"What's your story?" How did you join this space-time expedition? Don't tell me it's a big secret. Fred asked, leaning against the wall in a more comfortable position. Anyway, as long as the two of them are still cooperating, he doesn't believe that Lu Feng will not reveal any information, and if he asks one question after another, the other party will always have to say something!

"I know what you're doing, it's not going to work!" Lu Feng seemed to see his plan clearly, and persuaded him to dispel his thoughts of clichés.

"I just want to know where you trained, you and your team look professional, you must have seen a lot of big scenes!" Tell me what the battlefields of other worlds are like? Is it all like that? Fred pointed to the distant firelight.

At this time, the sun had set, and the fire he pointed to was an open space that had just been bombed by the Star Covenant ships nearly a hundred kilometers away, and it had fallen into a sea of fire, and the fire caused by the plasma cannon fire would be completely dyed red, just like the rising sun in the morning.

Lu Feng decided to answer this question after thinking about it, although his identity information and the actions he participated in were real "confidential information", but he did not have any living immediate family members left in his maternal plane.

If your identity is leaked out, you don't have to worry about anyone retaliating. As for the task information, Shen Chao also said before that he could disclose some mission information to the other party as appropriate to increase the chance of their successful recruitment.

"If you're asking about the internal pattern of how the war is conducted, the weapons used, and whatever, the answer is pretty much the same. No matter what the world, war is always as simple and straightforward as ever. But if you're asking about the intensity of the war, all I can say is that the battlefield on this planet is by far the most intense we've seen! ”

Lu Feng answered the other party's question honestly. Although the answer was vague, it was at least a start, and Fred was sure that the other party was willing to share some information, so he quickly asked his personal most concerns.

"How long can this continue?" I mean this rescue operation. Fred asked eagerly. Like George and many other Spartan warriors, he spent a long part of his military training as a teenager on the Reach.

Although he had little contact with people outside the barracks like everyone else at that time, he grew up. Many of his recuperations and post-injury recuperations were carried out at Zhiyuanxing, so this place has always been his second home. Therefore, he was also very sad about the defeat of UNSC in the Battle of Zhiyuan.

At present, it is very unrealistic to expect UNSC to come back immediately or even in the future. This space-time expedition with a mysterious origin has become the only hope to save the survivors on Zhiyuan, and what he wants to know is how long this "beacon of hope" can be lit. How many people can be saved.

"1 day, maybe 2 days, if it weren't for this plan without you, we would have called it a day tonight." As before, Lu Feng replied very dryly. The tone was as natural as talking about going home for the weekend, without taking into account the hundreds of millions of people on the planet's surface who needed to be rescued.

"What, the Covenant has just started orbital bombardment, it will take them a few months to turn the surface into a dead field, and before that, we have at least a month to save people!" Fred objected when he heard that the expedition was ready to withdraw so quickly.

Although the evacuation of the previous expedition was very successful, tens of millions of people were evacuated. But Reach is a densely populated giant colony with a resident population of nearly 600 million. Even taking into account the huge military and civilian casualties that have been caused by the recent war, there should be at least 300 million people left on the surface at this time.

"We don't have the technical strength to stay that long. Staying too long is bound to attract the attention of the Star Alliance! What will inevitably follow is our casualties! Lu Feng looked at him and replied in a natural tone.

In his opinion, it is acceptable to give up the lives of hundreds of millions of people on this planet in order to ensure the safety of the expedition's front-line personnel, but this view obviously cannot be shared by their guides.

"So you're afraid of casualties?" You've got the most advanced weapons I've ever seen, an army of machines that are just a wave away. and a fleet...... But you're afraid of casualties? We are warriors, and our duty is to sacrifice ourselves to save the masses! ”

Seeing that Lu Feng's answer was so indifferent, Fred immediately argued very excitedly, and even briefly forgot that the other party was not a Spartan warrior like himself. I also forgot that the other party and myself are just a cooperative relationship.

"No, that's your duty as a Spartan warrior, not ours! You have a responsibility to these people, we don't. Our priority is to stay alive, and helping you save lives is just a choice we have made out of humanitarianism! Lu Feng sighed and explained with a little impatience.

