In the early morning, the sandstorm outside had quietly stopped, and there was no sound. Looking at the vast desert, Yang Ziqing's dark eyes looked straight ahead, his cheeks shrank slightly, revealing a dark aura, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes showed a trace of sadness, waiting for the upcoming Jack.

"Unexpectedly, after a year, when we meet again, we have to intrigue for our respective positions!" Yang Ziqing held her mouth, whispered uneasily, her heart trembled slightly, and she stood stupidly with a heavy heart.

Ma Long stood beside Yang Ziqing with a straight face, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking really hanging.

"What? The commander hasn't paid any attention to you? Yang Ziqing smelled the thick smell of smoke, turned his face, his surprised eyes were covered with a few bloodshots, and asked with a calm face.

"Hmph, this old man has always been so stubborn, wait! After waiting a few years, he will face reality sooner or later! Ma Long took a puff of cigarette, the slightly hot smoke stringed back and forth in his lungs, but the original sadness disappeared a lot, he straightened his nose slightly, gently pinched the cigarette with his strong right hand, and said coldly and indifferently.

Turning his head, Yang Ziqing looked towards the endless barren slope blankly, his lips opened slightly, he exhaled deeply, his fists turned into palms, and he gently stopped on the side waist of the black uniform, and said seriously: "You said that time can kill everything, but what about you?" From an honest man who doesn't smoke or drink, he has become an alcoholic and smoker who is addicted to alcohol and never leaves his cigarette! ”

"Humph! That's fine, it's idle anyway. It's better to dissipate your own body, so as not to damage public property again! Ma Long had already put the cigarette in his mouth, pursed his lips and shook off the burned ash on the cigarette head gently, the ash was like a tiny petal floating away, the wrinkles on both sides of the black sub were deeply squeezed out, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he said in a hazy voice.

"It seems that neither the commander nor you have really walked out of the shadow of Zhao Luying's departure, which is why he has not faced you squarely!" Yang Ziqing's eyes raised slightly, and he glanced at the blue sky. Sighing. Said gloomily.

"Hmph, is that so?" Malone exhaled smoke, his eyelids slightly closed, and blinked softly in the thick smoke. The lips opened slightly, a thin line. Questioning quietly. In the voice, it was helpless sadness.

Come to think of it, it's been more than a year too. Zhao Luying's smiling face still appeared in her dreams from time to time, and Meimei woke up happily, but she was heartbroken again and again. I don't know when, Ma Long has no habit of sleeping, tired, as long as he thinks about Zhao Luying's smiling face, Ma Long will immediately be energetic and active in his post. He didn't dare to fall asleep, he was worried that some beautiful dream would haunt him, and when he woke up, he was covered in a cold sweat. In contrast, he prefers silent unrequited love in his free time during the day.

A gust of wind blew, rolling up bits of fine sand on the ground, and the vision suddenly blurred. In the distant sky, a dark shadow appeared faintly, getting closer and closer as the wind rolled up.

"He's coming!"

Ma Long closed his mouth tightly, put his hands behind his back, didn't pay attention to the increasingly thick sand, half-squinted, looked seriously at the black shadow that was getting closer and closer in the distance, and said indifferently.

"This time, I don't know what he will do again!" Yang Ziqing took two steps forward gently, raised his right hand high above his head, and waved at the black shadow in the distance, the faint joy on his face suppressed the doubts in his heart.

The shadow was getting closer, but the wind was getting weaker and weaker, and the sight in front of him became clearer. Although this is the weather that repeats every day on the moon, the sudden dissipation of the wind made Yang Ziqing's heart sprout a deep feeling.

Through the fading sand, the shape of the black shadow gradually revealed: a pair of black wings, a pair of thick and tall wheels tightly fastened to a large round black skin that looked slightly deflated. This is Neptune's special combat fighter, the black-skinned flying armor, his hardness is no less than that of the Ten Thousand Turtles Iron Halberd, and his attack power is incomparably outstanding, and he can be regarded as a dazzling star in the Galactic Alliance.

In the solar system, the strongest attack power of fighters is Gusha Venus, followed by Earth, and then Neptune's black-skinned flying armor.

Two years ago, Gusha Venus launched a war to occupy the entire solar system, and after being defeated by the Alliance, Gusha Venus was controlled by the Alliance Army, and it is expected that after a year of rectification, it will be able to withdraw its troops when the autonomous system of Gusha Venus is established. Except for some low-level weapons that were confiscated, most of the large weapons with strong attack power were automatically destroyed, leaving no reference value for the Alliance. In this way, at present, the attack power of the earth is naturally in the first place.

In terms of defense capabilities, Neptune is the strongest, followed by Venus, and the third is Earth's turn.

Looking at the team known as the strongest defensive ability in the solar system, Yang Ziqing's heart not only touched his old friend, but also vaguely contained some respect for this black-skinned flying armor.

The spaceship slowly approached, suspended in the open space in front of Yang Ziqing, with a "boom", a strong wind suddenly erupted from under the iron sheet, blowing away the wild sand on the ground, Yang Ziqing and Ma Long couldn't help but raise their right hands slightly, raised on their half-low foreheads, and their short black hair was blown to tremble.

The sound of "boom" stopped for a moment, and a tall green giant turtle of one meter nine passed through the wild sand that was still flying in the air in front of it.

This is Neptune's special forces captain, Jack. He exuded a burly complexion, with two short green feet as thick as human calves, wearing a pair of gray shoes on top of the green feet, a round back that turned a black patch of the ground in front of him, and the eyelids of his big eyes were a thick piece of hard bone, half-covering his eyes, and turning around on his small head. mouth

Ba is made of a whole piece of soft meat and is very elastic. The thin and thick hands that were open, shaking the pliable mouth, walked over with a smile at Yang Ziqing, and said, "Ziqing......"

There was a hint of hoarseness in the deep voice, and the rolling eyes were indeed full of life, Jack hugged Yang Ziqing tightly, and continued in a hoarse voice: "I already know about Zhao Luying and Ye Feicheng, let's mourn!" ”

"It's okay, it's been a year!" Yang Ziqing opened his arms, but the length was just enough to hold the front of Jack's turtle shell.

Pouting, Yang Ziqing tightly grabbed Jack's turtle shell and said hoarsely.

After being depressed for a moment, Yang Ziqing and Jack, who were hugging, slowly let go of each other, and there was indeed relief in their eyes when their old comrades-in-arms were reunited......

"Brother Marlon, you've grown a lot stronger!" Jack patted Malone on the shoulder who was standing next to him, and his big eyelid bone was slightly on one side, revealing a surprised expression.

"Where ......"

Malone hammered Jack's chest, smiled, and led Jack towards the base......

(The novel is pure entertainment, and there are many things in it that contradict real-world information, such as oxygen, wild sand, aliens...... and so on, this is just for the needs of the plot, I hope readers don't be blind and gullible! (To be continued......)