That tiny northern planet was left behind in the blink of an eye.
Looking out through Gu Tang's eyes, the starry sky was now as vast as the ocean. Stars twinkled around him, and nebulae filled the sky.
He stared intently ahead as the fighter jet, on autopilot, continuously tossed stars behind him.
"Gu Tang," Qin Junche's voice rang in her ears, "Ten minutes."
His voice remained as resolute as ever, without the slightest hesitation.
Gu Tang's gaze fell on the star map that Gu Yan had projected in front of him, his eyes following the deliberately marked white dots.
Ten minutes...
He took a deep breath, having no doubt about Qin Junche's words.
This man not only possesses formidable martial arts skills that are never inferior to his own, but also demonstrates exceptionally keen judgment on the battlefield.
Gu Tang's gaze drifted slightly, his thoughts drifting back to two years ago, to Qin Junche, with whom he had joined forces to fight off the space pirates.
Even back then, without his past memories, he was still just as sharp.
"Advance" is the sharpest sword of the Galactic Empire, capable of cleaving through the sky.
He could command the entire imperial army when he retreated, making him the most calm and decisive imperial general.
Qin Junche has always been the one they are willing to follow wholeheartedly.
It wasn't just him, but also those people in the empire.
Those who, even after Qin Junche's fate had been unknown for ten years, were still willing to follow him, be loyal to him, and guard the entire Galactic Empire for him, waiting for their king's return.
It's a pity there's no mirror here, otherwise Gu Tang would definitely have seen that the light in his eyes had become gentler without him even realizing it.
The fighter jets were even faster, their silver, streamlined fuselages streaking across the night sky, making the stars seem to burn because of them.
"Seven minutes," Qin Junche's voice rang out again.
Gu Tang didn't speak, but listening to Qin Junche's voice, he actually felt a sense of relief.
He never wanted to carry the Galactic Empire on his shoulders, never had.
He didn't want to be the one giving orders and taking responsibility for the entire empire.
All he wanted was to become the empire's sharpest blade, a warrior who would strike fear into the hearts of his enemies under Qin Junche's command. And then, sometimes, he could hide behind Qin Junche, occasionally relax, and slack off a little.
"Gu Tang," Qin Junche's voice rang out again, "Left, thirty degrees."
Without hesitation, Gu Tang slightly veered his fighter jet to the left.
"Five minutes." Qin Junche took a deep breath. "At three minutes, you'll be on the left and I'll be on the right."
He paused, his tone calm, clear, but rapid: "I will draw away one-third of the enemy aircraft for seventeen minutes. You, shoot down the rest. When I return, target: the main ship."
He didn't ask Gu Tang if he could do it, just as Gu Tang didn't ask him if he could do what he said.
Whether it was ten years ago or ten years later, they have fought side by side countless times.
They not only flew fighter jets side by side, but also faced enemies far more powerful and opponents far more cunning and ruthless.
They also joined forces, and he once ventured alone into the enemy's lair, annihilating the entire space pirate force.
Gu Tang's gaze slowly dimmed, as if the light of the surrounding stars was also blocked by the fighter jet's beam, unable to reach his eyes.
Their teamwork is second to none.
But it was also destined that they could not walk side by side to the end.
"Gu Tang," Qin Junche's voice rang in his ear, "Ready."
"Yes." Gu Tang instantly perked up, the gloom in his eyes vanished, and he became serious.
Qin Junche's soft chuckle reached his ears again. It was gentle, like a feather lightly brushing against his earlobe. Gu Tang's ears instantly turned red.
Even the fair skin on her cheeks was tinged with a faint warmth.
“You…” Qin Junche sighed. He seemed to remember something, then added, “We’ll talk about it after this… Let’s go!”
Gu Tang wanted to ask, but his excellent professionalism made him instantly focus all his attention on what was in front of him.
On the projected star map in front of them, the white dots in the distance were clearly visible, and they were already very close.
Out of the corner of his eye, Gu Tang clearly saw Qin Junche's fighter jet swooping past him and hurtling into the starry sky ahead.
There, hidden behind a sky as dark blue as velvet, were more than twenty fighter jets, and even a main ship.
He took a deep breath, and his own fighter jet swept diagonally past, heading forward alongside Qin Junche on either side.
Standing in the command room of the central control tower, Gu Yan clenched his fists at his sides, then slowly relaxed them.
Although he was still very young, he looked remarkably tall and imposing in his crisp, handsome imperial military uniform. His youthful face, inheriting his father's striking and refined features, was striking. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, concealing the light in his eyes.
Gu Yan appears to have no relation to his age; he is so reliable and powerful.
The female officer who was originally in the central control tower stood behind him somewhat nervously, her eyes scanning the star map in front of Gu Yan, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Many questions were on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't dare to ask the boy in front of her who was clearly much younger than her.
She stood very close and could clearly feel the indescribable pressure emanating from the other person.
