Chapter 67: Confluence
"Makes you laugh.5./books/26/26343/
Provoke the scheme! Deserve! Bo Jue said angrily, but his hand fell on the button on the other party's chest, untied it and glanced at it, "Oh, the wound is cracked, what is this called on the earth, the wicked have their own harvest." β
"Then I think I'm a good person."
"Why?"
"Because my wound didn't open, would you have this expression if it really bleeds?" Zhao Qingge tilted his head and stared at her, she had brought the strong physique of the Tiansu people to the extreme, and she was already able to sit up and make a gesture with one hand.
Bo Jue was pretending to have a strained face, but this time she couldn't hold it back, so she simply sat down on the edge of the bed, staring straight at her with both eyes.
Zhao Qingge: "What do you see?" β
-- Look at your good looks.
Zhao Qingge mocked: "What kind of hero is it to communicate with the heart? β
- I'm not a good guy in the first place.
Zhao Qingge instructed her: "Bring me a piece of candy." β
Bo Jue Wan'er, happily became a conscientious little follower, took a candy with purple packaging, and was also responsible for delivering it to the door.
When Bo Jue's index finger was leaving, he rubbed Zhao Qingge's lips as if he didn't have any, then withdrew it and curled it up slightly on the quilt.
Zhao Qingge felt an extra pity from her movements, so he raised his eyes and looked at her deeply.
"Students from other departments are coming, including many students from the actual combat department, although this is a good thing, but ......," Bo Jue said, "Originally, we only had three departments, Fu Le and Yan Ying, me and you have such a relationship, everyone is easy to form an iron plate, and it is not necessary for them to come." β
Zhao Qingge said slowly: "One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and one team cannot accommodate two commanders. β
"Zhang Bo, the commander of the battleship command system, I have heard a little wind comment, he is a very strong person, and he may not listen to us when the time comes, and in the current space battlefield, we even the pilots are half-pieces of patchwork, after all, we are still amateurs, and we have no right to speak."
"As long as we can win, it doesn't matter who is in charge, and besides, who says we don't have a say? Can he beat you? β
Bo Jue shook his head sincerely: "It shouldn't be beatable." β
Zhao Qingge chewed the sugar in his mouth, and said lightly: "If you are a fool, you will be stunned and tied up, and then you will directly control the command room, and the people below will not know what happened." β
Bo Jue: "......"
She wasn't surprised that Zhao Qingge said such a thing, and she would do whatever it took to achieve her goals, but her cheeks were slightly bulging at this time, and she couldn't stop making chewing sounds, which was indescribably disobedient.
"Calculate the time, the earliest team should arrive in an hour, and I want to take a break." Zhao Qingge propped up his body and slid into the quilt, his hand fell on the white quilt, resting as much as possible is the best way to heal his injuries, and only by recuperating his injuries can he better face the upcoming classmates.
Bo Jue said: "Okay, I'm here to guard you." β
Zhao Qingge looked up at her, and there was suddenly a hint of indescribable hints in his eyes.
Bo Jue was stunned for a long time, "oh", took off his coat, and lay on the other side, the single bed in the lounge was a little crowded for two people, Bo Jue could only lie on his side, Zhao Qingge pulled her palm over to cover her eyes, her breathing relaxed, and soon became extremely even.
Bo Jue wrinkled her nose, a little confused, and thought about it, maybe this is a way for her to show her dependence?
"Dripβ"
The communicator on the ear rang at the same time, and the two opened their eyes together, only to be confused for a moment, and then they recovered their clarity.5./books/26/26342/
The pearl of the sea of Xianxia.
"The classmates from the Battleship Command Department and the Warship Maintenance Department have arrived."
"Where are they?"
"In the command room."
In the interval between speaking, Bo Jue had already moved the chair and hugged Zhao Qingge, and then shook his left arm, which was a little numb, and even moved the chair with him.
The command room was silent, in addition to Fu Le and Yan Ying at the conference table, there were also two other male owners, as soon as they entered the door, the man sitting in the first place looked over, although he was sitting, his upper body also looked slender, the dark blue uniform was ironed on his body, his face was handsome, and his complexion was the wheat color that the public was popular, Zhang Bo pushed away the chair and stood up, and spontaneously walked over with long legs, and his voice was cold: "Battleship Command Department, Zhang Bo, meet for the first time." β
Zhao Qingge was inconvenient to shake hands, Bo Jue came out from behind her, held Zhang Bo's broad palm, hooked his lips and chuckled: "Mecha Department, Bo Jue, it's an honor to meet you." β
Neither of them let go, and the green tendons on the back of their hands burst out, and they secretly exerted their strength.
Two pairs of black eyes met in the air, and the swords rattled and seemed to bring out a series of sparks of substance.
After holding each other for a long time, Zhang Boxian let go of his hand, and Bo Jue showed an impeccable smile and said, "Accept." β
Taking advantage of Zhang Boli's position, Bo Jue picked up Zhao Qingge and walked a few steps quickly, directly kicked away the original chair at the first place on the conference table, put the person down, and firmly occupied the first place. Zhang Bo's face turned dark, Fu Le couldn't help but secretly scream in his heart, this Zhang Bo will dominate the throne as soon as he comes, how can he get him down, it is not a way to rush hard, Bo Jue came to such a trick regardless of it.
