There is a limited understanding of the strength of a long-range battleship formation, and the biggest fundamental existence of the long-range battleship is the hunting of space-class battleships, and the space-class battleship formation is the backbone of the gods or the undead, and the long-range battleships exist to restrain the enemy's long-range battleships.

If either side's long-range warship formation is lost, it will have an immeasurable impact on the entire battlefield. And this time in the battle, the undead clan's voyage-class battleship did not dispatch, even if the undead clan just released the signal of the voyage-class battleship around, it would make General Nohak have some scruples, but they didn't do anything. Even the undead space-class battleship formations that supported were fleets that had retreated from the front line.

Mo Ran and the others also noticed the seriousness of the problem. "I need a fleet to probe the interior of the undead, and I think about it, and in the end, it seems that you are the only one on this mission." Speaking of this, General Nohak couldn't help but look at Mo Ran. "I'm sure that if it were you, such a task would not be difficult to sit down."

But at this time, Mo Ran hesitated, he didn't want to fight now, he just wanted to return to Earth. One such battle after another, it seems that there is never a time when it will end. He was already a little tired. Hearing General Nohak's words, Cassos and Longfus couldn't help but look at Mo Ran, and they naturally remembered Mo Ran's words before.

"No, General." Mo Ran took a deep breath and then said. "I don't plan to go on like this, I plan to go back to my hometown." It wasn't a hard thing to say, but it seemed strange to General Nohak. Based on Mo Ran's combat performance today, it was only a matter of time before he was promoted to the commander of the Twin Aerospace Formation, but at this time, Mo Ran said that he wanted to return to his hometown.

"General, you may not feel anything, but I've been through all kinds of battles for more than two years, and I'm really tired. For more than two years, most of the time has been spent in simulated operations or various battles. Mo Ran whispered. I'm really tired. ”

General Nohak was silent, looking at Mo Ran in front of him. He couldn't understand Morran's thoughts, just like Longfus and Cassos, but he didn't ask much.

"Are you really going to go back to your homeland?" asked General Norhak in a deep voice. He really couldn't find a good candidate for this task, and at this time, with an excellent commander like Mo Ran, he was naturally unwilling to lose. As for the students of the other academies, although they were also excellent, they did not make him feel amazing.

Mo Ran nodded. "General, please understand. After all, we are not a race born for war, we only fight for a better life afterward. ”

"I see, will you come back later," General Nohak asked softly. He didn't mean to stop Mo Ran, he just asked him about his plans in the future.

"My military service time is almost up, I used to think about where I would go if my military service ended, I wanted to go to many places, but I didn't know where to go for a while," Mo Ran couldn't help but smile and said.

Nohak knew what Moran meant, and he probably wouldn't be back in the future.

"I know, I'll tell you the dean about it, and he'll arrange these things when the time comes." General Nohak whispered. "Thanks to you for this time, otherwise we would not have been able to achieve such a victory."

"You've won a prize." Mo Ran bowed and said.

"Then I'll send you back." After General Nohak finished speaking, Mo Ran, Wanliu, and Blue Butterfly disappeared into the bridge.

"General, let them go like that," Karsos asked at once. During this period of time, they naturally knew some of Mo Ran and Wanliu's command skills, and an excellent commander was much more difficult than a fleet, and they were a little surprised when they heard that General Norhak actually agreed to Mo Ran and the others to leave.

"I'm sure we'll see them soon, and now is not the time." General Nohak said with a smile.

"General, is there something going to happen?" asked Kassos in a deep voice. If you can get an excellent commander back, then it can only be that there is an abnormality on the side of the undead clan, but didn't you let Ninety-Seven go to find out before Then where did the general get the news.

"It's hard to say some things for the time being, but judging from some recent events, it seems that the undead have been preparing something." General Nohak looked at Khathos and said, retracting his gaze as he looked at the place where Moran and the others had disappeared.

"Wouldn't it be better to keep them at this time, and why let them go," asked Cassos.

"How much do you know about humans," General Nohak asked softly.

"Humans haven't heard of it," Cassos glanced at Longfus, and saw that he was also puzzled.

