Royal Alchemist

The latest battle report is on Fengqi's table: there is a space crack near Lufele, and the battleship is sucked into the black hole again. The commander of the Solomon Empire, Admiral Girod, suddenly encountered a situation in the middle of the war and could not continue. Commanding the battle, the golden dragon fighter plane appeared on the battlefield, defeated the dragon fighter group, and reversed the situation.

The battle was over and calmed down, but all those who participated or followed the battle could not be calm.

Feng Qi put down the battle report, and there was a notification on his optical brain that he had received a new document. Just as he was about to open it, the door of the office was pushed open, and autumn leaves swept in like a tornado.

With a snap, he slapped the materials he had sorted out in front of Feng Qi, propped his hands on the table, leaned forward, and his eyes were bloodshot: "The black dragon has used the trick of tearing the space again! Fortunately, the energy is not like the Luke Corridor. It is so strong, it must have something to do with the early preparations! I don’t know if they will use this trick on the battlefield in the future. If they still use it, it will have a great impact on the situation. Our warships cannot reach the escape velocity of the black hole, and only fighters can barely OK! But our new fighter jets are not fully popular yet, and soldiers still need training! Right now we have to do a good job..."

Feng Qi came around from behind the desk and hugged Qiu Ye tightly.

Qiu Ye struggled a bit: "I'm telling you something serious!"

"There is nothing more correct than this." Feng Qi tightened his arms and hugged him even tighter.

Qiu Ye choked up and said, "Jon is dead..."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry."

Qiu Ye opened her eyes wide, with cold sweat on her forehead: "I'm fine! I can handle it!"

"I know you can handle it." Feng Qi held his face, his warm palm pressed against his cold skin, "But I am such a big person standing in front of him, isn't that what it is for? Two people together Isn't it just to support each other and comfort each other?"

"But you are so busy, I have a little business..."

"Everything I do is for us to be better together. If you are not happy, then my hard work will be meaningless."

Qiuye's stiff body gradually softened, and her face was buried on Fengqi's shoulders. As the old saying goes, if you rely on someone, you will become weak, but at this moment, Qiuye feels that as long as it is Fengqi, it doesn't matter if you rely on it.

"He died right in front of me, I'm afraid I will never forget it in my life."

"They will pay for it." Feng Qi pulled him to the table, "Weren't you there at the time, do you have the data of those black holes?"

"Yes, I recorded them all."

A golden mechanical little fat dragon bounced and landed on Feng Qi's table, connected to his optical brain, and a series of data were continuously imported.

"You remember what I told you, the way we fight will change."

Qiu Ye wiped the corner of her eyes: "Has this happened to you in your previous life?"

"Yes, but I didn't expect it to be so fast, and...and I died not long after this transformation occurred in my previous life. I hope my conception will not be too deviant."

"Is it a combat method based on fighter jets?" Akiba's red eyes showed a strong killing intent.

"Come on, let me show you one more thing."

Feng Qiqikai just received a file that he hadn't had time to open, and it contained the video he had just made.

In the video, the refurbished Glory is majestic and majestic, sailing at high speed in the starry sky. The majestic fighter group forms a mighty army. The commanders of each army appear on the camera one by one. Wu Dong is driving the fighter with a cold face. Standing with folded arms, Luo Wendao, wearing a vest and riding boots, knocked down an opponent with a single punch. Feng Lin drove a vulture across the sky and smiled heartlessly. You Zixun sat on a high-backed chair and gracefully held a cup of black tea. In front of him is the battlefield of fierce fighting.

Finally, Qiu Ye, dressed in a straight military uniform, walked up to his flagship steadily. On the screen, Qiu Ye was serious and serious, with firm eyes in his calm eyes. Just as Jacques didn't know what he said to him, he turned his head and smiled slightly. For a moment it was as warm as the sun.

Never seeing herself from the perspective of others, Qiu Ye felt fresh, with a faint smile on her sad face: "I don't even know when you took the picture."

Then there is the scene of Qiuye fighting. The golden dragon is beautiful and gorgeous, and its deliberately slow movements highlight its power and incomparable power. Several shots were edited in.

Finally, Feng Qi appeared on the camera, with neat short hair, profound and handsome features, and a slender and tall figure: "We are fighting against the dragon people, we need you!"

It turned out to be a recruiting ad.

"I will announce to the public that you are the son of Marshal Ravenor." Feng Qi gently held his hand, "The Marshal has influenced two generations, he is the God of War and a symbol of victory, I don't think you will mind it. I believe that with Marshal and you, we can attract more young people to join us."

Pulling up the banner of the marshal is somewhat of an attempt to take advantage of his reputation, but Qiuye doesn't care about these details at all, as long as he can win the war, he is willing.

"no problem!"

"The real battle is about to begin." Feng Qi's eyes were sharp, the young lord was like a lion, standing upright in the morning light, looking down on his territory.

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The war situation was exactly as Feng Qi said, the dragon people frequently tore out space rifts, interfering with the battlefield, and the war situation that humans had just recovered was once again in decline. In just three months, the battle line retreated again and again.A large number of war refugees flocked to the temporarily safe planet in the rear, the living environment was severely damaged, and panic and pessimism continued to spread.

