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The "big white goose" finally caught up.

She grabbed the dog leash on the ground, finally freeing the person in the tree.

But with her exquisite yet aloof face upturned, she showed no intention of apologizing.

Song Xingye, perched on a tree, protested rather discontentedly in his broken, self-taught Russian:

"Hey! Can't you discipline your dog properly?"

The white goose tilted its head, as if it had taken some effort to understand the broken pronunciation.

Then, she switched to fluent Mandarin and replied slowly and deliberately, "It's always been very obedient and never bites."

She glanced up at the man hugging the tree, deliberately emphasizing her words, "Unless... it encounters someone annoying. Like, some gossipy guys."

Under the tree, the big black dog was panting, its tongue lolling out, making "ha, ha, ha" sounds. Its two large, dark eyes were darting upwards, as if echoing its owner's words.

Song Xingye immediately realized that the big white goose had recognized him.

This woman holds a grudge.

Having witnessed firsthand what it means to rely on one's dog for power, Song Xingye said irritably, "The dog you raise is just like its owner, unreasonable in every way."

The white goose narrowed its eyes dangerously and let out a cold laugh.

Then, with a slight flick of her fair wrist, the dog leash she had just gripped slipped off again, "accidentally."

Seeing the female officer's calm, frivolous, and indifferent demeanor, Song Xingye's heart skipped a beat—

This woman really intends to abandon us!

A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, so he immediately admitted defeat and pleaded with the old lady until she took pity on him and picked up the rope again.

Song Xingye climbed down the tree, and just as he brushed off the bark and walked up to her, the other party suddenly raised her knee and slammed it into his head without warning!

"Holy crap..."

Although Song Xingye had been on guard against this woman, he was still shocked by her fierce and unpredictable way of taking action.

He slightly pulled back, and with one hand he steadily pressed down, intercepting the opponent's knee strike.

However, the big white goose's move was just a feint. Taking advantage of Song Xingye's relaxed vigilance, it delivered a solid hook punch to his stomach.

"Holy shit! That tigress!"

Song Xingye instantly doubled over in pain.

The large white goose lunged forward, one hand holding the dog leash, the other gripping the back of his neck, mocking him mercilessly: "Say it again, who's the tigress?"

The big black dog sat faithfully and obediently to the side, watching the battle, continuing to make "ha, ha, ha" breathing sounds.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

Song Xingye was completely subdued and lost all his temper.

It's one thing to be afraid of dogs, but I didn't expect the owner to be even more difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, the white goose didn't hold a grudge and easily shook him off, allowing Song Xingye to carefully examine the big black dog in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the dog's size was even more terrifying when viewed up close.

It had a red stripe on its forehead, a bear-like face, and a roar like a tiger. Its thick, coarse black mane bristled like steel needles in the cold wind.

Although not as slovenly as a stray dog, it is still quite wild!

Its size was the largest of all the canines Song Xingye had ever seen, almost the same size as a black donkey.

Seeing the other party sizing him up, the big black dog seemed to be getting restless again.

Its short, thick snout drooped heavily, and it nuzzled Song Xingye's trouser leg, sniffing incessantly.

The white goose, which was about to leave with its rope, stopped when it saw the rope taut again and the big black dog whimpering around Song Xingye.

She walked over suspiciously, grabbed Song Xingye's sleeve without a word, and smelled it. Her brow furrowed slightly. "Lavender? You're a guy, why are you wearing perfume?"

Song Xingye quickly shook his head, "It's just laundry detergent, what's the problem?"

"No problem."

The white goose lowered its sleeves, took two steps back, and explained, "The owner of the black sun used to often smell of lavender. It's probably homesick, which is why it keeps jumping on you."

"So it wasn't your dog after all?"

"Once, there was a leak in the fuel pipeline of the umbilical tower... You know how toxic hydrazine is; even skin contact can cause poisoning... The owner of Black Sun was exposed to the toxic gas for a full five minutes in order to shut off the valve, and he died before he could reach the hospital."

As the white goose spoke, its expression softened unusually, and it reached out to ruffle Black Sun's head. "From then on, this dog was raised by us colleagues. It's very well-behaved and intelligent!"

Looking at that gaping, blood-red mouth, Song Xingye thought to himself, "How could you say the word 'good boy' like that?"

He asked curiously, "What breed is this dog? Is it a Tibetan Mastiff? What does it eat to grow so big?"

