Rows of tables and chairs can be seen in the dimly lit space, the center of which is a huge circular conference table, large enough to seat hundreds of people.

From time to time, there was the sound of a chair being pulled out and coughing and talking, and on the other side a blue light flashed and then quickly extinguished.

I don't know how long it took, but a helpless person clapped his hands, "Let's turn on the lights, okay?" I don't think anyone wants this meeting to go on in the dark, do they? ”

The man who spoke attracted a huge amount of attention, and there was no voice of opposition or ridicule, just because of his name: the third place on the list of famous generals, the one-eyed python.

This veteran general, known as the cyclops python, is an expert in space warfare, and when he commanded the battleship array to crisscross the stars, most of the people present were still playing fart and collapse.

It is said that the target targeted by the cyclops python will definitely be killed by the python and strangled to death. The veteran general told the world at the price of blood, and even the god of war did not dare to provoke him easily.

"Since someone has made an opinion, then I'll turn on the light." It's a female voice that surprisingly speaks.,Lolita to be precise.,But it doesn't feel playful.,It's very indifferent.。

The lights were turned on in turn, extending from the outside to the inner circle, and with each turn on the lights, more people saw each other, and the sound of sneering came and went, obviously the opposite side was an old opponent.

It was only now possible to see the room for what it really was, a large circular staircase that was bisected by a passage to the central conference table, flanked by two large iron doors, large enough for mechs to pass through.

There were already a lot of people sitting on both sides, and things were clearly distinguished.

The people sitting on the west side are all senior generals of the Salvation Army, and the further they go, the more they are registered, the more they are on the list of famous generals. Some of them were virtual projections, because I really couldn't find the time to be here, so I had to participate in this conference in this way.

At this stage, the Salvation Army's system no longer relies entirely on the former famous generals of Liangshan, because this army is too large and covers almost all planets. Since the end of the space war in the last century, the Salvation Army has relied on the economy of the Holy Kingdom to grow rapidly, and it is not only the famous generals of Liangshan who have become famous in the war. Famous generals such as the one-eyed python, the land war demon god, and the storm hawkeye, they are the vanguard soldiers of this era.

The generals sitting on the east side are all projections, because they are from the Gerkos Army, which was the most powerful army in the universe more than seventy years ago, although it is no longer the same, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and the new generals trained have been able to faintly compete with the Salvation Army. But there is still no shortage of veteran generals who have become famous since the last century with the help of life-sustaining technology, who are so old that they can stop breathing at any time, and can only survive lying in life-sustaining pods on nutrient solutions and breathing tubes. But in the projection, they don't have that ugliness.

……

"You're not dead yet, Melke, last time I wiped you out in the Triumph Corridor, you still dare to come?" A veteran general on Gerkos's side had apparently seen an acquaintance.

"Ahem...... Shangguan Feng, you really have a good memory, it's been almost sixty years, and you still remember that battle. Don't worry, if you start another war with me this time, I will capture your entire army!" Melk Chen, the veteran general of the Salvation Army, said coldly.

"Are you still on the battlefield like this? I heard that you have already had organ failure, can you still command you? Shangguan Feng said.

"You don't have to worry about that." Melk said coldly.

……

Verbal swords like this have been happening since the moment the lights were turned on, they are all old rivals and old enemies, and when they met decades ago, they were all on the battlefield, and all they thought about all day long was how to kill each other first.

Now that the civil war is over, but seeing each other again after so many years, anyone who feels a little sorry for themselves if they don't say a word, maybe they won't see each other again after this time, after all, everyone is old, and they will die at any time.

Don't look at the fact that there are a lot of people who want to beat each other on the table now, this is also a sign of concern, although they say it viciously, they don't necessarily think so in their hearts.

There are also heroes among soldiers, and the more ruthless the words, it means that he really cares about you.

……

"Okay, everyone, I think you're not just here today to talk about it, right?" It was still the one-eyed python that spoke, "Let's invite the god of war out first." I think all of you here have also received a summoning order from the god of war to gather here. ”

As soon as the words fell, a little girl was projected on the circular conference table in the center, it was Hertz, the supercomputer of the Peruvian agency, "I am very sorry that Lord Wargod is unwell, and it is inconvenient for him to come to today's meeting in person, and he will be projected here in half an hour." ”

"So, kid, do you want us to sit here for half an hour?" Steele smiled, he smiled kindly, but those who knew him well were Steel's never laughing, and his laughter was reserved for the prey that angered him.

"Of course not, Your Excellency General Stehl," Hertz snapped his fingers, and the projection expanded to the size of the entire conference table, and a map of the star field was projected, and the red overlay on it made everyone gasp.

Stehl was furious and slapped the table and stood up, "Impossible! The Triumphal Corridor is my jurisdiction! There are six A-class fleets where I am stationed! How could the Triumphant Corridor be occupied by demons? ”

"I'm sorry General Steel, this was just confirmed in two hours, and this meeting that brought together all the famous generals was temporarily convened by Lord Warlord." The technophiles of the Peruvian agency portrayed Hertz's face very carefully, looking like an angel, but now this angel is telling words that even the one-eyed python Selder can't accept.

The interstellar location of the Triumph Corridor is extremely important, it is the only passage to the battlefield of the border starline, and most of the shipping routes pass through here. Once occupied, if nothing else, the twenty-seven resource and two immigration stars and ten space stations in the Triumph Corridor alone will definitely suffer. While it is impossible for the planet to fall completely in just two hours, it is already a fact that it is occupied in space.

One only had to look at Steel's distracted leaning back in his chair to know that he had received the news of the total destruction of his fleet. Cyclops Python's family background is not only six A-class fleets, he also has several group fleets under his command, but the huge military revenue brought to him by the Triumphant Corridor is not comparable to the sixteen A-class fleets.

At this stage, the demons are attacking in a big way, and where will the next stop of the demon army that has broken through the triumphant corridor be?

Everyone saw the scarlet word, and bad memories flooded into the hearts of all the veteran generals.

It is the Norton Star, which has been known as the Dragon Star since it was discovered. It was also a bloody meat grinder battlefield, and no general wanted to recall those days.

(End of chapter)