Planet Leclos.

As soon as Entez returned with the fleet and anchored in port, a correspondent from the fleet headquarters came to convey the order.

After a few simple remarks and a few words of advice that the 'Pickney' must be repaired as soon as possible, Entez hurried to the headquarters of the Sixth Fleet with the messenger.

When there are many people, Entez is not easy to speak, and when there is no one around, Entez deliberately slows down.

The correspondent also slowed down very tacitly, looked around, and said in a low voice: "The face is not very good, and the mood is also very bad, so you must be careful!"

Entez nodded slightly, pondered deeply for a while, and asked in a low voice as he walked forward slowly, "Is there any other news?" My 17th Mobile Patrol Fleet, this incident happened on the planet Harrak, there should have been a lot of uproar in the fleet, right?"

The correspondent shrugged his shoulders and shook his head: "On the contrary, everyone doesn't seem to be talking about this matter, but I guess behind this calm, there is a storm!"

Entez was stunned for a moment, his lips twitching slightly.

"Hearing you say this, it seems that I have to pass the command first, if the commander doesn't take me, who would dare to make irresponsible remarks?"

The correspondent smiled knowingly and said, "Then you can do your best! Try to get through this hurdle!"

At this point, neither of them said anything more, and walked quickly and straight to the fleet headquarters.

Along the way, Entez straightened his back, showing his heroic and handsome, and his energy was as if he had won a big battle, rather than a dejected and unlucky appearance.

The non-commissioned officers and officers passing by in the corridor all smiled when they saw Entez's confident look, but after they staggered, they turned their heads and muttered one by one.

Of course, Entez knew what other people were talking about behind the scenes, and some people must think that he was going to be out of luck, but others felt that the Battle for the Planet of Harrak was a good opportunity.

It doesn't matter what others think or say, Entez knows very well in his heart that as long as the commander of the fleet, Tomine Tart, approves of himself, then absolutely no one dares to spread rumors and maliciously slander.

Call~

Standing in the doorway of the commander's office, Entez straightened his back and took a deep breath.

Whether you live or die depends on this experience.

The correspondent knew Entez too well, so he delayed for two seconds to allow Entez to calm down a little before reporting.

After being allowed to pass, the gate opened automatically, and the correspondent gave Entez an encouraging look.

Walking into the carpeted office without squinting, Entez came to Totor's desk and gave a standard military salute with a snap.

Thoamide Tart is a young, energetic, and particularly enterprising senior general, with royal blood, he has a very prominent family background, otherwise how could he be the same age as Entez, but he is the commander of the Sixth Fleet, and Entez is only the captain of a small patrol fleet?

Syllable!

Tholamine tart threw a thick stack of papers in front of Entez.

"Sit down, and explain to me what you've been doing on Harrak!"

Entez chuckled in his heart, he had a bad premonition, and at the moment of saluting again, he glanced at the corner of his eye, and it was the report submitted by the Sixth Fleet to the War Department, but it was not signed and sealed, not only did it not pass, but he was also asked a rather heart-wrenching sentence.

After saluting, Entez sat down in an orderly manner, with his chest held up, his abdomen and his head raised, and his attitude was extraordinarily upright.

"Your Excellency, here's how it ......"

Entez will lead the 17th Mobile Patrol Fleet, starting from the planet Leclos, where the base camp is located, until the Star Patrol ship 'Pickney' is attacked by a super nuclear explosion, and the enemy is too cunning and ferocious, and he is forced to return.

After listening, Topamide Tart didn't speak for a long time, but kept staring at Entez.

In the office, just the two of them, looking at each other so awkwardly, Entez felt a little furious in his heart, and felt the sharp eyes of the tormine tart, with a lot of anger.

As the minutes ticked by, Entez became a little flustered.

As the commander of the fleet, the tormine tart has been staring at himself all the time, what does this mean?

Does he hate himself and want to scold him?

Or are you thinking about how to fix yourself?

Or will this defeat cost you your future?

No!

Never!

Entez was in a hurry.

His lips were a little dry and his throat was itchy, and Entez leaned forward slightly, squirming the corners of his lips, ready to defend himself.

