MTL - The Sword of Galaxy-~ chapter 134

In the Era of the Milky Way, 3290, the Egret Star Interim Command.

The drizzle fell from the sky, the playground in front of the command post was shrouded in a layer of light gray rain and fog, and the ground gave off a humid and salty atmosphere. A group of soldiers stepped across the wet grass ground with their guns, and suddenly an armed aircraft appeared in the sky ahead, descending rapidly with a roar, and stopped on the playground in a rolling wind.

The soldiers hurried forward, but saw the hatch open, and the young Brigadier General Anders Aaron ran out with blood on his head and ran straight to the command post!

"Brigadier General Aaron!" The patrol was surprised, and he hurried to catch up and asked, "What's wrong with you? You can't go in! The Marshal is meeting with the officers of the Quartermaster ..."

However, Brigadier General Aaron pushed open the doorman and stumbled into the door: "Marshal! Where is Marshal ?! I have a frontline emergency report and must meet Marshal-"

Huh!

The door of the conference room was pushed open and hit the wall with a loud noise. Everyone in the conference room turned back suddenly, and saw Aaron pushing away a few soldiers who stopped him: "Marshal! Zhu Guixing was anxious on the front line, Heinrich was in trouble! Please save him, please--"

Celia looked up from the first seat and asked, "What's wrong?"

The Marshal of the League seems to always maintain the physical appearance of twenty-seven, with a tall figure, cold white, pure black eyes and deep features, as if carved with a knife, the corners of the lips are always a sharp and calm straight line . When he stared at something quietly, as if the solid and calm breath of steel was revealed from his bones, people could not help but feel solemn.

"Zhu ... Zhu Guixing's frontline military information was leaked, and the rebels attacked the city." Aaron reluctantly stopped breathing and spit, saying: "Brigadier General Heinrich asked the military for help, and the signal passed the parliament without any reason. Twelve hours passed! "

There was a big uproar when the words landed, and everyone's face changed drastically!

"How many rebels?" Silia asked.

"The army is all over, there are conservatively estimated 6,000 warships, but Zhu Guixing has only two thousand locally!" Aaron fell to his knees and collapsed: "On the front line, only Heinrich is guarding the city, Marshal! We have been with the front line. No news at all! I don't even know if he is alive! "

Celia shot the pen on the table with his backhand and got up and walked out.

"Kaleyan, let Movin take the Sixth Fleet to Zhu Guixing to support Heinrich." The marshal paused and said without looking back: "Tell the parliament and let the director of the Information Bureau, Abad, go to the parliament for questioning. , I'm rushing back to the capital Blue Xixing now. "

——The voice of the commander-in-chief of the alliance is calm and steady, without any waves. There seemed to be an invisible force in the voice that infected Aaron. He raised his head with hope, only to see that Silia pushed the door of the conference room for a moment, and his fingers trembled slightly.

"..." Aaron froze.

However, it was only a momentary moment, and soon Silia stepped out of the conference room, and the striding meteor disappeared at the end of the long corridor.

Union Capital, Blue Tiara.

The Union Building is a huge building with a dark blue body, up to six kilometers in height, and rising in a cone shape. As the political center of the entire alliance capital, it has three hundred particle turrets and a light-vibrating muzzle. The entire body is covered with a photoelectric barrier, and its strength can even block the attack of interstellar missiles. In addition, the third floor on the top floor is full of tarmacs. Hundreds of fighters patrol and guard the building every day, looking up from the ground. They circle around the building like a group of fast-moving hummingbirds.

The building itself can accommodate tens of thousands of people working at the same time. Its composition ranges from the speaker and minister, to ordinary civil servants and commanders, to the ground floor documents, guards, or lower-level officers who report from local garrisons in various galaxies.

Under such a system, the building is in a state of extreme busyness at all times. Civil servants who flew over the corridor by phone and cabinet ministers who walked into the conference room among the crowd were often visible. Lian usually seldom appears in the public view of the military chiefs, even Marshal Silia himself, sometimes with a cup of coffee, low-key through the bustling hall, and walked quietly to the corner waiting for the suspension elevator.

-Today, however, things seem different.

The floor of the hall was very light, and the moment the Alliance Commander stepped on, all the noise quickly calmed down.

