StarCraft: I have a 100% match with the commander

Shen Qi and Feng Yong had been "talking" in the conference room for a long time. Mingxian had been staying in the lounge at the back. She could feel that Shen Qi's mental power was always being released, and it should be used to suppress Feng Yong.

She raised her eyes and looked at the antique clock on the wall. The hands had already crossed more than half of one, and afternoon was coming soon.

Feeling the constant fluctuations of Shen Qi's mental power, Mingxian frowned worriedly. The last time she went to the Realm of Hope for mental sorting, she didn't dare to stay in Shen Qi's spiritual sea for too long. All withdrew.

Is this shallow grooming enough to last him... for so long?

Mingxian has no answer.

She sat on the soft sofa in the lounge and waited. There was no sign that the conference room in front of the corridor was open.

Glancing at the door again, Mingxian couldn't help but opened the Star Network with a bit of boredom.

As soon as the colorful advertisements on the interface faded away, dense black text reports were instantly refreshed. As if it was some unified time, media all over the world were reporting on Heral's deformation accident.

Mingxian refreshed it several times in a row, all with different words and the same central theme.

She picked the most popular one and clicked in.

Perhaps because the source of the infection has been eliminated, the government can finally safely report relevant events to the public.

The report first started with condolences for the victims. There were 28 people in total. The youngest was a 16-year-old girl who had just entered high school, and the oldest was a 67-year-old retired teacher. They were both from Fengwei and attended Hongcheng Middle School. ——The second stronghold after the aberration entered Heral, the first stronghold was Feng Wei's home.

Mingxian continued to look down, and Guan Yao's photos and Feng Lan's photos appeared in the same row, one at a time, far apart, both in black and white.

"call....."

"call..."

"call..."

A large black text is reflected in the pupils, but it never reaches the information processing center of the brain, and the crowd is so dense that people can't breathe.

Mingxian's straight back gradually bent downward, and her fingertips grasped the satin white fabric on her chest hard, causing deep and shallow wrinkles. She seemed to be out of breath and gasped many times.

The soldier guarding outside the door seemed to have noticed something strange. He turned his head and looked in. His gaze touched Mingxian's fingertips resting on the optical brain, and then he looked back.

It turns out that I was just playing with my brain.

He packed it up and continued to stand guard.

Outside the window, the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves into chaos. Pedestrians on the road looked in a hurry, hurriedly blocking their wildly flying hair with their hands, and quickly ran towards the sky rail station a hundred meters ahead.

It is going to rain.

"Mingxian." Shen Qi and Feng Yong finished their "talk".

He waved inside: "Come on, come on, let's go."

"Yeah. Okay." Mingxian came to his senses, stood up and walked to the door while holding up his skirt.

Shen Qi protected her and came to him. He looked at her face and asked, "Does your chest hurt?"

He just saw her clutching her chest.

Mingxian hurriedly shook his head and said truthfully: "I just read a report, it's just a little uncomfortable."

Thinking that today was the time for unified reporting on the accident, Shen Qi nodded clearly.

He led the people into the elevator, and the two of them walked to the sky parking lot silently.

The black hover car entered the track, and Mingxian saw from the car window that a group of First Army soldiers in blue military uniforms suddenly entered the testing center.

Come to carry Feng Yong.

At this time, there was already a light rain in the sky. The previous stellar storm was nearing its end. This rain should be the last one before it leaves. Perhaps... Mingxian's eyes extended to look at the clouds above, which seemed to be overlapping. It seemed like it was going to fall to the ground. It was going to snow soon, and it was quite heavy.

Ming Xian's eyebrows jumped as he looked at Feng Yong being carried on a stretcher in the swaying wind and rain.

"Admiral." She said weakly and prayed to Shen worriedly: "It's not good for you to fight with him like this. There are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys dominate. They are very powerful in Herar..."

After all, not even her uncle dared to challenge the First Army at will, not to mention that the Ninth Army was far away in the north and would suffer no matter what.

"There was no fight, he just couldn't bear my mental pressure." Shen Qi's lips curled up slightly and he said calmly.

"And he doesn't dare to tell anyone. If it's known that an S-level awakened person can't even handle a newly differentiated A-level awakened person, he will be doomed as a commander."

There can be many federal generals, but the commanders of each of the six armies and the person in charge of the first army can only be S-class. Once an S-class in name only is discovered, he will be "actively" relieved of power, no matter how many people protect him. , to no avail.

Mingxian was shocked: "Are you saying that there are no real S-class members in the First Army?"

Shen Qi gave her a positive answer.

"Decades ago, the six armies took turns to return to Herar to guard, and then it became the fixed pattern now. The wealth and ease of vanity and wealth corrupted fighting spirit, power devoured blood, and the First Army completely degenerated from then on."

Shen Qi placed his fingertips on his knees and tapped them lightly, as if a storm was coming.

Heral is located in the hinterland of the Splinter Galaxy. As long as the border is not missed, it is almost impossible to encounter level four aberrations. The necessity of the relative S level does not seem to be that great.

Everyone thinks so. The corruption of all the First Army is almost the tacit approval of the military department, but it is different now.

Once there is an invasion, there will be a second invasion. Today's world is no longer as peaceful as these officials who live in castles in the air think.

Heral must have a real S-class guarding here, otherwise it will be regrettable if it happens.

Mingxian also thought of Shen Qi's plan. However, she didn't have so many dissections. It was just the concept that she had been instilled in her that told her that the commander of the legion must be S-level and cannot be questioned or violated.

"Then...will there be a new S-class taking over the First Army?" Mingxian asked.

Shen Qi pondered for a moment, then smiled faintly: "There will be new S-class recruits joining the First Army, but the commander may not be changed."

The forces of the First Army are complex, not to mention the fact that there is still a troublemaker in the military headquarters. It is okay to sideline Feng Yong, but the title of commander may not be lost. After all, he has also been running the First Army for more than [-] years.

There was silence in the air for a few seconds, and Mingxian asked curiously: "Then...is that new S-class Zhao Yun from Linli Military Academy?"

"Well, how did you know?" Shen Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised. Although the Federation's S-level awakeners were not kept secret. But if people are not in their own life circle, generally no one will know who they are by name, let alone which institution they study at.

Why did Mingxian know this person? Did her uncle tell her?