Akiba convened a meeting of the generals. Because the battle line was shortened, he pulled the Demon Hunter Legion from the position and organized them into the remaining four legions to participate in the battle as a special mobile team.

The other legions were better, but General Xie's Sirius Legion was opposed.

"Wu Dong, are you okay here?" Qiu Ye asked.

"No problem." Wu Dong was expressionless. As long as he could kill the enemy, anything would be fine.

"What's wrong with the others?"

Philip, who was sitting next to General Xie, adjusted his sitting posture unnaturally, and kept glancing at Wu Dong across the corner of his eyes.Wu Dong noticed his gaze and gave him a cold look.Philip frowned angrily and turned his head in disgust.

Qiu Ye had a panoramic view of all this, and felt that Philip was a bit childish, like the kind of student who clearly disagreed with what the teacher said, but kept silent and kept making noises, just waiting for the teacher to find him. "Philip, what do you think?"

"It's not safe." Philip tried his best to be tactful, "It seems that last month, there was an incident of demonization and wounding in the Demon Hunter Legion."

Although the magic retarder has been refining and refining, and the physical indicators of every semi-demonized person have been recorded, but the magic is mutated, and there is no 100% guarantee that it can be controlled.

"Although they are temporarily incorporated into the legions, they still act alone, so you don't have to worry."

Philip grinned, how could he not be worried, the half-demon has almost become his heart disease.

Wu Dong was most annoyed by his reluctance to say nothing, and he said coldly: "Since your Sirius Legion likes to be special and doesn't want us to go, then we don't attract people's suspicion. The whole army is divided into two groups." The combat effectiveness of the three teams can also be stronger."

Saying "being special" in the army is tantamount to slapping people in the face. Philip was immediately annoyed and tore off the disguise of hesitating to speak: "When did I say that I don't want you to come, I just don't feel relieved and want to discuss it." one time!"

"Then why are you bringing up what happened last month? Even if it hurts someone, it hurts our own people. What does it have to do with you!"

It's true, there have been three times so far when half-demonized people suddenly demonized and injured people. Although it's not many, it can't be said to be less, but each time the half-demonized people who were injured did not complain, but became more united. Be braver on the battlefield.Maybe they saw their future in their dead companions. They all knew that only by fighting continuously until all the dragon people were killed would they have a chance to be born again.

"Why doesn't it matter? With a body like yours, who knows when it will mutate..."

"Philip, apologize to Wu Dong!" Qiu Ye stopped, his voice was not high, but there was something undeniable.

Philip closed his voice and looked at Qiuye in surprise.

Akiba said solemnly: "I said that discrimination against semi-demonized people is not allowed here. Their fighting power has been obvious to all since the start of the war, and this fighting power was bought at the price of physical mutations! I don't care what you have experienced before. When you come to me, you have to let go of the grudges in your heart! Wudong's people will act alone, and have no intersection with you! And the reason why I made this decision is based on the adjustments made according to the current situation, so you are right for me Is there any dissatisfaction with this order? Do you want to disobey?"

Philip knew he had made a slip of the tongue, but he never thought that Qiuye would raise this issue to the level of disobeying the military order, so he gritted his teeth and said, "No!"

"Then apologize to Wu Dong!" Qiu Ye snapped.

It was really embarrassing to apologize in front of so many people. Philip blushed and could not make a sound with his mouth half-opened.

"Hurry up, don't waste everyone's time!" Qiu Ye urged in a cold voice.

Everyone was silent, no one tried to smooth things over, and no one dared to speak up for Philip. They were surprised to find that at some point, Qiu Ye had undergone a huge change.On weekdays, he still has a smile on his face, but when he encounters serious business, he will become stern and ruthless.When he first became a commander, he still needed Feng Qi to sit in the command, which was a bit of a fake tiger's prestige, but now his aura is strong enough, and he is unambiguous and decisive.

This is also the quality that a commander must possess, a commander who can be convincing and bring people hope of victory.

For a while, only the sound of Philip's heavy breathing could be heard in the quiet hall.

On the contrary, Wu Dong was embarrassed first: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, actually..."

As soon as Qiu Ye raised his eyes, Wu Dong immediately shut up. He needed to build up his prestige, but it happened that Philip bumped into his muzzle and violated his taboo.

General Xie pushed Philip from below, signaling him to apologize.

Philip bowed his head with difficulty: "I'm sorry, my words were inappropriate."

"Sit down." Qiuye softened her tone a little. "Then this matter is settled. I hope you can cooperate with each other tacitly. I don't want to see unnecessary disputes among us."

After the meeting was over, Qiu Ye finally walked out of the meeting room, and saw General Xie and Wu Dong talking in the corridor.Having finished speaking, General Xie saw Qiu Ye, bowed slightly and left.

"What are you talking about?" Qiuye asked casually.

"It's nothing, he's apologizing to me, saying that Philip was too impulsive and told me not to care."

In fact, Xie Jiang himself also has resistance to semi-demonized people, but for the sake of the overall situation, he hides this resistance well in his heart.

"Well, don't worry about it." Qiu Ye repeated.

Wu Dong faced out the window and smiled: "I don't care at all. It's normal for them to be afraid. People like us, even relatives can't accept it, let alone those who have nothing to do with them."

Akiba followed his line of sight and saw that Jacques was driving a fighter plane, fighting against three people at the same time.