In the end, Ling An did not call Xia Fangtong and the others.

Today was originally a weekend, and although Suman and the others still had to do research, the afternoon and evening were on holidays.

I watched a movie with the second girl and talked about some of the things that happened in two months, ranging from trivialities to major federal events. Although most of them were Ling Xuan talking about it, Ling An also enjoyed such a peaceful life, and even felt that some of her bad emotions such as irritability, anxiety, etc. in the past few months have been reduced to a certain extent.

Sure enough, no matter what profession or job, vacation is necessary for humans.

It was getting dark soon, and Jinling was also a city that never sleeps. At night, neon lights began to take over the work of the sun and illuminate the entire Jinling.

There is a square near the magnificent commercial area. Although there are a lot of people coming and going, it is not as noisy as the commercial area next door.

This is the Victory Square in Jinling, where the Glorious Army Monument is located.

No one dares to make noise here, even those young people who look down on the Glorious Army in their hearts dare not, not only because of the explicit provisions here, but also because the people who come here to worship will release their anger at any person who dares to desecrate their heroes.

Recently, there have been many more people coming to the square to worship than before. Most of them are young people, and some middle-aged men and women in their fifties.

In front of the monument, countless candles were lit and surrounded by countless flowers. Many girls put down the bouquets in their hands and stood quietly aside, looking at the quiet list under the monument, looking at the names rolling under the monument, thinking in their hearts that a boy of the same age who will never grow up again, cried like a tearful person.

Ling Xuan held a bouquet of flowers in her hand, gently put them down, put them in front of her, lowered her head slightly, and closed her eyes.

Even though she didn't know each other, she knew better than those innocent young people who could only talk big, who was protecting them.

Ling An looked at him silently, and he knew that the sudden increase in the number of victims was because of the sudden war launched by the alien race.

During the days when he was sleeping, not only the Second War Zone, but the alien races in the four major war zones launched an attack at the same time. It was no longer a partial battle of small and small battles in the past, but a comprehensive battle.

In those ten days, the total number of Glorious Army killed in the four major war zones should be no less than 150,000.

Although the suicide attacks taken by alien monsters caused them to suffer heavy losses, and although the average battle loss ratio of the four major war zones is as high as 10, this still makes people feel heavy.

The brief equilibrium state of the past five years has been broken, and from now on, when the war enters a gentle state again, this number will only increase.

Will not decrease.

"Brother Ling..."

The small hand in the palm suddenly clasped tightly, and Ling An knew what Su Man was thinking.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Ling An held her hand, sighed inwardly, and hugged Su Man in his arms.

On the other side, Ling Xuan had finished worshiping. It could be seen that her emotions were also infected by the people around her, and there was also a sense of sadness between her eyebrows. At this moment, she saw Ling An and Su Man hugging each other, and she just chuckled slightly.

Ling Xuan is very glad that her most important relative is still alive.

"Let's go, leave it here for them." Ling An took Su Man and said to his sister.

Without taking a few steps, Ling An looked back.

At this moment, the names of Luo Wen, Sun Lei, Zhao Bin and others should have been hung under the monument of the memorial square of their hometowns.

The three of them walked out of the memorial square in silence, and the surrounding environment gradually became noisy.

The surroundings became crowded again, young couples held hands, and the family of three walked and chatted after dinner. At this moment, the white-collar workers who had just gotten off work hurried to their homes with briefcases, and luxury cars passed by, with all kinds of people sitting.

Ling An and the other two, who had just come out of the Memorial Square, stood at the traffic light entrance, which was a distance from Jinling University.

"Brother Ling, where are you staying tonight?" Su Man asked, a blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks.

"Find a hotel, or stay in the dormitory of the defense line troops for one night." Ling An said. "But you have to send Xiaoxuan and you back first. It's not good for two girls to wander outside at night."

On the side, Ling Xuan was quite speechless.

Well, this is indeed my brother, and his previous suspicions are all wrong.

Looking at Su Man's somewhat confused look, Ling Xuan covered her forehead.

"Brother, listen to me..." Ling Xuan was about to help Su Man persuade Ling An when she saw Ling An open the Tianxun bracelet and click on it.

"Wait, I have an email."

Ling Xuan's words choked in her mouth because her second brother's expression was a little serious. On the side, Su Man smiled and shook her head gently at Ling Xuan.

Ling An opened the Tianxun bracelet and displayed the text on the stretched virtual screen.

This is a traditional text email, and the sender is Zhou Yang.

There is news about Luo Wen’s sister.

"I sent you the information file of Sister Luo Wen with the email... I'm sorry, I hope you are mentally prepared."

Below is a photo of a young woman, with a look similar to Rowan. Her name, age, and hometown are written next to it.

Then she turned down, which was her experience, very detailed, even including the tragedy caused by the fallen gods in her youth that ordinary people could not investigate.

But what freezes Ling An's vision is the conspicuous words in the last archive.

