Dawn Sleep

In the second district of Aslan Star City, Blue Mountain Prison where serious offenders are held.

The lights in the interrogation room were dimmed, and Patriarch Brandon was locked in the seat, wailing tearfully.

"I really don't know, I have already explained everything I know, and I really don't know anything else, Commander...!"

"Back then, when Gerhard Lauren offered an olive branch to the Brandon family, I, I saw the power and prestige in the hands of the Prime Minister, and I was obsessed with it, so I kept doing things for that guy..."

Cloudy tears flowed down Old Brandon's bark-like face. He stretched his neck and cried, "But the Brandon family really doesn't know about treason!"

Behind the one-way see-through glass, Chen Hanke stroked his chin with short white stubble.

Brandon was still yelling, his bloated body rattling the chair.

The interrogator pushed the door out of the room, bowed and said in a low voice, "Commander, it seems that Brandon can't pry anything more out of his mouth."

"Hmm." Old Marshal Chen was silent.

After the New Year's Eve turmoil, the Crystal Sect was classified as a reactionary force overnight, and a mass purge was carried out in the nine star cities, and batches of Crystal Sect clergy were imprisoned.

Many of them rioted and resisted, and I heard that the soldiers in the major star cities also shed a lot of blood.Fortunately, they didn't encounter such hard ideas as Su and Margaret—the so-called "Bishop of Destruction" and "Bishop of Death", so it wasn't enough to worry about.

However, the most important suspect of the mastermind of the rebellion, Gerhard Lauren, has not been seen yet; and the mechas that fled to the outside of Aslan Star City are carrying two bishops...

Old Marshal Chen tapped his temple with a headache. This is one of the issues that must be mentioned at the next military general meeting.

He waved his hand to signal the interrogator: "Continue to interrogate and let Brandon spit out all the memories related to Lauren these years."

The interrogator stood at attention and saluted: "Yes!"

"Do you know what 'all' is?" The old man squinted his naked eyes, "It means, what kind of finger spanner Lauren wears on her hands, what brand of red wine she drinks, and even the underwear she wears on her buttocks." — if he knows — write it all down for me.”

The interrogator's face was tense, and his voice was raised: "Yes!"

Old Marshal Chen nodded in satisfaction, turned around and left the interrogation room with his hands behind his back, and walked out of Lanshan Prison.

……

After lunch, it's two o'clock in the afternoon.When the old marshal returned to the military headquarters, Lean and Jiang Jianming just rushed over from the Jinrilun Building.

Sitting in the spacious office, Old Marshal Chen drank coffee and cut straight to the point: "Both of you know the news. Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, there will be a temporary interstellar military general meeting."

"Yes." Jiang Jianming replied in a low voice.

"Well, the attendees of this meeting are all high-ranking generals, especially the three top generals of Yin Beidou in the three fortresses of Yuanxing and the nine top generals of Jin Rilun in the Nine Star City of the Empire. Dead and alive His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also needs to show up, and—”

Chen Hanke pointed to his nose, "Here, the old man in front of you."

"The generals can order one or two people to follow. Basically, they will bring the subordinates they want to cultivate, and there are also those who don't like to lead people. Such a rough calculation, about thirty or forty people."

Ryan immediately pulled Jiang Jianming to his side, as if marking his territory: "He wants to follow me."

Marshal Chen happily said: "Of course, of course, but..."

The old man's eyes fell on Jiang Jianming thoughtfully, "However, your current military rank is a bit overwhelming. Since that kid Xie Yuduo is back..."

"It's all up to you." Jiang Jianming smiled softly.He understood what the old marshal meant, that he wanted to add up all his meritorious deeds and get a special promotion.

The temporary inspector is only a temporary title. According to his military position, he is only a lieutenant of Yin Beidou, but he doesn't know where he will be promoted now.

"Look at you kid, it's not such a posture to be flattered or humiliated, as if the empire is begging you to be promoted..."

Marshal Chen glared at him angrily and amusedly, then pretended to take out the documents from the drawer, and it seemed that he had prepared them long ago.

