Raised his hand and wiped his old face, after all, he was a general who was used to seeing big scenes, and Setren regained his composure, but the trace of resentment in his eyes could not be removed.

"Natra, Your Excellency, please, I have prepared the meeting room, and we can sit down and discuss the next plan."

Yes, let's go quickly! Lao Tzu's heart can't stand it!

Standing in place and not moving, the blood-colored giant with an oppressive momentum suddenly made a hammer chest salute, and his sonorous voice was full of seriousness: "You have protected my Emma, I owe you a favor, anything, as long as you open your mouth, as long as I can do it, I will not say a word!" This is my promise! ”

Some excited questioning voices came from behind Setron, her eyes widened, and Emma, who was trembling all over, asked almost with a roar, "Who the hell are you?!! ”

The momentum of the blood-colored giant seemed to leak out because of this sentence, and his originally straight body shrank slightly, and he actually took on a flattering gesture, and sneered a little wryly: "Emma, it's me!" ”

A sneering exhaust sound came from the link between the giant's helmet and the armor, and the mechanical agitation caused the armor to detach from its neck, and the giant removed his helmet, revealing a large, angular face.

Emma looked at this somewhat familiar face blankly, the tears in her eyes could not be stopped any longer, and she cried out with a wow: "Is it really you?" I thought you were dead! Why are you scaring me! Brother, brother! ”

Bai Zhi looked at Emma, who was holding himself firmly, and pressed her head against her chest and abdomen, with a pair of big hands for fear of hurting the other party, and she didn't know where to put it.

……

The one-on-one meeting between Bai Zhi and Setren went on for a long time, and no one knew exactly what the two of them said until the end.

Walking out of the living room, Admiral Setrun still had an indifferent expression, as if the two of them had just exchanged a few casual greetings, while Bai Zhi just put a pair of eyes on his Emma, as if there was nothing else in the world except Emma.

The high-ranking members of the Federation, who had already taken refuge in the rear, quickly issued a commendation order, praising everyone for their outstanding performance in the defense of Valenza, especially in a large number of tributes to Bai Zhi.

It's just that, intriguingly, the Federal Assembly did not pass Bai Zhi's proposal to be promoted to interstellar marshal, but only gave a false name to the wartime commander-in-chief of the Federation, and ordered the Natra Legion to wipe out the Salin Empire fleet that was still stranded in the territory of the Federation, without even mentioning the actual rights.

Two days later, the situation at Valença had stabilized, and the Natra legion, which had rested for a while, was back on its way.

Emma, on the other hand, was left behind in the Thirteenth Fleet.

Under the auspices of Admiral Setrun, the reconstruction of Valença, which was almost in ruins, began.

……

There are a few more uninvited guests on the Silent Fury.

Under the pretext that the Natra Legion was not familiar with the federal military system, the Federal Assembly urgently dispatched a wartime liaison officer, and the liaison officer with the secret order of the Federal Assembly was almost like Lord Chincha, who began to "inspect" everywhere as soon as he got on the warship, and ordered a combat meeting on the first day.

However, the ironclad Natra Legion was completely beyond the imagination of the liaison officer, not to mention the combat meeting, and even Bai Zhi did not meet in person, and all the twenty-one people in the group, including the liaison officer, were placed under house arrest.

In charge of the guarding work, it is the veterans of the Skull Corps, this group has experienced one battle after another, and after getting in close contact with the evil gate symbol of the skull master again and again, they have an inexplicable change in spirit, staring at everyone with that bloodthirsty eyes, and the look of wanting to disembowel everyone, but they almost didn't say it.

The battleship shuddered violently, and an awkward feeling as if it had crawled out of a puddle of slime made the faces of the Federal Liaison Officer and his party suddenly turn pale.

Is this, finally out of subspace navigation?

There is no concept of time in subspace, but those who are familiar with subspace navigation can approximate the distance traveled by virtue of the physiological reaction at the moment when the subspace is broken.

The liaison officer at the head stroked his beautiful and neat mustache, but his heart was full of surprise, this distance far exceeded the distance between the invasion fleet of the Salin Empire and Valensa, and even far exceeded the distance of any subspace voyage he had ever experienced!

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave the entourage a look, did this Natra legion find something? Why did not the combat position be reached according to the predetermined order? Also, such a long-distance subspace navigation technology, which has surpassed the technical level of nearby countries, does this Natra represent the power of a certain advanced civilization?

It seems that I have to talk to this Natra, but I want to see for myself who this guy with an exaggerated record is!

A small metal ball appeared out of thin air in the mustache liaison officer's hand, and an electromagnetic wave that disrupted the surveillance equipment was transmitted from the ball.

In the next moment, the twenty-one people who were paralyzed on the ground due to the reaction of ultra-long-distance subspace navigation recovered one step ahead of the veterans of the Skull Corps, and pounced on the guards as if they had been calculated in advance.

Five veterans who had experienced the tragic battlefield and were outstanding in various aspects were caught off guard by the sudden attack as soon as they reacted, surpassing the combat skills of ordinary soldiers but unable to even resist under the attackers.

Four veterans were killed with a single blow, and the remaining one was firmly pressed to the ground.

With a smile on his face, the mustache made a long cut in the veteran's neck with his dagger, and a large stream of blood flowed down the veteran's neck, quickly soaking a large area of the ground.

"You still have three minutes, before the blood runs out, you still have three minutes to bring in the guards at the door, perhaps, you still have a chance to live!"

Looking at the undisguised look of fear on the veteran's face, as if he was holding the victory, the mustache pursed his lips slightly, allowing his subordinates to release the palm that was covering the veteran's mouth.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the veteran's face, and his eyes were filled with a nervous feeling, as if he was enjoying his own death.

A creepy feeling made the hairs on the back of the mustache explode.

A large stream of blood flowed out of his mouth, and the veteran seemed to muster up all his strength, and shouted out a sentence in a hoarse voice: "Blood sacrifice to the blood god!" ”

With a snort, a dagger pierced the veteran's neck and pierced directly into the veteran's trachea.

But it was too late, and the door slammed open, and the two guards guarding the door seemed to have no regard for their companion who might still be alive, and a frenzied rain of bullets poured into the room.