The order from Liebgoet came a bit late, and the Imperial Army already engaged by the Sixteenth Armored Division of the Federation Air Marine Corps and the Army First Armored Division couldn’t retreat smoothly. As soon as the Sixteenth and First Divisions noticed signs of enemy retreat, they immediately launched a counterattack to desperately slow down the enemy’s withdrawal.
Meanwhile, after the Imperial Fleet retreated from the Space Jump Point, they hadn’t stabilized their position and couldn’t effectively counter or contain, especially with Leray Federation’s third-phase landing forces parachuting in like a mountain. The fact that the Federation had gained a foothold on Lucerne Planet was unchangeable.
Stephen paced back and forth with a pale face in the Command Room. He hadn’t expected to mess up his first performance in front of his father, James, so thoroughly. Russell, that cunning fox, he was the one truly holding the trump cards, yet instead of a forced landing, he outwitted Stephen! As Stephen glanced back at the nonchalant Liebgoet, he suddenly wondered, was this old guy really here to help him?
Tian Xingjian looked at Russell and Bernadotte with frustration, sighed, and said, "You had this planned all along, didn’t you?"
Russell replied, "Yes, from the moment I realized you saw through my plan. I needed someone to replace me to lead the Freedom Front and coordinate all my military actions within the Federation. Since you’ve passed the assessment, then naturally, it’s you."
Tian Xinjian feigned ignorance, "But I’m afraid of dying, I don’t want to go." Bernadotte slyly smiled and said, "Then Major Ann Lei, who is responsible for intelligence liaison behind enemy lines, would be quite disappointed." Fatty heard this and lost his temper immediately, thinking back to his flirting in Bernadotte’s office with Ann. Well, wait for the day when I’ll pay you back! He lowered his head dejectedly and asked, "Just tell me, where do you want to send me?"
Russell tapped the interstellar map with a finger lightly and said, "Moskegee, the capital of the Gazalin Empire." Fatty glanced at the point Russell indicated and asked, "Time, people, method?" Russell said, "There’s still some time. We’ll arrange your identity and you’ll go onboard a smuggling ship, solo."
Fatty pondered and asked, "How long do I need to stay there?" Russell seriously replied, "That depends on how long it takes us to achieve ultimate victory." Fatty turned and left after hearing this. Bernadotte called out, "Why are you leaving? Where are you going?" Without looking back, Fatty said, "To live the last phase of my beautiful life." And he left swiftly.
Bernadotte helplessly looked at Russell, and the two of them exchanged a bitter smile.
Tian Xingjian arrived at the laboratory, locked himself in the Gravity Simulation Cabin, and kicked the high-density training post repeatedly. His whip legs were powerful, and after enhancing his training using Muay Thai methods, this high-density post couldn’t withstand his assault. Soon, the post broke into two pieces.
Milan noticed Fatty rushing into the Simulation Cabin and causing a scene, worriedly asked, "What’s wrong?" Fatty widened his eyes and pointed at his nose, asking, "What if I say I’m a Savior, a great Hero, the kind who saves people from suffering, would you believe it?"
Milan smilingly replied, "You? Don’t joke around. I’d be better suited for these tasks than you." Fatty was taken aback, thinking this girl was too disrespectful. He retorted, "You really underestimate me. Even if I’m not cut out for this, you don’t have to be so vicious. Watch out for karma!"
Milan covered her mouth with giggles, stood on tiptoe, stuck out her tongue, and made a grimace, saying, "What kind of karma will I face!" Fatty suddenly jumped up and hugged Milan, motioning to kiss, like a starving rabbit grabbing a carrot ready to take a bite. Milan let out a scream but was silenced by Fatty’s mouth. She moaned a couple of times before going limp, wrapping her arms around Tian Xingjian’s neck, occasionally fighting back.
All you could see were these flirting pair tormenting each other until their lips went numb and tongues stiff, gasping for breath as they finally parted. Fatty gasped, "Undermine me again and I’ll suffocate you!" Milan provocatively smiled, "At worst, we’ll go down together." With one righteous, the other defiant, it was as if both found legitimate excuses to fool around, seizing the chance to get tangled back lip to lip, engrossed in playful exchange.
After a while, with a content and rosy face, Milan hooked her arm with Fatty’s, saying, "Why think so much, Savior, great Hero, what does that have to do with you? You’re just you." She softly murmured, "I speak the truth, unafraid of karma." Fatty’s face turned pale, his hands and feet went weak as he lit a cigarette with trembling lips, not daring to speak. In his heart, he thought, "Damn, I’m afraid!" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ NovᴇlFɪre.ɴet
Milan noticed Tian Xingjian’s silence, nudged him, and softly asked, "What’s wrong, why did you suddenly ask me this?" Fatty sighed, not wanting Milan to worry, and lied, "It’s nothing, just feeling bad." He changed the subject, "Why do you say I’m not the Savior, a great Hero?"
Milan slightly smiled and said, "Is there a hero who hugs a woman’s leg and cries for help?" Nonchalantly, Fatty replied, "Of course there is! I’ve even seen heroes who hug a woman’s leg and then the woman cries for help." Giggling, Milan lightly pinched him, asking, "Suppose someone has something you want, but won’t sell it to you, what would you do?" Without thinking, Fatty answered, "Trick!" Milan giggled, "What if you can’t trick them?" Decisively, Fatty replied, "Steal!" Milan said, "And if you can’t steal it?" Fatty scratched his head, sighed dejectedly, "Then they’re forcing me to rob it! That person is really bad!" After Milan laughed enough, she leisurely said, "Do you think someone like that could be a Savior, great Hero?"