"Good. Madrigal put down the porridge and walked out. Rou Jia pouted and frowned, he had to pretend that he didn't see it.

Walking to the secluded place behind the potted plant, Wu Yu regained his seriousness and said to the pastoral song seriously: "Brother, I will tell you one thing in private, many people don't know about this matter yet, just understand it yourself, don't leak it to others." The head of the samurai regiment, Yuan, recruited people at the rank of deputy and above for a meeting, and tomorrow he would urgently mobilize the army to participate in the 'valley operation', and the merit pool was unprecedented, with 300 meritorious deeds. Why do you want to tell you secretly? Among so many brothers, I admire you the most, at the meeting, I also recommended you to the head of the Yuan, I told the head of the group, Pastoral is a well-deserved rookie first, tomorrow's action, even if I don't go, Pastoral must go. Commander Yuan adopted my advice and appointed you as one of the main attack banners, and appointed you to be responsible for coordinating the cover work of the entire samurai regiment. I am the assault commander of the whole regiment, and you are the cover chief of the whole regiment. Wu Yu finished speaking in one breath, and the word "whole group" was aggravated, and then patted Muge's shoulder: "Brother Mu, you know me, I just want to drink, smoke and play with women, Yuan Tuan asked me to be the assault commander, I don't want to go, but I can't help it." But you work so hard, I can't let you bury it, I have to recommend it to the higher-ups. Fight for fame tomorrow, you see. ”

The first assault is a tentative attack, usually leaving a group of corpses behind and returning frustrated. It is often necessary to organize several strong attacks and figure out the tactics in order to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. It is precisely because of this that the merit of the main attack flag is particularly high.

Pastoral thought to himself, didn't Tang Wei recommend me. But Mu Ge didn't care about these little things, hurriedly grabbed Wu Yu's hand, and shook it vigorously: "Thank you, brother, for remembering me." Tomorrow the battle will be successful, and there will be no distinction between each other in the future. ”

"Well said. Brother Shepherd is even above me. No wonder you have strict discipline and a high realm. Then don't say much, so that others don't gossip. Don't overdo it. Wu Yu clenched his fists and hurried away. Mu Ge looked at Wu Yu's back and thought: "It's still necessary to get along with Yu Ye, he always revolves around the high-level, and he will be the first to notify me if there is information." ”

Back at home, Roujia looked up at Madrigal and said, "How do you associate with that kind of person?" He was surrounded by black things, and I could smell the vomit. "Heartweavers can sense emotions, so Roujia always comes up with new descriptions.

Muge thought to herself that Rou Jia could only sense emotions and could not decipher brain waves, so she hated Wu Yu's smell of alcohol. Wu Yu has held a feast in the past two days, and even the Military Discipline Department can't help him, and he doesn't know how many girl prisoners he has spoiled after drinking, and there are inevitably "black things" floating on his body, Rou Jia must be very bored. And the madrigal is not easy to explain.

"What can I do if I don't associate with him? Good thing I don't like to drink. You won't always smell vomit. Madrigal touched Roujia's hair and smiled. Roujia let him touch it, and after a while, she suddenly lowered her head and wiped her tears.

"What's wrong with you?" Madrigal noticed that Roujia was shedding tears.

"Not really. Rou Jia turned her face away, didn't show him, and was quiet for a while, before she said generously: "When I was a child, my sisters in my hometown liked to touch my head. After immigrating, I sometimes think of them. ”

"Do you miss Vega?" asked Madrigal thoughtfully. He knew that Roujia had no relatives in Li Xingxing, but this was Roujia's sad place - her relatives died in this starry sky.

Roujia shook her head and said stubbornly, "No." ”

Madrigal knew that he was the center of the war, and Roujia would follow him from place to place, not even having citizenship, and might be robbed by the higher-ups. Unless he marries Roujia himself, it is difficult to guarantee her safety. But this is the place where Roujia's family is ruined, not her long-term residence. The safest arrangement is to help Roujia return to her hometown and let the "sisters" of the family take care of her. However, even if Madrigal plans for Roujia with his heart, he is a little reluctant to Roujia. Thinking about it like this, sorrow and farewell arise spontaneously.

