Liang Xue's Other Side

Federal President Lin Zhen was a bit bewildered in his office at the moment.

His son had gone out to fight against the Oakes Empire as soon as he arrived on Mars?

And even achieved a score of 0:200?

The most crucial part was that he had captured the Ninth Prince of the Oakes Empire?

Even Liang Xingchen's first real combat mission back then wasn't this fierce, was it?

In recent years, he had been hearing reports from his subordinates that his son was called a monster at the Interstellar Military Academy.

Initially, Lin Zhen thought it was just talk; no matter how much of a monster his son was, he couldn't be stronger than Liang Xingchen.

But then, news would occasionally come in about his son developing some new technology.

It was fine at first; it was only some civilian technology. Later, his son gradually extended his reach into the military industry.

More than a year ago, someone suddenly ran up to him and told him that his son had designed an Artificial Gravity Generator. Lin Zhen was startled that day.

Since then, Lin Zhen had wondered if his son had chosen the wrong career. Perhaps he should have gone into scientific research?

The following year was relatively quiet. Lin Zhen thought his son had calmed down, not causing any major trouble for over a year.

But then, this guy directly caused Liang Xingchen to suffer a great loss in his graduation assessment. After going to the Mars Base, he immediately became restless again.

He directly came up with a Warp Drive Engine and Industrial Robot Technology that was 30 years ahead of the Federation.

And now he had gone out and pulled off such a major operation?

Lin Zhen felt that having a monstrous son was too much for his heart.

Alright, no more thinking about that brat. The key now was how to deal with that Ninth Prince of the Oakes Empire?

Lin Zhen finally recovered and started attending to official business, immediately instructing his assistant to notify officials from various departments to convene in his office.

At the Mars Base, at the port of Medium Star Port No. 27, all the warships of the 101st Task Force Fleet had just finished docking.

After disembarking, all the crew members did not leave. Instead, they lined up within the port, not a single person speaking.

Liang Xingchen, who had arrived earlier to wait for Lin Fan's return, stood with Lin Fan and Liang Xue at the entrance of the flagship's ladder, his expression solemn.

Shortly after, a large number of personnel marched out of the flagship in step. They came out in pairs, with each pair carrying a coffin. Each coffin was draped with the military flag of the Federal Fleet. There were a total of 343 pairs.

There was absolute silence in the entire port until Lin Fan shouted.

"Salute!"

With a swish, over 30,000 people solemnly saluted in the direction of the flagship's ladder, their eyes fixed on each coffin being carried down, draped with military flags.

Among these coffins, only 148 contained bodies; the rest were empty.

This was how space warfare was in this era. The weapons were too powerful, and most of the time, you couldn't even find a single hair. Being able to find the body was considered extremely fortunate.

As the send-off ceremony proceeded, everyone's eyes reddened. These 343 people were all their former comrades, and only a few hours later, they had left forever.

Finally, all the coffins were launched from the star port, flying towards the depths of space. This was a unique tradition of the Federal Fleet.

After bidding farewell to the 343 fallen soldiers, Lin Fan announced the disbandment order.

"Lin Fan, well done! You didn't disappoint me!"

Liang Xingchen walked up to Lin Fan and praised him without reservation.

"I still haven't done enough; 343 people still sacrificed!"

"Lin Fan, you need to understand that there's no war without casualties. You've already done very well!"

Frankly speaking, Liang Xingchen was a bit worried. He had seen many commanders who couldn't accept the deaths of their subordinates and eventually broke down. He didn't want Lin Fan to be like that.

Having talent was one thing; being able to withstand the pressure of the battlefield was another.

However, Liang Xingchen's worry was destined to be in vain. Who was Lin Fan? He had the System, and he had lived two lives. Was he an ordinary person?

In terms of mental fortitude, Lin Fan, having lived two lives, was definitely stronger than any ordinary human.

"Commander, I understand. I just want to do better next time!"

"It's good that you understand. I have a new mission to give you this time."

"Yes, Commander, please give your orders!"

"Well, about the Ninth Prince of the Oakes Empire you captured this time, the President held a special meeting about it. The decision was made to use the Ninth Prince as a bargaining chip for negotiations with the Oakes Empire. The negotiation team will arrive at the Mars Base in a few days, and you will be responsible for escorting them."

"Understood!"

"Alright, after such a big battle, you must be mentally exhausted. Go and rest!"

Liang Xingchen patted Lin Fan's shoulder and left.

But did Lin Fan need to rest? With a physical fitness that exceeded the normal human limit by 3.5 times, he was, to be honest, not tired at all.

However, sleeping was still necessary. Lin Fan hadn't had a chance to sleep since arriving at the Mars Base.

Now that he had the opportunity, he naturally had to get a good sleep.

A short while later, Lin Fan returned to his office and lay down on the bed in the adjoining bedroom.

"System, simulate the Asteroid Belt escort mission for me. Select difficulty level 5 for the opponent. In addition, simulate our fleet as the 101st Task Force, and the enemy fleet as the Oakes Empire's."

"Ding, the battlefield has been set. The friendly and enemy fleets have been fully simulated as per the host's request."

"Ding, the main mission of the battlefield is escort. The simulation will begin in three seconds."

"What a thoughtful System."

Lin Fan sighed and entered the virtual battlefield, starting his new round of training.

However, Lin Fan didn't know that the door to his office had been opened.

As the saying goes, life's routine is that whenever you don't lock your door, something is bound to happen!

Clearly, Lin Fan hadn't learned his lesson from last time.

Liang Xue walked into Lin Fan's office. Not finding anyone there, she saw the door to the adjacent bedroom was open and peeked inside.

Seeing Lin Fan lying on the bed "asleep," Liang Xue tiptoed in and stood before his bed, looking at him, who hadn't even taken off his uniform. A smile appeared on her face.

If Lin Fan could see the scene at this moment, he would surely be stunned speechless.

This ice block actually snuck into my room and even smiled.

Is this really Liang Xue?

Unfortunately, Lin Fan was destined not to see this moment.

One minute later, Liang Xue's signature ice-cold expression returned, and she left Lin Fan's office.

At the same time, at the Interstellar Military Academy, in the Dean's office.

Li Fulai was communicating with Liang Xingchen.

"I say, Liang, you're not lying to me, are you? The battle record you sent me just now was commanded by that kid Lin Fan?"

"Would I make something like that up?"

"I'm just a little surprised!"

The incident had happened an hour ago. According to protocol, any classic battle cases from the front lines would be sent to the Interstellar Military Academy for use in the Command Department's curriculum.

After all, humanity had experienced too few interstellar wars so far, with very few real battle cases available for teaching.

What Li Fulai hadn't expected was that Lin Fan, who had only graduated a few days ago, had already fought a battle on the front lines?

Even more surprising was that his first real combat command had been classified as a classic battle by Mars Base, which had sent over the entire battle record.

At this moment, Li Fulai had made up his mind.

Tomorrow, he would gather all the Command Department's cadets and personally lecture them on it!