Victor. Major General Coezzo faced the cruel war in front of him, but he did not have the slightest sadness, this was just an air battle of 10,000 people, countless people gambled their lives to fight, in the eyes of the major general, just for the hegemony of the empire, for the glory of His Majesty the Emperor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just as the Major General promised to His Majesty the Emperor in the Emerald Palace, it will take three years to build an elite new army for the Empire that can achieve victory and glory under any circumstances.

"My legion is finally going to show the world today. They're still fledglings who haven't learned to fight, but, wait, Kerry...... As you will see, this blue legion will one day crisscross the battlefields of the Empire. ”

Judging by the tone and diction of the words, some people may think of Vic as an arrogant Emma male. However, this is not the case, the face that has not yet escaped the youth, there is still a little shadow of baby fat, the smooth skin is a healthy wheat color, and the official robe is covered by a slender but strong body, and the tight muscles contain imperceptible power.

"General, the command system of the 3rd Brigade has collapsed." Adjutant Bray. Major Mendel reported to his superiors with a tense face. This is already the second brigade since the beginning of the battle that the chain of command has collapsed. The Major knew very well that the stubborn temper of his superiors would never end for the proud Quezzo if he did not win the battle.

"Really? It doesn't matter, only by surviving the most brutal battles can you become the most elite legion. The girl bit her lip stubbornly, such a decision was not something she should have made when she was young.

However, a girl who has lost the protection of her father must show her value if she wants to survive in the large family of Coezzo. So, Victor. In the witness of the Holy Scriptures, Coezo made a pact with His Majesty Adorim to dedicate his life to fight for the sword of Coezo and for the glory of Emma.

"So, as an Emma soldier, you should fight for the good of the Empire." During the Battle of Mir, the huge fleet of warplanes of the Federation Navy shocked the Emma. Easily penetrate the short-range defense line, penetrate the interior of the starship, and even single-handedly crush the battleship with thousands of Emma soldiers......

Mendel pursed the corners of his lips helplessly, his boss was good at everything, but not at all. She was a fanatical imperialist, a Monterrie devotee, fanatical enough to think of her own ideas as if they were the thoughts of all people.

The golden flag hanging above the bridge occupies three-quarters of the entire wall, as if to remind everyone that this is the pride of Golden Emma.

"Although the conversion of cargo ships and the redeployment of aircraft carriers are reluctant, after all, it is not a platform designed specifically for space fighters, and it is prone to problems in various aspects."

"I know this, the Empire's aircraft carrier design is still being evaluated by the Armaments Commission, and after the Imperial Armaments Commission approves the construction plan, there will be the coordination of the Royal Council's funding budget. We don't want to have a real aircraft carrier before the end of this year. "The girl doesn't care about the form of the battlefield, and even if her subordinates fall into disadvantage, they won't come to the rescue. As she learned from federal military textbooks, the command of air battles, belongs to the group commander. For positions above the rank of captain of a brigade, it is only necessary for strategic considerations.

"General, isn't it too cruel to pull the pilots who only have three months of intensive training time to the triangular star region and conduct actual combat exercises with those mercenary units that are roaming the universe." The Major sighed as he looked at the data that had been updated on the electronic board again. The long list of the dead has become longer again.

"Don't you think it's too late to say that now? A year ago, the war of our generation had begun, and it was a war that would not necessarily end until death. Those people must think so, too. Those people took the life of the last loved one, and for Victor at this moment, there is no place for her to retreat in this world.

Take a step back and you'll be in the abyss.

Cosmic warfare is always so cruel, even in the current universe, human life can last for 500 years, but war is still a continuation of generation after generation. For the sake of rights and interests, or for dignity and freedom.

It's only a short hour, but it's so long that it seems like a whole day has finally passed...... Mendel, who watched the countdown to zero, secretly exhaled in his heart. Victor. The three-hour training schedule set by Coezzo is finally over, and this life-staked training is finally coming to an end.

The Great Water Drop issued the order to return home, and the people who had been in chaos on the battlefield for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and continued, no one knew who the victory or defeat would belong.

"Mendel, as soon as the results are out, give them to me." Expressionless Victor. Rear Admiral Coezzo dropped such a sentence and left the bridge.

