After the "big cleanup" mission, everything on Four Minnow Star seemed to have fallen into a brief calm. The warriors of the Border Defense Department, after enduring long and intense battles, finally welcomed a breath of victory. Last night's celebration was a celebration of their victory and a mourning for fallen comrades. However, the joy after victory is always short-lived, as new challenges await them.
Early the next day, Captain Damian of the Star Fox summoned all personnel on board. They gathered in the grand conference room of the Star Fox, the atmosphere solemn and serious. Captain Damian stood at the front of the conference room, his gaze solemnly sweeping over every soldier and officer.
"Ladies and gentlemen, although we have achieved a decisive victory on Four Minnow Star, our mission is far from over," Captain Damian's voice echoed throughout the entire conference room. "The insect nest has been destroyed by us, but there are still many scattered bugs lurking underground, threatening the safety of the planet. We cannot let our guard down; we must continue to sweep away these remaining enemies."
His gaze wandered around the room, seemingly searching for everyone's determination and courage. "Starting today, I will reassign all personnel to their defense duties on Four Minnow Star. We need to ensure the safety of this planet and contribute to the future of the Interstellar Federation."
Captain Damian's words carried an unquestionable seriousness. "I know everyone is tired, having experienced too much sacrifice and loss. But we are soldiers of the Interstellar Federation, and protecting human peace and security is our responsibility and honor. I hope everyone can maintain the highest vigilance, be prepared, and be ready to face new challenges."
The atmosphere in the meeting room became even more solemn. Everyone realized that although the "Great Cleanup" mission had ended, the battle on Four Minnow Star was far from over. They would continue to stay on this planet, continuing their garrison duty until they ensured that there were no more threats on this land.
As Captain Damian finished his last sentence, every soldier and officer in the conference room stood up, responding to his words with determined eyes. They knew that the road ahead was still full of difficulties and challenges, but they also knew that as long as they stood united, there was nothing they couldn't overcome.
In Captain Damian's meeting, Leo sat in the corner with empty eyes. His heart was still struggling with the conversation with Grace and Mike's sacrifice. He felt like he was shrouded in shadow, with feelings of pain and loss like heavy iron chains tightly gripping his soul.
He listened to Captain's words, but they seemed like distant echoes to him, unable to reach his heart. He knew he should stand up, should show strength, but his heart was filled with conflict and confusion. Even Grace's words, though comforting, were not enough to dispel the darkness in his heart.
When Captain announced the new deployment mission, Leo tried to focus. He attempted to find a goal, a way to escape painful memories from these instructions. However, his doubts and the image of Mike remained ever-present, preventing him from fully engaging.
His body was in the conference room, but his thoughts were floating in the distant past. Whenever he thought of Mike's sacrifice, his heart felt tightly gripped. Leo knew that even if he stood up to participate in the mission, these painful memories and sense of loss would not disappear. He felt trapped in an inescapable loop, torn between wanting to move forward and being firmly bound by the past.
As the meeting ended, the officers began to leave one by one, and the entire conference room gradually emptied, leaving only scattered chairs and the sound of drifting papers. Just as Leo was about to step out of the conference room's door, he was stopped by the voice of Captain Damian. The Captain's voice sounded particularly clear in the empty conference room, accompanied by a subtle seriousness.
"Leo, stay, I have something to tell you," Captain Damian's tone carried a hint of authority.
Leo's heart tightened, feeling a sense of unease involuntarily. He turned around and walked back to Captain's side, his steps slow but firm. The unease in his heart was replaced by a professional seriousness. He stood in front of Captain, respectfully saluted in a standard military manner, then stood straight, his gaze firmly fixed on Captain.
The air seemed to have solidified, and the silence of the conference room was only broken by the distant sound of the ship's operation. Leo's heartbeat became more pronounced in this silence. He didn't know the reason for Captain's summons, but he was clear that whatever command or message it was, he had to accept and face it.
Captain's gaze was somewhat profound, as if he was weighing his words. Leo waited quietly, and his inner warrior instinct told him that no matter what happened next, he was already prepared.
Leo stood, gazing at Captain Damian. As Captain pressed the button on the table, the door to the conference room slowly closed with an almost inaudible click. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became more tense, and Leo's heart rate quickened, but he maintained a calm and composed demeanor on his face.
Captain looked at him, his eyes flashing with deep and complex light. After a moment, he spoke slowly, "Leo, please have a seat." His voice was deep and calm, seemingly hiding some profound meaning.
Leo nodded, still maintaining the demeanor of a soldier, and walked towards the chair indicated by Captain, then sat down. His back remained straight, displaying the calm and self-control expected of a military man despite the unsettling situation.
The meeting room door was tightly closed, leaving only the two of them. Leo knew that the upcoming conversation could be about significant military operations or personal fate, but regardless, he was prepared to listen and accept. Captain's expression appeared even more serious, as if about to broach an extremely important topic. Although Leo was filled with questions and nervousness, he still maintained an outward composure, waiting for Captain's next words.
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