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Soon after the Fallen Angel left the Talida star system, Kylienia sent a message asking him why he had been there for so long, but it was just an exchange of hostages. How did it take so much time? The completion ceremony of the first battleship production line still needs him. Let's make a speech.

This was something that was confirmed a few days ago, Kylinia wrote a manuscript specially for him to recite. But she didn't know that the manuscript was thrown into the trash can by Captain Tang, and then dumped into the trash recycling bin by Claire.

With a large number of engineering teams working around the clock, the completion of the first space production line adapted to destroyer and light cruiser-class warships is indeed a happy thing. However, he is really not interested in speeches, ribbon cutting, and so on, even if many guests have arrived at the Dillard Star System, including Connor, the former head of the Babylonian branch of the Redeemer Humanitarian Foundation who once helped him speak. ? Raphael.

He hates this kind of formalism, thinks it is bureaucratic and has no practical meaning. But as the person in charge of Morningstar Casting, he must also attend the ceremony, speak some scenes, and meet the defiant figures in the Star Alliance society.

He has a headache, really a headache. Fortunately, the sudden change gave him an excuse to miss the ceremony.

He told Kylienia what happened to the Talida star system, and then passed a piece of video data, and under the woman's angry and helpless gaze, he pressed the stop button.

When people learned that the terrible tragedy occurred in the Talida star system, the city in the sky was reduced to a city of bones, and all of this may be related to the armed forces of God, Captain Tang drove the spacecraft to pursue the dark forces, and dedicated himself to the safety of mortals. Power. Would they still blame him for not attending the ceremony? Obviously not, people will praise him for his overall consideration, appreciate his contribution to society, and think that he is a good person with a sense of responsibility and justice.

Zhao Jiali didn't know what he was thinking, and naively said: "You are really a very good person. I am proud to have friends like you."

Captain Tang smirked honestly. Claire rubbed her temples with her hands, looking dumbfounded. Few people knew Captain Tang better than her, and no one knew what he was thinking better than her.

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In about a day, the Fallen Angel arrived at the stellar system of the capital of the Republic of Date, and successfully passed the outer curvy interception net, and appeared in the distant airspace of Krengel.

The unique shield system of the Fallen Angel was activated as soon as it left the wormhole. The beam from the space-based reconnaissance facility was absorbed and shielded, and it was discovered by the garrisoned navy in a short time.

The Eramok star system is located in the heart of the Republic of Date, and the scale is smaller than that of the Akubado star system. There is only one planet around the "Eramok"-Krengel, And "Iramok" itself is a red dwarf star.

As the capital star system of a country, this is obviously a bit of a petty. It is not a binary star system like the Duma star system of the Star Alliance, nor does it have a diamond planet that attracts the world’s attention like the Socatu star system of the Sauron Empire. It also has more than the Khanos star system of the Turanx United Kingdom. The situation is different for each planet.

The reason why the Republic of Date regards the Eramok star system as its national capital is that there is an ancient city on the Krengel Star ------ Torchlight City.

Perhaps because he knew that he was about to part with Tang Fang and others, Zhao Jiali's mood was a little depressed, and he no longer kept chattering around Claire like before. In fact, the age difference between the two is not too far, but it makes people feel that there is a big difference, one is so stable, and the other is innocent like a little girl.

Fortunately, this situation came quickly and went quickly. As if she had figured out something, she jumped to a place near the door, looked at the people on the bridge and said, "Although I don’t like it here, but really, Juguangcheng is A very beautiful city."

Tang Fang and Claire walked to her, smiled and said, "It's a pleasure to be used to seeing the bare ground of Laxis and to admire the scenery of Juguang City."

"Then...my lady will make it difficult to be your tour guide." She smiled brightly, her teeth white like pearls: "Mr. Bukharin, Mr. Aros, do you want to come together?"

The way she waved her hands had a special appeal, which made people feel lighter.

"Ah, I forgot. Someone still needs to guard the battleship here." The smile faded away, and she became a little depressed.

"It's okay." Tang Fang clapped his hands, the safety door opened, and a GHOST walked into the bridge: "After we leave, he will leave the Angel in the pilot's seat, and he will return here to meet up when things are done."

