The power of self-cultivation is in the interstellar

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Ninth Army Command Center

Senior military and political leaders sat at the conference table and listened to the two-day report on the battle situation in other safe areas on the big screen.

Behind each number, it represents a lost life, and everyone looks sad.

Compared with other safe areas, more than [-] casualties were killed, dozens of intruders were killed, and the aggressors were barely retreated.

In the ninth district, 430 and nine people died, and more than 270 invaders were killed. The invaders retreated in embarrassment. This was a very beautiful battle, and it was also the only victory.

The sixth district is the key area to be attacked, with the heaviest casualties. More than 3000 people have died, more than 2000 people have been seriously injured, and countless minor injuries have occurred.

Xue Jingxing summed up the report on this battle. Other troops wanted to follow suit, but it was of little effect. After all, not everyone was like Xue Jingxing and Mu Xiu. They could get close to the invaders and retreat unscathed.

The invaders retreat temporarily,? They can also catch their breath.

Everyone knows,? The next war, is more difficult, but anyway,? They can't take half a step back.

The meeting was dispersed, and Xue Jingxing returned to the family courtyard.

The troops of the military region came back and forth, with serious faces, and they all saluted as they saw the passage, and kept walking.

Xue Jingxing entered the room with a sullen face, went back to the room, opened the door of the bathroom, and directly pressed the button for boiling water.

Water sprayed from the top of the head, fell on the black hair, and flowed down the river, wet the shoulders, and the military uniform clinged to the skin.

Mu Xiu entered the door and heard the movement of the bathroom, he walked over, the door was ajar, he thought for a while, and knocked on the door tentatively, "Ah Jing, I'm coming in."

There was no response from inside, Mu Xiu pushed open the door, Xue Jingxing turned his back to him, stood directly under the water without taking off his clothes.

He walked over, hugged Xue Jingxing from behind, and put his arms around his waist.

Xue Jingxing's body stiffened, but he did not refuse. After a while, his tense back relaxed and he leaned back.

The two hugged quietly.

"Ah Jing, you did a good job."

Xue Jingxing didn't respond, his mood seemed to be still in the smoke of war.

Mu Xiu kissed the side of his ear, and then wandered downstream.

Xue Jingxing felt a tingling pain in his neck before regaining consciousness.

"You..." Xue Jingxing turned his head, and as soon as he spoke, he was kissed by Mu Xiu who seized the opportunity.

Xue Jingxing placed his hands on the backs of Mu Xiu's, seeming to reject and respond...

When the two of them came out of the bathroom, they had already changed into clean loose pajamas. Xue Jingxing lay on the bed with his clothes down to his waist, revealing the whitening wound on his back.

If it wasn't for Mu Xiu accidentally pressing on Xue Jingxing's wound, he couldn't hold back his muffled groan, they might have continued.

Mu Xiuxiu was giving him medicine.

During the battle, both of them were covered with bloody smell, Mu Xiu didn't realize that Xue Jingxing was injured in a place he didn't see.

There was a deep claw mark on his shoulder blade, which should have been injured by the alien's sharp blade when he approached the alien.

Mu Xiu was very distressed, "Ah Jing, why don't you go to the medical cabin for treatment?"

Xue Jingxing said: "No need, this little injury is not a problem."

"You are the commander and general, so nothing can happen." Mu Xiu had no choice but to persuade him.

"I'll be fine."

Mu Xiu tried a few words of persuasion, but failed to convince him.

He understood Xue Jingxing's thoughts. After several battles, the Ninth Army had a large number of casualties, and there were a lot of medical cabins, which were given priority to the seriously wounded soldiers, and then used by other soldiers according to the degree of injury.

Xue Jingxing didn't want to occupy this resource, he only suffered a little injury.

Mu Xiu gave him good medicine.

Xue Jingxing sat up and put on his clothes.

He asked with concern: "Are you hurt?"

Mu Xiu smiled, "No, no one can hurt me." In fact, it was still a little bit of injury, but it will heal itself in a few days, so it can be ignored.

Xue Jingxing was relieved a lot when he heard this.

Mu Xiu looked at Xue Jingxing, and suddenly said, "Ah Jing, let me take the mecha to the first district."

Xue Jingxing looked up at Mu Xiu, seemingly surprised.

Mu Xiu showed a smile, "I am the most suitable candidate in every respect. I believe that you can protect the ninth district well."

Mu Xiu's actions all the time seemed to have made great contributions, but his starting point was always for Xue Jingxing.

Ever since they met again after more than a year of separation, he had made up his mind that wherever Xue Jingxing was, he would be there.Xue Jingxing's side is his home.

Although a few years ago, he knew that there might be an alien invasion and a war one day, but he never cared about it, and the life and death of others has nothing to do with him.

But now, he wants to do something for mankind.

This is the first time he has taken the initiative to do things for others without any purpose.

Without him by his side, Xue Jingxing would be fine.

And this mech is very important.

Each area fought against the invaders, and in the end only their side captured a mecha, and the most powerful researchers in ASEAN were all in the first area.

Only by sending this mech over there can it be of maximum value.

As for other flying ships, weapons, etc., each region has more or less seized some.

Today, there are spaceships of intruders on every safe zone, and no one can guarantee that they can get through safely except Mu Xiu.

What's more, the ninth district is too far away from the first district, and it will take three days to walk the military waterway.

Mu Xiu said: "We will not take the military waterway, but directly pass through the dangerous area." That way the distance is the shortest, and without accident, we will arrive in one day and one night.

