During the first trial, the shrewd and capable Fotien naturally did not jump into Court's trap and fell for his tricks. After years under the irascible Fazzani, he had become accustomed to being constantly provoked. He only said what he had to say, faithfully described to the prosecutor what he had experienced that day, and ignored Jolien. Court's clever provocative words.

After that, Courter began to play the delaying card, defending himself against the prosecution's pressing motions, and he dragged the argument into a second session with the absence of a key witness and finally the approval of Judge Paden.

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Because of the busy afternoon of honest business, the vehicles that can accommodate dozens of people are almost full, which means that the number of destinations for the electric track increases.

The electromagnetic rail car is fast and fast, but it stops and goes because of the station. Some people have to stop when they get off the bus, some people have to stop when they get on the bus, and when you're unlucky, every branch of the airport has to stop, which can really drive passengers crazy on a long journey.

It didn't take long for Fazzani to begin to regret why he didn't use the single-seat, projectile-shaped orbital module that went straight to his destination, even if the ride was uncomfortable for him.

The orbit of the projectile capsule is on the translucent ceiling of the arm, because the centrifugal force generated by the rotation of the airport generates one-way gravity, and it needs to be tied to the seat as if it were tied up when riding, and because of the reverse gravity, there is always an unreal sense of head and feet. If you deliberately turn on the filter of the projectile bay and use the neighborhood, the flow of people and buildings below you as a reference, the whole process will feel like riding a roller coaster upside down, so some people call the arm projectile bay of the Chimoriza Airport a 'screaming capsule'.

After nearly half a standard hour of 120 branches, the track could have reached the finish line in a few minutes if it didn't stop once, and watching the rail, which had just entered the fast speed shortly after starting, slow down and stop again, Fazzani began to frown and curse in his heart.

But in this side site Nicole. Xiao's appearance immediately made this resentment disappear immediately, Xiao was dressed in a military uniform, looking heroic, her beautiful face in the ceiling under the glow of Mega, looking sunny and confident, she wore a naval hat, hiding her golden hair.

Xiao has a tall figure, and under the well-tailored military uniform, he puffs out moving curves. When she got into the car, her chin was high, her eyes were not squinted, and she strictly maintained a military posture, like a solemn statue, and her beautiful eyes soon spotted Fazzani staring at her admiration.

"General!" She immediately saluted Fazzani.

"Also to the center of things?" Fazzani sat down and did not stand up, but simply replied with a salute.

"Yes, General, the Moot Court of the Seventh Military Discipline Court."

"They sent you a summons too?" There's something strange about Fazzani.

"No, General." Xiao stood there solemnly, his eyes looking straight ahead. "I just want to see with my own eyes what happens to this son of a bitch!" She spoke loudly, her fiery words drawing the gaze of several soldiers in the carriage, most of whom were members of the Tenth Fleet.

Fazzani was a little surprised, and a little ridiculous. Shaw had been with him for several years, she had a tough personality and a rigid style, she was a textbook model soldier, he had never heard Shaw curse in all these years, and she had just become so blunt when she left his side with a piece of paper?

"Is that mother-in-law okay with you?" Fazzani was almost sure of who might have influenced Shaw.

"Very good, General." Xiao raised her face, she didn't dare to call her direct boss by the words of her mother-in-law.

"If she bullies you, tell me, I'll go straight to the door, and she won't dare to do anything to me." Fazzani was half joking, half genuine.

He clearly had this motive, because to this day, he still has a lot of faith in the Tenth Fleet Commander, Sarah Brown. Armstrong was indignant that he indirectly snatched Shaw away from him.

Since the vice chairman of the Military Commission Zhu Er. When Greenras was interested in elevating him to the post of chief of staff of the Tenth Fleet, he was troubled by the arrangements of these old subordinates, who had been with him since his time in the Falkus Security Committee Volunteers.

These right-hand men who are deeply trusted by him, with his character, naturally still want to hold on tightly to his hands. It takes time for him to value and believe in a person, and he doesn't have the patience to cultivate any more henchmen, he had hoped that the Military Council, for the sake of the so-called "Miracle of Valkyria", would let him command a small support fleet, even if it was just one of the most advanced warships of the Silver Alliance, so that they could be taken under his wing and each of them could do their duty?

For the fleet, Fazzani is not without ambition, but he knows how many pounds and taels he has, to lead a fleet that is regularly organized by the Silver Alliance, in addition to having a cool head, outstanding ability, and proud achievements, he must also have exquisite political skills and extensive contacts.

The past is vividly in his mind, and the experiences he once had in the logistics department of the Second Fleet have made him unbearable to look back on, from the procurement of arms, the funding of the fleet, and the salary structure, to the complex and unbelievable factional veins between the various fleets, and the network of entangled and colluding military and political interests. On top of that, there are all kinds of false bargains, negotiations, bribes, and compromises with various institutions and companies owned by giant plutocrats such as Heisenberg or Better Tomorrow.

That would kill him!

But he really didn't expect that Greenras would propel him into this completely unfamiliar position. As the chief of staff of the fleet, he no longer has a full range of personnel allocation, and the chief of staff can only manage the staff officers.

For Mike. Petowski and Mary. Shatome's two subordinates, Fazzani is also very easy to deal with. The Tenth Fleet's newly formed fighter boat group is a group of rookies who have no achievements, and with the appearance of these two figures, who have names and surnames in the entire Silver Alliance Navy, they naturally have to be worshiped as gods.

Fazzani didn't worry about his precious pilots, as long as they stayed in the Tenth Fleet, when they attacked, when they returned, he had a lot of advice and decision-making power, so theoretically, it was still under the jurisdiction of his staff.

However, for the assistants and war advisers who are completely inappropriate, it will inevitably take a lot of trouble to get them into their hands.

And just when he was playing Nicole. Shaw and Torris. When Fauretian figured out how to become a member of the Fleet Staff, Commander Sarah. Armstrong, however, suddenly stepped in and sent Nicole Brown to the post in the name of needing a female command ship assistant. Xiao just asked for it.