The veteran hadn't spoken much since returning to the Fallen Angel, and looked very worried.

Lev Milonovich Bukharin walked over and pulled him up from the ground: "The little girl invited us so enthusiastically. Don’t make an expression that no one else enters. It’s very hurtful. My face."

Aros glanced at him, did not speak, obviously not intending to give him this face.

"You will make her cry if you do, just like before..."

"I see." The veteran interrupted him, picked up the lighter on the coffee table, and walked towards Zhao Jiali who was looking forward to it.

Lev Milonovich Bukharin shrugged, raised his **** to his back, and muttered in a low voice: "If you can't even figure it out, I'm the boss of some black BANG."

A special operations transport ship escaped from the belly of the Fallen Angel and sailed towards Krengel.

Five minutes later, the energy ball on the tail of the Fallen Angel swung a circle of ripples, and the water wave-like light traces spread across the hull, disappearing into this cosmic space in the blink of an eye, without whereabouts.

With the help of Emma, ​​the special operations transport ship carefully avoided the surveillance of Krengel star space-based equipment and patrol fleet, cut into the area of ​​Juguang City from the dividing line of night and day, and finally landed on a mountain area designated by Zhao Jiali between.

It was evening, and the light of "Iramok" passed through the woodland, shining on the dark hull of the special operations transport ship, painted in a warm color. Zhao Jiali took Claire's hand and ran out of the cabin, looked up at the sunset, took a deep breath, and said: "The time is just right." Then he pulled Claire and rushed to the woods ahead.

When Tang Fang, Aros, and Bukharin came out of the cabin, there were only two looming figures in the forest.

"This girl, I'm not afraid of getting lost." Bukharin shook his head, took a look at the sky, and then switched the mobile video camera to compass mode, and found that the two people were running in the right direction.

Because there was a dense forest in front of him and it was impossible to ride the vehicle, Tang Fang shook his head and had to choose to walk: "Let's go."

The three of them walked forward for a while. As the trees became denser and denser, as the height increased, the roar of a car engine was faintly heard, and there was a conversation between Zhao Jiali and Kleiya.

When they stepped on the ridge, they found that the terrain in front of them tended to be gentle, and the clean and bright road stretched under their feet, bending and spiraling in the distance, forming a very visually impactful mountain lane.

When shipping has become the mainstream long-distance transportation method, few people choose road transportation. Whether it is out of feelings or from a historical and cultural perspective, this mountain lane gives him a special intimacy.

"Hey...we're here." The girl's shout awakened him. With a helpless smile, he jumped down the hill with the two behind him, crossed the driveway, and entered the protruding cliff area in front.

As the altitude increases slowly, the closer to the location of Zhao Jiali and Clea, the wider the field of vision.

Until he stepped up the stairs and reached the meticulously repaired platform at the top of the cliff area, the scene that jumped into his eyes suddenly amazed his eyes. Only at this moment did he truly appreciate the beauty of Juguang City.

Torchlight City existed before the founding of the Date Republic. It is a relic of the Star Alliance era. No, it should be said that it is a legacy.

There is a Pinghu in this mountainous ridge. In the center of the lake stands a huge torch dyed golden by the setting sun. It is inserted straight into the landscape and casts a burning light and shadow on the lake.

Around the Pinghu Lake, the white lake beach is surrounded by a stepped building that radiates to the rising mountains in the distance. The ring road ends there, and the greenery covering the world embraces this pearl. In the sky, there was a touch of whiteness left by the shuttle plane, and occasionally water birds could be seen flying from the shore of the lake to the place where the sun fell.

The slightly moist wind blows on his face, washing away the dust on his body and dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind.

No wonder Zhao Jiali wanted him to fall here. From here, the beauty of the entire Juguang City was in sight. Green hills and clear waters, evening sun, white beach birds, golden roofs...Although this is not like the cradle earth of human civilization, it has a place in the history of interstellar development.

Zhao Jiali grabbed the handrail and looked at the lake, shouting loudly: "It's been 7 years...I'm back here again. I'm fine, how are you?"