Everyone looked up from their busy work and watched in horror as dozens of senior officials in the military department surrounded Marshal Silia, all the way through the hall, and walked towards the public court.

These rare big guys, who are rare to see each other, are somber and dark, and uniform uniforms and spears are like some kind of heavy signal, which is disturbing. And usually, the relatively gentle Marshal Silia, looked cold and expressionless, and when turning, the military emblem on his shoulder reflected a dazzling light.

No one dared to step forward, and no one even made a sound easily.

It wasn't until the pedestrian disappeared into the elevator that the chaos gradually returned to the hall: "What happened to the military?" "I heard that the military situation on the front line has leaked, and a Brigadier is dead!" "Oh my god, it's scary ..."

"On July 3rd of the Galaxy era, frontline garrison secrets were leaked, and the rebels took the opportunity to sneak in and surrounded the space island Zhu Guixing with several times our battleships. Brigadier General Seth Heinrich fought alone, outnumbered, and the current life and death are unknown ... ... "

The empty public court was silent, only the presiding voice of the presiding judge echoed in the air. After reading the three-page report, the old man finally picked up the hammer and tapped it gently.

"Director Abbot, what do you think about the leak of the frontline military newspaper?"

Abad raised his head from the defendant's seat, and subconsciously glanced at Marshal Silia on the prosecution's seat, the Marshal's eyes were dimmed and his eyes were still. Although he didn't look at him, he still kept his heart tight.

"The Information Bureau is extremely strict in the dissemination of all military newspapers. Since the beginning of the war, Zhu Guixing has been mentioned at the top secret level. No more than three people have been handled. The decoders are all officials at the level or above. It is impossible to leak from us. Go out! "The director swallowed, and said," Besides, the military report leaked without any evidence, no one knows it is true, or the battle on the front line is tight-"

With that said, someone in the military immediately quit: "Do you mean that Brigadier General Heinrich shirk his responsibility and misrepresents the situation ?!"

"This is also possible, isn't it? No one knows whether the rebel attack was really due to a leaked military report or our failure! Moreover, Brigadier General Heinrich had insufficient experience in leading troops, and the parliament discussed his appointment before the war. Many times ... "

"Enough!" This time speaking to General Abel, the general nicknamed "Black Bear" has always been known for his uprightness, and when he heard that, he immediately got angry and said: "Then how do you explain that the signal for help was detained? Didn't you leave from your information bureau? "

"... I'm very sorry about this," said Director Abad stiffly. "When the call for help came, it was blurred. When the system first screened it, it was wrongly placed in the column of unwanted signals ..." "

It was a stone that caused a thousand layers of waves. As soon as the words came down, the military immediately protested: "Impossible!" "Can light brain make this mistake ?!" "We need to read the system log!" The glory of the world! "...

"Quiet, quiet!" The presiding judge knocked on the hammer with a sullen expression: "Several generals, if you are not allowed to speak, you can only invite you out!"

Several people also wanted to say that they were blocked by Kaleyan's eyes, and they just sat down and said nothing.

The presiding officer then paid tribute to the prosecutor's head, "Speaker Konsettlin, the parliament's interpretation of this matter is ..."

"The parliament is very distressed about this and expresses its best wishes for the rescue of Brigadier General Heinrich and his subordinates." Douglas Conceitlin stood up, straightened his jacket slowly, and then whispered softly: "In addition, the parliament unconditionally supports the request of the military ministry to access the information bureau system log ..."

Several members of the military showed sorrow, only Kareyan, Abel, and others, who indifferently sneered.

Sure enough, I only heard Douglas continue to say, "But there is no precedent for this matter. To prevent future generations from imitating and abuse of power, the parliament must first develop a complete response mechanism-we will do our best to speed up Perfect and apply this mechanism, please wait patiently for the military ... "

Aibel rose up horribly, and was slammed by Calle Yang before he could step forward: "Admiral!"

"Let me go! You little Constance, you hate the military for taking Zhu Guixing's military power! You—"

Carleyan swooped up and stopped in front of him desperately: "Admiral, calm down!"

"Thirty thousand lives, thirty thousand lives, Consettelin! It's all your chips in political speculation, you're almost ..."

"Admiral!" The presiding judge angered. "Come! Call Admiral Abel!"

