The "Snow Butterfly" spacecraft docked at the Moldok Air Port on Jupiter's first moon, Io, and still shone silvery-white in the extremely weak sunlight of the sun, and there was a feeling of standing out in the entire air port. www.biquge.info At this time, in the central command cabin of the "Snow Butterfly" spacecraft, Esor Bergero, commander of the Third Military Region, was already ready to go, sitting on the command seat, looking intently at the parameters of the spacecraft on the big screen in front of him, as well as a message he had just received an hour ago.

According to this message, the Third Military Region's Jupiter ocean-going strategic spacecraft "Abdima" has flown into low-Earth orbit on Callisto, and nearly 100,000 soldiers on board the spacecraft are waiting for the next order from Commander Esor Bergero. The fingers of Ethore's right hand twitched, tapping on the arm of the chair, and a holographic command board appeared in the air about twenty federal standard centimeters in front of him. Esor raised his right hand and clicked a few times in the void, then fell back to the armrest and clicked the OK button, and a message was sent.

After doing this, Esor said to Bode beside him, "Is there nothing wrong with your 'Blue Penguin'?"

Bode nodded and said he was ready to take off normally. After Bord left Saturn, the Blue Penguin spacecraft had a circuit failure, probably because it had not sailed long distances for a long time, and the Blue Penguin, one of the three major warships of the Third Military Region, was also a little overwhelmed. The Blue Penguin also carried more than 90,000 warriors and all the supplies they needed to survive and fight. After all, this is an ocean-going battle, as far as at least five astronomical units.

With a slight tremble, the Snowbutterfly spacecraft slowly lifted into the air, and more than a dozen huge engines spewed huge energy gases backwards, pushing the huge Snowbutterfly out of the passage high above the dome of the settlement and leaving the planet Io.

Sitting in the command seat, Esor was thrilled that a dream he had been dreaming of for years was about to come true. 300,000 troops! Esor has the confidence and ability to end the war before it really starts. At that time, he will be the real emperor! I don't know if it was because of the trembling of the ship or the excitement in his heart, Esul's right hand kept tapping on the armrest, and his legs couldn't help but shake up and down. Maybe that's the only way to vent your nervousness!

A few hours later, the ship slowly docked into a large space station near Calristo on Callisto. After the ship came to a standstill, more than a dozen power-replenishing ships and countless maintenance and inspection ships quickly surrounded the Snowbutterfly for energy addition and maintenance checks. Jupiter's orbital space is incredibly complex, with several ring-shaped cloud bands and countless asteroids, as well as interstellar dust and debris, in addition to more than sixty natural satellites. These things can cause wear and tear or even damage during the ship's voyage. Therefore, timely maintenance is necessary!

In between the Snowbutterfly's overhauls, Esor and his two sons left the station's maintenance station in a small airship and landed at the station's headquarters. There, the senior commanders of the three large warships of the Third Military Region had been waiting for a long time. As soon as the three-man spaceship landed, General Mensa, the captain of the Abdima spaceship, General Bentz, the captain of the Blue Penguin, and General Booker, the captain of the Little Gyro, led a line of more than 30 officers to greet them.

Dressed in a crisp military uniform and carrying a dozen medals from the Empire on his chest, Esor strode into the office of the station's command, the medals crashing into each other with a crisp clattering sound. More than 30 officers all sat down, Esor slowly glanced at the male soldiers he had cultivated, and said with a pleased smile: "Everyone, ......" He only said these two words and stopped, the big guy's face was full of doubts, everyone was used to the military commander's passionate speech before the war, and the performance of the military commander at this time really surprised everyone present. Everyone didn't say a word, waiting for what would happen next.

I saw Ethor suddenly raise his hand and tear off the dozen or so medals on his chest, and spill them on the table with a hula. The crisp voice faded away, leaving only the shocked look on the officer's face. Soon, however, an officer of the rank of major general was the first to react, and he pulled off the only medal of second-class merit on his chest and threw it on the table, which was once upon a time his proudest thing! Immediately, more officers realized the significance of Commander Esul's action, and more medals fell on the table, and after a few seconds, the table was piled with more than two hundred medals of all kinds, large and small.

