Although there has always been peace between the Hanhai Empire and the United Kingdom of St. Ållam on the surface, and there is no smell of gunpowder in trade or political exchanges between the two countries, in fact, there are many star fields at the junction of the two countries that are war zones, and there is hardly a single day of peace.

The inhabitants of the war zone are basically composed of fugitives from the two countries and smugglers trapped here.

The planet located at star N234.56, w77.21, L9123.11 is a strategic planet with an extremely stable space jump point, and has always been fiercely contested by Hanhai and St. Ålan

And since three years ago, this planet has fallen into the hands of the Thirteenth Legion of the Eighth Military Headquarters of the Hanhai Empire, and the legion commander Lisbon is personally in charge, and for three years, Saint Oran has tried countless ways to recapture it.

Three years is not a long time or a long time, but if it is short, how many three years are there in life? Not to mention far away, just say that Saint Ålan's side, in order to take back this planet, I don't know how many elites have been spent in three years, and in the end they all returned in vain.

Every year, Lisbon receives a "Hanhai Medal" for this planet, and it has only been two months since he last received the medal, and all three medals have been carefully collected and protected by Lisbon's personal guards.

Although the legion commander has won a lot of Hanhai medals, these three are not ordinary, so they must be well maintained!

While thinking in my heart, the personal guard in charge of cleaning the room used a special nursing suit to care for these three medals, and it didn't look like it was nursing, but it was like carving.

Just as he rubbed the thin silver needle on the edge of the medal, a roar came from the starship command room not far away.

"It's too much of a deception!! Deceive! Person! Too! Extremely!!! Ahhhhh!!h ”

Frightened by this voice, the guard's hand shook!

"Click!"

The silver needle broke.

Pinching the medal, the guards were stunned, not knowing what to do.

In the starship command room a few walls away, everyone stood against the wall, avoiding the rampaging Lisbon in the center, looking at the wrist terminal that was crushed by Lisbon and placed on the ground with their feet in distress.

That's the latest terminal from the General Research Institute of Technology of the Ministry of Military! There are only eight in the entire Hanhai! A high-end cargo that none of the Lord's military ministers have! The commander of the corps actually said that he would pinch it!!

I don't know if the Minister of War will regret giving it to the Legion Commander when he finds out about it.

Not necessarily, after all, the military minister sent an understatement, looking at the appearance of not caring at all, I should not regret it.pbtxt.cOm

But that's the military minister, the military minister is high and powerful, and we don't care, we feel distressed when we look at it......

Several technicians watched as the terminal was crushed into slag by the soles of their shoes in Lisbon, and it seemed that their hearts were also crushed into slag.

Shattered like this, no matter how good their skills are, there is no way to save them, they are simply distressed!!

After more than ten minutes, Lisbon finally calmed down, and the special material floor of the command room had been crushed out of a pit by him, and the bottom of the pit was covered with a layer of fine metal sand, and the original appearance of the terminal was completely invisible.

"Clean up."

Without glancing at the pit that he had stepped out of, Lisbon walked back to his place and sat down, although he was much calmer than just now, but his face was still angry.

Only then did a deputy corps commander dare to ask: "The regiment commander is so angry...... Is it because of Kanan? ”

Lisbon was not alone in receiving the news from the headquarters of the Eighth Sector, and all the mid- and high-ranking officers of the 13th Legion had received a short message about "Kanan will return to the 13th Legion", but they felt that although this was ridiculous, it did not make the Legion Commander angry.

Could it be that the Legion Commander has received other news?

Lisbon glanced at the person who asked the question, gritted his teeth and replied: "That's not it, a Canan, more or less, can affect my Thirteenth Legion?" ”

"Is it because ...... the regiment commander is so angry?"

"Ron told us to shrink back and give up this planet to others."

“！！！ What the?! How could the military minister give such an order?! ”

"And that's not all." The corners of Lisbon's mouth pulled back, revealing tiger teeth that were much longer than ordinary people, and he looked very hideous, "He also invited me to have a profound exchange with him, and the location was in his bed!" Room! Village! ”

“……”

Everyone in the command room was so frightened that they took a step back, but most of them hit the wall because they were already standing by the wall, and the sound of hitting the wall suddenly sounded in the command room.

The deputy corps commander, who also took a step back, was startled by this voice, and suddenly felt that he was really overreacting, and hurriedly stepped forward and stood back in place.

The Lisbon Legion Commander is not Kanan, how can he become Kanan, haha, this must be him thinking too much, well, thinking too much.

Although he tried his best to hypnotize himself in his heart, the fantasy scene of the corps commander lying on the bed could not disappear in his mind for a long time, and the deputy corps commander pinched his thigh fiercely, and started another topic to divert himself and everyone's attention.

"The order to retreat the front, we ......"