That feeling was very subtle; even the real commander of their Northern Planet military, her direct superior, had never given her such a feeling.
"The support is only two hours away from us via the star path." A clear male voice reached Gu Yan and the female officer's ears at the same time.
The female officer subconsciously looked up at the boy, but Gu Yan remained expressionless in front of the big screen.
Suddenly, he stretched out his fingers, his long, slender, wheat-colored fingers dancing rapidly in the air like he was playing a piano. The starry sky on the screen suddenly magnified, and two silver fighter jets roared past them, heading forward side by side.
The female officer saw it clearly.
No! It should be said that because the fighter jet belonged to their northern planet, she clearly heard what the two incredibly handsome men in the fighter jet were saying in the command room of the central control tower.
What they are doing is...
Could it be...?
The female officer blinked, then cautiously looked at Gu Yan.
She wanted to ask, but she didn't dare.
She overheard them discussing how to first split up their forces to destroy the fighter jets, and then board the main ship together.
Is it really that easy? In just twenty minutes, have these two really annihilated all twenty-odd fighter jets around the main ship?
Even if they are very powerful, there are only two of them!
She knew the fighter jets on the northern planet all too well; they were never top-of-the-line. Compared to the fighter jets at the important military bases of the Galactic Empire or in the capital, the fighter jets here were probably something that the soldiers in the capital wouldn't even give a second glance to, something that should have been phased out long ago.
But did these two people really manage to annihilate all twenty-odd enemy fighters while piloting just two ordinary, unremarkable fighters from their northern planet?
As if sensing her gaze, Gu Yan finally turned to look at her.
The boy seemed amused by the shock and confusion in her eyes, and the corners of his lips lifted slightly, revealing two dimples that were finally more in line with his age.
"Hmm." He nodded, his tone indifferent, yet carrying an undeniable, intense pride: "Enemy fighters, twenty-three in total, all destroyed."
joke!
Those were his two fathers.
One is the Galactic Empire's renowned formidable fighting force, which is among the top even within the military.
The other was a powerful figure whom even his father admired, and who had asked him to teach Gu Yanwu martial arts.
Most importantly, if there's anyone in the Galactic Empire who could even remotely be worthy of his father, someone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him, then... that person, his father, would be the only one who could be considered worthy.
A faint, proud smile appeared in Gu Yan's eyes.
He turned his head with satisfaction, but the image of the female officer's speechless shock was still in his mind.
The entire Galactic Empire… no! The entire interstellar space, would see this expression on his two fathers' faces.
normal!
Deep in the starry sky, two silver fighter jets had already sped back to a spot not far from the enemy's flagship.
Everything went very smoothly, almost as smoothly as when they stormed enemy lairs to wipe out space pirates.
Gu Tang and Qin Junche's fighter jets were currently hidden behind a meteorite that was large enough to block them. Their speed did not slow down; they flew towards the enemy's flagship at almost the same speed, taking advantage of the meteorite's momentum.
"Ten." Qin Junche's voice rang in my ears again, his breathing steady and his tone slightly deep, "...Nine."
Gu Tang extended his left hand and pressed it against the fighter jet's protective shield. His right hand held a small, exquisite metal ball, which, with just half a second's thought, would transform into his preferred weapon.
"Five." Qin Junche's voice remained as steady as ever.
Their meteorite was already very close to the enemy's flagship.
"Two." Qin Junche murmured softly, "One... Up!"
Almost simultaneously, the shields of the two fighter jets disappeared, and two agile figures swept out.
Silver light shimmered in their hands as they both lunged at the main ship, which appeared enormous even in the starry sky.
As if by unspoken agreement, it was impossible to say who made the first move, or whether they made their moves at the same time.
Two lightsabers, gleaming with silver light, sliced through the outer wall of the main ship, which looked like a steel behemoth, and broke into the vessel.
Inside the central control tower of the northern planet, Gu Yan's breathing suddenly became rapid.
His body leaned forward instinctively, his eyes fixed on the screen in front of him.
In an instant, Qin Junche and Gu Tang had already vanished into the enemy's flagship. If it weren't for the tear left on the outer wall, Gu Yan would have almost thought he was seeing things.
"I won!" He clenched his fist, slammed it heavily into his left palm, slowly exhaled, and took a few steps back.
A satisfied smile appeared on the young man's handsome face.
"But..." the female officer didn't understand. There must be many enemies on the flagship, and this flagship was definitely not an ordinary cruiser; it could even be considered the enemy's main warship.
There were only two of them, but they were indeed very powerful as they had just shot down more than twenty fighter jets.
But if the two of them board the enemy's main warship, even if the enemy uses a human wave tactic, they can still surround and kill them, right?
"Yes." Gu Yan nodded firmly.
He was in a really good mood, and smiled at the female officer again: "This is what they're really good at."
The female officer didn't understand.
Gu Yan didn't offer any further explanation.