But at this time......

"What else do you want to say?"

Thoamide Tart suddenly spoke first, and directly asked: "Do you know how difficult it is for you to become the commander of this patrol fleet?

When Entez heard this, he was immediately like a deflated ball, and his spirit instantly became more than half exhausted.

"Nothing can be hidden from the eyes of His Excellency the Commander, I ...... I did spend some but I promise, I really ......"

Tuo Yuan waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, you don't have to explain so much to me, in fact, I'm not afraid to tell you, I can be the commander of the Sixth Fleet at a young age, and I can hold an important position, do you think my family didn't spend money?"

"In today's Garan Empire, if you want to climb up, there are only two methods, either to find connections and spend money, or to be promoted by merit. But the road behind is too difficult, how many years has our Garan Empire not fought a big war?

Speaking of this, the Topazine tart deliberately paused, and suddenly felt quite ridiculous when he saw Entez drooping his head and looking dejected.

"Don't keep your head down! I know what's going on in your mind!"

"If a person like you is from an average background, if you want to get ahead, glorify your ancestors, go into business, but also fight for relationships, talk about connections, and consume capital, you and your family can't afford to play, let alone lose. ”

"So the best way is for you to study and be admitted to the Interstellar Military Academy, as long as you can graduate with excellent academic performance, and then spend money to pave the way for some relationships, you can be assigned to serve in the fleet with rich oil and water, and in fact, your development over the years has been quite good, people of the same age as you are now at most a deputy captain, and you are already a patrol commander!"

"But here's the problem, your family background was too ordinary, so your ambition is very big now, you can't wait to climb up, maybe you want to sit in my position now!, right?"

Tholamine Tart's sudden questioning made Entez just lose his confidence and keep shaking his head.

"No! I didn't! I ......"

"You don't have to be! You have to say yes, I still respect you as a man, what are you pretending to be in front of my tomine tart?"

After glancing at Entez, he suddenly said loudly: "You have the ambition to climb up, don't I have it? You can get to this point, you and your family have paid a lot, so what about me? My family has paid more, if I really pay attention to investment and returns, then I should at least be in the war department!"

Entez didn't dare to speak at all, he felt that he really couldn't find a crack in the ground now, and he didn't have the face to see anyone.

"You put your head up!

Toramide's voice was very annoyed, and he suddenly picked up the pile of documents and slammed it in front of Entez.

Boom!

Entez shuddered violently, as if he had been greatly frightened, and raised his head in astonishment, looking at the tormine tart with a demented expression.

"Have you read this report? Do you know why I believed you so much in the first place, and after listening to what you said a few words, I was willing to write a report for you and apply to the War Department for the Sixth Fleet to come to your aid? Do you understand?"

"Do you think that if you want to make meritorious contributions? If you want to have meritorious service, you will be promoted and raised to climb up? Why don't I want to? I want a hearty victory more than you, but what is the result?"

"The War Department did not approve the dispatch of the main force of the Sixth Fleet, what is the reason, I believe you should already know it by now, so please ...... in the future Oh no, you don't have a future, but no matter what, you should think about it a few more times and think about it a little more, if you are one of those officers in the War Department, how should you approve large-scale combat operations?"

Entez lowered his head again.

He knew that he had made a big mistake this time, a very low-level but very fatal mistake, and he should not have said that the enemy he found was a low-level civilization.

Since it is a low-level civilization, why can't the 17th Mobile Patrol Fleet handle it on its own, and let the main force of the Sixth Fleet be dispatched? Isn't this a contradiction?

Keeps saying that the enemy is a low-level civilization, but it turns out that it needs support urgently...... Now that Entez thinks about it, he feels that his mistake is too funny.

Perhaps, when he said that he had encountered a strong enemy and suffered heavy losses, perhaps the battle report had already been approved, and the main force of the Sixth Fleet had already been dispatched to assist the patrol fleet of Entez, and destroy all those weak and scumbag enemies with lightning speed......

It's a pity that no matter how powerful the Garan Empire is, it is impossible to develop such a thing as a 'regret medicine', and no matter how much Entez regrets it, it is useless.

