The endless starry sky, the twinkling stars, that is the brilliance of the stars. More than 5,000 years have passed since mankind explored the vast and endless universe, and the territory of mankind has already expanded so much that it will take years to get from one end to the other, even if it passes through the jump point.

"Hey! Calais Green? ”

On a ship that was sailing, the black-haired man answered the phone, and an old voice came from the phone.

"It's me."

"There's a new mission, are you interested?" The person on the other end of the phone said mysteriously.

"Tasks and prices." Calais didn't want to talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"Well, you're still so boring."

"I'll tell you when the mission arrives, you go directly to Fryde Star now, and then I'll send someone to pick you up." The voice on the other side of the phone paused.

"What's the price...... Give me back that favor. ”

Calais was stunned.

"Yes, it will arrive in three days at the earliest."

"Okay, wait for you."

Calais put away the phone and looked up at the side of the ship, the starry sky flickered, seemingly incomparably beautiful, but I don't know how much sinister was hidden behind it.

The favor of the old man who apologized four years ago is finally going to be repaid today.

It's been four years, and it's been four years since the Ferrellai Empire invaded the Radel Federation, and how many Radel boys have died on the battlefield in the four years of resistance. Now, their shed blood has finally paid off, and in the Armageddon of the Third Galaxy of the Zhongtian Star Domain half a year ago, the Radel Federation has won the final victory.

At that moment, they finally sounded the horn of the counterattack, and after the Radel people regained the fourth, sixth, seventh, and eighth galaxies of the Zhongtian Star Domain and the Eastern Sky Star Domain, the Radel fleet, which had broken through the southern jump point, finally saw the Southern Sky Star Domain that had been under siege for four years.

With the arrival of batch after batch of Radel fleets, the recovery of the Southern Sky Star Domain is imminent.

Calais sighed for a moment, he didn't know how many Ferelai people he had killed in the past four years, and he felt that only by bathing in the blood of the Ferelai people could he pay tribute to the heroic souls of Radel who died in battle.

He is not a Radel soldier, but a cosmic mercenary, who takes money to do things, and has countless blood on his hands, but even so, when a huge disaster occurs in his homeland, he resolutely chooses to fight side by side with the Radel Federation.

He couldn't help but think about what it was this time, and it took a favor to make a move.

He owes the old man a favor, but every time the old man asks him, he spends money.

Is it because there is no money? Probably not.

Behind the old man is the wealthy Radel military, money has never been a problem, and Radel can win this battle, and the strong economic strength is indispensable.

Calais sensed the gravity of the matter, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he pondered.

Three days later, Calais arrived at the Fryde Star.

Fryde Star, located in the second galaxy of the Southern Sky Star Domain of the Raddell Federation, is located at the mouth of the Southern Passage, this planet with a population of 1.6 billion is the most prosperous planet in the South Sky Star Field, and it is also an important strategic point and logistics hub for the entire Southern Sky Star Domain Theater. After a four-year-long fall, the people of Fryde finally waited for the day of liberation.

The defeat of the Ferrelat Empire has been decided, and after the liberation, the De Fred Star began to rebuild after the war, a large number of military and civilian ships passed through the southern passage, and the huge flow made the Radel Federation have to control the main southern passage, but fortunately, Calais has a special pass from the military to buy the fastest ticket to the Fred Star.

Calais disembarked at the 3rd civilian space station on Fred Star, and a large number of businessmen have taken advantage of the opportunity to rebuild Fled, wanting to make a windfall here.

These merchants brought in a lot of supplies, which overcrowded the super-large civilian space station.

"The international standard advanced compression energy module, only 10W pull is required for 100 tons!"

"Ultra-light load building materials, 4000 Layuan/ton!"

"Simple intelligent building AI, 20W Layuan/one!"

The merchants bought and sold in the most primitive and simple way of shouting, and some held up a sign, which made Calais feel as if he had entered a wet market.

It's no wonder that the war caused the collapse of the entire star network system of the entire Fryde Star, and it is currently being rebuilt, but it is still in the military part, and the reconstruction of the civilian part is not so quickly completed.

"Hey, my dear Calais, you're here at last." As soon as the phone was dialed, Calais had not yet spoken, and there was an excited voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm on the space station." Calais was concise and didn't want to talk to the other side.

"Okay, okay, you take the sixth elevator down, and I'll be waiting for you at the door."

"Drip."

Before he could finish speaking, Calais hung up the phone.

On the other side of the phone, an old man sitting in the co-pilot muttered, "Young people are really anxious, they hang up on my old guy's phone at every turn, and they don't respect the old at all." ”

In the driver's seat next to him, an officer in the uniform of the Federal Army of Radel looked like a lieutenant.

The lieutenant was in a cold sweat, and he didn't dare to express it on the surface, but he secretly thought in his heart: There are still people who dare to hang up your old phone, where is it sacred? The lieutenant was curious.

Half an hour later, Calais got off the elevator and walked out the door.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, he saw a white-haired old man waiting for him at the gate, the old man was wearing a straight Raddell military uniform, no military rank on his shoulders, long gray hair and a short white beard like steel needles, and his face was full of a kind smile, but the whole person exuded an aura of iron and blood, the kind of aura that people could feel with every gesture.

The old man was obvious, Calais saw it at a glance, and he didn't expect this old man to dare to stand here with great fanfare, after all, a federal general standing on the street was afraid that there would not be a large number of news media surrounding him, especially the Fleder Star that was located at the jumping point, and the reporters from all over the universe here were afraid that they would not be able to form a group.

"Get on the handlebars."

In front of the people, the old man was not as naughty as on the phone, and he spoke with a serious flavor, and greeted Calais in the car in a serious manner.

"Back to base." The old man said to the driver next to him.

"What a task." Calais was the first to speak.

"What, the first thing you say when you meet is to ask about the mission? I'm a lot old, with old arms and legs, so don't you comfort me. ”

Calais rolled his eyes, this old man's external temperament and image did not match at all, he was simply an old naughty boy, even more naughty than him, and he couldn't stand it.

Knowing the old man's character, Calais didn't want to talk nonsense with him either.

"I'm curious to know what kind of tasks will make you feel like I can repay you this favor." Gale paused.

"Tell me, what's wrong."

"Hehe, don't be nervous." The old man stroked his beard, which was not very long, and continued to sell his passes.

"Young people must be calm, and they must guard against arrogance and rashness...... "The old man began his long teachings to Calais again.

Calais simply did not speak, closed his eyes, lay down and began to rest.

The old man talked more and more energetically, chattering non-stop along the way, and the lieutenant driver rolled his eyes, if the lieutenant hadn't followed the old man for a long time and was used to the old man's chattering style, I am afraid he would have kept rolling his eyes.