Claire was puzzled and asked who she was talking to. The girl said it was the little friends who accompanied her to grow up. It is the mountain, the tree, the water, the stars in the sky, and the charming torch in the distance.

"You know... it reminds me of the dusk in Kesumer." Bukharin didn't know when he climbed over the fence and sat on the top of the cliff unscrupulously, his eyes falling on the sunset in the west mountains.

"Yeah." Aros didn't say much, but only softly agreed.

Bukharin held up the slightly white photo, held it above his head, and placed it in the evening light, watching the sun dye the faces in the photo golden.

Zhao Jiali saw the photo in his hand and suddenly suggested: "Let's take a picture."

Tang Fang shook his head and said helplessly, "Is this an occupational disease?"

Kleiya gave him a push: "Don't you always please girls? Why do you become as annoying as Howson now."

"Hey, hey... you are always the one who knows best."

Claire said so, even Aros, who was most afraid of trouble, had to sell her face.

Tang Fang originally thought that he was just using a mobile video camera to take a group photo, just like Bukharin posted the group photo of the two on Facebook to upload X, and at the same time pave the way for the Red Martyrs Party.

How did you know that Zhao Jiali opened the backpack placed on the stone table next to it, took out a retro-style high-precision camera from it, and then took out the folding bracket to fix it on the ground in the dull eyes of everyone.

When she fixed the camera and was about to adjust the lens, she saw something wrong in the eyes of the people on the other side.

"Did you forget... I am a photographer."

"So, you are an occupational disease." This sentence was to Zhao Jiali, but his gaze was slanted to Kleiya beside him.

The girl ignored him and moved closer, giving Bukharin a place.

Zhao Jiali adjusted the angle and focus, expanded the scenery of Juguang City, set the timing function, and quickly ran back to Tang Fang.

The order now is that she and Claire are standing on the side of Tang, slightly behind Bukharin and Aros.

In terms of taking photos, Tang Fang and Aros have a similar attitude, and they are not very interested, even in the eyes of outsiders, there is a feeling of deliberately avoiding the camera. In fact, he didn't understand why this happened, just like right now, his expression is always a little unnatural.

Aros's face was always the same, as hard as a stone, no fixed smile could be seen. Perhaps it was because everyone had already accepted his character, and there was no sense of disobedience.

Claire smiled very gently, Zhao Jiali smiled brilliantly. Bukharin hugged Aros' shoulder with his left hand, clenched his right hand with a thumbs up, and tried to open his mouth, revealing a row of shiny silver teeth, which looked a bit funny, and could not see the seriousness of the black BANG leader.

Just a second before the shutter fell, he shouted, not "eggplant", not "money", not even "Tianqi".

"Come on, one, two, three, open the room!"

Aros' face was exposed to the sun like an iceberg, showing signs of loosening. Tang Fang had a strange expression of confounding mixed with thoughts, which was much more natural than the stiff smile just now.

Claire no longer smiled softly, and chuckled. The expression on Zhao Jiali's face is the most exaggerated, from the original brilliant to unbelievable, and then to the crying and laughing.

The indicator light flashed, the shutter fell, and the scenery in the presentation frame was frozen. Also retained were the vivid and interesting faces of Tang Fang, Kleiya and others~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Aros glanced at him and walked away directly. Claire shook her head and smiled bitterly, finally understanding why Tang Fang had an inexplicable smile in her eyes every time he mentioned the black BANG boss.

She is not Elena, so naturally she wouldn't be so ashamed of Bukharin's "open the house" that she wanted to find a place to sew in.

She was really curious about how such a guy became the boss of the rogue group of the Red Martyrs Party.

Zhao Jiali woke up from the astonishment and grabbed the black BANG boss’s face: "You old pervert, you are talking nonsense again."

"Hey, my sister-in-law, it hurts you to relax a little bit." Bukharin said aggrieved: "I am also trying to let everyone be more natural. Look at that picture, it's more vivid. Than you give the crew of the Red Beret. We took much more wonderful photos."

"Really?" The girl glanced at the preview and released the hand holding his face: "I also think this photo is very good."

It's not the kind of posing for photos, it's more like a happy moment in family life. (To be continued.) Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.