Zhao Qingge crossed his elbows on the conference table with his fingers crossed, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Everyone is here, everyone can discuss things." Let me introduce myself, Zhao Qingge, the commander of the operational command department, which is currently under my command here. This is ......"
Three or two sentences, coupled with Bo Jue's unyielding momentum, put the attitude of the protagonist to the extreme.
She was referring to another deed owner who had not spoken since she came in, the deed owner had a clear face, Si Swenwen, and a kind of bookish atmosphere that made people look comfortable, this "scholar" pushed the thin flat glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and the black eyes hidden under it were tame and clear, and said eloquently: "I am Shu Sheng from the warship maintenance department, I came here with Zhang Bo, and I have asked my classmates to disassemble the power cabin of the star thief, and you can get sufficient energy supply in about an hour." β
Hey, it's really a scholar.
The scholar sat in the lower two positions, at first glance, he didn't like to stand in line with the world, even if Wang Bo came together, he didn't get closer to him, he didn't open his mouth when Wang Bo provoked, but waited until Zhao Qingge asked to answer it, and his tone was also comfortable, basically not listed as a threat.
Zhang Bo pulled out the seat on Zhao Qingge's left hand side and sat down: "I don't know what Commander Zhao plans to do next?" β
Zhao Qingge lightly spit out a word: "Wait." β
Zhang Bo glanced at her, the contempt in his eyes obvious. Who doesn't know this?
Zhao Qingge was not annoyed, and continued: "Since the professional students of the warship maintenance department and the battleship command department are here, we have here the mecha department with the strongest individual combat, the most comprehensive combat command department, and the chemistry department, so we can allocate resources to the greatest extent possible and develop another line of defense." β
The scholar's eyes were half-drooping, as if he was listening carefully, while Zhang Bo frowned slightly: "How to develop another line of defense?" β
Zhao Qingge: "Were you attacked by an unknown fleet when you came?" β
Zhang Bo's expression changed slightly, and he said gloomily: "That's right, we were attacked, and more than a dozen classmates were hit while driving a combat ship, and they never came back.5./books/26/26341/
Counterfeit magician. β
Zhao Qingge: "If we stop here, will we be attacked again?" With our troops, do we have the strength to fight? β
Zhang Bo was just about to speak, but Zhao Qingge preemptively said: "Even if there is, it will hurt the enemy by one thousand and lose eight hundred, so we must take precautions as soon as possible." β
The scholar suddenly interjected at this time: "Our warship maintenance department will cooperate with all. β
Zhao Qingge raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Zhang Bo also looked at her, waiting for her answer.
"Okay," Zhao Qingge's eyes flashed, and his whole temperament suddenly became sharp and sharp, and his tone and face sank at the same time, like a weak and boneless coiled poisonous snake that propped up his body with lightning speed, and spit out a sinister snake letter, "The first line of defense I am talking about is to plant bombs in the meteorite group!" The students of the Department of Warship Maintenance are responsible for finding usable materials from the warships we have captured or damaged, the Department of Chemistry is responsible for dispensing explosives, and the students of other practical departments are responsible for sending bombs into the meteorite group to be buried. β
She said in a deep voice: "Zhang Bo! β
"Here!" Zhang Bo didn't know why, so he subconsciously stood up and gave a military salute, and reacted halfway through, embarrassedly holding it in the air.
Zhao Qingge supported the table with his palms, stood up reluctantly, his shoulders straightened, and saluted him solemnly: "Once the meteorite group can't stop the enemy, the second line of defense will depend on you and the classmates of the battleship command department." β
"Yes! Mission completion guaranteed! Zhang Bo naturally blurted out these words.
A rib in the chest was displaced due to vigorous movement, Zhao Qingge's body swayed slightly, the blood on his face faded in an instant, and he was almost unstable on his feet, at this time, a pair of hands reached out from behind her in time to support her, she poured all the weight of her body on these hands, and let the other party help her sit down slowly.
ββDoes it hurt?
ββIt's okay.
- Send you back to rest?
-- In a little while.
Zhang Bo knew that she was injured, but he didn't know that the injury was so bad, and it was so difficult to even stand up, so he said in a low voice, "Rest well," and started to arrange the second line of defense.
A white light condensed in the scholar's palm, and it fell on Zhao Qingge's forehead through the air, closed his eyes, and opened them again after a while: "The ribs are broken, the internal organs are damaged, the blood loss is more than a quarter, it is dangerous, I have some blood tonic medicine there, I will send it to you later." β
He turned out to be a spiritual expert too.
Zhao Qingge said generously: "Thank you." β
The scholar's clear face pulled up a gentle smile, and he left quickly.
"Zhang Bo."
When Zhang Bo was about to walk to the main cabin of the cruiser, the scholar stopped him behind him.
"What's the matter?"
"Don't you wonder why I'm so quick to stand on the side of the commander of the operational command system?"
"Why?"
"If you look closely at the personnel on this cruiser, you will know that the two of us are undoubtedly the best configuration together, and we have lost a third of our classmates along the way, but here, have you noticed?"
Zhang Bo was startled and began to count the number of remaining classmates on the cruiser.
"Found out?" The scholar curled his lips and smiled, but the smile was not as good as the bottom of his eyes.
"I found out," Zhang Bo paused for a moment and said self-deprecatingly, "There is no one missing." β