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Chapter five hundred and forty-four about the replay (below)

Liang Lu's confusion is normal, because work such as on-site review is not within the scope of responsibilities of a promoted school officer.

Shengzhan is the director of the Second Hive and the actual person in charge of the logistics department of the relay station. However, his scope of authority mainly focuses on the maintenance of infrastructure and equipment, as well as the wartime production, assembly and repair of high-precision equipment such as movements.

Even if a highly professional business such as poisoning occurs within his jurisdiction, there will be a professional department to handle it.

He should not overstep his authority and direct related work.

However, after Liang Lu was initially surprised, he could no longer take into account the deeper truth. After receiving the instruction of being promoted to a school official to review the case in person, he was more uneasy, which came from professional pressure.

"Quick, quick, sort out the work records again. They must be concise, focused, and clear in context. Don't waste his time."

Ronan was a little confused.

Liang Lu explained very seriously: Colonel Shengzhan is a famous busy man at the relay station. The consequences of wasting his time... have you seen his fists as big as his head?

Well, Ronan has also heard that the professional level of being promoted to a school official is at the same level as his bad temper.

It was under the intimidation of the iron fist that although Liang Lu gave the order, he was the one who ultimately did the streamlining work. The above words were more like he was giving himself encouragement.

Ronan was idle for a while, but it only took a few hundred seconds. The high-speed special maintenance vehicle had already returned to the place where they stayed.

There are more people here than before I left.

The professionals who were previously responsible for identifying them now became receptionists, pointing out the real coordinates of the incident to the new arrivals.

However, there was no promotion to school officer.

The arrival of the special maintenance vehicle attracted people to look this way. With sharp eyes, Ronan saw one of the people in the group who was probably familiar with Liang Lu and smiled in this direction.

When the car stopped, Liang Lu kept lowering his head and struggling with his work records. It wasn't until Ronan poked him that he woke up. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw an old acquaintance in the crowd. He was a little surprised. He immediately jumped out of the car and greeted the person:

"Senior, why are you here?"

Ronan still practiced the military attitude of an outstanding recruit. He got out of the car almost at the same time as Liang Lu and stood upright at the side.

The person was still smiling. Although he could not see the workspace on the virtual interface, he evaluated Liang Lu's previous work very accurately: "It came very quickly, but I still remember that the promotion officer hates the meaningless perfection of formalism.

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Liang Lu rolled his eyes and said in a long tone: "So I get out of the car now and have a meaningful chat with the senior!"

Apparently, the relationship between them is quite good.

Liang Lu did not forget the first soldier he led in his life. He turned around and reminded Ronan: "Come here, I have seen the assault knife of our base, the imperial battle hero, my senior, Lieutenant Luande."

Luander on the opposite side added at the right time: "Collective."

Ronan understood what he meant. He meant that "Imperial Battle Hero" was a collective honor, which was different from individual merit.

The honor was downgraded, but the other person's humble behavior naturally made people like him. Ronan stood at attention with his chest raised:

"Hello, Lieutenant."

Liang Lu also specially introduced Lieutenant Lu Ande, imitating the tone of a senior veteran: "Ronan, my soldier, a hundred-year-old seed elite, a great guy who can control the splitting structure to two thousandths of a breath!"

There was an evaluation that he thought was more appropriate, but he was forced to swallow it back: a weirdo who sacrificed common sense!

Luander laughed again: "Say it as if you could do it a long time ago."

Liang Lu was exposed all of a sudden, and his fair face was a little red, but he had already completed his mental construction on the way, and he was not angry.

Ronan was a little embarrassed, but Luander quickly returned the greeting: "Hello, Private."

Lu Ande is a middle-aged man with a normal figure compared to Ronan's knowledge. Well, in fact, Ronan doesn't know much about the average lifespan and age group of citizens of the Tianyuan Empire. He just feels that Lieutenant Lu has a sense of vicissitudes.

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In fact, the first impression is more blunt and direct, because it can be seen that there is an obvious thick scar on Luander's neck, extending from under the cover of the collar of the military uniform, extending from the left side of the neck to the base of the ear on the same side.

down, and then radiate to the back of the head.

The scar was gray-white as a whole, as if it was an old wound. Ronan could detect the dense distribution of metal under the scar. At least one-third of this person's chest and skull structure were artificial artifacts implanted later.

Both visually and perceptually, it is a bit ferocious.

However, Lieutenant Lu loves to smile. Whether he is talking or not, the corners of his mouth are always turned up, and there are some thin lines at the corners of his eyes, which are highly consistent with his smile. It is this expression and habit that offsets the visual appearance.

The impact makes people naturally feel that he is a kind and friendly person. However, the original harmonious physical and mental structure has been partially destroyed by external injuries.

Ronan thought that this was a senior with a story.

What's more, Ronan also saw that on the lieutenant's dark uniform, there was an unconventional and eye-catching silver armband: it was a spiral representing the ladder to heaven, and a more abstract three-ring nested logo in the middle.

