The green fruit is planted and waited for the next year.

An unauthorized landing in Pegasus undoubtedly gave Fazzani a reputation at the top of the military hierarchy as doing things his own way; And accurately predicted the will of the Walken people and rejected Robert. Ludlen's bombing of Pegasus brought him the affirmation of most of the military's insightful men; Plus the Tenth Fleet in him and Sarah. Under Armstrong's command, only half a fleet prevented the Vulken fleet's attempt to close the stargate, which was regarded as saving the entire Bald war, and it was such a good and bad entanglement together, although many senior commanders did not want to admit it, but Dino. The name Fazzani is indeed very loud and has been reported constantly. This more or less made him a hero, and then became a well-deserved darling of major non-governmental media.

Although Fazzani himself was particularly disgusted with the media and refused all interviews, the flowers and applause that the media frenzy brought were overwhelming. In the fear and anxiety after the 'Feasting Day tragedy' in 41 years, the people are desperately in need of a spiritual solace, and the former creator of the 'Valkyria Miracle' once again explained everything with his actual achievements in this unprecedented battle.

An application for commendation initiated by the major media and seconded by the citizens of the Million Silver League was submitted to the Military Commission, demanding that the military leadership, who had not expressed any expression for several months after the war, should be rewarded for their meritorious deeds and given to Dino. General Fazani was rewarded with a 'realistic' reward. And most of the generals from the decision-making level of the Military Commission denied the post-proposal to promote Dino unusually. Fazzani's decision to become lieutenant general was the result of outside pressure.

But since the federal period, it is indeed rare to be promoted from major general to lieutenant general in less than two years. Konan, on his late-night program "The Boer Konan Show", made a declaration that "we are the real decision-makers" and asked Zhu Er, vice chairman of the Military Commission, who came to participate in the program. When Greenras was questioned about the matter, the woman with the highest military rank and file gave a flawless answer in the prepared rhetoric:

"Although all the promotion arrangements were already set at the previous war summary meeting, the slower-paced traditional review work took up most of the time, and I can only say that the final result coincided with the appeal of the people, and the officers and men who were promoted were indeed well deserved to win the victory in this unimaginable war."

"Although there was so much skepticism before and after the war, whether it was invasion or revenge, the Bald system did take ......" Konan was not satisfied with Greenras's politician tone, and began to gag in his usual way. I hope those blue-brained people who are not easy to mess with will finally learn to be obedient this time, and find a paradise instead of a transportation hub as their home. ”

The director instructed the audience to laugh, and Konan suddenly frowned.

"It's just that being promoted from major general to lieutenant general, doesn't it seem a little stingy for a person who has turned the tide of the battle almost single-handedly? Could it be that the reward for the military council is only a few fern vine leaf badges? ”

"You mean money?" Greenras smiled cooperatively.

"The source of sin, the proof of depravity, yes, of course we are talking about gadgets that can be bought for pain and joy at the same time." Konan's eyes squeezed comically. "The wool comes from the sheep, and since General Fazani is now red through half the sky, and a reward entirely from the majority of taxpayers, I don't think there will be any more criticism."

The director commanded the audience to applaud, but Greenras smiled charmingly at this moment.

"A good leader doesn't just want to be a good soldier, that's not in keeping with their life creed, Konan, and I believe that General Fazani wants the reward not in money, but in something more practical." She confessed in front of the camera.

"You mean the command of the fleet?" The clever moderator was immediately and to the point.

"I didn't say anything." Green smiled at the corners of her mouth, and then she digressed from the subject, no matter how much Konan asked, just laughing and not saying a word, and avoiding a low-level mistake that could lead to the impeachment of the Discipline Committee, announcing the appointment of military officials on a public entertainment show, like a superb gymnast walking on a balance beam.

……

Manic, unwilling, aggrieved, anxious...... These majestic and vast thousands of stargates look like a pair of similar but mysteriously changing eyes, whether in dreams or reality, far or near, at least in Tadino. That's always been the case in Fazzani's mind.

He fully remembered that it was those eyes that always seemed lazy that made him constantly examine himself and doubt himself, and as he stumbled through his ignorant childhood and inferior youth, those distorted far-fetched ridicule and endless wanton abuse once made him confused and struggling in himself, until he finally got his wish and was admitted to the non-tuition Jensenbach Naval Academy, and successfully escaped from the town of Green Worm.

He remembered exactly how he had felt the day before he was leaving, and remembered that the owner of those eyes stared at him blankly, as if he was reluctant, as if he was jealous, and when he was finally about to break his suspicion and say a word or two to him about saying goodbye and cherishing something, the man with the same surname as him slammed the door again.

"It's a military colonel, but don't be complacent, because it's a fart at all. The half-hitched logistics soldier who does not enter the stream will break through the sky in the future, that is, he will drive a carrier ship for a lifetime......" Old Fazani muttered to himself behind the door, but it was still like a sharp knife piercing his heart. "I hope that your ugly face can make those military masters happy, so that you can be rewarded with an official and a half-post in your lifetime......"

He still remembers how he felt, the sum of what he had endured in this family for eighteen years what he considered a 'little grievance' and the anger that multiplied it tenfold, and he began to smile and say goodbye to his worried mother as if he had been all right, as he had counted every day since he had been enlightened many years ago.

The honest mother was speechless, except to stuff the bag full of sweet wheat cakes into his suitcase. Years later, he was well-informed and tasted many delicacies, but even the food of the Ibic people could not let him relive the happiness of those few cookies in his mouth.

As one wise man said, memory is called memory because the things it represents, whether good or bad, will eventually end in various ways over time.