MTL - Interstellar Fairy Tale-Chapter 31

The rebellion in Royce sounded the alarm for the people of the Muse system, especially in the Republic of Seth after the Shasha incident and the rioting of parliamentarians. This kind of panic about unknown enemies and powerful forces began to spread throughout the country.

Liu Xi and Marshal Helu made the same efforts, but still could not stop this terrible wave from invading.

"It's really a headache."

Liu Xi threw away the light pen after learning that David South, the commander-in-chief of the Mars Space Fleet, had declined the diplomatic meeting again, and an indescribable torrent slowly formed in his black eyes.

"If nothing else, Marshal Helu was also rejected, didn't he?"

"Yes." Kent stood in front of Liu Xi, with a small body and a serious expression, "Whether it is Marshal David or Consul Martin, they have refused all diplomatic meetings with the Republic of Seth for legitimate reasons. , things won't change."

"Really..."

Liu Xi's voice slowly dropped, and Kent didn't hear what he said next. However, Kent has no doubts about the determination of the young president. He believes that Liu Xi will not give up his persistence, even if he is rejected many times. What's more, in his opinion, Mars's current refusal is more of a diplomatic rhetoric. If you go deeper, whether it is Consul Martin or Marshal David, it is just to avoid the current boiling in Mars. The mood of war, if they meet the leaders of the Republic of Seth with great fanfare at this time, no matter what, Mars and Seth will be regarded as boarding a battleship. This is what David and Martin do not want to see. Although the Mars people are warlike, it does not mean that they will rush to the battlefield without knowing the details of the enemy. The war of Royce They have been taught enough lessons.

However, tying Mars to Seth's warship is what Liu Xi hopes to achieve at this moment. The artificial celestial body in Royce was controlled by El Fei and others. In addition, the fourth and ninth fleets were successively lost. The space combat capability of the Republic of Sri Lanka has been greatly weakened. It's hard to guarantee how bad things will get if the alien fleet already stationed at Royce's artificial celestial body moves further.

At least, those Mars people should know that the other party will not be satisfied just occupying an artificial celestial body, right?

Liu Xi lowered his eyes, his white fingertips slid across the bright tabletop, suddenly raised his head, and said to Kent, "I must see David South."

This is not like an order for Kent, more like Liu Xi told himself. As for how to get there, the young president already has a bold but absolutely effective plan.

However, after being rejected by David Soth many times, Liu Xi never thought of extending an olive branch to the γ planet in the Muse galaxy. It seems that he has never given trust to this planet, even Marshal Helu. the same.

Although David South declined Liu Xi's diplomatic meeting, it did not make him feel much relieved.

It has been a week since the Golden Empire Space Fleet was stationed in Royce, and the message sent by the Kanon military fortress showed that the fleet suddenly became silent. And the reason is unknown.

"Commander Terry, is this the answer you gave me?"

David Soth frowned deeply. Although these alien visitors were silent at this moment, the fiasco of the fleet would not disappear at all. The Royce artificial celestial body is less than four billion kilometers away from the Canon military fortress. For the space fleet with long-range navigation and combat capabilities, it is only a short distance away. It is definitely not Terry's style to relax his vigilance because of the enemy's short dormancy. If Terry insists on doing so, Edgar and Hansen will also offer advice.

On the other hand, this alien fleet occupied Royce, not only militarily damaged Seth and Mars, but also in a more political sense - if they had this plan, these alien visitors, it is likely Use Royce as a springboard into the Muse galaxy.

By that time, the entire Muse galaxy will not be able to avoid the fate of destruction.

"Sorry, Commander."

Terry's face was also bad, but he could only try his best to persuade David South to suppress the heated domestic fighting mood with a hoarse voice.

"We can't take the initiative to provoke that fleet unless we have more than five points of confidence."

Although this is useless, it is the only conclusion that Edgar and Hansen have come to after discussing it.

Facing an enemy that is several times stronger than oneself, it is not enough to have only the belief in victory and high fighting spirit. If victory can be won only with passion and belief, the war will not be called war.

"We are soldiers, and it is honorable to die in battle, but before we fight for our own honor, the first thing we need to do is to protect the lives of our citizens and the security of our country."

David cut off the communication device, and his big white gloved hand stroked the family portrait on the desk, pursing his lips.

Madoff Military Academy

lunch time.

John Jonathan put down his plate and sat across from Shang Ping. Yesterday, the brunette and Austin fought each other in the single-handed fighter practice, and it was no surprise that he lost to that guy again. The blond woman's face, looking at him when he walked out of the practice room, made John really want to beat someone.