The windy pace sounded in the passage, and Victor. Coezzo walked into his lounge aboard the Great Drop. After closing the door to the lounge, the girl leaning against the heavy yew door slowly fell to the ground.

She was just a young girl who had just graduated from the Imperial Academy, and she was supposed to be at home, waiting for her fiancé to exchange his military prowess for His Majesty's permission. However, everything was useless, and the Battle of Mir changed everything. Brador. Coezzo was killed, and her greatest reliance appeared only in the memories that turned black and white.

The girl who hid in a place where there was only one person, silently repenting for her indifference and cruelty, did not know that her greatest enemy was less than six OOOOO kilometers away from him.

Victor didn't give himself much time to be weak, and after just a few minutes, the girl wiped away her tears and straightened out the black imperial general's uniform, the spacious robe just right to hide the girl's delicate body. Victor. Hiding his weakness in his black robes, he kept a grim look on his men for all his subordinates, those loyal to her father and then, to her subordinates.

"Mendel, Post-War Summary Report." Victor back on the bridge. Major General Coezzo's eyes were still as calm as the frozen waters of a polar lake, and his young voice was still full of icy chills.

"Yes, General." Mendel respectfully handed over the document made of wood pulp with exquisite dark flowers. Not to mention the value of the contents recorded on this plant fiber product, but only the product of these ancient crafts that can be completed after more than 30 processes and passed down from the terrestrial age, just a standard size of paper is enough for an ordinary Emma family to live for a month.

Mendel had to sigh in his heart that only these true aristocrats had the luxury of being a nobleman. The Irma were mostly wealthy, with only a few becoming slaves because of their crimes. However, it is precisely this that makes Mendel sigh even more about the extravagance and waste of the aristocracy in daily life.

"Next time, use the electronic board." As if he knew what his lieutenant was thinking, Victor said softly. "The money saved should be transferred to the pension fund. The head of the Cutis family has agreed to take care of the pension fund for the Blue Army, which is good news for relaxation before hearing the bad news. ”

"On behalf of all of you, thank you for your generosity." Blackwood. Major Mendel bowed respectfully and lowered his head, which had been held high.

"One hundred and forty-seven killed? After an hour of fighting, one hundred and forty-seven people left. "It's just ordinary mercenaries, although they are more experienced in piloting space fighters, but the Blue Legion is an army after all, an elite selected from the mighty Emma Navy.

"After all, it was built from scratch, and there has never been a precedent for aviation units in the Emma Empire. General, this is already a good result. Mendel smiled bitterly, in just one hour, the real actual combat, the problems that will not be exposed in the usual training, have been exposed, and this can be regarded as achieving the purpose of training. However, Victor pursued a more perfect result.

"It's not enough, at least in terms of downs, although the total number is as high as seven hundred, but most of these are the results of the early days of the war, which shows that our chain of command needs to be further strengthened." The frowning girl had a melancholy on her face. Single-handedly forming a new army of young people, from top to bottom, from officers to soldiers, they have to learn a way of fighting that has never existed in Emma's navy.

"Then, according to the Imperial Intelligence Agency, we can rest for two weeks, and at the beginning of next month, a large enough fleet will pass near the station."

"Well, drivers can take a day off. However, officers, especially commanders at all levels of the air force, need to learn from video recordings to find loopholes in this command and how to solve them. Next time, I like to end the fight in an hour rather than being forced to evacuate the battlefield. At the end of the delicate vegetative paper, he carefully signed his name, and then stamped his personal mark with the ring he wore on the middle finger of his right hand - Victor. Coezzo. The Red Rose Mark unique to the Count of Estadorbnia.

Mendel silently took the order book from the general's hand, and the thin paper was extremely heavy at the moment. Just one training session, the lives of one hundred and forty-seven soldiers were lost. For the country, for dignity, for glory...... No, they are not fighting for these, they have left, no one will know what they are fighting for.

The young new earl is not a cold-blooded demon who sees war as a game, a slender and weak girl, nor a shameless bureaucrat who regards life as a number, but hatred blinds everything, whether it is his eyes or his heart, and the result of losing everything and reaping hatred is only the evil fruit of human desire. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )