Today, who still knows that the "Father of Glory" is not only the father of the Glory series of electromagnetic guns, but also the father of the Republic of Glory?

Even, more than 30 years later, how many people still remember the full name of the "Father of Glory"?

The bitter tea is like the vast history of mankind full of disasters, violence and lies, while peace and joy are like the sweet springs that loom in this bitter water.

Sallo couldn't help but feel infinite emotion in his heart, and gradually a hint of mockery appeared:

Hehe, in today's republic, although the people still know "Glory-1", few people know that the "Father of Glory" is Marcel.

Decades later, Marcel is still a taboo in aristocratic circles. Once his name is accidentally mentioned at a party, it is still easy to cause coldness, let alone at the bottom of society.

Although in the first Battle of Zambaluk, Marcel almost single-handedly saved the entire Republic of Camura, and made a miraculous achievement.

But in the second Zambruch defensive battle of the Empire's comeback, known as the "Zambaruk Rout", too many nobles were sacrificed due to the wrong decisions of the joint operations command.

Many aristocratic old couples still can't get out of the shadow of losing their only son or even their only daughter to this day. Some people who don't have a wife can't bear to be old and lonely, and desperate suicides are not uncommon every year.

Unfortunately, Marcel, who had just been promoted to marquis at that time, did not have long since he became the culprit of the great rout, or rather, the scapegoat.

However, contrary to Madame Marcel's idea, this is not actually all due to Marcel's carelessness. Grand Duke Amuri really didn't have the ability to cover the sky with one hand like he does now.

Eh, who calls technicians easy to bully! I don't know much about politics, but I'm simple!

Looking at the small screen on the armrest on the left side of the captain's seat, the sarcasm on the corner of Sallo's mouth became more and more intense:

It's really pitiful! Not only was he framed by the entire Joint Operations Command and deprived of all honor, but he was also viciously cursed by so many people. Even the weapons he designed with great effort were stolen by the most trusted researchers and turned into the fruits of others. I heard that he has been hit physically and mentally now, and he is a little crazy, which is really miserable!

What is displayed on the small screen is the detailed technical parameters of the "Glory-4", and what is condensed in the dense data and instructions is the designer's diligent efforts day and night.

The work produced by hard work is equivalent to the designer's child, and even equivalent to the designer's life, and being deprived of design is undoubtedly the most cruel and painful punishment for a designer.

Salro shook his head softly, mockingly and sighingly:

A dragon man, a dragon man who has made great contributions to the country, and a marquis can be fooled and bullied by an ape man to this field, and the public has always been both merciful and stupid. With a little guidance, he was deceived and completely forgot who his benefactor was. How good can even be the aristocracy? The result of giving to everyone is that everyone is not grateful! People tend to remember only the ones that are particularly good to them. Serving a large collective is by no means as good as following a master! Hehe, a republic is superior to centralization? How ridiculous!

Salro's gaze became sharp and fierce in vain.

That was the end of his recollections, and his crew was quick to get calibrated.

"Report to the captain, the calibration of the 'Glory-4' has been completed, and the special warhead 'Galaxy' has been loaded."

Salro glanced at the data that had been passed in, and after doing the mental arithmetic, he connected the dots on the screen three times to mark the three key locations to shoot.

Theoretically, as long as the electromagnetic cannon hits these three positions at the right time, the "Iron Guard 1" will be shattered in an instant, and no one inside will have any chance of survival.

The "Galaxy" that "Glory-4" is about to launch is really a very terrifying 3 special warheads!

After the designation, thinking that "it was only 3 days from the report to the time when the anomaly was about to be completely resolved", Salro became more and more happy and complacent compared to the delay he felt when he sent the competent department to Congress in the past:

Obviously, the one I chose to follow was a master. He was right all the time, and he is right now. Under his leadership, we will continue to climb new heights like never before, until we reach the top of the galaxy! Long live the presidential pie! Long live Your Excellency the President!