"Shang Ping, why can you beat him, but I have never won?"

John scooped the thick soup, cut open the beef loin, and took a big bite. Even though the carrot on the dinner plate was carved into a bud that was about to bloom, it was still pushed aside by John in disgust.

"What are you talking about?" Shang Ping looked at John's actions in disapproval, and took a piece of broccoli and put it in his mouth, "John, you will cause nutritional imbalances if you eat like this. During the next physical examination, the instructor is likely to You fail."

"Tsk!"

John was distracted by Shang Ping again, and reluctantly stuffed the carrot into his mouth, "I'm not a rabbit."

Looking at John chewing the carrot in his mouth, Shang Ping thought a little unkindly, should he tell the big man that rabbits don't really like carrots that much?

"Hi Shang Ping, John!"

Zhou Ting and Joseph came over with dinner plates. Joseph did not choose a course in the afternoon. Zhou Ting and Shang Ping took the earth history as an elective.

"Hi Zhou, John."

Shang Ping greeted the two, and John was still struggling with his carrot.

Although the restaurant is full of teenage boys, the strict military education still makes the whole restaurant appear orderly and without any loud noises. Only in the corner of the second floor, a group of junior students gathered together seemed to be discussing something intensely. Shang Ping glanced curiously, and it was vaguely visible that there seemed to be a few acquaintances in that small circle, well, they could be regarded as acquaintances. Although he still doesn't know the name of the gray-haired boy, at least they got along "happily" in the Kanon military fortress.

"Shang Ping, what are you looking at?"

Joseph focused on the food on the plate just like John. Zhou Ting followed Shang Ping's line of sight, then frowned, "Is it those guys?"

"You know them?"

"It can't be called acquaintance, it's just that those guys are very eye-catching now."

"Oh?"

Shang Ping became interested, and Zhou Ting sighed for this friend's hindsight, "Don't you know about a radical organization called 'Eagle' in the academy? They are all brainless fanatics, clamoring all day long. They want to use blood and force to wash away the shame of the fleet, but they don't even know how much they are, an enemy that even the Sixth Fleet and Eighth Fleet can't defeat, they... oh, sorry, Shang Ping."

"It's ok."

Shang Ping put down his fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He had heard of this organization, which had existed since the very beginning of the Madoff Military Academy. However, it has always been just a small group of people making small troubles, and the academy has turned a blind eye. After all, despite the advertised militarized education, these young children also need to be given some freedom. Because of Mars' political system, being moderately radical is not a bad thing. However, because the Sixth Fleet and the Eighth Fleet were involved in the battle against the Golden Empire, the domestic fighting mood became more and more high, which naturally also had an impact on the Madoff Military Academy. The organization used this as an excuse to start Recruit members aggressively, and act more and more high-profile. An instructor once reported this to the principal, Gus, but the principal, who was a politician, has remained silent so far.

"It's all a bunch of guys with only blood and no brains."

Apparently, John and Joseph are also a little bit uncomfortable with the recent publicity of this organization. In any case, they used the defeat of the space fleet as a target, which has already involved their friend Shang Ping. This is something they cannot laugh at.

"Forget it." Shang Ping didn't seem to care much about this. He put his chin on one hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if they are stupid or smart, they are just too idealistic. Victory over the enemy seems too easy and cheap."

"Shang Ping, is this really not like what you would say?"

"Really? It doesn't matter anyway. My ideal is only a logistics supply reserve officer. As for those combat matters, it has nothing to do with me for the time being."

"My God, Shang Ping, haven't you given up the idea of ​​being a transporter yet?"

"Of course not. Also, think about your wording, Joseph, not a transporter, but a logistical supply reserve officer. Be careful in the future when you board a battleship and find yourself without any supplies!"

"All right."

Joseph shrank his neck, but John patted him on the shoulder sympathetically. As a brother and sister sacrificed by Shang Ping's poisonous tongue, John was very willing to give Joseph a little sympathy and comfort.

After lunch, John and Joseph went over the shoulders to the single fighter practice warehouse, while Shang Ping and Zhou Ting went to the classroom. When he met Austin at the door of the classroom, Zhou Ting looked at the blond boy who had greeted them politely, and at the same time took the position beside Shang Ping without a trace, patted Shang Ping on the shoulder sympathetically, and blinked.

My friend, a good character is not necessarily a good thing.