"Silver Beidou Interstellar Expeditionary Force, affiliated to the First Legion, Lieutenant Jiang Jianming."

The old man cleared his throat, and put on a serious face: "First explored the conspiracy of space pirates in the alien star, and then cracked down on the chaos of the crystal sect in the imperial capital. He has both wisdom and courage, and his character is firm and resolute. It is a commendable achievement."

"After being reviewed by the military department, and according to His Majesty's will, Jin Rilun was granted military status, specially promoted, and awarded the title of Jin Rilun Colonel."

Jiang Jianming's eyelashes twitched slightly.

In fact, he had made corresponding psychological preparations, but he was directly promoted from lieutenant to colonel...

He was one level higher than the lieutenant colonel that had been agreed at the beginning, and when the speed of promotion spread, the entire empire would be shaken.

"Congratulations, Your Excellency."

Marshal Chen put away his prudence after reading his lines, squinted his eyes and smiled: "You are the youngest colonel since the founding of the empire."

"If you go up, you will be a senior colonel, and if you get promoted, you will be able to become a general. This requires a lot of qualifications, at least officially leading troops to the battlefield a few times..."

"He doesn't have time." The prince next to him suddenly interjected coldly.

Ryan looked deeply, "Couldn't you have given up this chair earlier, teacher."

Jiang Jianming was helpless: "Your Highness."

Old Marshal Chen remained calm, took out another chip box from the same drawer, and handed it to Ryan: "I almost forgot, here are the files of the generals, Your Highness."

"Your next task - before the meeting, memorize the corresponding faces and names, so that there will be no mistakes during the meeting."

Ryan: "..."

This evening, in the White Emerald Palace, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the officer Remnant Crystal, who had already been regarded as his property, could only spend time memorizing files and preparing materials.

Most of the work is still the work of the prince, Jiang Jianming is helping him, but unfortunately the electronic clock beeps after ten o'clock.

When the time was up, Ryan raised his head decisively from his desk position, and drove someone who was sick to sleep.

"...I never had such a regular schedule when I was in the military academy, Your Highness."

When he was laid flat on the bed, Jiang Jianming said unrequitedly.

The bedside lamp was gently on, and Ryan held a small optical computer in his left hand, his eyes still fell on the text on the virtual screen, "That's your problem."

But his right hand unquestionably tucked the corner of the quilt for Jiang Jianming, and patted through the quilt, "Go to sleep."

Jiang Jianming: "You are too unreasonable. It is also very painful for me to adjust my biological clock... Besides, going to bed at ten o'clock and starting at eight o'clock should be the timetable for kindergarten children."

Ryan: "It's also the schedule suggested by the doctor. Or you can choose to be hospitalized, and I will go through the formalities tomorrow morning."

Jiang Jianming immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

He heard Ryan seem to laugh lightly, then sat down on the edge of the bed, and continued to pat him regularly with his palms.

…In this day and age, even mothers seldom pat their children like this. There are countless "baby coaxing artifact rocking chairs" and "hypnotic pat robots" on the market.

But instead of feeling ashamed, his little Highness never tires of it.It seems to be determined that this is the necessary comfort for the sick and disabled.

"..."

Jiang Jianming buried half of his face in the soft pillow, and secretly opened his eyes to look.

Under the orange-yellow halo, Ryan's figure sitting sideways is particularly peaceful, and even the shadows falling on the quilt seem to be drawn with soft charcoal, so gentle that it is unreal.

Dreams are unreal, and good dreams don't last long... Jiang Jianming can't help but think this way, in order not to let himself indulge too much.

But the kind of happiness that has been lost for a long time, without barriers and reservations, but simply being loved by the lover still comes out little by little, and the cold and hard heart is crisped up silently.

Just fell into a beautiful dream.

Jiang Jianming himself couldn't believe it, he really fell asleep after being photographed by Ryan, and slept very comfortably until dawn the next day.

Or the two of them, get up and wash up.Breakfast is toast, fried eggs, sweet milk and boiled apples with rock sugar.Jiang Jianming had to be stared at by Ryan to take all his medicine, and then put on military uniform and formal dress respectively.