Then, with some fanaticism, he ordered the gunners to shoot officially.

Let this so-called sword of glory, which once opened a new republican era, smash the false republican system it has recreated, as a prelude to a new era that belongs to us and His Excellency the President!

But at this moment, a female voice with anger suddenly came out of the public channel and resounded throughout the bridge:

"I am Klinsmann-Iman of the Klinsmann family, and I now formally issue a question to your ship, do you know that the "Iron Guard 1" that has just been shelled by you is the place where the students of the "Iron Guard 3" will conduct pre-examination training? Did you know that there are still thousands of underage students inside! ”

At first sound, this sound was as beautiful as a yellow warbler out of the valley, but in the end, it fell like thunder, hitting the hearts of everyone at the "end of the world" like a hammer.

With the exception of Salro, many panicked on board.

"Ship ...... Captain! ”

Thinking that the child might have died with the shot just now, the gunner's eyes were black and sweaty. He turned to look at Salro as if he were crying for help. The rest of the people also turned around.

Everything related to the training, tests, etc., is confidential, and the vast majority of others, including the gunners, are indeed unaware. And the second of knowing naturally pretended not to know.

The uninformed, even those in the know, are faintly expecting Sallo's rebuttal. But when Salro saw this, his expression turned cold, and he didn't say a word more.

Salro looked around with a cold expression, and finally stared at the gunner wordlessly, his gaze resolute and cold, as if he was silently commanding fiercely:

Fire!

The gunner subconsciously turned around and continued to fire as ordered. But as soon as the spiritual power connected to the induction module in the console, the cold sweat on his forehead became more and more uncontrollable.

The cold sweat of the soybean soaked his eyebrows and eyes in a blink of an eye, and the gunner couldn't help but open his mouth wide and gasp.

He turned to look at Salro again, pleading with Salro as if he couldn't breathe. And Salro still had a cold face, his expression changed, and his gaze became more and more resolute and fierce.

The entire bridge fell silent for an instant, and only Iman, who did not get a response, continued to rebuke angrily on the public channel:

"I once again formally question your ship, do you know or do you know this, if not, give me to stop the shelling immediately, and cooperate with our ship to rescue the students. If you know, where are you putting the lives of these thousands of students! ”

“……”

"Do you still have the honor of being a soldier? What is a soldier, even if I am a weak woman, I know that a soldier is the sword and shield that guards the people, and shoulders the heavy responsibility of protecting the country and the family. But don't you feel ashamed and upset that you actually opened fire and slaughtered a group of underage students? ”

“……”

"In short, every word I say now, whether you know it or not, your every move has been faithfully recorded by our ship and is being broadcast to Congress in real time."

Iman's voice was sonorous and powerful, and it continued to slam into the hearts of every ordinary crew member in the bridge.

There is no need to think about it, since Salro dares to continue firing, it is definitely impossible for it to be a noble student, but only a commoner or an elite student. And the gunners, and all the crew of this battleship, except for Salro, were all elite, all ape-men.

The proportion of noble officers and soldiers in the militia regiment was already far inferior to that of the regular army.

So to be honest, if these people continue to fire, each of them is really a little unbearable.

Who wants to have blood on their hands? Who wants to be pointed to?

However, Salro remained silent.

Its gaze is becoming more and more impatient, and it is becoming more and more indifferent and terrifying, and what is faintly surging in it is the terrifying energy that can make the life of the subordinate worse than death.

Eventually, the gunner forced his mouth shut with a twisted expression.

The gunner jerked back, and the others followed.

"My final word of advice is to disarm immediately and submit to our ship's investigation, or you will be subject to the severest sanctions from Congress."

Unfortunately, ignoring Iman's fierce warnings, the once-glorious Glory Series roared and fired again, and a golden light accurately hit the Iron Medisis 1, an old immigrant satellite that had been equally glorious.

Iron Medisus 1 let out a silent wail like death.