"The Federation has been recruiting soldiers, and new soldiers will be added soon." Magnolia was a little melancholy.

"Those are all recruits, and the veterans are almost exhausted after all these years of dedication."

After all, 1600W, the former federal standing force is only 20 million, which includes all the establishments, space fleets, planetary defense forces, etc. Moreover, this seemingly huge garrison is scattered in the huge federal territory, with a total of 63 galaxies and 71 colonized planets, and how many troops are divided?

At the beginning of the war, the Federation immediately passed the conscription bill, and began to send a steady stream of vital forces to the front line, and a large number of enthusiastic young people stepped onto the battlefield to fight for the country.

In the early stages of the war, the survival rate of new recruits was extremely low, and they were only assigned to the most basic mechanized infantry divisions after only a short period of training.

On the main battlefield where mecha are rampant now, it can be said that the infantry is really unarmed.

The energy gun that could penetrate human flesh was so small in front of the ten-meter-tall steel giant that it made people feel powerless.

These hot-blooded young people who stepped on the battlefield finally found a place for themselves to bury their bones in another country.

It's really sad and lamentable.

"But the people who can come to the 17th Division are not ordinary people, how can ordinary people drive mechas." Magnolia loves to train newcomers.

Mechs are very difficult to pilot, and it is very difficult to drive mechs to fight on the battlefield.

It can be said that the reserve of pilots can be used as a criterion for measuring the country's military strength.

The number of pilots is one thing, and another reason for the small number of mecha troops is the high cost of mechas.

Excluding the technical costs, the money for the installation of one armored division alone is enough to install more than ten infantry divisions.

I can't really afford to fight without money.

"When the newcomers come, I'm going to train them well." Magnolia licked her lips, Calais could already imagine how the next batch of newcomers would be tortured by Magnolia.

"Yo, the division commander is back." Turning the corner, I met Julia, who was about to go to dinner.

"yes, let's go for a walk, let's go to dinner together."

The three of them had dinner and found a place to sit down in the dining hall.

"What, you actually took the Medal of Freedom!?" Julia's eyes almost fell off when she heard Magnolia's words.

"Don't make a fuss, my sister Julia." Magnolia on the side just wanted to see Julia's surprised expression and take the opportunity to find fault.

"I'm your sister!" Julia's retort in an atmospheric manner.

"Hey, that's a medal of the highest honor." Julia was a little excited, as if she had received a medal.

"There is no way, who made Calais not a soldier, and the citizens can only award him the Medal of Freedom." Magnolia on the side still looked a little helpless.

"Come on, according to you, if Calais is subordinate to the federal military, will you have to sit for him in the position of division commander?" Julia fought back mercilessly.

Looking at the bickering between the two, Calais also ate very happily this meal.

Although Calais had only one hand, he was not slow to eat at all, and he stuffed the food in front of him into his stomach in three or two clicks.

It is also important not to eat only the nutrient solution, but also to eat. But now Calais eats more, not only to replenish energy, but also to regenerate severed limbs.

It's been a week since the last battle, Calais's whole body is thicker than before, the ribs on the left side have basically grown, and the pelvic bone below has gradually recovered.

Thanks to the food of the 17th Division, he recovered very quickly.

"By the way, Calais, what's your birthday?" Magnolia suddenly asked such a question.

"Nope." The old man himself didn't have a birthday, and he didn't celebrate his birthday, and for him, there was no concept of birthday in his life.

"Then set one for yourself, don't you think that life in the world, it will be more meaningful to have an anniversary?" Magnolia suggested.

"Then you can order one." Calais is very casual.

"Shall I decide? Then June 17, the day of the Commonwealth victory. Magnolia didn't even think about it, so she said this.

"I think it's good." Julia on the side chimed in.

"That's June 17th, and I think it's good." Calais agreed.

"Hehe, I'll show you a baby after eating." Magnolia is mysterious.

"What is it? I'm going to see it too. Julia coaxed from the sidelines.

"Go cool, it's not your share."

"Wow, teacher, you value color over friends." Julia complained.

After eating, several people came to the office.

The office is very tidy, with piles of documents, as high as a mountain, but very neat, and it is very comfortable to look at.

The office is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, this is Julia's desk outside, and Magnolia's office is inside, I don't know how.

"Don't come in!" Magnolia sneakily opened a crack and twisted her body into it, sneaky.

