Chapter 815: The Beginning Begins
If a particularly bold news media reporter comes to interview the two ships of Arden and the Executor at this time, they will be surprised to find that these two starships are in the same kneeling posture to maintain a meditative state, waiting for the day of the sword duel. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
However, in addition to Arden and the Void Seekers, the Executor is very simple meditation, and constantly comforts his admiral, and he doesn't know that he can be a major general of Akuya for a few days.
"Admiral, don't worry, although I am not the opponent of Lord Governor, I am still very confident when it comes to swordsmanship." The Executor said to his Admiral with a stiff expression.
"Obviously, yesterday you said that the outcome is unpredictable." Major General Akua took the Executor's words as a complete consolation, and in fact the Executor was also trying to comfort his Admiral.
"The sword duel is different from other fighting methods, and after the adjustment of the past few days, I am already very confident." Although the Executor knew that the sword duel proposed by Governor Arden was definitely not just a "swordsmanship" duel, but a "ability" duel, but if it was comforting, the Executor still had to say what he had to say.
If the other Galactic Empire warships knew that the famous executioner of the Imperial fleet, the Executor, would make such a gesture, they would definitely fire at the Executor first to see if it was captured by the rebels.
"Really?" Major General Akuya wiped the corners of her eyes with her fingers and said, "But no matter whether you win or lose, you must survive, as long as you survive, Arden will not do anything to us." ”
"I will, Admiral." When Rear Admiral Akua didn't notice, a wry smile appeared on the Executor's face.
If it is another type of duel, the Executor can also exchange different technology systems for a slight advantage, but this kind of "swordsmanship" duel, and the power of the sun, it is a bit extravagant to survive.
Even the two Star Destroyer Cannons on the Death Star Sisters, made with Force crystal technology, never thought of hitting the stars.
However, even if the difference in strength is known, the Executor, the Force Master, will not shy away from this kind of battle, and for an interstellar battleship like Arden and her, a week of not eating or drinking will not have much effect.
On the contrary, this kind of meditation is more suitable for these two warships to adjust their own state and meet the "swordsmanship" duel with the most perfect combat posture.
When the light of the seventh day of the Buddha's dawn shone on the platform of the Governor's Palace's Laxhire Ceremonial Square, all the spectators who turned on their televisions, terminals, and mobile phones to wait for the duel saw a ship wearing a black robe and covering her face with a hood already kneeling in the center of the field.
"Is that the Governor?" The audience in front of the screen was talking.
"Probably not, it doesn't look like it's a shape, and Governor Arden hasn't worn any of these clothes." A shipwreck who worked in a government unit and had seen Arden a few times replied.
Because several starships were clearing the venue early, not only did they not leave a place for the audience, but they also drew a large circle around the ceremonial square to prohibit entry.
The reason is very simple, if you are accidentally injured by Arden or the Executor while watching the battle in the circle, you are not allowed to take medical insurance, and if you are unlucky enough to be sent to the cemetery with a shot, you will not be able to receive a bereavement benefit.
So even if there were only a severely undernumbered Templar and the improvised robots of Hyperion and Autumnwind Pier to maintain order, no ship would have the audacity to get closer.
After all, Arden blew up the metal planet in front of everyone.
Well, it's not for nothing that you're not afraid of death, for example, a destroyer with a bunch of medals on its chest came very close to the platform with a hovering camera.
The ship's mother, who was standing at the top of a nearby model tower, first took the rangefinder and calculated the distance from the platform, nodded with satisfaction, turned to the floating camera floating beside her, like a floating gun, and said:
"Kevin, have you started?"
"It's been started from the moment you started climbing the tower." A male voice can be heard from the floating camera, indicating that the flying camera is controlled by someone.
"Wait? Started when you climbed the tower? Didn't this thing follow me back then? The destroyer, which looked like a war correspondent, was stunned for a moment.
"Well, safety pants are evil." Kevin said with an exaggerated sigh.
"You're waiting!! If I have the chance to go back, I'll blow up your house!! The destroyer immediately struck the camera floating next to her with her hand knife, as if this was the equivalent of knocking Kevin's head on the broadcast station.
"Stop, this equipment is very valuable, and our crew will live on it in the second half of the year." Kevin hurriedly stopped the war correspondent's mother's move.
"Do you really want to get some deep-sea survival manual in the second half of the year, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to come back if I go in?" The war correspondent sighed and continued: "Although I slashed the immortals, slashed the immortals, and killed the deep sea, but ah, ......"
"Ahem, Limbo, the live broadcast has begun...... Kevin hurriedly reminded Captain Limbo, a famous war correspondent in the Pacific Theater, whose strength is above the hero level and one step closer to the quasi-leader level.
"Oh yes, I almost forgot to get down to business, ahem" Captain Limbo, who muttered quietly, said to the camera, "Hello everyone, everyone, did you miss me?" You can completely ignore the previous part, and then this slasher will give you a live broadcast of the duel between the Governor and the starship named Executor. ”
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"Can I change the channel, sister?" In the dormitory for the shipwives who are about to graduate from the Governor's Palace, a second-generation shipwives who inherited the Saratoga ship asked Lexington, who had just become her sister for less than three years.
"Just look at this, I paid the monthly fee anyway, this Lingbo senior is very powerful." Lexington, who was sitting next to Saratoga, said as he ate a bucket of aluminum flakes.
For these aircraft carrier mothers, especially the ship mothers who are sailing, as long as the identity of the ship mother is licensed, they can get a special aluminum product allowance every month.
Because the quantity belongs to the kind of subsistence allowance, most aircraft carrier mothers will choose to exchange it for the aluminum sheet that Lexington holds in their hands...... Or called aluminum-flavored potato chips.
The aluminum content is not high, but it is better to satisfy the cravings, and if you really want to use this to supplement the daily aluminum consumption, it will become a very ...... Well, the meaty ship's mother's.
"I'll admit it, but this character is too funny." Saratoga looked with envy at the rows of medals on the chest of the self-proclaimed show host.
Saratoga felt that if she got any of them, she would be able to blow it for years in her classmates.
Not to mention that this Limbo actually has two "Purple Star Battle Medals" on its chest, which represent the final blow to the Deep Sea Habitat Ji during a frontal battle.
Because there is absolutely no need to find a battle between the ship girl camp and the deep-sea camp, the gold content of the medal is full.
So Saratoga is curious if the strength of the genuine ship is directly proportional to the degree of comics, otherwise, this ship that has just shown the safety pants she is wearing in front of a large group of viewers can be so powerful?
"Instructor Akagi can't say it's good, usually it's quite serious, but Lord Tirpitz is quite funny, sister, maybe what you said makes sense, right?" Lexington, crunching and eating aluminum flakes, said.
"Uh......" Saratoga heard that the "sister" of Lexington, who was very concerned about taking care of herself, except for the time when she often grabbed aluminum allowances, said this, and a feeling of "concubines can't be compared" appeared in her heart.
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Christmas has begun, oh no, it's the FGO Holy Liver Festival has begun, my liver, I don't know if I can liver out 100 pools (to be continued.) )