Then, drive the aircraft out under the faint sunlight. The windows are made of special glass to prevent prying eyes, so that the noble prince can sit in the driver's seat.

Jiang Jianming wanted to take a nap in the back seat with his eyes closed - he had to rush to a meeting today, he got up half an hour earlier than the schedule, and His Highness said he would make it up.

When getting off the aircraft, the bright silver sunlight spread over the surface in an instant.

Several dignitaries in military uniforms were already passing by the gate of the military headquarters, and the number of guards was twice as large as usual.

Jiang Jianming hadn't fully woken up yet, and felt a sense of space-time disorder in a trance——

He felt that there was something wrong with his brain, so that he could hallucinate the midsummer afternoon three years ago on this deep winter morning. Obviously, except for the same location, there was no slight similarity.

Taking a staggered step, he accidentally bumped into Ryan's shoulder.

The crown prince immediately turned his head vigilantly, and held his arm: "Why..."

Jiang Jianming smiled wryly, and waved his hands embarrassingly: "I'm almost dizzy from sleep, so I just say this is not okay."

Ryan didn't let go of him, and said in a low voice, "Go in and sleep."

Old Marshal Chen had already placed a special guard to escort them here, and the two walked directly through the gate, ignoring the gazes from all over the place, and did not encounter any trouble.

The principle of the interstellar remote conference is to share the projections of the participants with the help of military liaison equipment, so as to create the effect of gathering people thousands of miles apart.

Due to their identities, Jiang Jianming and Ryan did not join the few generals they had just seen, but opened another meeting room with only two people.

A half-person-high device was placed in the room, with a small green light flashing to indicate normal operation.

Jiang Jianming opened the chair and sat down. Ryan brought over the connected terminal patch, frowned and gestured in front of Jiang Jianming's eyes, and hesitated to stick it to him, saying: "No crystal-less people have used this kind of equipment. If... ..."

"What kind of race can this be? You're almost ready, give it to me..." Jiang Jianming didn't know whether to laugh or cry, took it and stuck it on his temple, "Press the switch."

The crown prince pressed the switch, and Jiang Jianming closed his eyes.

A tingling sensation like an electric current came up from the terminal patch suddenly, and Jiang Jianming was dizzy for a while, it was a feeling similar to weightlessness.

Immediately afterwards, a wonderful change occurred in the senses——

Even though his eyes were closed, color blocks appeared one after another from the darkness in front of his "eyes", like a jigsaw puzzle.

Those color blocks assembled into a complete scene in two to three seconds: the appearance of an open conference hall.The space is very spacious, the tables are distributed in an oval shape, and the corresponding chairs and screens are equipped.

As for himself, he should be sitting in a meeting room of the military headquarters in reality, but now he is sitting in front of one of the tables.

Jiang Jianming was a little surprised at the technology in his heart. The surroundings of this virtual space are dark, but the huge dark blue virtual screen standing in the center provides lighting. The small screens in front of each table are also emitting light, and the vision is quite clear. .

Now, one after another full-body projections are "appearing" on the corresponding seats one after another.

Some wore military uniforms of Golden Sun Wheel and Silver Beidou, and some wore military uniforms of other regiments, but all of them were majestic generals, and they were mainly middle-aged and elderly.

——The important thing is that the faces of these people are very familiar, because they just memorized the files last night.

Jiang Jianming was observing intently, his palm was held.He can tell that this is the touch of the real world.

Ryan was sitting on the seat next to him, with platinum curly hair shining brightly. At this time, he turned sideways without hesitation and asked, "This is the virtual space for the next meeting. How does it feel?"

Jiang Jianming said: "It's amazing, I don't feel any discomfort."

He looked around carefully again, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit dignified, thinking that there might be something special to say at this meeting.

Looking again, two of the three seats on the Yin Beidou side were already occupied, except that Major General Xie was not there.

Jiang Jianming was a little worried, so he asked His Highness in a low voice.

Ryan pondered for two seconds, then said succinctly: "Don't worry, he is always late."

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