Through the crack in the door, Calais could already feel the mess inside.

With a half-bang, Magnolia came out of the office.

"Dangdang!" Magnolia held up a stick in her hand and handed it to Calais.

"Now, it's a birthday present for you late." Magnolia beamed.

Calais took a closer look and saw that it was actually a walking stick.

The crutches are not long, more than a meter long, and the whole body is dark green. The end of the crutch is noticeably reflective, and the color is noticeably darker than elsewhere, making it look like it's been used for a long time.

But Calais didn't mind, but his heart warmed.

"Give you a cane, and you won't jump when you walk, so as not to frighten people." Magnolia had that in mind.

"Okay." Calais was also very happy, Magnolia really gave him a surprise, although it was premeditated, but Calais did not hate this feeling.

"It's not your father's..."Julia on the side was a little speechless when she saw the crutches, and her mouth revealed some secrets.

"Anyway, it will eat dust in the office, so it might as well be given to Calais." Magnolia's expression didn't care much.

"This is the evergreen wood of the sea of green trees, super precious, you have to cherish it." Magnolia wanted to change the subject and talked about the material of the cane.

"Your father?" Calais was a little surprised, speaking of which, he didn't know much about Magnolia.

"Ah, you don't know." Julia on the side looked at Calais in surprise.

"She's the eldest lady of the Kasman family, Magnolia Kasman. His father was Confederation Admiral Charlie Loca Kasman. Before Magnolia could stop her, Julia shook out all her details.

"Charlie Loca Kasman?" Calais was a little impressed, having once seen this federal general on the news.

This is a very good Federation Admiral, who led the Federation fleet in the early stages of the war against the frenzied attacks of the Fereles. Calm, strategic, and good at group defense, he is the shield of the Federation and one of the most famous Federation generals before Adlina became famous.

However, in the competition for the jump point between the Southern Sky Star Domain and the Middle Heaven Star Domain, the space fleet led by Charlie Loca Kasman fought to the last drop of blood and remained in space forever at the age of 52.

"I'm sorry." Calais apologized to Magnolia.

"It's fine." Magnolia didn't take it to heart, and in the past two years, she has long since come out of her grief.

"I didn't expect the crutches to be Ling Zun's relics." Calais looked at the crutch as if he saw the shadow of the former Union military spirit.

"What, this is my grandfather's." Magnolia rolled her eyes.

"My dad isn't old enough to use crutches, right?" Magnolia teased.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this to be left by your grandfather." Calais looked embarrassed.

"His grandfather is still alive." Julia on the side couldn't help laughing and reminded to borrow it.

Calais's face darkened.

Out of respect for my predecessors and ancestors, I don't want to say much.

"Her grandfather is Riley Kasman, an active field marshal." Julia kindly explained the Kasman family to Calais.

"Alright, alright." Magnolia interrupted Julia. She has relied on her strength all the way to the present, completely independent of her family's background, and never shows off to the outside world.

Except for the high-ranking members of the Federation and Julia, who is close to her, there are really not many people who know, and it is normal for Calais not to know.

"After my father died, my grandfather put on a prosthetic leg, and a cane was useless, and he kept it with me all the time."

"I'll give it to you today." Magnolia's tone was lighthearted, but Gala could see a hint of sadness in her eyes.

What an innocent girl.

"Thank you." Calais thanked him.

"Thank you, you're welcome." Magnolia grinned and slapped Calais on the shoulder, hooking her shoulder.

I have to say that there is indeed not much difference in height between the two, and Magnolia feels like a sister standing on the side.

"You two don't show off." Julia on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Whoever shows off, Xiao Nizi will go cool again." Magnolia waved Julia away.

In this way, after all, there was nowhere to go, so Calais temporarily stayed at the 17th Division to recuperate and cultivate.

Time flies, although it is the middle of July, but Fryde Star has entered the coldest winter.

After three weeks of rapid recovery, the left half of Calais's body had fully regenerated, much to Magnolia's amazement.

She remembered clearly what Calais had been when she was seriously injured.

The left arm has also grown by a third, and the thigh has regenerated to the knee.

Looks like a normal point of disability anymore.

However, in the winter, wrapped in an army-green coat, it is not very obvious, and with crutches, Calais's walking posture is much more normal.

The winter Fryde Star is very cold, especially the heavy snow a few days ago, so that the Fryde Star directly put on a winter coat, covered in silver.