Rebirth of the half-demon mermaid

Weiran hasn't decided where he wants to go, so he temporarily stays on the warship directly under the 212th Division and does nothing. But this doesn't mean that he has nothing to do. Take a look at the game.

The 212th Division can be said to have been brought out by him alone. It has been his handwriting since the configuration decision when it was established. Up to now, the entire 212th Division's combat methods are full of pre-emptive style. No matter how critical the situation is, it is tight in battle. , There is no disobedience to command, no pride and complacency, from the top to the bottom of the 212 division, it seems that everyone consciously maintains the title of "Iceman", the boss of their own, and does not take their lives to watch in battle. Of course, it is the enemy's life!

"General, Colonel Manhattan is back."

Weiran, who was in a light sleep with her eyes closed, opened those black eyes that were as bright as stars, and there was no trace of confusion in them, unlike the person who was resting a second ago, "Come back?"

Heliando, who was sitting on his left, was also a little puzzled. He frowned and pressed the OK button, allowing Bralette's spaceship to enter the protection range. He raised his head and said to Weiran, "Yes, Colonel Manhattan will arrive in ten minutes Arrived, general, do you want to see him?"

Weiran raised his eyebrows, put his left hand on the armrest to support his head, and sat with his body tilted, as if he was not sitting on the highest command platform of a warship, but his throne, and said coldly, "Let him in."

At this time, Baiwei, who followed Bratt to the temporary garrison area of ​​the 212th Division, was looking at the dark universe through the window intently. This was definitely the first time in his two lifetimes that he really saw this endless place. It seemed to have a An incredible magic, once seen it, never forget it.

"You haven't gotten tired of watching it all the way?"

Brat asked a little speechlessly, if Baiwei hadn't said that he must see Weiran before he left, he wouldn't have come back all the way, thinking of the "entertainment" that his friends might have later, Brat It's like sitting on pins and needles and feeling uncomfortable all over.

Baiwei asked without looking back, "Will we fight here in the future?"

"Of course, Modern Warfare and Interstellar Warfare already account for the majority, don't you know?" Brat was a little surprised, his blue eyes were full of strangeness, "How on earth did you study, did you teach this in elementary school?"

Baiwei curled his lips in disdain, thinking that master, I really haven't gone to elementary school, but he said, "I fell ill a while ago, it was very serious, and I can't remember many things."

Brat's eyes widened, and he didn't know what to say. Originally, with his temperament, he would definitely take the opportunity to laugh at Baiwei's physical fitness, but after thinking about it, this guy is only 17 years old, and he can't bully the younger. There was no answer, and it just so happened that the spacecraft had already entered the command ship of the 212th Division's First Fleet where Weiran was located, so he pulled the white tail and walked towards the ship.

With preemptive consent, the road was naturally unimpeded, and occasionally met the staff on the command ship, and they would greet Brat, it seems

Brat is really a regular here.

Seeing Zhengrong was about to be seen, Baiwei became nervous, and he couldn't explain why he was nervous, just like that time when Xiaozhi wanted to show him Weiran Clooney's photo, Baiwei felt his heart beat a little faster, Although he couldn't jump as fast as he did when he crossed the catastrophe, but the number of times he was nervous in the 1238 years of his two lives was one of the few times. In the end, he took it up twice because of that man. He patted himself on the face, trying to calm himself down, but time passed by, and seeing Zheng Rong getting closer, his heart beat faster and faster.

What should we say when we meet?Hello, I'm White Tail?White Tail quickly shook his head, throwing away this stupid idea.In the end, another inexplicable thought popped into his head, should I tell him about the jade pendant?

Baiwei sighed, he had so many things he wanted to say to that man, he wanted to ask him if he still remembered the jade pendant that was stolen by someone, and he wanted to ask him what he did to Wei Bai in "Rampaging". Is it because of his super high mech talent?I also want to ask him... what will happen to their future?What about the Commonwealth?

Unexpectedly, Brat stopped suddenly and turned to look at him with a smile, "Are you ready?"

Bai Wei was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that the two of them were already standing in front of a huge white metal door, Zheng Rong should be behind it!

Taking a deep breath, he put on his new military uniform after careful consideration. Then Baiwei nodded, with a serious expression like an elementary school student about to face a parent-teacher meeting, his pale blue eyes full of seriousness.

At that door, Weiran and Heliando were already standing there waiting for Brat. Although the old friendship between the two did not need to be so formal, Weiran really couldn't figure out why Brat would make a trip in person. What makes sense is that he brought the news of Vice President Modco, and it is very important that he deserves to come here in person. Even if it is so official, it is not because of Bratt but because Mr. Modco is worthy of him!

Before Modco issued the statement, Weiran never really thought that there might be a mature resistance organization in the Fengxing Federation. If Modco did this, if the resistance failed, the epitaph after his death must be scolded by the world , but he carried all of this on his own shoulders!Bearing the wishes of the dead soldiers of the Popular Federation and all the people who are unwilling to surrender today!

It was so heavy that it bent the spine of the federal government for 700 years. Wei Ran was slightly relieved in his heart. Military power without the assistance of politicians can only be regarded as armed power. Now the 212th Division and the military headquarters have Mod Ke is here, there shouldn't be any major problems.

At this moment, the white door suddenly opened from the middle, Weiran straightened his waist, and just about to salute Brat, his eyes were attracted by a small figure behind him, and he couldn't move away.

Baiwei also noticed Weiran at the first glance, all the people behind him, all the instruments couldn't even occupy even 1% of Baiwei's line of sight, they were all

It was Weiran's familiar figure, he could even imagine the strong body underneath through the blue military uniform!

Thinking of Baiwei couldn't help but blushed, and stared fiercely at Zhengrong. Under the surprised and even horrified eyes of the three, Baiwei puffed his bun face, stepped forward and grabbed Weiran by the collar, and said viciously, "Grandson Hey, the master's jade pendant told the master that you bullied it!"

Weiran: "..."

Brat: "..."

Heliodon; "..."

"What are you doing! Do you still want to admit it?!" Baiwei became even more angry, thinking of the sad days when he was thrown into the refrigerator and locked up in a small dark room, he immediately wanted to burst into tears, and his eyes that looked at Weiran became even more resentful.

"Weibai?" Weiran held Baiwei's hand holding onto his collar, there was a smile in his black eyes, but his tone was still as indifferent as ever.

"My name is White Tail." White Tail became even angrier.

"Okay, Baiwei, I'm curious, how did your jade pendant talk to you?" Weiran's tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and the two people around him looked at him inexplicably horrified as if they had seen a ghost.

Baiwei was taken aback, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his big eyes rolled around and he said, "It told me in a dream."

Brat covered his face in resentment and couldn't bear to look any longer.

Heliando looked at Baiwei amusedly and curiously, wondering what kind of relationship this cute little guy had with Weiran.

Weiran sighed, patted Baiwei's small head with the other hand, looked down at him, "The military uniform is good."

"That's it," Baiwei smiled shyly, his big eyes narrowed, took a deep breath, let go of his hand, took a step back, stood upright and saluted Weiran with a straight face, and said sincerely, "Weiran... Major General Clooney, nice to meet you."

He was so happy that he didn't know what to say... he could only pretend to be crazy...

Weiran patted his head, knowingly asked, "Have you decided to join the independent government?"

Baiwei nodded, then looked up at him again, thousands of words came to his lips and finally became four words, "Come back early."

He didn't know when his identity would be discovered, and he didn't know if he could really replace Weiran as the great god of the military department. At this moment, he seemed to understand that in the hearts of the people of the Fengxing Federation, what did the name Weiran Clooney mean? wearing something.