As a veteran of the front-line combat unit for 20 years, Fazani clearly knows that in the fierce battle in space, once the shield is destroyed and the cabin leaks, the internal and external pressure of the vacuum will squeeze the blood of the person from all parts of the body that has an exit to the outside of the body, and then a new coat will be stained with sticky blood and shameful dirt.

In addition, not to mention the tragic explosion of the ship's nuclear fusion particle engine or antimatter transition engine, all living beings in the ship, whether dead or alive, will be reduced to inconspicuous fragments of limbs in the vast stars, or simply feather into smoke, becoming tiny molecules of vaporized matter floating in the void.

A glamorous death? Thinking so tightly that Fazani couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

The reason why he received the new clothes this time was not for anything else, but because of the constant urging of the deputy commander Situ Jue, he was unbearable and could not think about it, so he had to apply for a set from the fleet quartermaster department.

Fazzani's deliberate overtures and meticulous care for the deputy commander of the Tenth Fleet had been deeply appreciated by Fazzani when he first came to the fleet.

Perhaps influenced by the mission previously known as the 'Valkyrie Miracle', Situ Jue was full of joy at the arrival of the chief of staff of the fleet, and he was also full of respect for himself.

He always looked for every opportunity to ask Fazzani questions, because part of his duties was the personnel operation and supply distribution of the fleet, and the friendly lieutenant always humbly asked Fazzani, who had served as the quartermaster's deputy of the Second Fleet of the Silver Alliance, for advice.

In such aspects as wartime rationing, ship scheduling, material storage, equipment maintenance, etc., Situ Jue always took the trouble to consult carefully, repeatedly verify, and expect his approval. And once taught, this middle-aged brigadier general, who is no longer a small age, always makes his own learning with a praise of 'worthy of coming out of the big fleet'.

Situ Jue continued to show kindness, but Fazani, who was the chief of staff of the fleet, was very annoying. He even made a point out in several meetings that he was no longer a quartermaster officer, and that there was no need to ask him for advice on these trivial matters in the fleet.

But Situ Jue didn't notice the subtext behind Fazzani's polite words at all, and His Excellency the Deputy Commander still went his own way, and later took the electronic briefcase every day, and came to him to discuss those operational matters that were not at all under Fazzani's responsibility.

Because Fazani, as the third captain of the fleet, is in contact with Sarah. Because Armstrong also holds the rank of rear admiral, Situ Jue's move is like jumping over the fleet commander, but he faintly regards the chief of staff as his top boss.

That's it, in Situ Jue's 'Why haven't you applied for a military uniform yet?' Under the repeated inquiries, Fazani had to apply according to the regulations in order to shut up the other party.

Only a day after the application form was submitted, a tailor belonging to the Quartermaster Department of the Military Commission was brought to the office by Situ Jue, carefully measured the size for him, and soon sent this set of general's uniform made of expensive high-grade fabrics.

In fact, Fazzani liked the new uniform, mainly because it fit well. This outfit is indeed well-made, and every detail is skillfully handled.

Fazzani's previous uniform was the same style, but it was nowhere near as comfortable as the current one. In this regard, Situ Jue once proudly told him that the mass issuance is naturally different from the deliberate customization, the customization can choose fabrics and tailors, and the batch is the same as the ordinary soldier's uniform materials, and is uniformly produced by the automatic factory under the Military Commission's Quartermaster Department.

Fazani obviously didn't care about the deputy commander of the fleet who used his power to secretly show favor to him with a uniform.

He didn't feel grateful, nor did he want to get to the bottom of it. The Silver Alliance fleet is now stationed in the airport of Chimoriza, and they are about to engage in an unprecedented battle with the Vulkens, and only a fool cares about the quality of the clothes they wear.

But he also didn't want to appear too maverick and misunderstand his subordinates with an image that resisted naval tradition. The placement of veterans of the former 7th Special Brigade of the Volunteer Army in various positions in the fleet has given him a kind of 'cronyism' notoriety. Armstrong's attitude towards him gradually turned cold.

In a way, he felt from the bottom of his heart that it was a good thing to wear a new uniform, which could distinguish him from the annoying generals who relied on the old men in the fleets, the dogmatic, posturing old fellows whose behavior was often disgusting to him.

They seized every opportunity, and on the premise of not violating military regulations on informal occasions, they would change into the uniforms of the first or second generation of silver league generals who had been ancient for more than ten years or more, and with the appearance of frugality and simplicity, in their bones, they always showed people the arrogance of being an old qualified silver league general, as if they were afraid that their face would not be recognized by others, and they preferred to use a washed and white old-fashioned military uniform to show off indirectly.

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In the bridge lounge, Fazani looked out the porthole in front of him at the terrifying whirlpool of the Kuibenhammouf Stargate, and began to feel the fear of the stargate that he was about to pass through.

He didn't understand Commander Sarah. Armstrong's initiative to ask for help but make him feel that this woman in a high position is more like a child who is happy at this time. The big war is imminent, but she tries to grab the unowned Ibick candy in a battle that does not belong to her.

Eight Silver Alliance fleets went to Valkyria, including Raphael, who was known as the Silver Alliance's 'strongest combat force'. The First Fleet, led by Vice Admiral Cohen, also had Freddy, who was known for his cunning. The Fourth Fleet under the command of Vice Admiral Augst, both fleets have a super-first-class Pangu-class battleship group with powerful artillery fire.

The First Fleet of the Silver Alliance, which is the treasure of the heart and soul of the Military Commission, even has two of the largest mothership-class support ships of the Silver Alliance, the 'Peaks of the Ridge' and the 'God Bless Me', and the huge hangar is loaded with nearly 1,000 new Shaloman destroyers of the two flying groups, and its attack and defense capabilities are simply incomparable.

What is particularly puzzling to Fazzani at this point is why the Tenth Fleet, the only one of the eight fleets with less than half of its strength, would have to go through the Stargate alone to fight against the Vulken warship cluster that clearly has the ability to destroy the fleet?

All this could have been completely avoided, but this time it was allowed to be the vanguard to fight, but it was actually the trouble that this damn greedy woman herself incurred!