In the command hall, the applause surged like waves.
Fatty beamed with joy, feeling a strong affection for the old man in front of him. Modestly, he said, "Marshal, you overpraise me. I'm just lucky, that's all."
"Lucky?!" Li Cunxin's eyes widened as he said, "Could luck allow Gazalin Emperor James to fall right into your hands?! Could luck hold back over a thousand mechas of the Desic Hunter Mecha Group for a full four hours?! Could luck take the entire Mars Free Port with just one destroyer?!"
The old man's words hit Fatty's sweet spot.
Seeing the Chuckna officers' surprised and admiring gazes all around, Fatty felt that the old man was kind-hearted and wise, growing a sense of camaraderie among heroes; he almost wanted to give him a hearty embrace and kiss.
"If it weren't for being in such a vigilant place, I'd want to have a drink with you!" Li Cunxin shook Fatty's hand vigorously, leading him forward to the officers, introducing them one by one starting from Pei Litong.
