Chapter 1222: Start again (middle)

The object of Lieutenant Colonel Bona's immediate appearance was a tall and thin young man. Wearing a military uniform, but with his arms half open and his hair messed up, his military cap was just tucked under his armpit, and he looked tired and casual, incompatible with the soldiers rushing around.
Before, he yawned and passed down the corridor. About the time he was passing by, he looked at this side curiously, which caused such a big reaction from Lieutenant Colonel Bona.
However, whether it is the epaulettes or the title of Lieutenant Colonel Bona, it proves that this person's military rank is only a major, one rank lower than Lieutenant Colonel Bona.
Of course, in the army, apart from military rank, it also depends on actual positions. If the person is the head of a key department...
It is very difficult to correspond.
The young major seemed to be shocked by Lieutenant Colonel Bona’s greeting. He was stunned for half a second before gritted his teeth and responded: "I just want to sleep. As for this... the signal environment here is messed up. I can't do anything!"
While speaking, Major Yuan looked at Yan Yongbo again, and asked nonchalantly: "I often live across borders, huh?"
Yan Yongbo frowned, before he had time to respond, there was another sentence: "By the way, I should have seen you."
Speaking of this, there was no more information, so he waved his hands to Yan Yongbo and swayed to move on. Seeing what it looked like, he took medicine.
Yan Yongbo was very concerned about what this person just said, and turned to ask: "This one is?"
Lieutenant Colonel Bona sighed and explained: "He is Major Yuan Wuwei, a genius specially recruited by the Aerospace Forces, responsible for cutting-edge research on Europa base."
This look is very similar to those vulgar, so-called genius templates.
Yan Yongbo sneered in his heart and asked, "What to study?"
"This...not very clear."
Lieutenant Colonel Bona was hesitating, and he didn't know if it was really unclear, or it was related to military secrets and could not speak.
In this regard, Yan Yongbo just added a "smile but not a smile" expression, and Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, who needs to embrace the big tree of Quantum Corporation, immediately added:
"But in the legend, this person has some kind of super-sensing ability, um, may be highly sensitive to special environments? Anyway, the commander takes good care of him, and all kinds of resources are full!"
The "commander" in Bona's words naturally refers to Lieutenant General Joseph.
Yan Yongbo didn't ask why he couldn't ask. The direction they were going was exactly the same as the genius Major Yuan Wuwei. In order to avoid meeting each other, they deliberately slowed down and continued to chat as they walked.
The only thing about business is second. Lieutenant Colonel Bona's words and words are all implying the question of whether he will be able to cover his resources after he is discharged from the army.
Yan Yongbo responded casually.
In this way, after walking a small half circle along the outer round corridor of the docking platform, the two people in the conversation were suddenly stunned together. In their vision, Yuan Wuwei's figure appeared again, he was scratching his messy hair and looking to the side.
Looking along his line of sight, in the front side, it belongs to a monitoring area of ​​the docking platform. Here you can see the docking gate from a high ground and see the turbulent and orderly flow of people.
This is where a few people stood, looking like they were meeting temporarily, just standing there to communicate.
Both Yan Yongbo and Lieutenant Colonel Bona recognized one of the key figures-the middle-aged white generals who were neat and not too tall in military uniforms, but shrewd, quiet, and very existential. He was not the protagonist of today’s docking of the defense. Is it Lieutenant General Joseph?
As the highest commander of Europa’s forward base who led the fleet this time, he didn’t know how he broke away from the military’s internal handover ceremony and came to this quiet place to meet other people.
Lieutenant Colonel Bona didn't know the person he met, but Yan Yongbo did.
That one-meter-nine-meter close to two meters, the combination of an outdated black suit and sunglasses, seems to be a rich young master who went to the orbital space station to study... a lost bodyguard.
This seems to be a character who should stand in the shadows, but it is him who is facing Lieutenant General Joseph far away, maintaining a certain safe distance, but the atmosphere is surprisingly solemn, as if confrontation exceeds communication.
As a result, several guard officers around Lieutenant General Joseph seemed a little nervous.
Lieutenant Colonel Yan Yongbo and Bona also hesitated. They knew different information, but they both had similar thoughts:
"Isn't it good to go up now?"
Lieutenant Colonel Bona turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Is this man from your base?"
"No, it's not."
At least until today, Yan Yongbo hadn't seen him in the base-otherwise he would say hello anyway to show respect.
After all, that...
As they were talking, the two of them felt something during the conversation, and their eyes swept over here. Yan Yongbo is a little better, Lieutenant Colonel Bona subconsciously stands upright.
Yuan Wuwei, who was slightly ahead of them, was completely another reaction. This young man who seemed to be seriously lacking in discipline and collective sense ended his brief hesitation, walked straight to the area, and greeted the "big bodyguard":
"Hi, Mr. Tuger, are you interested in joining my new experiment?"
Yan Yongbo's eyelids twitched.
That's right, this person who looks like a bodyguard is indeed a bodyguard in his official status on Earth. His employer is Wang Yu, one of the most dazzling young generation leaders in recent years, and Tu Ge himself is a real transcendent, and he deserves to stand among the top fifty people in the world.
Why does he come?
Tu Ge obviously wouldn't answer Yan Yongbo's unexplained doubts.
He obviously knew Yuan Wuwei. Although the half of his face covered by the sunglasses was expressionless, he responded:
"That's not my domain."
Yuan Wuwei said naturally: "But I think you are a very good mascot. When you stand by your side, I can smell a completely different taste in this world."