He could understand the thoughts of the big Spartan warrior on the other side, and he himself had a very similar thought circuit as a "child soldier" under another regime, but now, as a full-fledged expedition member, he made the same moral compromises as the rest of the expedition members.

In normal times, the personal moral tendencies of an expedition member are his own business, and it is his personal choice whether to be loving or mean and strict to people in the other plane. But when it comes to action, their group safety is higher than that of a qiē, and no matter who the other party is, it is not as important as their own companions.

At about the same time that Team 102 was trying to reconcile with their guide, a brief welcome and celebration ceremony was underway almost 10 light-years away. Master Chief: They returned to the UNSC Space Command Center on Earth two days ago in a Forerunner spacecraft.

When they first arrived in the solar system, they were almost attacked as enemies by the newly defeated friendly fleet due to the unknown type of ship they were piloting. It wasn't until Cortana signaled friend or foe and was repeatedly confirmed by the other party that she was released.

After they docked the Precursor spacecraft, the group stepped out of the ship, and they received a heroic welcome. UNSC soldiers stood on both sides of the passage to cheer them on, streamers fluttered and a small military band played the welcome song. Several reporters were recording the historic moment with their cameras, and a group of senior commanders were also at the exit to praise them.

It's like a dream, but it's a pity that it's just a public relations show arranged urgently! After the defeat of Zhiyuanxing, the UNSC was at the peak of defeatism at this time.

The UNSC's fleet command and propaganda department is eagerly searching for any positive information to use to propagate in preparation for the inevitable battle to defend the Earth. Master Chief's unexpected return provided this material, so it was used for the first time.

After they delivered the Precursor craft to Fleet Command and gave their respective reports of previous operations, most of the people involved were immediately taken away by expressionless ONI agents for further detailed questioning.

Master Chief and Cortana were given a detailed security check, with Master Chief taking off his armor for the doctor to examine and Cortana being sent to the technical department to check the code and the technical information she had brought back.

After a long day of tossing and turning, they were regrouped and told to meet the newly appointed fleet commander, Admiral Hood, and the rest of the UNSC leadership. This series of tosses is a direct manifestation of the struggle for power between the UNSC fleet command and the ONI.

The newly appointed Admiral Hood was supposed to have ONI complete an internal investigation before choosing whether or not to meet with Master Chief, but both himself and other senior UNSC commanders, as well as government agencies on Earth, were curious about Master Chief's journey around the belt.

Forerunner, Space-Time Council, massive technical data...... These things meant so much to them that they didn't have the patience to wait for ONI's findings and aftermath to summon them as soon as they had completed their security checks.

Outside a conference room on a military space station, the Master Chief, dressed in his regular uniform, was sitting on a bench with Sergeant Johnson, waiting for an audience from the fleet commander. Due to his many adventures in the Ring, and one of the few people who "claimed" to have seen the personnel of the Time Expedition, he had been subjected to various physical and psychological tests throughout the previous day.

His armor, which almost never left his body, was also sent to ONI's independent technical department for inspection and repair, and it was not returned to him for a while. So, although he didn't like it very much, he still changed into an insecure navy uniform to come back to his life.

Master Chief remembers that when he was a young child, he liked the uniform that represented honor in their eyes, as much as other friends in the training camp, and dreamed that he could grow up to wear a military uniform as handsome as the instructor and serve the UNSC and all mankind.

But later, when he did grow up and entered the battlefield as a Spartan warrior, practicality gradually replaced aesthetics as the standard by which he considered a piece of clothing. Unless it was necessary for maintenance or a direct order from the commander, he and the other Spartan warriors would always wear Mjolnir armor.

This can ensure that they have maximum combat effectiveness at any time, and over time, Thor's hammer is no longer a set of armor to strengthen their combat effectiveness, but more like a second layer of skin, becoming a natural extension of their body. (To be continued......)

PS: First of all, thank you for the "CCR1, please call me ~ZERO~, Gray Undead, Moon Shadow, hill2" and the "valky" for rewarding in the past two days.

I didn't update last night because I was chasing a new American drama.,It's so cool to watch and forget the code word.,Today's even later is because I went out for a crazy online game in the afternoon.,I went home at night.。

This week, the black cat will try to compensate for more words, and I'll see you tomorrow