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Early the next morning, when Jing Xiaoran opened the door of the room, he smelled a long-lost smell. When he went out, he saw that the dining table was full of food.

Glancing at Ben Yeer who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, he didn't even need to think about it, he definitely didn't do it.

"Master, White Horse 3 is here to provide you with breakfast service." Some strange mechanical sounds came over along with the white body.

"How can there be such a strange service in Baima No. 3?" Jing Xiaoran glanced at him and sat at the dining table.

Nance, who returned to his IDC, smiled lightly, "How are you going to go to the management office?"

"Can't you control a robot?" Jing Xiaoran slowly chewed the food in his mouth, "It's delicious, thank you."

"Um?"

"There are so many sweeping robots on the street," I suddenly thought, "Where do you get your ingredients?"

"Your IDC has a food delivery service, but, as a colonel of the Federation... you are too poor."

Jing Xiaoran paused while eating, and silently raised the IDC to check the balance on his card, then closed it silently, and concentrated on eating.His last savings had been exchanged for these dishes, and he had to finish them.

"We can use the commander-in-chief, he has a lot of money on his card, including that of Prague."

"Please respect the order of human life a little bit."

"I respect you a little bit. Is your military life so difficult? No wonder you only eat compressed food."

Jing Xiaoran ignored him and ate the food on the table, or should I say ate his money.This spinach cost him hundreds of stars, and he had to finish it.

After most of the dishes on the table were eaten, Jing Xiaoran only thought of the person lying on the sofa. He walked over and pushed the tall guy who was curled up on the sofa, and Ben Yeer opened his eyes with a confused expression. He recovered and sat up.

"I changed back?" Benyel looked at his hands.

"It's time to go to the admiral's funeral." His words made Ben Yeer wake up suddenly, and sat there for a while, "Xiaoran, I don't want to go." Ben Yeer gritted his teeth, if he went to the funeral , doesn't it mean that the admiral is dead by default?He doesn't want to admit it.

Jing Xiaoran looked at him without expressing anything, and he also didn't want to admit that Admiral Olaer had passed away, after all...

Benyel patted his thigh and stood up, "Let's go."

The slightly slanting sunlight hit the pure black metal, and the reflected light was somewhat dazzling.This is the federal soldier cemetery. The entire cemetery is made of benzene alloy. Even if the surface is exposed to the sun, it is cool and comfortable.Guards in black stood on both sides, and a figure who looked thinner stood in front of the tombstone in the middle.

When Jing Xiaoran and Ben Yeer arrived, they were just behind the commander's airship.

The commander got off the airship and went straight to the back, patted him on the shoulder, and sighed, "We are all very sad about Nance's accident, you must cheer up, my old man."

Admiral Olaer's father, Marshal Eber Olaer slightly raised the corners of his mouth and gave an unattractive smile, "I'm getting old, I'm afraid I won't be able to cheer myself up." In Eber's voice Slowly, he became exhausted, and in just a few days, his temples had grown a little more gorgeous.

"You can't say that. We will build the federation tomorrow." Normandy picked up the bouquet from the butler beside him and placed it in front of the tombstone. "Nance is watching you too."

Eber didn't answer, but just reached out and touched the photo on the tombstone.In the past, he always felt that it was a glorious thing for soldiers to die on the battlefield, including him, who had never been afraid of death, but it may be that he was really old and could no longer bear everything so strongly. When he heard the news of Nance's death At that time, his mind went blank for an instant, and he froze on the spot. His son died on the battlefield, and even a part of his body couldn't come back...

At that moment, he seemed to be ten years old in an instant. He felt that he was wrong and shouldn't take Nance to the battlefield. He was so proud of Nance, and now he felt so guilty.He was not good to Nance, he only focused on his training, and even stingy with a compliment, and now he has no chance.

"He is the youngest and best general in the Federation," Normandy pressed Eber's shoulder with his hand, frowning a little bit unbearably.

Eber stood there looking at Nance's tombstone for a while, then turned his head, "Commander, take a step to speak." He followed Normandy to the side.

After the two of them left, Nance's subordinates from the First Army Division came forward, and their eyes were red when they saw the tombstone.Although they knew that it was just a tomb of clothes, the chief who would guide them in training and teach them to use their spiritual power would really not come back.

Everyone lined up, holding pure white flowers in their hands, one by one bowed to the tombstone in a disciplined manner, and placed the bouquet on it.

When Jing Xiaoran walked to the tombstone, he was a little dazed. The photo on it was taken by Nan Si when he joined the army. Seeing that photo, he seemed to be reminded of the high-spirited young man in the military academy. Nan Si was the pride of the first military academy. During his school days, all the competitions of the first military academy were firmly in the first position, except for the battleship driving.For some reason, Admiral Olaer, who has a mental strength of [-]s, just couldn't let the battleship drive straight forward, and made a lot of jokes.

Thinking of this, Jing Xiaoran couldn't help but smile a little on her lips, but it disappeared quickly.That person was gone, and even his body didn't know where he flew... Jing Xiaoran's thoughts were interrupted by a force from the side, that force was not enough to shake his body, he turned his head and looked down.

【Speak】

Jing Xiaoran is impoverished, and the prodigal Yan Sisi.

I wrote Gong to death in the first five chapters (waving hand

It’s not easy to spit out one more chapter, I have to work hard to code QAQ