Tu Ge was silent.
Yuan Wuwei did not get a positive response, and the topic jumped suddenly:
"How is my teacher?"
Tu Ge replied politely: "Sorry, I don't remember who he is."
This...is it going to start a fight?
Compared to Tu Ge, who was more than 190 centimeters, Yuan Wuwei was a weak chicken that could be strangled to death. In fact, a snort in Tu Ge's nose could shake this young major to death.
Yuan Wuwei really has the style of "the ignorant is fearless": "Yes, hey, his name is too long. It's the cringing old man in the monitoring center, the one who presides over the project."
Tu Ge probably didn't want to continue this kind of meaningless question and answer, but Yuan Wuwei stared at him. He thought for a while and replied:
"The monitoring center has been reorganized."
"Why? Oh, I kind of understand. Instructor Li Wei has recovered well in the stomach and intestines over the years."
As soon as the sensitive name was spoken, no one else knew it. Anyway, Yan Yongbo subconsciously held his breath and concentrated his attention like never before.
Tu Ge did not answer this sentence: "I probably thought of which one you were talking about. If you were talking about Songgui, he should have resigned on his own initiative."
"Ah yes, it's him! Somchai is just his name, his full name is dead! Where did he leave?"
"It is said that I am trying to start my own business and engage in work related to the time and space planes of popular science."
Yan Yongbo frowned subconsciously, and Tu Ge's delicate thoughts really did not match his appearance-or guess what is special about this person?
Yuan Wuwei said to himself: "At last he still has half a bottle of talent. Patience is really good. It is more suitable to be a teacher. At least it is much better than working in the monitoring center. Hey, is there a line to the ground, me? Make a private call."
There was a slight awkward silence in the field.
Lieutenant General Joseph watched the constantly reorganizing personnel and equipment below, as long as he hadn't heard it. Several guards looked at each other, but on the outside, Lieutenant Colonel Bona looked at Yan Yongbo, who understood and took the initiative to take two steps:
"Major Yuan, come with me."
Yan Yongbo took the opportunity to appear in front of Lieutenant General Joseph and Tu Ge, and saluted the former:
"Your Excellency Commander."
After a pause, he greeted another: "Mr. Tu Ge."
Appropriately display the interpersonal relationship, after attracting the attention of Lieutenant General Joseph, he accepted it as soon as he saw it, took the initiative to take the trouble-making machine Yuan Wuwei, and led him to the direction of the officers' club.
Yan Yongbo actually wanted to know what Lieutenant General Joseph and Tu Ge, two seemingly out-of-bounds people, would talk about.
Tu Ge, who is this free bodyguard who can get rid of his employer at any time, on behalf of whom? His employer Wang Yu? Or did the legend create his Li Wei?
Yan Yongbo is even worried: With the arrival of Tu Ge, has his "representative" status been replaced?
Alternative, it is really one of the most terrifying expressions in the world.
Yan Yongbo walked on the circular corridor of the docking platform with great concentration, actually walking out from the most central area of ​​the space station. The high-speed spin required by the orbital base to simulate gravity is adjusted by a differential gear-like frame structure, increasing from the inner ring to the outer ring, but keeping the body feeling constant.
The problem is that this kind of structure, which is inspired by science fiction works, has been experimental in nature from the beginning of its construction and has been for many years. The failure rate is extremely high. When "jumping", some channels are "under repair" at every turn. .
Fortunately, there is a modular redundant design underpinning. In this case, you can change the route temporarily.
Yuan Wuwei, who "come to your place for the first time," complained: "The earth has been victorious, and the investment in extraterrestrial space is half dead. Except for mining or mining, can't this place be renovated?"
Yan Yongbo hasn't thought about how to respond, so he sneered again over there: "Now I'm tired of mining, and who should I sell it to? Thinking about it this way, I really feel the responsibility is on my shoulders. Maybe those people are looking forward to it. A few colonists, well, it would be better if you need a comprador."
Is this a scientific research geek + angry youth?
Yan Yongbo moved slightly in his heart and took the initiative to speak: "Major Yuan is studying extraterrestrial civilization?"
Yuan Wuwei patted his epaulettes: "Don't you think my profession is not suitable for the subject? You have a problem with your observation ability."
"..."
Yan Yongbo wanted to hit someone.
"Actually, what you said was a bit of a side. I'm mainly studying the issue of why extraterrestrial civilization hasn't come. Are you also curious, like Teacher Li Wei, is there any line behind the ass?"
End of topic.
It was determined that the opponent was a "courageous bandit", Yuan Wuwei's interest in Yan Yongbo plummeted. Yan Yongbo also felt, and he was sensitively aware of:
Yuan Wuwei seems to really know his details.
But he didn't know the origin of Yuan Wuwei.
This is very uncomfortable.
Just thinking about it, the guy who was short of beating next to him suddenly stood still and cast his gaze to the side viewing window.
In the dark cosmic ocean, half of the huge ice-blue celestial body was exposed, demonstrating its mighty power to the tiny satellite and the ants in its orbit.
Yan Yongbo thought he understood: "This area can indeed get a good angle of viewing the earth, but the best location is actually the docking platform where we were just now. The closer to the center, the more..."
Yuan Wuwei interrupted him: "The earth has changed a lot in recent years."
The young major reached out and touched the viewing window, and his voice was like a dream: "I suddenly understand the problem of slow funding-compared to an outdated star map, wasting youth on the edge of human civilization, it is still this kind of central blooming scenery. More fun."