Travel to the game store

Chapter 0354

Just now when several assassins suddenly jumped out and shot at Qi Feng, Yang Wenli realized that something was wrong. Then when he heard Julian's voice, he felt happy and smiled bitterly at the same time. Only then did he realize that he was actually being killed in front of him.

The guy got scammed.

Naturally, this place won't be hell, so... I should still be alive?

Yang Wenli felt unbelievable and subconsciously reached out to touch the wound on his leg that had been penetrated by the bullet. His fingertips could feel the warm, wet blood on his military pants... But the wound was gone! Moreover,

He couldn't feel the pain at all. If it hadn't been like this, he wouldn't have easily thought that he had died and gone to hell.

Qi Feng scratched his head in embarrassment.

Julian was Yang Wenli's adopted son. After getting the news from the rear, he drove his flagship to rescue Yang Wenli. If it weren't for Qi Feng, according to the original development, he would have found this place just after Yang Gang died.

Now, Julian's voice had completely exposed Qi Feng, and he could no longer play the trick. Although it was just a joke on a whim, Qi Feng was still a little embarrassed to have exposed the gang like this.

Yang Wen-li made a brief judgment and concluded that the person in front of him was probably not an enemy, so he pointed his finger in the direction of the sound: "Do you mind if I... respond?"

Qi Feng turned on the light to illuminate the surrounding area, stretched out his hand to pull Yang Wenli up, and took off his helmet: "Of course! Also... I have long admired my name, and I am very happy to meet you, Magician Yang."

Yang Wenli adjusted his clothes. Although he usually didn't care about this at all, at this time he thought it was better not to look too embarrassed and make others worry.

"Julian, I'm here!"

There was a sound of rapid footsteps, and a young man wearing a military uniform and armor rushed over like the wind. When he saw a few seriously injured assassins on the ground, his brows relaxed a little... It seemed that the defense around the admiral was

It seems that the strength has not been completely lost. Although Julian does not agree with Yang's colleagues who ridiculed that Yang is "useless except for the part above the neck", it is obviously inconsistent to kill several assassins single-handedly.

His understanding of Yang.

When Julian saw Yang Wenli standing in front of the passage like this, looking at him with a smile on his face, his heart almost stopped. His heart seemed to be beating wildly ever since he got the information that someone was going to assassinate Yang.

With a reason to rest in peace, this feeling made his feet weak... Fortunately, his consciousness suddenly woke up and allowed him to hold on.

"Admiral!" Julian took a breath and ran forward. Only then did he notice that Yang Wenli's light-colored military pants were stained with blood, and there was a young man standing next to Yang.

He looks like a soldier of the Allied Forces wearing a set of tactical armor without the military emblem (actually the n7 on the right side of his chest is), and he has a relaxed and nonchalant attitude.

Julian cautiously communicated with Yang with his eyes, which of course could not be concealed from Qi Feng's feelings. Qi Feng spread his hands to show that he was not hostile. Julian glanced at Qi Feng for a few times, and then he was surprised to find that he was on the ground.

There was also a grinning Terestina, who looked at her a few more times in surprise before walking over to Yang Wenli.

"Admiral, are you injured?!"

"Uh..." Speaking of this, Yang Wenli scratched his cheek and looked at Qi Feng with some uncertainty: "Speaking of which, in my memory, it seems that I was injured... it should be... you saved me?"

Qi Feng nodded: "Yes, I was passing by here and happened to see you lying next to the wall, still breathing, so I treated you."

Julian looked at the blood stains flowing backward on the ground and his eyes widened. He had also been on the battlefield many times. His previous experience made it completely unimaginable for him to let a person shed so much blood and still be as nonchalant as Yang Wenli now.

Standing on the ground, he swallowed, "Is it just... convenient?"

Qi Feng smiled: "I am quite confident in medical technology."

Julian wanted to support Yang Wenli, but found that the arm he held was stable and strong, even better than Yang's habitual low blood pressure at night.

After seeing Julian, Yang Wen-li's mood completely calmed down. Only then did he remember, turned around, and bowed slightly: "I'm a little rude. So far, I haven't asked for your surname."

Indeed, Qi Feng is definitely not a soldier under him, nor is he the other attachés on this ship, nor is he a group of assassins... His equipment is well-equipped, his skills are superb, and his medical skills are incredible. What's even more strange is that he also carries

A tied up person, who seemed to be his prisoner... looked like a very strange guy of unknown origin, but... at least he was his savior.

"Ah, my name is Qi Feng, and I am... um... a passerby."

Of course Qi Feng wasn't lying, he did pass by here accidentally, but this answer somewhat made Yang Wenli and Julian feel a little confused.

"Admiral, it's not safe here. Let's go back to the Ulysses first!" Julian decided not to verify Qi Feng's origin and identity. The most important thing right now was to protect Yang Wenli from danger.

Qi Feng didn't say anything. He picked up Terestina on the ground and followed behind. Julian opened the way in front, protecting Yang Wenli in the middle.

The battle in this ship is not over yet, and there are constant shouts and gunshots from all around... Julian said while carefully choosing a route: "I didn't expect that the empire would actually go back on its word. The emperor asked the admiral to go

The peace talks seem to be just a cover... He can't defeat the admiral on the battlefield, so he can only use this method..."

Although it has been several years since I read this story, Qi Feng can still roughly recall the outline.

The galaxy here is divided into two major forces, one is the imperial empire, and the other is the democratic alliance, which have been hostile to each other for many years.

