The male supporting character was actually myself.

Boss, not many people know that I'm a girl. Even my comrades think I'm a guy.

I usually call everyone "brother," so how did Lin Fan know my real gender?

If he had accessed my classified information in the military's database through the Luo family, it would be somewhat understandable.

But my sister changed her name to Laura after coming to the main planet, and we sisters no longer even use that name to address each other!

How did a complete stranger know that?

Oh dear, I've given myself away.

Jiang Chen put down his cigar and asked in return, "With so many coincidences, what do you think?"

Tang Xiaoqi lowered her voice even further, "I have a bold guess."

Our enemy is the Serpentine Galaxy. I had a couple of opportunities to capture a few high-ranking guys and then I discovered a secret!

The Serpent Galaxy has developed an advanced technology that can create bionic human skin!

The prisoners, who had been subjected to severe torture, confessed that they had mastered this technology as early as forty years ago.

However, due to the imperfect technology at the time, the successfully manufactured bionic skin was extremely rare, and it required frequent maintenance after a period of use, so it could not be put into mass production.

After years of experimentation, they are now able to produce flawless bionic skin.

This kind of human skin is custom-made according to a predetermined shape, and once worn, it looks exactly like a real person.

But each person only has one chance to wear the leather, and I don't really understand what compatibility or incompatibility issues are.

In summary: the originally disgusting snake-like humans can blend into our galaxy undetected by wearing bionic skin! Moreover, this bionic skin can already be mass-produced and sold in large quantities through certain channels.

Do you think the current Lin Fan might be the same Lin Fan wearing a cyborg skin?

"Have you reported the information about the bionic skin?"

"This is a very important matter. Who knows if there are any spies lurking in the ranks? Of course, I reported it immediately." Tang Xiaoqi looked nervous. "Did I do something wrong?"

"That's terrible. I've already told General Sulan what happened today..."

Almost instantly, Jiang Chen thought of Lu Bote, who hadn't changed in thirty years.

Did Grandma Xia and the others fall into the hands of the snake-like people back then?

He smiled and shook his head, saying, "Xiao Qi, you did a great job!"

Next, you need to protect yourself and secretly observe any strange behavior from Lin Fan. Stay far away from him. If it really is that Lin Fan, he might try to harm you from behind.

I'll arrive no later than the day after tomorrow morning, and we can discuss this further after we meet up.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Live Broadcast of Interstellar Warfare

The script remains unchanged.

Since the last update, there has been no interaction between the main character Lin Fan and the story has been progressing in an orderly manner.

Jiang Chen nestled on the sofa, reviewed his plan from beginning to end, and felt that there should be no flaws before getting up and returning to his room to continue his work and then rest.

........................

The area around the interstellar battlefield was in complete disarray.

After the barrage of gunfire, the wrecked mechs, broken spaceships, and even mutilated corpses were propelled into the air by the impact of the even more intense firepower.

As Imilu watched the Storm, mired in a quagmire of bitter fighting, and the countless mechs, combat ships, and starships being destroyed in retreat, the silent battle scenes were cruel and tragic, filling him with a sense of despair.

The storm was strong, and Tang Xiaoqi was also very powerful.

But ultimately, she was just one person and one mech, and she couldn't turn the tide of the entire interstellar battlefield.

That Lin Fan is indeed somewhat strange.

Although their combat strength was not strong, their command was mediocre, and their tactics were not very clever.

But he always manages to win unexpectedly, giving a boost to the low morale.

The longer it drags on, the more dangerous the galaxy becomes.

"The storm rescue operation has failed; the storm cannot be brought back!"

"Fourth squad of mechs, advance according to the strategic plan!"

"The gap on the right rear needs to be filled, coordinates..."

……

The strategic command headquarters was chaotic yet orderly; everyone looked exhausted but remained on high alert, constantly monitoring the battle situation.

General Su Lan was in charge of rescuing Tang Xiaoqi and bringing her back safely.

She is already seventy years old this year and plans to undergo a full-body cell regeneration and new technology in ten years, at which time her appearance will be restored to that of a thirty-year-old.

This is also a common maintenance technique used by people in the upper galaxies who can live up to three hundred years old.

At this moment, General Su Lan's already aged face was full of fatigue, and her loose skin and dark circles under her eyes made her look even older.

"The enemy has made tactical adjustments to counter Storm's overwhelming combat power." The deputy general beside him said anxiously, "The Fourth Mech Squadron is advancing too slowly. Storm is trapped in the encirclement and can't retreat at all!"

General Su Lan frowned deeply. "Xiao Qi hasn't rested for twenty-one hours straight. Even if she's young and has strong mental abilities, she's fighting beyond her limits! If this continues, even if she manages to return, her body will be damaged..."

Where is Lin Fan?