"Lu Su Su, the second lieutenant of the 29th Division of the Beidu District of the Line of Defense Force, was killed on January 7, 2188 while executing the dark spot mission of the Fallen Gods Association."

The red word "death" was cut into Ling An's heart like a knife.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Due to the angle, neither Ling Xuan nor Su Man could see clearly what was on Ling An's Tianxun.

"You guys go back first, don't worry about me." Ling An took a deep breath and tried to calm his heart. But the blue veins on his head and his unconscious fists exposed the fluctuations in his heart.

"Brother, what happened..." Ling Xuan was a little anxious. She had never seen Ling An before. Just as she was about to ask, she felt Su Man beside her pulling herself.

Turning his head, Su Man shook her head gently, then opened her lips slightly, and said softly: "Brother Ling, then we'll go back to school first."

"Well, sorry." Ling An apologized, but he knew that it would be difficult for him to calm down in a short period of time.

Instead of letting the two girls look at their angry and irritable appearance, it is better not to see each other.

"It's okay, Brother Ling. Then let's go back first. Remember to come to the research institute tomorrow morning." Su Man smiled, holding Ling Xuan, who was still worried on her face, and took a taxi beside her.

Ling An watched them get in the car, waved goodbye, wrote down the license plate, and watched the taxi drive towards Jinling University, then he walked into the commercial area with a calm face.

He knew that the Glorious Army was right, and the defense line troops were right, but he didn't expect that Luo Wen's sister would join the army, and he didn't expect that he would die in a confrontation with the Fallen Gods Association.

Calculate the days, when Russus died, Rowan was still there.

I'm afraid he doesn't know that his sister will leave first.

Luo Wen’s affairs were originally a knot in Ling An’s heart. He took the initiative to bring the suicide note to his family just to relieve this heaviness.

Damn aliens, damn fallen gods.

Ling An was so upset that he even wanted to apply for this and participate in the action of the Fallen Gods Association, trying to destroy their human traitors, go to Mars and kill those alien races.

But this can only be considered. If the Glorious Army is transferred to the defense line, it is possible for the garrison to apply for it.

He just wants to vent now.

...

In the private fighting arena, there are more than a dozen broken mechanical wooden stakes scattered on one of the venues.

The staff outside the fighting field looked at the one-eyed man with a naked upper body in the field, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes and he was saliva secretly.

Logically speaking, there are special coaches in this kind of private fighting arena, as well as fighting players who accompany customers to fight.

But the fighting coaches and beating staff who used to disdain for those young men were now hiding outside the fighting arena like them, not daring to go in.

This person asked for a private fighting room as soon as he arrived, and asked for more than a dozen mobile sandbags, and refused the coach who wanted to train.

I have seen many such people in this fighting arena. Most of them are guys who have encountered troubles and want to vent. This kind of person is better to deal with. They can install a few mechanical wooden stakes for him, and soon they get tired of fighting by themselves, and they still have to give the money.

So the staff smiled and arranged a room for Ling An, while winking at the coach.

Can you save some effort, everyone is happy, right?

But soon, the staff were shocked.

Although Ling An asked to put more than a dozen mechanical wooden stakes on it, the staff only put three of them. Ling An didn't care. He just wanted to vent his anger. He was useless even the engine, so he relied on physical strength.

Then, in the shocked eyes of the staff, the three mechanical wooden stakes were quickly beaten to the ground.

Boom-

The mechanical limbs with metallic surfaces are broken and black smoke scattered on the ground.

"Is it gone?"

The one-eyed man's low voice made the stunned staff react for a few seconds before they reacted, and then more mechanical wooden stakes were placed in Ling Anna's cold eyes.

Afterwards, from the initial shock to the subsequent numbness, the staff and the supervisor who felt the subsequent feeling were silently looking at the one-eyed man in the fighting room, venting his emotions and his anger freely.

"What's going on?"

The supervisor looked back and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Young Master, you are finally here, this person..."

The supervisor was about to tell me what he didn't know much about, but he saw the young man wave his hand, "No need to say, the next batch will not be sent in."

The supervisor just breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the young master couldn't stand the loss, and he was almost scared from the young man's next sentence.

"I'll go in with Lao Xiang."

"Ah, young master, this person's mood is a little wrong. I'm worried that he will hurt you." The supervisor said hurriedly.

The loss of more than a dozen or twenty mechanical wooden stakes is a little difficult. If something happens to the accident of this boss's favorite son and his friend who also has a prominent background.

"Listen to me, you can't blame you if you have any problems." said the young man.

I don’t know why the young master is so persistent, so the supervisor could only sigh inwardly. While making arrangements, he ordered the fighting players around him to watch the field at any time.

"By the way," said the young man next to the young master suddenly.

"Mr. Xiang, what are your instructions?" the supervisor asked.

"Give us two sets of the best armor."

“…”
Chapter completed!