The villain was forced to whitewash

Military Research Office, Bai Jinzhou walked in a hurry, pushed open the door of the office, a gray-haired old man turned his back to the door, looking up at a painting hanging on the wall of Bai Jinzhou's office.

It is a blue planet, and it is the home star that every interstellar person knows - the earth.

Bai Jinzhou paused, then saluted and said, "Marshal Vincent."

The old man turned around? The medals on the military uniform showed the old man's former glory.

Although he is old, his eyes are still piercing, like the eyes of an eagle, sharp and keen, able to see through all the weaknesses of the prey.

Even Bai Jinzhou, who was used to seeing big shots, trembled under such eyes.

Marshal Vincent glanced at him lightly, "Well, you're here."

Bai Jinzhou swallowed nervously. The old man in front of him is a hero in the hearts of countless interstellar people. He has commanded countless battles, large and small, leading the human army to victory.

For hundreds of years, Marshal Vincent has been like a morning star hanging in the sky. As long as he is around, people will not lose hope.

It's a pity that even heroes will age. Aging is not a disease, but a natural law that even the repair cabin can't stop.

So far there has been no light outshine? Marshal Vincent's people, no one knows if, when this star falls, people will fall back into darkness, lost in fear.

The old general gave Bai Jinzhou a two-dimensional file, "This is the genome map of a Zerg that the soldiers risked their lives to retrieve from the front line."

Bai Jinzhou looked puzzled, "Who are you?"

Vincent's eyes gradually turned cold, "I would like to trouble you to analyze, does this symbol match the genome characteristics of the queen."

Bai Jinzhou almost suspected that his ears were hallucinating, but he actually heard the Queen of Worms! ?

Marshal Vincent became a general sought after by all the people because he ended the previous Queen of Worms. He took the position of Marshal at a young age.

But this does not mean that he won easily, on the contrary, the dark age of the Zerg ravages is an unhealable wound on the hearts of every interstellar.

Marshal Vincent is old now, if the queen returns...

Don't dare to think about it? Bai Jinzhou took over the two-dimensional save file. He looked at the optical computers in the office. In the end, he still didn't use them. Instead, he walked to a hidden corner and pushed Open a dark compartment and take out an optical computer from it.

Bai Jin explained: "This optical computer is specially made, it is not connected to the star network and absolutely does not have any monitoring devices."

Marshal Vincent nodded, "You bothered."

Bai Jinzhou: "This is what I should do."

He inserted/inserted the save disk into the optical brain, retrieved Curry's queen genome, and after some operations, compared the two sets of data together.

The optical brain is worthy of the title of high-tech. After about 3 minutes, it completed the comparison of massive data. Bai Jinzhou looked at the comparison results on the screen with an ugly expression on his face.

Although he didn't speak, Marshal Vincent already knew the result from his expression.

When the worm returns, mankind will face a catastrophe.

Bai Jinzhou hoarse? Ask him, "Marshal Vincent, can we still win this time?"

"Of course? Yes, my child," Vincent said slowly and calmly, looking at the painting of the blue planet hanging above, "The Zerg race has queens, but we humans have never lacked heroes. .”

………………

Only Vincent and Bai Jinzhou know about the reappearance of the worm queen, but the expansion of the zerg has not slowed down, and some small marginal planets have quickly become a paradise for the zerg.

The residents fled to other planets in a panic, but the soldiers could not retreat and were still fighting hard on the front line.

The battle situation is one-sided, and the Zerg after the awakening of the Queen has an overwhelming advantage, and new planets fall every day.

But the situation seems to be completely different on this fringe planet called Antarctica, because the Zerg here are almost wiped out.

A soldier was sweeping the battlefield. He didn't notice that a Zerg who was pretending to be dead slowly opened its dark green vertical pupils and stared coldly at his back.

A mechanical jointed limb quietly approached his neck.

It only takes one tap, and it can cut this soldier's neck, soon...

At this moment, a small steel knife flew through the air from a distance with the sound of breaking the wind. With a "-clang" sound, the joint limb was severed by the steel knife and fell to the ground.

Only then did the soldier realize that something was wrong, and turned his head suddenly, just in time to see the smooth cut of the joint limb, with gurgling blood flowing out.

The Zerg lurking in the dark struggled in pain, but unexpectedly, as soon as they stood up, their heads were blown off by a laser cannon.

The soldier turned his head and saw a tall young man standing not far away. On the high platform in the distance, the muzzle of the laser cannon was still shining.

His eyes became excited, and he thanked the young man again and again, "Thank you, Major Simon!"

In fact he has been here much longer than Simon, but now Simon has a higher rank than him.

Simon didn't answer, just nodded indifferently, picked up the steel knife nailed to the ground, and left.

If other people were like this, the soldier might still be cursing and putting on airs in his heart, but he didn't feel contemptuous at all for Simon being like this. He just felt that Major Simon was really a nice guy with a cold face and a warm heart, just as the legend said.

If Simon had a collection system for fanboys, he might have heard the prompt sound of "fangirls +1" at this time.

The Zerg in the extreme southern star has been cleaned up. The soldiers can finally relax and organize a small gathering, except for those who have patrol missions.

Simon continued to maintain his facial paralysis character, and the soldiers had no choice but to turn their finger on Captain Sanor, who had the best friendship with Simon.

As the atmosphere of the conversation escalated, the questions changed from simple questions such as "why is the major so strong" and "what brand of steel knife is the major?" to gossip and pink ones.

"Is the major interested?"

Hearing this question, Sanor was taken aback, glanced at Simon and then quickly turned around, "Ahem, this is your major's privacy, I am not convenient to disclose it."

God knows? Sanor scolded these fools several times in his heart. Simon hasn't talked to that exquisite and beautiful boy for almost a month. His complexion is getting worse and worse, and the surrounding air is getting colder and colder. Let him not even dare to approach? These people even specifically asked about Simon.

They dare to ask, but he doesn't dare to answer!

He who has seen Simon's skill before? Wouldn't he dare to pluck the beard from the tiger's mouth.

He also tried to change the subject, for example, to transfer the interest of the soldiers to himself, but everyone just wasn't interested in him!

Sanol was aggrieved, he is also a good-looking talent, young and promising? Alpha, why is no one treating him well? Strange!

Hearing him say this, a stunned young man who usually has no brains in his head actually ran to ask Simon, "Major, do you have a date?"

He didn't have any selfish intentions, he just wanted to gossip about his boss.

No one thought he would get an answer, but they didn't expect Simon, who had been unusually silent, to speak up, and generously admitted: "Yes."

Everyone opened their mouths wide: "Oh?!"

If you write out the os in everyone's heart, it will probably be—"Which warrior is it, actually? Can move a wood like Simon?"

At this moment, Simon's optical brain rang, isn't it? It's the usual default prompt sound, but a cute Mimi cry?.

Major Simon, who couldn't change his face when everyone saw the most terrifying Zerg collapse in front of him, was in such a hurry that he nearly dropped his optical brain before he was able to connect without any danger.

Everyone kept silent tacitly, and heard a pleasant voice in Guang's brain, "Simon, I have read all the love letters you sent before, and your love letters are getting better and better!"

Everyone: "!!" The major? Can write love letters? !

The author has something to say: Yesterday (1.12) I didn’t have a free day all day, and I only typed when I came back at night. I’m sorry for being so late. The first [-] little angels who commented in this chapter all gave red envelopes (I don’t know if they will) There are so many...), apologies.

Good night, little angels~

感谢在2021-01-1116:24:34~2021-01-1301:14:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Lingxuan;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: special 46 bottles; Shisi 1 bottle;