Rou Jia also sensed something, and took the cuffs of the pastoral song and shook it gently: "Don't think too much, I'm fine." ”

Outside called Madrigal to a meeting, Madrigal agreed, took Roujia's hand, told "pay attention to safety", and then hurried away.

Roujia looked at Pastoral's back until her vision was cut off by the door. Her heart was a little empty, and it was a new feeling.

Pastoral is also in turmoil. is obviously rushing towards the meeting that will determine the future of his life, but his heart is full of Roujia's voice and smile. Her mystery has changed from a "problem left over from history" to a fascination, and her voice has changed from a provocative to a homely warmth. Madrigal only said the kind of mean words in front of Roujia, "You delayed me to climb the wealthy family", but Roujia saw the pompousness of Madrigal, but did not laugh at him, but accepted the truest and meanest side of Madrigal, and treated it gently. The taste of that spoonful of cake is so sweet that the pastoral song can't forget it.

Madrigal knew that Roujia was a heart weaver, so he had already broken the jar and broken, and he didn't hide his disadvantages in front of Roujia. Whether it's mean snobbery, ambition or ambition, it's all put on the table. After getting used to it, Pastoral relied on such a life, and could no longer live a life of "whitewashing in front of people and being lonely behind the scenes".

There are only two people who will not turn away after knowing the most real and unbearable you. One is motherhood, and the other is true love. Madrigal is afraid that he loves Roujia.

"Unless you marry Roujia yourself, it is difficult to guarantee her safety. "It's more reluctant to dispel a new thought that pops into your mind than to get rid of an unplanned pregnancy. Madrigal knew that this thought would make it impossible for him to sleep, so he began to seriously consider sending Roujia back to his hometown. This is the best protection for Roujia.

He thought about the girl in the house, and he was distraught when he rushed into the cruiser. The confidential secretary actually recognized him and personally led Madrigal into the conference room. He knocked on the door and entered, and saw that there were already three circles of people sitting inside, the god of war and the front-line commander sitting at the table, the logistics department and the army centurion sitting in the outer circle, and the teacup and notebook on the long table. And the deputy of each flag has a chair sitting in the outermost circle. The god of war was speaking, and Madrigal walked behind Tang Wei like an invisible man and sat down quietly.

Zheng Xuan wore a snow-white uniform and gave stern instructions: "When fighting in the star system, the gateway thousands of kilometers away can be accurately located; when we land on the planet, the mountainous areas of several hundred kilometers have become blind spots? The energy of the gateway has affected the flagship, and the staff office has reprimanded, so you will report it? Is it that Zheng Xuan is not good at it, or is it that your army is drifting? If the rebels escape through the gateway under their noses, our victory will be ignored, because the entire capital will report on the huge accident of 'escaping the enemy'!" At that time, no one should think about meritorious service, everyone should be responsible!"

The voice of the god of war was not loud, but it was not angry and mighty, and the martial gods below all bowed their heads and shorthanded, only the rustle of taking notes. Muge stared at Zheng Xuan, fascinated by the general's demeanor.

Tang Wei sat on the second line, not moving at all, without fear.

The god of war scanned the conference table, his gaze was like the spotlight of a magnifying glass burning ants, and any person who stayed on his face could burn people and sting unbearably: "You guys are good people down there." I've heard of people having a big feast for three days, and the army can sit idly by. Is it okay for me to send you to the temple to eat incense? If this goes on, you don't know that the rebels have escaped, and this kind of accident can cause a sensation in the capital! Let me tell you, if something happens, not only will I not cover for you, but I will also apply to the Temple of the God of War to file a case for strict investigation, and the first to investigate is you drinking and prostitutes! You have a bad style, don't kill us! Zheng Xuan's brilliant achievements in the past 10 years will be vetoed by you in this accident! I will not criticize you by name here. Reflect!"

Pastoral Ge saw that the head of the Meteor Warrior Troupe, Yuan, was sweating like rain, and the tip of the pen on the notebook was trembling. The incorruptibility of the god of war, its might.

It was the first time for Madrigal to attend such a serious meeting, and he felt that he had seen a lot. He knew that the God of War was mentioning Wu Yu, so he couldn't help but look back and see Wu Yu sitting in the middle of the deputy with his head shrunk, eager to curl up into a ball.

"I thought no one could cure Wu Yu. Pastoral snickered.