Lisbon snorted coldly: "Let's do it, who knows what fun the old madman has come up with to toss the gods of Saint Oran, if we don't withdraw and delay his plan, there will be no good fruit to eat, and then I may have nothing to do, but you may not be the same." ”

Ronth's violent face flashed in front of him, and the deputy legion commander subconsciously trembled.

"I'll arrange it!"

"Well, go ahead, you all go and arrange the retreat, and I'll be the only one in the command room."

"Yes!"

In just half a minute, the people in the command room were scattered, and Lisbon sat in his position and watched the door close, his gaze moving down, landing on the pit he had just stepped on, and the expression on his face was very calm, and there was no trace of anger at all.

The metal sand in the pit had been cleaned by the person who had just left, but he still stared at it for a long time.

More than ten minutes later, Lisbon closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"What the hell do you want to do, old madman?"

There was a deep nostalgia and a subtle hint of unease in his tone.

……

……

Military Department Building.

Yang Qinglan stood alone at the door of the house, but she couldn't muster up the courage to open the door and go in.

According to the old pattern, as soon as Ron entered the door, he was greeted by Kanan, who was wearing nothing, and all kinds of relaxation services that he took the initiative to do.

Just relax......

Hell relax!!

Yang Qinglan, who was disgusted by the picture in her memory, didn't know how to face such a Kanan at all, which was even more psychologically burdensome than the Omega who had a hair/estrus/period!

Do you knock people out as soon as you enter the door?

Will beating people stupid all the time? Kanan's body seems to be pretty bad right now......

Standing at the door scratching his ears and cheeks for a long time, Yang Qinglan turned on the communication function of the terminal and asked the adjutant to send him a set of deputy corps commander's uniform.

In less than three minutes, the adjutant sent a brand-new, complete from the inside to the outside, and the deputy corps commander uniform that was custom-made according to Kanan's figure at first glance to Yang Qinglan, and then left quietly as when he came.

Being seen at a glance by Ron that the clothes were Kanan's size skills, Yang Qinglan shook his head and threw all the superfluous thoughts out of his mind, and pushed the door in one go!

Inside the door, Kanan curled up on the couch facing the door without wearing anything, and when he saw her enter, he stood up like a feline to meet her.

However, he didn't take two steps before he froze in place.

"Ront" used that uniform to stand between the two.

"How's it going, do you feel kind when you see this outfit?"

It was obviously a kind word, but when it came out of Ront's mouth, it turned into a lewd word about how to listen to it, as if he wanted to play subdued seduction/seduction next.

Kanan's face was dull, the whole person didn't seem to have any soul, and there was no emotional reaction to listen to him, just obediently took the uniform and stood in front of her and put it on.

Seeing Kanan adding clothes to himself one by one, Yang Qinglan clearly noticed that somewhere in the lower half of "herself" began to swell uncontrollably.

Twisting her waist uncomfortably, Yang Qinglan tried very hard to control it to be obedient, but the instincts generated by her body for more than twenty years made it ignore the ban from her brain and prop up a rather spectacular tent.

“……”

What should I do if I want to cut it......

Seeing that the control was ineffective, Yang Qinglan decided to find a place to sit down to hide this shameful embarrassment, so she walked towards the sofa where Kanan was sitting just now.

As soon as she sat down, Kanan, who was already dressed, walked up to her, standing upright, very similar to the star of hope that Ron remembered more than twenty years ago.

Except for those eyes.

The eyes that were once very bright and full of hope are now dead and silent, without any emotion.

Even so, Kanan, who was dressed, still amazed Yang Qinglan.

This person is simply so good-looking!

Standing upright for a few seconds, Kanan lowered his head and met the gaze of "Ronte" full of "appreciation", and then down, a conspicuous tent was propped up there, making it difficult to see it.

Without warning, Kanan knelt down and reached out to pull Ronte's zipper, looking at the familiar Cheng Dù of the movements, he didn't know how many times he had done it.

Yang Qinglan, who was startled, reacted quickly, grabbed his hands and pulled them to the side, Kanan fell down without the slightest resistance, and even obediently let himself stretch out on the soft floor, so that it was convenient for the person in front of him to do whatever he wanted.

Seeing this scene, Yang Qinglan greeted all the eighteen generations of Rondt's ancestors in her heart, and was full of sympathy for this beauty who didn't know how much torture she had suffered.

"Get up, you have something to say about getting dressed, not to take it off."

Kanan lay on the ground stunned for a few moments before he slowly got up and stood up straight, his posture still the same as he had been more than twenty years ago, except for the fact that his clothes were a little more wrinkled than before.

"I have informed the 13th Army Headquarters, starting today, you go back and continue to serve as the deputy commander, and someone will come to pick you up in twenty minutes, you are ready."