Ontario has never deceived Feng Hua.

Of course, this time, he won't lie to Feng Hua.

The opposite side of the communication was indeed not An Yan, but a person who Feng Hua did not expect.

Executive Principal of the Dawn Military Academy.

Seeing this old man who he hadn't seen for a long time, Feng Hua put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, stood up and gave him a military salute.

Although when I was in the military school, I didn't like this principal very much.

But Feng Hua had to admit that the executive principal had indeed been thinking about the students of the Dawn Military Academy all along.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you."

Seeing Feng Hua and Onshangwu standing together, the executive principal nodded with a look of relief, "Feng Hua, when you were in school, you were not a worry-free student, and now in a few years, you will become a major general." ”

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but the spirit of the executive principal is still the same." Feng Hua smiled, not paying attention to the words of the executive principal.

Doesn't that mean she's a thorn?

Only those who have strength are called, and those who are not strong are acne.

She was praising her as the executive principal.

"No, I'm old." The executive principal smiled and waved his hand, "It's all your young people's world now, and the hope for the future is also your young people." ”

There is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Hall, it seems that the executive principal does have something to find Anshangwu.

I just don't know if this matter has anything to do with the complete body.

But think about it, the executive principal is the principal of the military academy, and he usually doesn't stand in line, so this kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

If even the Dawn Military Academy started to take sides now, then Feng Hua would have to doubt the galaxy.

"Actually, I have a request for Xingwu today." The Executive Headmaster's smile began to fade.

His hand subconsciously reached forward, and without touching anything, the Executive Headmaster realized something, smiled and retracted his hand.

"Say whatever you want." Feng Hua nodded, "Of course, you also know what my temper is, if you say something unhappy about me and I refuse, don't be angry." ”

The executive principal had dealt with Feng Hua a lot, so he naturally knew what would make Feng Hua unhappy.

Speaking of which, if you know and say that Feng Hua is unhappy, then Feng Hua will say that she will turn her face.

Don't say you didn't say it in advance~

"This matter is actually a friend who asked me." The Executive Headmaster lowered his eyes, and he thought for a few seconds, "I remember Mo Sanqian, it's your friend, right?" ”

Why do you want to mention the three thousand ink, does this matter have anything to do with the three thousand ink?

"These days, the military department has been seriously damaged, and various military schools have also revised the five-year school time to three years, and then there will be countless students who will go to various places in the star field of the Republic."

It is said that war is a money-burning thing, but not many people have an idea of how much money war burns.

Don't talk about those weapons and shells, just talk about the soldiers who died in battle.

Each of these fighters is not easy to cultivate, and there are also those student soldiers, and I don't know how many of them can survive day after day.

"Our fleet has not submitted a request for additional personnel." Feng Hua's tone was very direct.

If there is no request for an increase, then the matter of the student soldiers has nothing to do with her fleet.

It has nothing to do with Mo Sanqian!

"I know your fleet is not asking for an increase." The Executive Headmaster sighed, "But Mo Sanqian's sister wants to go to your fleet. Her father approached me and wanted me to ask if you could be accommodating. ”

If Feng Hua let Mo Twelve come to her fleet, Mo Sanqian's father would give Feng Hua's fleet a large sum of supplies.

The things that the richest man in the galaxy can give, as long as they are given legally and reasonably, then these are Feng Hua's private property.

Ink Twelve......

Thinking of this name, Feng Hua couldn't help but be in a trance.

She'd met Mo Twelve, a child with a strange temper, but not a bad person.

"At this time, even my fleet is not absolutely safe."

Not to mention, her fleet was especially targeted before.

When she arrives in her fleet, it's not just the bugs that want to kill her, but also those who want to kill her.

Feng Hua looked at the executive principal, his brows furrowed, "Mo Sanqian has already died, Mo Twelve ......"

It's safer to stay further back.

It is safer to stay in the capital galaxy, she believes that as the richest man in the galaxy, she can definitely protect her daughter.

An Xingwu, who had been silent, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Feng Hua, signaling Feng Hua not to continue.

For the vast majority of people, from the time they entered the military department, they had already thought about their own destiny.

Only solve the battlefield and die for the country, why should the horse leather shroud be returned!

"Let Ink XII report to the fleet." An Shengwu took Feng Hua's words, "As for the supplies, Mo Twelve can bring as many as he wants, and there is not a shortage of supplies in the fleet now." ”

Receiving Ontarsio's reply, the Executive Principal laughed.

It's just that when he laughs, there is something more twinkling in his eyes.

When people are old and have shallow eye sockets, sometimes they can't see parting.

As the executive principal of the Dawn Military Academy, he often has to be accompanied by parting.

Hanging up the communication, Feng Hua felt upset inexplicably, she took out her pocket, and took out the toffee that Yu Hao stuffed for her from her pocket.

I chewed one, but I still felt upset.

"Don't think about it." Onshangwu's tone was soft, and his big palm gently patted Feng Hua's back.

"I feel right now, I'm an iron waste." Stuffing another toffee into his mouth, Feng Hua took a deep breath, "When I think that I don't have a few friends anymore, and I won't have some friends in the future, I don't understand why there is such a waste as me in this world!" ”

No matter how much he understood the truth and heard more explanations, when it came to decadence, Feng Hua still couldn't relieve his mood.

Thinking about the various battles among the three major forces now, Feng Hua really can't wait to come up with a world-destroying weapon, and everyone will go to heaven together.

"You're iron waste, so what am I?" Ontario asked, "Gold waste?" ”

No, gold is worth more than iron.

Feng Hua thought about the conversion for a while, and it seemed that in the interstellar world, the price of gold and iron was about the same.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Feng Hua let out the depression in his heart, "No, I have to do something, if I don't do something, sooner or later I will have to suffocate here!" ”

She doesn't care if the house is cleaned or not.

She's just going to do something now!

"The goal in a month is to kill ten complete bodies!"

The candy paper was crumpled in Feng Hua's hand, just like Feng Hua's heart couldn't calm down.

"Take back this planet under our feet, and ...... Go get the troublemakers! ”