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Jufeng looked at the information about Pand Zhong's son that Ouyang Chang had brought him and found it quite interesting. It added a touch of amusement amidst the many troubles he faced.
"Pan An? Pand Zhong really knows how to name his son."
Before long, a young man pushed the door open and, after being introduced by Ouyang Chang, sat down across from Jufeng. Ouyang Chang then turned and left, leaving the two of them alone in the spacious conference room, which felt somewhat desolate with only two people present.
Jufeng was the first to speak, naturally bringing up Pan An's name.
"You truly live up to the name your father gave you."
Pan An was indeed very handsome, likely comparable to that senior from several years ago. In Jufeng's impression, aside from Situ Yu and Politeness, Pan An's appearance was perhaps the most impeccable.
With sharp features and elegant brows, Pan An exuded a refined charm. However, at that moment, a deep sorrow hidden between his brows added a touch of Lin Daiyu-like melancholy to his demeanor.
Receiving the compliment, Pan An did not seem pleased; he merely replied lightly, "It's just a facade. I came to see General Ju today because I have a request."
Jufeng had never met Pan An before and had some past grievances with Pand Zhong. Therefore, under any circumstances, Pan An should not have appeared so natural and direct. The only explanation for this demeanor was that he had suppressed all his emotions to achieve it.
Anyone capable of doing this must have significant ambitions.
Yet Jufeng found this straightforwardness rather refreshing and began to regard the young man with newfound respect.
"Go on."
After receiving Jufeng's acknowledgment, Pan An paused for a moment before saying, "I want to take up a position in the Hurricane Army."
Jufeng was taken aback by this request, unsure why Pan An would bring it up in front of him.
"Why?" Jufeng asked.
"Because I witnessed the strength of the Hurricane Army and want to avenge my father, this is the best way."
"You think you can just do that?"
"That's right, I am the Major General stationed on this planet."
At this point in the conversation, Jufeng realized that Pan An was indeed the Major General from the battlefield. Jufeng had not known this before; he suddenly thought about how painful it must be to watch one's closest family member leave in such a situation.
Before Jufeng could ask more questions, Pan An explained his intentions in detail.
"That battle was brutal; the First Army was nearly annihilated. If the Military Affairs Department transfers me to another army, it will be difficult for me to avenge my father. Right now, among all the forces in the United Nations, you are the only one capable of standing against Cao Ke. Therefore, I have no other choice but to seek revenge."
Pan An's straightforwardness struck Jufeng again; there were no flattering words directed at him, only a strong sense of purpose.
"But," Jufeng pondered for a moment, looking at Pan An with a cold gaze, "why should I help you?"
Pan An seemed to have anticipated this question and replied, "Because my experience and skills in battleships are unparalleled. If I join the Hurricane Army, I can transform it into a second First Army."
After a pause, Pan An added, "Six months is enough."
If those words had come from anyone else, Jufeng would have thought they were either still asleep or drunk. But Pan An was different.
The information Jufeng held was clear. Pan An graduated at the top of his class from the Universal Military Academy and was a pillar of the First Army; after Pand Zhong, he was the most suitable candidate for Commander of the First Army.
Someone like him would be an asset anywhere; Jufeng found it hard to refuse him. However, there were some things Jufeng wanted to voice—like how Pand Zhong's death might not necessarily be solely blamed on Cao Ke.
Yet ultimately, Jufeng couldn't bring himself to speak up. As Ganwen and others had said, sometimes for more significant matters, they had to keep silent and do things that weighed heavily on their conscience.
Even though it felt very unfair to Pan An.
"Actually, before your father left, I sent you a message, but it was too late."
Pan An nodded and said, "I saw the records at the control center. Thank you."
Jufeng knew that the conversation should come to an end here, as there was too much for Pan An to absorb.
"Alright, I can promise you that, but the Commander of the Hurricane Army is not me. Whether you are accepted or not depends on Ikeda Kenji's decision. Good luck."
Pan An stood up, bowed deeply, and turned away in solitude.
Jufeng watched Pan An's retreating figure, thinking that if the death of Commander Pan could awaken a new generation of Commanders and bring about great hatred towards the Suihuan Army, it might not be such a bad thing after all.
But what right did he have to decide someone else's life?
...
Ikeda Kenji had been feeling quite frustrated lately.
The first issue was because of Xiao Ji. He had seen Tong Bailong and his group kidnap the long-famous Xiao Ji, and he felt a surge of joy inside, thinking that the Hurricane Army would surely gain a foothold among the various armies of the United Nations because of this incident.
However, unexpectedly, the Dragon Breaker Army returned Xiao Ji, forcing the Hurricane Army to resolve everything from start to finish. The interrogation now fell squarely on his shoulders.
Ikeda Kenji was still pondering how to peacefully and pleasantly resolve matters with Xiao Ji when another wave of trouble hit— Jufeng sent another person over.
"You... why do you want to join the Hurricane Army? You should know we are a newly formed army with no achievements at all. You are a Major General of the First Army; you shouldn't be lowering yourself to my level."
When Pan An saw Ikeda Kenji, he found his aura quite approachable. He knew his father was very utilitarian-minded, while Jufeng was another extreme—too unruly. Both were traits he disliked. However, this person before him exuded righteousness, which further solidified his own convictions.
"You just captured Xiao Ji; I witnessed everything. How can you say there are no military achievements? I believe this feat will go down in history."
Ikeda Kenji thought about the honors and achievements of the Military Affairs Department that had yet to be announced, and he quickly forgot about it. After Pan An mentioned it, he found himself unable to refute the point.
He wasn't quite sure what Jufeng meant, but judging by the documents in his hand and the person across from him, it seemed like a reliable choice. However, he couldn't make a decision on his own just yet, so he shifted his gaze to a group of five people not far away.
Five and Politeness exchanged glances; the latter frowned helplessly and muttered, "Why do I have to handle this kind of thing?"
Politeness walked over to Pan An's side. Just earlier, he and Five had come up with a plan to decide whether or not to take in the person before them, which would benefit both parties.
He handed a cup of coffee to Pan An and said, "You showing up like this might not be easy for us Brothers to explain. How about this: I'll give you a task, and if you can complete it, you'll be one of our generals in the Hurricane Army."
Pan An took the coffee cup but didn't drink from it. He looked up at Politeness and said, "I would like to hear more details."
"You need to communicate with Xiao Ji. I hope her Scorpion Army can switch sides."
(To be continued)
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