"Let him lead a small team out to rescue the storm!"

Before Jiang Chen's super starship arrives, Storm is the only hope that might reverse the course of the war, and no accidents can be tolerated!

The all-out rescue mission was issued, and Lin Fan, who had just received the order, was about to step forward when he hesitated, glancing at the storm in the distance.

Save Tang Xiaoqi?

If she manages to withdraw successfully, my performance on the battlefield is not even a tenth as good as hers!

When the war ends, won't Tang Xiaoqi steal all the limelight?

What's more, those are futuristic mechs...

If Tang Xiaoqi dies;

Or, overloading the machine could damage your telekinetic abilities, rendering you unable to pilot it anymore.

Who is most likely to be the one to cause the storm?

Thinking of this, Lin Fan stopped.

There are very few people in the galaxy with stronger telekinetic abilities than me now, and with Luo Ziyu's help, obtaining Storm will be a piece of cake.

It seems that Tang Xiaoqi is still far from collapsing.

It would be better to delay for a while longer, until her mental power is damaged and she is physically exhausted, then I can lead a small team to use the system to bring the storm back unexpectedly.

It allows you to both showcase your talents and attract attention – a win-win situation!

When the war gets intense and Tang Xiaoqi can't go to war, he can ride the Storm and make a name for himself!

"I'm sorry, I've been piloting the mech for two hours straight, and I'm not feeling well," Lin Fan said, feigning weakness. "I need to step down and rest immediately. I... I can't take it anymore!"

Upon hearing his reply, the expressions of everyone at the headquarters turned somewhat grim.

Luo Jiaxun, Luo Ziyu's father and a high-ranking executive of the administrative star, was quite dissatisfied when he saw this. "Xiao Fan is already feeling unwell. Why can't we let him take a break? Does he want to die of exhaustion on the battlefield?"

"Get him down quickly; the storm rescue plan can be carried out by someone else."

The atmosphere at the headquarters was somewhat somber.

Commander-in-Chief Imilu gave Luo Jiaxun a meaningful look.

"They held out for more than 20 hours during the storm without complaining. When it came to the point of no return, some people were still openly slacking off."

"Isn't he just relying on the Luo family's power? Who can command him?"

"The storm is our only hope; isn't rescuing him the most important thing?"

"If you're so good, you do it! Didn't you hear Lin Fan say he wasn't feeling well? Everyone gets tired when they're on the battlefield every day. Do you have to work yourself to death?"

"Storm was overloaded because he didn't take care of himself, so why should others pay for his mistakes? If Lin Fan tries to rescue him by force and sacrifices himself, who will be responsible?"

"Storm is an idiot! It's incapable of doing anything but it still charged upwards, and now it needs someone else to save it!"

"Hey upstairs, can you have some decency? You only have the chance to spout nonsense on StarNet when Storm is on the front lines. You're the kind of person who eats the food and then curses the cook. Disgusting!"

"+1! Quickly report that guy who's insulting Storm. Let's see if he's a spy in android skin, deliberately smearing heroes from the rear and stirring up trouble!"

……

A website suddenly appeared on the StarNet and spread like a virus.

It even features short videos of various interstellar battles, as well as live broadcasts, and various latest news such as the android skin incident is also shown.

Although the signal was sometimes weak, causing lag or sudden black screens, this website, which appeared out of nowhere, became an instant sensation throughout the galaxy because it allowed people to see the interstellar battlefield from a first-person perspective during the great war that gripped the entire galaxy!

Those with free time can watch it on a large screen at home;

People at work use computers, smart communicators, or even basic robots to slack off and peek.

Countless comments flooded the comments section of each video instantly.

Some shouted "Long live the galaxy!"; some thanked the soldiers on the front lines; and naturally, there were those who feared nothing more than a peaceful world.

The Star Wars Command also discovered the website immediately.

Imilu carefully reviewed the videos for a moment and found that neither the short videos nor the intermittent live streams contained any internal information and would have any negative impact on the operation.

"Should we try cutting off the signal?" the deputy said softly. "Some newly returned soldiers reported that small broadcasting robots, the kind commonly used by civilians, were found in certain areas of the battlefield."

With his face contorted by scars, Imiro shook his head and denied it, saying, "There's no problem with these broadcasts."

This will prevent our plans from being leaked;

On the contrary, it can boost morale and the unity of the people in the galaxy, which may be due to some entertainment companies.

Let them broadcast it; it'll be a good opportunity for the entire galaxy to see how our warriors are fighting valiantly on the front lines to protect the galaxy's security!

A small team will be dispatched to monitor the situation closely, and the signal will be immediately cut off if any unbearable footage is detected.

The deputy accepted the order and left.

As Imiro watched the squadrons of mechs being dispatched, his brow furrowed deeply.