"Tibetan mastiffs aren't that big."

The large white goose chuckled, "This is a purebred Central Asian Alabai dog, also known as a Turkmen wolfhound. It weighs over 100 kilograms now..."

Over 100 kilograms! This dog is even stronger than me!

Song Xingye thought sullenly, "If I were to call Li Fengxian over, I wonder who would win between the man and the dog?"

Awooo—!!!

Just as I was distracted, a loud and piercing wolf howl suddenly rang out from outside the barbed wire fence of the launch site across the Gobi Desert.

Immediately afterward, Hei Ri, who had been sniffing around Song Xingye, suddenly raised its head.

As if in response to the provocation, it let out a deep rumble from the depths of its throat, then raised its head and barked wildly.

This bark was extremely peculiar, unlike ordinary dog ​​barks. It sounded more like a tiger's roar, sharp and piercing, with a faint echo of rolling thunder that made one's eardrums ache.

As the sun shrieked, the wolves outside the barbed wire fence howled even more frequently, accompanied by other howls echoing from all around.

Song Xingye was taken aback. "These wolves are quite bold, daring to provoke even a military restricted area? Should we send Black Sun out to teach them a lesson?"

He examined the big black dog's fangs and thought that it could bite through a wolf's neck like it was nothing.

The big white goose rolled its eyes. "If we really let the Black Sun pass by, it will truly fulfill the wishes of these wolves. They came specifically for the Black Sun."

"What's going on? Have our enemies come knocking?"

Song Xingye was completely confused.

"No, they came to propose marriage."

The white goose looked at the big black dog with eager eyes and a wildly wagging tail, feeling both amused and exasperated.

She then recounted the dog's scandalous affair of sneaking out of the base at night to meet a she-wolf, and eventually getting her pregnant.

Song Xingye was stunned, then suddenly realized:

"So this wolf outside brought his whole family to demand an explanation?"

"Pretty much. We sent people to chase it away before, but they couldn't get rid of it, so it just stands far away and howls from morning till night. It hides when someone comes, but comes back to howl as soon as they leave, like it's clocking in for work."

Upon hearing this, Song Xingye couldn't help but laugh, immediately recalling the melodramatic plot of "My warlord father and my gangster mother."

"So this mother wolf doesn't need to hunt, she just hangs out at the base entrance and howls all day?"

"It seems like other wolves are bringing it food, right? This female wolf has a high status in the pack; she might even be related to the wolf king."

The white goose shrugged, unwilling to say anything more.

She patted Hei Ri's head again and scolded him in Russian.

Judging from the big black dog's airplane ears, it must have been scolded.

Then the big white goose waved its hand and turned to leave.

"Wait, Zoya..."

Song Xingye suddenly remembered the important matter and subconsciously called out.

But then he saw the other person turn around with a livid face.

"What did you just call me?"

"Zoya, isn't that your name?"

The vein on the white goose's forehead seemed to throb, as it struggled to suppress the urge to throw a punch.

She gritted her teeth and said, word by word:

"Lyudmila Ivanovna Volkova, that's my real name. You can call me Mira, or Captain Volkova, but—please don't call me Zoya!"

The other person seemed to dislike this way of addressing them.

Song Xingye had no doubt that if he dared to shout again, she would pull out her sidearm and empty the magazine.

Lyudmila coldly warned him, "It is extremely impolite and foolish to casually address an unfamiliar woman as Zoya. Please have some self-respect."

Song Xingye immediately changed his tune, his expression becoming serious. "Mira, there's something I want to discuss with you, or rather, I need your help with."

Seeing the other person narrow their long, beautiful eyes, their face full of wariness, he quickly added, "This is definitely not a flirtation. I really have something urgent to discuss, and it could determine the success or failure of this launch mission!"

Sure enough, Mira's expression became slightly more serious upon hearing that it was related to the mission.

"Speak, what is it?"

Song Xingye stated definitively, "I believe there are some hidden dangers with the Zenit-2SB rocket or the Phobos probe. They may not be very serious, but if we don't take them seriously, the risk of launch failure is quite high."

Upon hearing this, Mira laughed dismissively.

"The Zenit-2SB is our trump card rocket, how could it possibly malfunction? As for the Phobos probe, it was built by the Lavochkin Design Bureau, R country's best design firm, it's even less likely to have a problem!"