"No." Xue Jingxing immediately refused, his brows were tightly frowned, the danger zone is the zone with the most aliens, wouldn't it be the most dangerous to cross the danger zone?It is safest to take the fairway.

"No one can guarantee that the waterway will not be destroyed." Mu Xiu lowered his voice, "Jing, trust me."

Xue Jingxing was silent for a moment, "I'll ask someone to design the optimal route for you." It's not advisable to go on a rampage just by going through the danger zone.

Mu Xiu smiled, his eyes dripping softly, "Okay."

Xue Jingxing was uncomfortable being watched by Mu Xiu, he avoided his gaze, but his right hand was suddenly held tightly.

Xue Jingxing's fingers moved, trying to break free, but he couldn't do so at all.

"Ajing."

Mu Xiu's eyes were burning, "How about we stay together when the war is over?"

"I..." Xue Jingxing hesitated. He looked up at him. He had obviously thought about responding to him after everything had settled, but at this moment, he couldn't make a promise.

Mu Xiu frowned, "You didn't reject me just now."

Xue Jingxing suddenly remembered how the two of them lost control when they were in the bathroom just now, and almost fired their guns, and their ears felt hot.

"That's it." Mu Xiu was even more happy, "We will be together when the war is over."

Mu Xiu knew that Xue Jingxing was not in the mood to talk about personal matters at this moment, so he was very tolerant, and he was willing to give him time to talk about everything after it was over.

What's more, as it is now, there is not much difference between being together early and late, and now they don't have time to talk about love.

Mu Xiu didn't wait for Xue Jingxing to say anything else, he leaned over to chirp, and then quickly left, "Have a good rest, see you tomorrow."

Seeing the door being closed quickly, Xue Jingxing was stunned for a moment, touched his lips, and unconsciously raised a curve.

The next day, Mu Xiu and the rest of the Spike team received the mission to escort the mecha back to the first area.

The Wolf Fang team has 25 people, and now there are only 20 people left.

After being tempered by the flames of war, each of them grew up rapidly.

The optimal route drawn by the communicator is a combination of dangerous areas and shipping lanes, avoiding the most densely populated areas of invaders.

Mu Xiu and others left the ninth district soon.

Xue Jingxing didn't go to see it off, but he couldn't help looking away, he must arrive safely!

But soon, Xue Jingxing had no time to think about Mu Xiu, and not long after, the invaders came to the ninth district again.

There were even more people coming this time. Without Mu Xiu, they struggled to deal with it for a while, but after fighting more, they gained experience and quickly gained the advantage again.

With Xue Jingxing's proper command, the next battle, regardless of whether the process was difficult or not, they all won in the end, which greatly boosted morale.

At the same time, Mu Xiu led the Spikes to the first district according to the optimal route.

With Mu Xiu around, they have avoided the eyes and ears of the invaders several times, and they can easily deal with the occasional danger.

Finally, in the early morning of the third day, they arrived at the first area and sent the mecha to the first research institute.

The First Research Institute has moved into the newly built underground shelter, and Wei Zhaolan personally came to take over.

When they saw the invader's mecha, their eyes were eager and enthusiastic. They had a hunch that with this mecha, they would definitely succeed in developing it!

Wei Zhaolan said to Mu Xiu: "Thank you for your hard work, this mecha is very important to human beings."

Mu Xiu replied: "This is what it should be."

The mecha was carefully transported to the underground research institute. Wei Zhaolan didn't follow immediately, but watched Mu Xiu hesitate to speak.

Mu Xiu understood, and took the initiative to say: "Ah Jing and uncle are fine, they will be fine."

Wei Zhaolan seemed relieved, she smiled, "Well, they will all be fine."

How can she rest assured that whether it is her husband or her son, they are all fighting on the front line, no matter when and where, they will take the lead, and she is not by her side.

But this is their mission, and she also has her own mission.

After completing the task, Mu Xiu did not return to the ninth district or Xue Jingxing's side, but went to the sixth district.

The troops in the first district are the strongest. Except for the ninth district, the first district has the lowest battle damage. He is not worried about this side, so he went directly to the sixth district.

The protective cover of the sixth district has been broken, and the flames of war have affected everything on the ground. The damage to houses and roads varies.

The army in the sixth district also suffered the most casualties. When Mu Xiu came to the sixth district, what he saw was devastated.

And here, he also met someone who could be said to be an acquaintance.

It turned out that the Sixth Army was from the Li family, and it was Li Zhenfang who came to greet Mu Xiu.

After many days of fighting, Li Zhenfang's momentum is calm, he no longer has the youthful frivolity and firm eyes of his school days, he has grown into a qualified soldier.

When Li Zhenfang saw Mu Xiu, he was no longer dissatisfied. After he left the school, he directly joined the army for training. After the war, no one was dissatisfied with Xue Jingxing and Mu Xiu's brilliant achievements.

He admits that he is not as good as General Xue, nor is he as good as Mu Xiu.

Therefore, he willingly surrendered and became Mu Xiu's subordinate, obeying his command, as long as he could drive out these intruders, he could do anything, even apologize for targeting Mu Xiu in school.

Mu Xiu also took a look at Li Zhenfang Gao, no matter how bad he was, he still deserves his respect.

The bloody battle of the soldiers of the sixth district protected the people, which is admirable.

The author has something to say: The second update will end soon, and I won't write too long a war.