MTL - Interstellar Fairy Tale-Chapter 108

Just when the 678th Star of the Golden Empire was shrouded in the haze of war and conspiracy, the military regime of Mars in the Muse Galaxy was in a fierce quarrel.

The relationship between Commander-in-Chief David South and Marshal Hodder is still as irreconcilable as water and oil. David's adjutant Joe and the Gemini beside Marshal Hodder have unexpectedly maintained a rare friendship. But the three young men were clearly exhausted by the bickering of the two highest-ranking figures in the military, so why should even the most meaningless words be recorded truthfully?

Qiao and Feng Qiang cast suspicious eyes on Martin, the chief executive who was sitting idle while watching the minutes of the meeting, while Feng Jian remained expressionless, if he could ignore the blue veins on his forehead.

The President of the Republic of Seth, Liu Xi, seems to have already foreseen the current situation. After confirming the seventh planetary fleet participating in the operation with Marshal Helu, he immediately returned to Seth, saying that he was busy with government affairs, which made Helu who was forced to stay behind. Marshal Lu was very angry. Sure enough, politicians are a group of cunning and annoying guys! After that, he joined the quarrel between David South and Hodder without hesitation.

The fighting between the two sides turned into a three-way gladiatorial fight.

Chief Executive Martin nodded and said with a smile, "Well, that's fine."

There was a chill behind Liu Xi, the president of the Republic of Seth.

The quarrels that are staged on time every day are not without doubt, at least further planning has been made on the fleet materials and personnel involved in the operation, and the established routes have also been redesigned. Marshal Helu even proposed to restart the abandoned Luo. The Iss artificial fortress was immediately dismissed.

The quarrels of the upper-level figures obviously did not affect the grass-roots decision-makers in the fleet. Colonel Edgar, commander of the Sixth Fleet of Mars, and Major General Charles, the commander of the Twelfth Fleet, reorganized the fleet on their own, and some of the students who had just graduated were eliminated. Unexpectedly, the officers and soldiers sent by the Seth military were integrated into the two predetermined fleets. Of course, most of them were doing civilian work. This group of Seth might not be able to charge into the battle, but it is obviously better to develop escape routes and concealed ways.

"So, is there an explanation?"

Colonel Edgar held the general's hat in his hand, which almost became his habitual action, and he didn't care about Zuo Jia's strange expression when he was promoted to the position of adjutant.

Major General Charles clasped his hands in snow-white gloves, restraining himself not to pull out his matching gun and kill the disfigured man in front of him.

Well, he admitted that Colonel Edgar is a rare war genius. His record has far exceeded the positions and ranks currently conferred, but this does not mean that this man can ignore the iron discipline of the Mars army!

The military looks neat and tidy. Students who have just graduated from the Madoff Military Academy know this discipline!

"Colonel! If you wish to hear my opinion, at least, please maintain respect for military appearance."

"Ah?" Colonel Edgar seemed to be at a loss for a moment, then nodded suddenly, and immediately buckled his military cap, "Okay."

Ignoring the pinched folds of the military cap, he grinned, revealing eight teeth.

Major General Charles has only one thought at the moment, he wants to beat this man, absolutely!

Zuo Jia and Charles' adjutant left the conference room before the two commanders threw their fists at each other. If they fight, it is best not to have outsiders present, let alone fight at all. At least Colonel Edgar never got serious with Major General Charles.

"Yes, when Colonel Edgar was still a lieutenant, after a battle in which the fleet lost nearly three-quarters of the time, he had a fight with officers such as Captain Charles and was almost sent to court martial. In that terrible battle, Colonel Edgar lost one of his best friends..."

The adjutant of Major General Charles came from an aristocratic military family and knew a lot about the secrets of these commanders of the fleet.

"real?"

Zuo Jia was obviously taken aback and fought with his colleagues. It was hard to imagine that Colonel Edgar would do such a thing. But the adjutant didn't seem to want to say more, and was annoyed by his talkativeness. The two came down from the teleportation bridge and happened to meet the captain of the fighter formation and a few newly transferred players. They seem to be arguing about something.

Zuo Jia saw a familiar figure, greeted Charles' adjutant, and walked over.

"Austin."

"Zuo Jia?"

Austin turned his head, his expression was a little surprised, but also with the persistence of the argument just now, making this indifferent beautiful teenager look more vivid.

"What's wrong?"

Zuo Jia, as Colonel Edgar's adjutant, had to report to the commander immediately if there was any situation in the fleet or personnel, which also made Zuo Jia an unpopular person.

"It's nothing, just discussing the formation of the fighters."

Austin gave a rare smile, and several teammates and the captain of the fighter detachment did not seem as angry as Zuo Jia thought, and nodded. Once these warriors of Mars talked about the war, their meticulousness was beyond description. Stubborn.

Zuo Jia breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Austin onto the teleportation bridge.

"Austin, I find you more likeable now than I am, which is really frustrating to me."

"...Believe it or not I threw you out of here?"

Zuo Jia smiled and shrugged.

"Let's go to lunch with me. I just have something to tell you. Colonel William has contacted the commander before. Did you really get your order from a formal channel?"

"Of course." Austin replied without hesitation, "Zuo Jia, did the commander reveal when to leave?"

"It's not clear. Speaking of which, isn't it faster to ask your father?"

"He won't tell me."

Austin and Zuo Jia stopped in front of the second restaurant. Both of them liked the pan-fried lamb chops here. Austin was recommended by Shang Ping. He didn't like lamb before. This is what Zuo Jia learned not long ago.

Austin was holding a knife and fork, and was a little absent-minded. Zuo Jia sighed, feeling more and more that love was something that made people's IQ index drop vertically.

Capital of the Golden Empire, Ivan Palace

Black tea laced with royal spices exudes heat, and delicate pastries do not appeal to most people in the lounge—except, of course, Lieutenant General Metz. Although this handsome young man used graceful movements, it was not uncommon for him to show an unrefined appetite. At this time, no one had the leisure to make fun of this young general who was as famous for his achievements as he loved food.

"Has Your Majesty already decided?"

"It should have been decided, not to mention that Earl Reichart has no intention of denying it at all."

"But that puzzle star is really troublesome. The most recent war was when His Majesty Heiny II was on the throne, and Hainie III didn't have time to pay attention to this puzzle star."

"Yeah, the energy of the first half of the great Heiny III's life was devoted to the fleet directly under the siege of His Majesty Heiny II, and the second half of his life was devoted to beauties and wines. Maybe it's time to celebrate his reign. One-half of His Majesty Heiny II."

"Is war alone enough to conquer the mysterious star? Don't we need other humane methods? After all, it has been thousands of years..."

"Humanity? When did this word exist in the army of the Golden Empire?"

"There is no such word in His Majesty's dictionary. He is a born dictator, and he will surely add glory to the Edrich family with blood and the bones of his enemies."

"Everyone..."

The generals and ministers in the lounge heard this voice and stopped talking at the same time. Soran Edrich appeared at the door of the conference room, with a slender and tall figure, the beauty bestowed by God, the iron blood of a soldier and the majesty of the royal family. , so that no matter where the young emperor appears, he will immediately win everyone's attention and attention.

"Conquest requires only warships and blood."

This short sentence heralded the imminent arrival of the first large-scale war launched by Soran Edrich at the beginning of his reign.