This person's name is Zhou Jingcheng, he is a person brought over from the legion under Ling Jijue, and he is in charge of the command of the battleship. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's just that his natural baby face always makes it easy to ignore his real age.

As for why he is only a major general, it is inseparable from his fiery temper and belligerent genes, obviously he is majoring in and excelling at battleship command, which requires a calm mind, and his partial personality is completely contrary to it, but fortunately, there has never been any major mistakes, and the Imperial Military Department has turned a blind eye to him and let him go.

But the military rank has been detained and not given, and Zhou Jingcheng himself doesn't care too much about this, for him, as long as there is a fight to fight, he is satisfied, and he is not the slightest self-motivated.

"Wait."

Even if he didn't see Zhou Jingcheng's expression, just by understanding the other party, Ling Jue could make up for it, he stared at the constantly moving mecha and battleship on the display screen, even if it seemed that our side was at a disadvantage, he only said the word "wait" in a deep voice.

What are you waiting for?

Almost at the moment when Jun Ge's voice fell, the same question popped up in the minds of several people present at the same time, but no one dared to ask, because it would only make their own generals feel that they were too incompetent, and let the people of the other legion see the joke.

The warship was very large, and the warship they were on was the main battlefield at the beginning, the main battlefield where the Empire and the Federation were at war.

Therefore, there are two legions on the warship, which are the two vanguard units selected by the military department in all the legions, and these two vanguard troops, one is the Nineteenth Army managed by Ling Jijue, and the other is the first legion, although it is called the first, in fact, it is only the earliest time it was established, as for ability, in Zhou Jingcheng's view, it is to lose to their legion.

It is precisely because of this that the two legions are not pleasing to the eye, especially the supreme leader of the first legion has always seemed to be a thorn in the side of Ling Jue, basically whether it is in private or in the open, the two legions are secretly competing with each other.

"Let's go."

The cold voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Jingcheng's ears when he was thinking nonsense, he subconsciously straightened his back, and made a military salute with a "snap", and there were several comrades-in-arms who were standing in the same action as Zhou Shou, "Yes." ”

After determining the careful plan sent by the general on the light brain, the level of worship in the hearts of several people soared again, and they quickly arrived at the hatch, boarded their mechas, and after the hatch opened, they flew out one after another in an orderly manner, and then rushed towards the mechs who were attacking the warship with unstoppable momentum.

The two sides quickly fought together, but if you pay close attention, you can find that although the Empire's mecha looks fierce and fierce with one move, it actually fails to cause any damage to the Federation's mecha, but has been in a passive state, as if being pressed and beaten by the other party.

Seeing this, some soldiers in the cockpit changed their faces, and some even stood up to question Ling Jue's decision, in this regard, Ling Jue only glanced coldly at all the personnel in the cockpit, the coldness in his eyes and the coercion released made those who were still eager to move their minds rest their minds and quietly observe the battle situation.

However, it is inevitable that some people rely on themselves to be members of the First Legion, and in fact, the voice is so loud that the entire cockpit can hear and complain: "How can the people of the Nineteenth Legion be so rubbish, and it is a shame that such a person can still go out of the military department......"

Everyone who heard these words pricked up their ears one after another, and sat down pretending to concentrate on their work, and the fire of gossip in their hearts was blazing, and it was best that their general could start the fire and clean up this arrogant fellow.

It's a pity that Ling Jijue looked at the display screen as if he hadn't heard anything, and a crisp voice came out of the communicator, even through the signal magnetic waves, he could hear the eagerness and excitement in the voice: "Commander of the Nineteenth Legion Battleship, Zhou Jingcheng is ready!" ”

Immediately afterwards, various report communications came out from the communicators of different channels, and it was not until the last voice report was completed that Ling Jue, who was originally silent, reached out and picked up the communicator and gave an order in the main channel: "After 3 seconds, start acting." ”

"Yes!" Almost at the same time, sonorous and powerful answers were heard simultaneously from different communicators on different channels.

A soldier with eyes on the side silently turned on the countdown timer, and the cold mechanical sound not only echoed clearly in the huge cockpit, but also accurately transmitted to the main channel.

“3...2...1...”

Ling Jue looked at the display screen, the mechs marked with the Federation logo were walking step by step according to the route he had set, and the cold and hard ridges on his face finally changed slightly.

And the person who deliberately stimulated and ridiculed him before was probably unwilling to accept his indifferent appearance, or his disdainful attitude towards him, and said to his companions sitting beside him again: "Alas, I really don't understand, why would the military department send such a group of immature and incapable regiments to the front line, is it to go to the house?" What a waste of places for warships to carry...... I don't know if we'll have to spare our hands to protect this group of people who are dragging their feet. ”

For this companion who kept balabala in his ears, the soldier sitting next to him: "......", I don't know you at all, can you stop talking to me, I don't want to be punished!

However, no matter how much he complained and shouted in his heart, his face did not show any expression, he just stared at the display screen like Ling Jijue without squinting, and constantly adjusted the direction and route of the warship in his hands.

I don't know how long it took, the soldier's gaze staring at the display screen suddenly froze, the coordinate data on the other display screen on the operating table changed rapidly, he got up at a very fast speed, and then turned around and reported to the general who was standing straight: "Report!" Deviate from the angle of light of the course 339° away from the current coordinates of 8792 light years, and discover a new type of meteorite belt, whether it is necessary to change the course. ”

"Not necessarily."

The calm and decisive order puzzled the soldier's heart, and out of the soldier's instinct to obey the order, he did not raise any objections, only said the word "yes" in a loud voice, and then sat down again, paying attention to the red dot marked with the coordinates of the meteorite belt on the display screen without saying a word.

His gaze was slightly wrong, and when the soldier swept over the display screen that Ling Jue was looking at, his eyeholes shrank suddenly, and then he glanced sideways at the red dot that he had paid attention to before, and at this time it had disappeared completely on the display screen, as if what he had just seen was an illusion. (To be continued.) )