And listening to the tone and rhetoric of the tormine tart, this failure really made him fall into the abyss from which he could never recover.

Thomide Tart looked at Entez's dejected appearance, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, moistened his throat, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Entez with a playful smile.

"What's wrong? Don't talk, do you?"

Entez clenched his fists and looked up.

"I ...... I admit that I made a very low-level mistake, of course...... This is actually not a mistake, because the fact is that their warships are indeed not of high technical level, and they belong to low-level civilizations, but unfortunately they are really a lot of them, more than a thousand, once they unite and work hard, I ...... I can't carry it at all, after all, I only have four ships!"

Topamide tart smiled indifferently.

"Failure is defeat, you don't need to make any excuses and reasons, the enemy has a large number of warships, but your warships have a huge advantage in performance, why should you fight more with less? You can adopt more flexible tactics, you can use four warships, you go to fight against the opponent's 1,000 ships, you didn't die because of stupidity, you should be glad that your life is big, instead of complaining here!"

"And it's just the two of us here, let me ask you the truth, you said that at that time, the two sides seemed to be going to fight, the slightly more skilled side gathered 8 good starships, and wanted to fight with more than 1,000 warships on the other side with worse technology, is there such a thing?"

Entez nodded without thinking. "Yes, they were preparing for war at that time, and the side with only eight starships, the technology is not bad, and their ships are ...... performance"

"Stop, stop!"

Thomide interjected: "Since you know that both sides are going to have a big fight, then why do you want to intervene? Why don't you wait for the two sides to finish fighting, and then you go to clean up the mess? You want to make meritorious service so much? You are so anxious to want a big victory? But you are also too anxious!"

"What is the result? Your intervention not only did not win the victory, but caused the 'Pickney' interstellar patrol ship to be seriously damaged, and the other three patrol ships were also damaged to varying degrees.

"It was originally a profitable deal, but your impatience turned into a losing battle, which made you lose your future, and even made me scolded in front of the commander of the war department!"

"Are you happy? Are you comfortable? Are you happy? When you return home, you still think you are sure to turn the tables, even before entering the door, you are still thinking in your head, you want to convince me, and then we will regroup and go back with a hearty victory?"

"Enough Entez! You are from a poor background, your ability is not strong enough to control your greed, you are ambitious and self-motivated, but your ability is far from enough, or you are too inexperienced in battle, thinking that you have a huge advantage in the performance of your battleship, you can win a hearty victory like chopping melons and vegetables, but it turns out that you are not a qualified commander at all!"

The words of the toamide tart are too direct and violent.

Entez's face changed in an instant, blue for a while and red for a while, and he felt that his face was hot.

The tomine tart is right.

Why do you want to chase and kill each other so much that you force them to fight hard?

Why not use smarter and more flexible tactics, such as stalking, tailgating, hunting, or co-opting divisions?

Even if you sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, let the two sides fight and then hunt and destroy, it is impossible to suffer such a defeat.

Thinking back to the previous scene, Entez suddenly regretted it.

Suddenly!

Entez felt extremely remorseful, he thought that in order to be promoted, his parents mortgaged the house and sold everything, and his wife and children were affected, he didn't eat well or dress well, and he was promoted in order to make some connections, and he ended up in debt.

In the end?

What about the hearty victory, and what about the outstanding feats that have attracted the attention of the whole world? All of them are gone!

Thinking about his elderly parents, who should have undergone organ replacement surgery to prolong their lives, thinking about how beautiful his wife used to be, but as a result, she worked hard every day and lacked maintenance, and now she has become an old lady Huang, and then thinks about her children......

Entez's heart was sour, tears flashed in his eyes, and he really wanted to take out his sword and kill himself.

Especially when I thought of the original order to 'shoot and kill', let the four warships disperse the pursuit...... The anger at that time, the high-spirited spirit at that time, now it seems that it is simply stupid, too brain-dead!

If you don't fail, wouldn't it be intolerable?

So, the big tears of the Entez bean rolled down......

(End of chapter)