"Ninety-Seven's identity is a human, a tiny creature of about a seventh-level civilization." General Nohak asked people to investigate these materials when they were still preparing at the border, and of course, the help of the dean was indispensable.

And after hearing Mo Ran's identity, Cassos and Longfus were a little shocked. Because they couldn't imagine that a creature of less than a seventh-level civilization would come to them and become their commander.

"Don't worry, I think I'll see you soon. Because they have an unstable factor flowing through them. General Nohak chuckled.

On the other side, Mo Ran and the others woke up in a spacious room with dozens of crystal coffin-like devices floating in the air. Mo Ran recognized that it was a dormant chamber composed of nanomaterials. And some of them had the bodies of more than a dozen Protoss, and it was obvious that these Protoss were those academy students that Mo Ran had seen with General Nohak before.

"You're coming back earlier than I expected," just as Mo Ran was looking around, the dean's voice came from not far away. The nanomaterial beneath Mo Ran vanished, and he fell directly to the ground through the bottom half of the dormant chamber. Fortunately, the distance is not very high, otherwise he really can't stand it.

Rubbing the back of his head, which had been hurt by the fall, Mo Ran found himself wearing an air displacer.

Looking around, Mo Ran quickly spotted Wanliu and Blue Butterfly.

Then several people got together.

"Dean." Mo Ran is looking at the dean not far away, it seems that the dean doesn't seem to care about Mo Ran's behavior, this is not the dean himself, it's just a three-dimensional projection.

"It's a bit of a surprise for you to come back so early," the dean whispered, sitting in mid-air and looking at Mo Ran and the others. "Originally, I thought you would stay in the Seventh Sector after you have achieved something."

"I think General Nohak has submitted his resignation." Mo Ran whispered, he still knew some habits of the Protoss, most of the captains and commanders of the Protoss would fight until death, there was no retirement or anything, death was their final end.

"This Nohak guy told me, you said you wanted to go back." The dean said, and then floated in the direction of the door, and Mo Ran and the others followed the dean and walked outside.

Mo Ran didn't know what to say, so he could only deal with it in silence.

"Have you figured out how to get back?" asked the dean, without looking back. "It's a long way from your planet."

"I haven't thought about it yet." Mo Ran whispered.

"Is your resignation a resignation along with the military service," said the dean, coming to a large brass-colored door. The door slowly opened, and behind it was a large space, surrounded by a soft silvery glow, where many creatures of all races worked. Many of them were lifeforms that Mo Ran had never seen.

"This is the heart of the Academy, and if there's any safe place in the Academy, it's probably the place behind you." The dean said with a smile. "In order to keep the bodies of those cadets who go to battle from harm, the academy built this room a long time ago."

Mo Ran looked around in amazement, he knew that the academy was a huge system, but he didn't expect the core of the academy to be like this. The total area is only a few thousand square meters, but there are a lot of people working there.

"I'm just asking for my resignation, I don't know about the rest." Moran muttered, looking around.

"There is a kind of resignation that is considered a vacation, and when there is a war, you will return to work. There is also a kind of resignation that directly removes all military ranks and honors and returns to ordinary life. The dean explained.

"Then I think I'm supposed to be the latter," Mo Ran hesitated and replied. If it's the former one, who knows when he will be recalled by the Protoss again, so why did he waste so much effort to resign.

"In that case, it might take you thirty or forty years to go back." The dean paused and said. "My personal advice is to go with the former. That is, it is just a vacation, not leaving the army of the Protoss. He turned to look at Mo Ran. If that's the case, then you can use your military position to go back on the Protoss spaceship, which will only take a month or two. ”

The dean's words made Mo Ran startled, if it took thirty or forty years to go back, who could stand it. Not to mention whether the familiar people around them still know each other after they go back, just such a long time is enough to give Mo Ran and them a headache.

"But I've already raised it with General Nohak," Mo Ran naturally thought of the latter, but what had already been said, how could he redeem it now.

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll help you explain it to General Nohak. In fact, with your current record, it is more than enough to become the commander of an astronaut-class battleship formation. However, I personally recommend that you become a battleship commander. That way, even if someone says it, it will be easier for them to shut up. Interstellar Tomb wants to chat with more like-minded people about "Interstellar Tomb", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and finds confidants~