The current Emperor Reinhard von Lohenkramm was promoted to Marshal of the Empire in his weak year. It took him just over a year to wipe out the imperial power and the old aristocracy and usurp the authority of the Empire. It took more than a year to destroy the Empire.

He formed an alliance, unified the galaxy, and ascended the throne as emperor. He was only twenty-three years old at this time.

In this cheating life of His Majesty the Emperor, the only person he could not defeat was Yang, the magician of the Alliance. In the decisive battle with the Alliance, Yang Wei used fantastic techniques to command the fleet to break through dozens of layers of defense.

The muzzle of the cannon was pressed against his nose. If his generals had not attacked the alliance capital at the same time and forced the alliance consul to order Yang Wen-li to put down his weapons, His Majesty would have lost his hegemony and died in the middle.

Yang Wenli later retired from the army. He originally wanted to be a historian in peace, but was persecuted by the imperial officials. In desperation, he went out to organize a resistance army again... This time the emperor mobilized the military power of the entire galaxy to besiege Yang Wenli's lone army. In the end, he was

Losing troops and generals...

Yang Wen-li finally convinced the emperor. In addition to showing sympathy to each other, Reinhard did not want to waste the lives of his soldiers in vain, and was finally willing to negotiate for peace.

Yang Wenli was on his way to negotiate, but he was assassinated. Several imperial warships used the greeting as an excuse to board the ship and launched a sudden attack... If it weren't for Qi Feng, Yang Wenli would have died here worthless.

.

…

"No, I can't imagine that the arrogant Emperor would use such a method. Strategically, he may be vicious and cunning, but this kind of thing... is not like his style." Yang Wenli's understanding of this old enemy made him

make this judgment.

Of course Qi Feng knew who the real murderer was. It was just a cult organization that didn't get much publicity. In fact, their assassination of Yang Wenli was not a cleverly calculated move that would generate huge profits... They were, at best, nothing more than a stirrup.

Shit sticks. But the irony is that they succeeded like this. When Yang Wenli set out, he didn't take Julian, who was almost always by his side (this delicate young man has excellent fighting ability), nor did he take a escort ship, or even

Bring along his strongest infantry, the Rose Knights...

After wandering around for a while, he finally connected with his own people. Xian Cobu, the leader of the Knights of the Rose, excitedly gave Yang a big hug, and then let him go with a look of disgust: "Sure enough, I

The hugs should be reserved for young and beautiful girls..."

After everyone moved to the Ulysses, the flagship of Yang's fleet, Xian Cobu reported to Yang Wenli: "Through the prisoners, we have preliminarily verified that although the assassin was riding an imperial battleship and wearing an imperial uniform, his identity

They are members of the 'Earth Cult'... We will interrogate them in detail next..."

Yang Wenli was not good at torture, so he left everything to Xian Kobu's men. He sat on the command chair on the bridge, crossed his hands, rested his elbows on the platform, and supported his chin with the back of his hand, thinking about something.

"Admiral, shall we return to Iserlohn, or shall we continue to the Empire?" Julian had already taken off his armor and was wearing an Allied uniform. He held a cup of black tea in his hand and handed it to Yang Wenli.

"Oh, thank you." Yang Wenli took the tea cup, smelled the strong aroma of brandy in the cup, and said in a deep voice: "Although... we have an appointment with the emperor, we have to return these first.

Comrades who were killed..."

Few people on his ship survived. Although Yang, who had experienced hundreds of battles, could be said to be used to seeing life and death, he still felt heavy-hearted. These were not inevitable casualties in the war, but just a group of fanatics.

The believers are just crazy. It is sad that our compatriots who were lucky to survive in the desperate situation of fighting alone against the entire empire died at the dawn of peace...

Seeing Qi Feng, he thought again that he was almost one of them. If he died, what would Julian look like now... And how could he tell Frederica... he thought

Here, Yang's heart couldn't help but twitch, his body became cold, and cold sweat penetrated his back. Wouldn't it be easier for everyone to accept this outcome than dying on the battlefield before?

Thinking of this, Yang Wenli stood up and walked to Qi Feng's side.

Qi Feng was curiously looking at the various equipment in the command room of the flagship Ulysses, and corroborating it with the technology on the Mass Effect side. According to the set calculation years, the age of this world is approximately that of the current world

More than a thousand years later, it is far beyond the era of Mass Effect. However, in terms of technology, there does not seem to be many advantages. It has to be said that the technological accumulation of various civilized races in the Mass Effect world from the Protheans really makes them less struggling.

Thousands of years.

"I must thank you from the bottom of my heart..." Yang Wenli said solemnly.

Qi Feng turned around, waved his hands with a smile, and then said sternly: "There is no need to be so polite. Although I disagree with Marshal Yang who is too rigid in the name of democracy and disregards other views, but... from the perspective of personal moral charm,

You are a truly admirable person..."

Yang Wenli seemed a little embarrassed to be complimented so face to face. Qi Feng continued: "If you really want to thank me... I have a request."

Yang Wenli made a sign to say please.

"That ship..." Qi Feng pointed out the window, the cruiser Ruida II where Yang Wenli was assassinated: "Please tow it back and place it in a safe dock. Don't dismantle it or repair it... It's best.

It’s about keeping the current appearance unchanged.”

Yang Wenli was confused by such a weird and irrelevant request. He repeatedly confirmed Qi Feng's seriousness before nodding: "Okay, if this can really help you..."

Qi Feng nodded repeatedly: "It's been a great help..."

He doesn't want his birth point to be floating in some warship cemetery or inside a star or on a dwarf star...