The whole trial court was almost a mess, and Ebel's roar, the protest of the members of the parliament, and the roar of the presiding judge were mixed, and nothing was heard. The guards came running, but they did not dare to come forward due to the situation. In the end, the presiding judge severely smashed the silver hammer on the table and made a "bang!" Sound that was deafening!

"What are you waiting for! Take Admiral Abel out, immediately!"

Guard you, look at me, I look at you, and finally you find the narcotic gun and hesitate to step forward--

At that moment, however, Silia stood up from the prosecutor's stand:

"Please step back," he said lightly.

As if it was a signal, the guard stopped immediately, hesitating for less than two seconds before bowing his head back to the wall.

Under the pressure of the whole public court, the silence gradually resumed, and everyone couldn't help but stop breathing. In this stalemate and imminent atmosphere, Celia slowly swept the auditorium, his eyes glanced across the faces of every member present.

——Not many people are qualified to attend this public trial, because the information bureau is involved, and even the trial records and cameras are exempted. In just a few seconds he had seen everyone, and finally his eyes remained on Douglas Conceitlin's face-the leisurely and confident expression on the speaker's face had disappeared, and from this perspective, it was even a bit subtle and rigid.

Unexpectedly, although the Marshal looked at him, he called the information director's name:

"Abad."

Abode frowned. "Yes."

"You have three million affiliate coins in your account. Where did they come from?"

This remark almost exploded like a deep-water bomb, and the whole hearing seat exploded instantly!

"No, no, no, no ..." The Director of Information looked pale: "You, how could you--no no no--"

"Brigadier General Heinrich, plus thirty thousand soldiers' lives, which is equivalent to one hundred per person." Silia looked at Speaker Douglas and smiled: "Life is really cheap."

"No, I didn't--you listen to me and I don't know anything!-"

"I demand the launch of an ad hoc group to investigate!" Douglas shouted coldly: "Come here to bring Abad down! The council will launch a preliminary plan to investigate!"

The parliamentarians immediately stepped forward, the military stood up and protested loudly, and the entire court was once again in a terrible mess. Abode was already paralyzed in the chair, and the sweat was soaking through the chest, his lips trembled and he couldn't say a word; the guard ran in vain to stop the angry generals, but to no avail.

In this chaos, Celia stepped down from the public prosecutor's seat, walked through the trial site in full view, and stood in front of Aberd, who was trembling all over.

"Marshal ..." The guard ran over in trembling, but saw Silia raise his hand to block him: "Is there a camera here?"

The Alliance Commander's attitude was very peaceful when he asked this, and the captain said, "No-no, because the matter was kept secret ..."

"Will it be recorded publicly?"

"Of course not, even if the council asks ..."

"Thank you," Silia said. "Stand away."

The chief security officer hesitated to retreat, and before he could stand still, he saw a flower in front of him--

Celia's phoenix ring turned into a silver sword, and Abbott's left arm was cut off from top to bottom!

The left arm slammed a loud bang, and the blood flashed into the sky instantly—the public court was silent for a few seconds, and then everyone uttered a terrifying exclaim!

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Abad screamed, knocking over a large table and chair: "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Am out!" Aboud screamed and knocked over a large table and chair: "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhah! Am a shout over the ground, slammed a large table and chairs:" Ah ah ah ah ah !!!!

"Marshal!" "Alia, are you crazy?" "Everyone back!" "Call the doctor, call the doctor!" "Who dares to move the Marshal ?! Back!"

The military immediately stepped forward to block Silia, at the same time many members of the parliament stepped back, and the panic on the presidency's face could not be concealed. Celia's gaze passed through the crowd, straight to Speaker Douglas's face-the latter gasped nervously, then lowered his head cautiously.

"This afternoon, the military ministry sent someone to the information bureau to extract the system logs. All the relevant personnel will increase their accountability. Abad will be carried down, and the parliament and the military will jointly inquire."

Celia's voice was not high and very bland, but the intensity of the words seemed to strike directly on everyone's hearts:

"The frontline soldiers are all Alliance people. They are the sons, husbands, and fathers of 30,000 families. Who dares to use the blood of the people to decorate his crown? Today, Abad is his ending tomorrow."

The trial court was silent and everyone looked obscure. Only the National Emblem of the Union hung high, and looked silently and solemnly at the feet.

Celia saluted, turned and strode away.

Today, the Alliance Commander personally led his troops to the front line, and the counterattack began.