The medals that had once made the officers proud, and the honor they symbolized, were all gone from them at this moment, leaving only a few small holes in their clothes to show that they had existed!

"Ladies and gentlemen," Esor looked at these soldiers who had been born and died with him with great satisfaction, and signaled to the guards beside him, so everything that happened in this office was transmitted to every corner of the three warships through the camera device, "From this second on, we are about to embark on a journey with no end, no other shore, and no turning back. From this second onwards, your former glory will be gone," Esel looked at the more than two hundred medals on the table, took out a gold medallion from it, and said: " This Imperial Hero Award was awarded to me when I was thirty years old, after my victory on the planet Dawa, in which I lost 56,348 soldiers, this is the Imperial Silver Medal for First Class Merit, which I received when I was thirty-six years old, after I destroyed the Tana Interstellar Bandits, and in that battle, I lost more than 16,900 soldiers, and this is the Imperial Hero Silver Medal, which I ......... when I was forty-one years old."

Behind each medal was the blood and lives of countless warriors, and Esor felt extremely heavy when he held them in his hands, and his voice became more and more passionate and high-pitched. At the end of the day, he slammed the seven or eight medals in his hand on the table, and when he raised it, several medals were deeply embedded in the metal alloy table. The medallion is covered with blood, and the bright red and gold are in stark contrast.

"Since I took the position of commander of the Third Military Region, there have been countless battles, large and small, and a total of 2,738,542 soldiers have been lost, and if you count the families of these soldiers, this number will be huge!" Esor clenched his fists, and blood drops fell from his right hand onto the medals. The medals were piled up in small piles, like the graves of those who had fallen soldiers, and Esor wanted to pay tribute to them with his own blood. "But what did we gain in the end after losing so many brothers and sisters?"

It's a deafening question!

"Let's not be cannon fodder for the Empire!" "It was the first young major general to take off the medal just now who shouted first, "We don't want to be the Imperial Human Wall!"

"Yes, we can't shed blood in vain!"

"Get those noble dogs out of their comfort nests!"

Esor raised his hand to signal everyone to be calm, and a reassuring smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, the four barren planets of the Third Military Region sharpened the iron will and simple and explosive temper of these soldiers. "Our blood will not be shed in vain, and our brothers will not die in vain!" Esel's incendiary words made the blood of all the soldiers present boil, and at the same time, the nearly 300,000 soldiers on the three warships cheered, jumped, and released their inner excitement to the fullest.

"We want the empire to realize who it is that is fighting on the front line in the face of the wind and sand, so that they can have exquisite food to eat?"

"It's us!" shouted the soldiers in unison.

"Why should I make the empire realize who it is that huddles in the storm and fights on the front line, so that they have luxurious villas to live in?"

"It's us!" the soldiers shouted with a twinkle in their eyes and raised their fists.

"We need to make the empire realize who it is that is enduring the extreme cold and fighting on the front line, so that they have soft and comfortable clothes to wear?"

"It's still us!" the soldiers roared and punched the alloy table, slamming the medals into the medallions, blood splattering.

"Yes, we!" Esel let out a long breath, his deep eyes bursting into a blinding light, "Yes, us. The officers and men of the Third Military Region, the brothers of the Third Military Region, the blood, sweat and fresh lives of the Third Military Region!" Esor put his hands on the table, glanced at all the officers, stood up sharply, and gave a standard military salute.

Bang Bang Bang!!

In this small office, on the three warships, a series of crisp standing sounds rang out one after another. A standard military salute, a resolute face, and a vengeful look formed the tiger and wolf army of the Third Military Region. They will take the souls of those brothers who died on the battlefield in the past, and rush to Star Earth, the capital of the Red Sun Empire, to torture the nobles who enjoy peace for no reason, and find or simply say that they have re-established a new order to obtain true justice!

And at this moment, in the palace of the Red Sun Empire on Earth, the nobles and bigwigs are still struggling with each other's interests whether to stand up and say their opinions or suggestions. However, most people choose to remain silent, because past experience tells them that silence is often the best way to stay out of the situation and still get a little benefit without getting into trouble. As a result, the entire court fell silent again.

As everyone knows, in another ten hours, they will pay a terrible price for their silence!