Liang Lu once told Ronan a similar knowledge point: This represents the holder of the armband. Although he has not fully reached the superior state of being able to lead armies, confer knights, and ascend to the throne, he has innovated in a certain field and bravely climbed the ladder.

, only when you make a breakthrough can you get this honor.

The three-ring nesting refers to the three key steps of "forming the furnace, spreading the method, and internal refining" after the basic internal cultivation is completed. It is also called the "natal furnace", which breaks the inherent logic of racial genetic inheritance and breaks away from the shackles of innateness.

The most critical stage.

This is more powerful.

While Ronan was secretly criticizing the characters, Liang Lu also exchanged information with Lu Ande: "Senior, are your cutting-edge macho men here here to grab credit?"

"Follow your orders and assist in the investigation."

Except for the open scars, Luander has no sharp edges, up and down, inside and out. Even if he talks seriously, he doesn't have much of a businesslike feel.

This appearance really doesn't go well with the title of "Assault Knife".

Liang Lu didn't react for a moment. He laughed and said, "It's not easy. You finally noticed the hard work of us worker bees?"

Luander still smiled: "Are you ready to let the promotion officer see what meaningful gossip you are chatting for?"

"Well……"

Luander said no more and extended his hand to indicate that they could go to the real place of the incident.

Liang Lu finally came to his senses, straightened his face, saluted simultaneously with Ronan, threw aside the special maintenance vehicle, and turned into the much narrower "Guan Yi 542" secondary corridor.

Ronan didn't expect to be able to approach the poisonous environment that he was very interested in so quickly. He was quite excited and walked briskly. However, Liang Lu next to him had something on his mind, and he became more and more sluggish as he walked, unconsciously lagging behind by more than half.

Standing in a different position, muttering to himself:

"A lot of people are coming."

Ronan turned around in confusion, not understanding what it meant.

"I mean, it's not just the promoted school officials who come to review. The senior is now the captain of Sir Shi Yuan's bodyguard. If he comes over, Sir Shi will most likely come. The frontline boss will come here specially, and we will treat him accordingly.

, even if Sir Tang doesn't come, Sir Hui will come... Zhan Xiao will have a hard time getting through this."

During this period of time, Ronan almost understood the basic divisions of the third and ninth ranks of sergeants, officers and nobles in the army, and he also roughly understood who the senior commanders of the relay station were.

At this time, he could correspond to every name mentioned by Liang Lu: Sir Shi Yuan was a third-class nobleman and served as the commander of the mobile unit of the relay station. Although he had less than a thousand people under his command and had a single responsibility, he was only responsible for battlefield killing.

But the lowest rank among his subordinates is also the third-class sergeant major, and they are all the best of the best.

Sir Tang Tong is a second-class star-lord. Among the twelve nobles at the relay station, she has the highest title. The base's highest officer is only equal to her. She serves as the general person in charge of the logistics department, but the concept of "logistics" is

Big logistics, in short, everything that has nothing to do with direct combat command is under her control.

Sir Chang Yihui is a third-class nobleman. He serves as Sir Tang Tong's deputy and is also the immediate superior in the name of Shengzhan. However, almost no matter the technical matters, most of the specific affairs are handled by Shengzhan. But this

The responsible department is directly related to today's events:

"Jingming Agency."

This is a rather awkward name, and it seems to involve allusions to the Tianyuan Civilization. It took Ronan a lot of effort to achieve a more accurate translation. From the meaning of the word alone, this is a "quiet and quiet administrative agency."

, to be more precise, it is the central department that aims to achieve the goal of "tranquility and tranquility".

It is aimed at the vicious environment, that is, the institutions that specialize in dealing with the vicious environment.

Ronan carefully clarified the positions and powers of several big bosses, and finally understood what Liang Lu meant: "They came here to deal with Xiao Xiaojun... like they treat sources of infection?"

"To deal with people or to deal with things, that is the question."

Liang Lu frowned. Ronan still knew too little about the situation to conduct further analysis. At this time, they were already very close to the patched "contaminated area".

Ronan had long seen that there were already many people standing in this relatively small space, most of them were operating instruments and equipment and were busy, but there were no boss-level figures inside, presumably they hadn't arrived yet.

The person with the highest rank over there is a young school officer, and he is also the most idle one. He is leaning on the curved inner wall of the passage, his back is arched inward, a bit casual, his face is downturned, and his expression cannot be clearly seen.

, but even so, the first impression is that his limbs are slender and coordinated, he is quite handsome, and he is a very eye-catching figure.

But what Ronan found more eye-catching was the silver armband on his left upper arm: a circle of abstract spirals representing the ladder to heaven, and a single eye half-opened and half-closed in the middle.

Just as Luo Nan was guessing who it was, Liang Lu next to him stopped in shock: "Zhan Xiao!"

The sound wave transmission in the secondary corridor had more refraction and overlap, and it was muffled and unclear, but the young colonel sensed it immediately. He raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Mr. Liang Lu, the frequency of your random testing is a bit high."


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