Three days later, Zhu Guixing made a siege.

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Egret star, interim command.

The rainy weather continued, enveloping the entire planet in a mist of water. Looking out of the office window, the entire sky was covered with dark gray haze, and only occasionally birds flew across the sky, like small black spots, and disappeared into the distant sky in an instant.

A ground shuttle stopped in front of the command department, the door opened, and a tall soldier wearing a military uniform with a bandage on his arm walked down.

"Brigadier General Heinrich?" Said the guard joyfully. "You are finally back, great!"

Heinrich nodded with a smile, chatted with them, and finally asked: "Is the marshal in? Thanks to the marshal for this escape, I want to go in and thank him in person ..."

"The Marshal was in a meeting with Lieutenant General Kaleyan, Lieutenant General Mo Wen, and said that he would not meet anyone." The guard hesitated, and finally said, "I'll go in and give it a try, you will wait a moment-maybe I will hear you Come, maybe the Marshal will come out. "

Heinrich thanked him, retreated to the door and waited, taking a deep breath, barely restraining his excited and anticipating mood.

I held Zhu Guixing and brought back most of the soldiers. What would the Marshal say?

It is a pity that on the battlefield, he left before he saw him, if he could meet the marshal before the battle ...

The Brigadier General was still young, and when he thought about it, he felt slightly warm, even in such weather, he didn't feel chill at all. However, after a while, the guard came back in embarrassment and whispered: "Brigadier General ..."

Heinrich said for a moment: "What?"

"Marshal Silia said that Brigadier General was alone in the city and was able to persist until the reinforcements arrived. This bravery is very rare and is the pride of the Alliance soldiers. He also said that the meeting is now in progress and I will not see you. The ministry will make the decision for you. "

The guard raised his eyes and stole Hainrich's face, and saw Brigadier General's handsome face. Although he tried his best to hide it, it was still difficult to restrain a little bit of loss.

"... Now that the Marshal is busy, let's forget ..." He took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly, "I'm leaving."

Heinrich turned and walked to Shuttle, took two steps, and couldn't help looking back at the high window. Everything was hazy in the drizzle, and he seemed to see a figure flashing through the window, but it was only a momentary puppet, as fast as his illusion.

"Is it wrong ..." Heinrich muttered, turned and got into the shuttle.

The young Brigadier General did not know, and at this moment, Silia was also watching the back of his departure, until the shuttle disappeared at the end of the road.

The Marshal of the Alliance rolled up his cuffs, revealing his sturdy arms, and took a sip of hot coffee. There was a white mist on the window in front of him, and Silia wiped it away, turned around and sat down at the table.

"You obviously care about him," Kaleyan finally couldn't help asking: "You haven't fallen asleep on the way to Zhu Guixing. I saw you walking around the bridge in the middle of the night ..."

"Walk," Silia said.

"Your nose is getting longer, Lord Marshal—"

Celia smiled slightly, and Carleyan squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Since you are so concerned, why don't you let him know? Call someone in and say a few words of comfort, this little white face will die for you. It's really not worth it anymore. "

"Forget it."

"why?"

Silia stared at the warm white foam in the cup, before he whispered softly: "This way makes people uneasy and weak ... I'm already weak, and I don't want my successor to suffer the same problems ..."

Calleyan froze.

The office was so quiet that I could hear only a slight crackling noise from the rain on the windows. Half a moment what Kaleyan was about to say, when the door was knocked, the guard whispered, "Marshal, Miss Edna's phone."

Kaleyanchi said: "Why do you call again at this time? Can't it--"

"It's for Abad." Silia yelled to the door: "Thank you, come in!" Then he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm here again to quarrel, I really don't want to pick it up, every time ..."

Kaleyan was not good enough to stay, so he had to get out of the office. Suddenly, when he closed the door, he heard Edna's high voice, and for some reason, suddenly there was a sigh of impulse.

"What's wrong, Lieutenant General Kaleyan?" The guard on the side asked strangely.

"Nothing ..." Calleyang shook his head and turned to walk outside the command post.

In the distance, Heinrich's car is disappearing at the end of the road. Looking away from the direction he left, the dark haze covered the whole world. The cold wind from the Milky Way era of 3290 was wrapped in a dense ice rain, whistling towards the distant sky.

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