Xing Lin, young master Jiang!

Three days later, at night.

In second last's office at the headquarters of the tail feathers Regiment in China.

In the pitch-black environment, second last sat behind her desk in silence, fiddling with a medal in her long fingers. A ... A specially made medal.

She had just returned from the Imperial City. In the past three days, many things had happened, and she found it hard to digest.

Today was the third day of the fusion between Earth and the alien planet.

In the past three days, second last and Jiang Xiao met the Commander-in-Chief of the three armies, who they usually only saw on television.

Supreme Commander ... Well, he was very kind, which was beyond Jiang Xiao's expectations. During the communication with the commander, Jiang Xiao found it difficult to position himself as a soldier or a subordinate.

He felt more like a junior conversing in private with an ordinary and kind elder.

Ring~ring~ring~"