The Storm Fighter restarted, and the equipment returned to normal. An electronic synthesized voice sounded in the cockpit: "The space jump is complete, and the fighters can return to their berths." All fighters need to be grounded within 30 minutes, and after 1 hour, the starship will make a second space jump. ”

Chu Jungui glanced around, there was a completely unfamiliar background in space, and it was impossible to tell the difference.

He activated the Storm Fighter's engine, and with a clang, the fighter detached from the starship's surface and entered free flight. This time, there was no enemy, and there was no state of emergency, so the test subject did not engage in extreme operations such as artillery acceleration and collision and mooring, and honestly docked at the berth, and operated at a glance, which was more classic than textbooks.

After getting off the storm fighter, Chu Jungui's legs were weak, and he instantly felt that the battle armor on his body was heavier than a mountain. And all parts of the body are constantly alarming. Fortunately, the warning messages are not damaged, and most of them are due to lack of energy.

So Chu Jungui knew that he was hungry.

There were already a few staff members next to the fighter plane, and they hurriedly came over to support Chu Jungui and took him to the maintenance room next to him to change the battle armor. After an air battle, there are many cases where the pilot is too tired to climb out of the cabin, and these staff members have long been used to it.

As soon as the helmet of the Storm Driver was removed, the staff thoughtfully brought over a bottle of energy drink. Chu Jungui bit the straw and sucked it all in one gulp.

The staff member looked at the empty 2-liter bottle for a second.

Another staff member reacted and hurriedly hugged another drink bottle, and Chu Jungui sucked it up again.

The two staff members took turns to fight, and Chu Jungui drank six large bottles of drinks before saying that it was enough. The two staff members looked at the six empty bottles on the ground and stayed together for a second.

This is not an ordinary drink, but a high-energy drink designed to quickly replenish energy and calories, extremely high in calories, 12 liters of drink is equivalent to at least seven or eight kilograms of pure fat. Normal people will be full after drinking half a liter, such as fighter pilots, who have undergone many genetic optimizations and have strict training, basically cannot drink a 2-liter bottle.

Chu Jun came back with 6 bottles, which naturally shocked them.

When he walked out of the Storm Steering Warframe, in fact, the test subject was still a little unsatisfied, and felt that he could still have 6 more bottles, but looking at the eyes of the staff, he felt that it was better to slow down first, anyway, his stomach had already bottomed up. As for having enough to eat, you can wait for a few suppers at night when no one is around, and one meal in half an hour is enough.

The two staff members were staring at Chu Jungui's body, not understanding why a person drank 12 liters of drink, and his stomach didn't grow at all.

Of course, Chu Jungui wouldn't tell them that these drinks had been evenly distributed all over their bodies. He just felt a little too much water right now, and wanted to spit out a few liters. But looking at the faces of the staff, let's wait and see. Anyway, it will always be useful to keep the water.

What the staff took out was not the original lancer armor, but a set of general-purpose armor in the starship. Chu Jungui did not object, after all, the battle with the Federation was in full swing, and wearing the opponent's battle armor was really a bit dazzling.

After changing into battle armor, a road map automatically appeared in front of Chu Jungui's eyes, guiding him to the starship's command room.

Without the need for a crew to lead, Chu Jungui followed the instructions of the road map and walked into the automatic shuttle. The shuttle looked like an enlarged beverage can, and after the hatch was closed, it moved along the special passage, and in the blink of an eye, it sent Chu Jun to the upper area of the front of the starship.

Chu Jungui walked out of the shuttle, followed the guidance of the road map, passed through an identification and security checkpoint, and walked into the command area of the starship.

The real command room is not very large, and it is already a little cramped with a dozen people sitting in it. Everyone sat casually, and a few even sat directly on the table against the wall. The most serious one in it was Lin Xi, and the most indecent one was the guy in the middle who was half-collapsed on the sofa, with his feet thrown high on the desk in front of him.

He was wearing a tight-fitting and light battle armor, and he didn't show his face, and several rays of light shot out from his palms, forming a light screen, and all the data scrolling on it was dense.

When Chu Jungui walked into the room, everyone turned their heads to look at him in an instant, and it was so neat that it made people's hearts furious.

The subject looked around, but couldn't find much to stay, so he chose a position to stand there against the wall.

Although the man in the middle has changed his armor, it can be known from the unique mist coat of arms that he is the owner of this starship and the agent sent by the Special Operations Department to rescue Lin Xi and Chu Jungui.

After Chu Jungui came in, he seemed to glance at Chu Jungui, and then said, "Everyone is here, let's start." ”

A person standing next to him at the table glanced at the personal terminal and said, "The probability of the return of Konoe 1 to 3 is ...... after calculation."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the owner of the starship, "Don't talk nonsense! They can't come back, we know, they know!"

There was silence in the command hall.

The owner of the starship changed his posture, looked up at the ceiling, and said slowly: "Three ships, 1,500 warriors, 11 partners and brothers, just gone?"

No one answered.

The owner of the starship didn't ask any more, and said a little tiredly, "Go ahead." ”

The person who reported earlier paused and said, "Without them, we wouldn't have been able to escape." ”

The owner of the starship said slowly: "I don't like the word escape, but this time, it is indeed escaped." ”

"Next up is the results statistics. The mothership Mareal was unable to attack due to space jump preparations, and only light self-defense weapons shot down 4 Federation fighters. With the exception of Konoe 1 to 3, there were no starship battles, and the results were mainly Federation fighters. Here are the results of the sortie fighters. ”

He paused for a few seconds before continuing: "No. 100, Eran, with a record of 2 ordinary fighters, crashed from his own plane; No. 99, Li Yuansheng, with a record of 3 ordinary fighters, crashed from his own plane; ......."

The long list brought all the heaviness, and it was not until the 19th that there was no word about the crash of the plane. By this point, the record had improved to 13, and there had been a third-level ace.

Chu Jungui doesn't quite understand what a third-level ace is, it's probably similar to the Christophe he killed?

The list goes on.

"3rd place, Liu Mei, 21 fighters with a record, 3rd place ace at level 3. ”

Reading this, the man suddenly paused for a moment, and then slowly continued: "2nd place, well, 2nd place, illusory, ...... record"

Before he could finish reading, the owner of the starship snatched the light screen with his hands and looked at it carefully.

He watched for ten minutes before staring at the man who released the results, his gaze through the mask as sharp as an invisible blade, "You're not mistaken?"

Despite being a subordinate, the man still had a minimum bottom line and backbone, and shook his head: "No." ”

The owner of the starship threw the light screen back at him and said, "Keep reading!"