Because of the top-secret nature of the operation involved, Furran. No one at the Chass base knew all the details of the mission, and all personnel scheduling and logistical rationing were carried out by Tokes of the Intelligence Bureau of the Military Commission. Navarro and his team liaise and arrange through internal channels.

Most of the personnel of the General Assembly Department of the Military Commission who participated in the refit of ships or the deployment of materials were told that this was all for the purpose of collecting real data, and that it was a target ship cluster formed as an imaginary enemy of the military exercises of the Silver Alliance fleet, and this obviously had a precedent.

Fazzani and his flight captain took a high-speed elevator from the simulated training ground back to the underground, passed through a series of automated security checks, and entered an area specially created for the mission, where they met the students of the inaugural Mandala Feather Regiment commission training class in a teaching center that could accommodate several hundred people.

The graduating cadets wore Flran. Some of them are inexplicable, some are eager to try, and some are looking at Dino with curious eyes. Fazani and Mike. Petowski and Colonel Navarro stood at the podium, updating the latest training data from the tactical board in their hands with Fazzani's watch.

"There are 44 people in total, and one person is on leave." Navarro reported to Fazzani.

"Leave? Over here? Is it sick? He asked, frowning.

"Sort of...... Come and go......"

"Where are you going?" Fazzani didn't get it.

"Toilet...... It is said to be diarrhea. Navarro's voice was low, but some of the students chuckled after he finished speaking.

Fazzani glanced at the back of his eyes and saw that most of the students were sitting in the front row, some whispering and laughing as he and Navarro spoke, and there was a student sitting in the back row of the empty classroom, looking down at his watch, seemingly unmoved by what was happening.

Damn student soldiers......

Fazzani suddenly remembered his past decades ago at the small naval academy on the outskirts of Chilian Chaowen. Chubby Zni. Auburn, interesting Qin Wenhao, pretty John. Maisin, the charming and adorable Rovenig, these former friends are not just as impulsive, uninhibited, curious, rude, young and full of vitality as the cadets who sit under the podium today. But where are they now? Gradually disappeared from the vast sea of people of the Silver Alliance fleet, and there was no news.

"Listen." Fazzani's voice was like a bell, and the teaching center suddenly fell silent.

"It's a pleasure to meet you here, I'm Dino. Patrick. Fazzani, the special commander you are about to take part in this operation. Fazani was in a calm tone, he wore no military hat, he was slightly bald, and his slender horse had a warm smile on his face.

"I've heard that this military commission has given this operation a great gift, a group of real stars of the Bayrier Flight Academy, the pride of the future of the Silver Alliance Navy, and the potential elite of the First Fleet's ace downing regiment......" he dragged out his tone. It was going to be very exciting for me until ...... he started to twist his edge.

"What was supposed to be the heart of this mission, a deadly arrow to turn the tide on the entire border, but your performance made people laugh off their big teeth, the newborn baby with the placenta, before it even croaked on the ground, what are you? Recruit eggs and fools who are at a loss for everything! He roared. You are soldiers! Goddamn a member of the Silver Alliance Navy, the shield of the border, the blade of the angel sword! And what are you doing that chills the hearts of your sacrificed ancestors and the citizens who depend on us? A group of lawless outlaws, a bunch of shameful boat people with grinning faces! ”

Fazzani slapped the table of the podium and scolded at the audience, the smile on his long face had long been replaced by coldness and majesty, his tall body seemed to suddenly become much taller, and on the tightly buttoned neckline, a golden star was shining.

The audience was silent, and every cadet immediately adjusted their sitting posture to achieve the best state in their military careers, they put away their newly soothed faces, tightened every inch of pores on their faces, held their shoulders straight, tucked their abdomen upright, put their hands on their knees, and put their feet together.

In fact, in their respective four-year military school careers, they have long been accustomed to such roars. Every morning's military appearance check, morning drills, and life instructors' corrections to every movement are almost in a state of shouting, but like this General Fazzani, he is still whispering softly one second, and the next second it turns into hail all over the ground, and this is the first time.

Fazzani's sudden reprimand caused the two officers around him to adjust their movements in a particularly cooperative manner. Colonel Navarro straightened his stocky body and raised his chin high. Major Petowski also stopped chewing on the gum, but stroked the tip of his nose with his fingers to hide the grin in his chest.

"Good." Fazani nodded heavily on stage. "This is what you look like a soldier, and this is the style that your every move, word and deed in the future should be maintained and carried forward." His expression softened slightly. "From today onwards, you will officially become a member of the Silver Alliance Navy, and you can be said to be very lucky to be the first to become my Dino. Fazzani's soldiers, Colonel Navarro of the Intelligence Service were ...... for this mission"

"Lucky? Zoroaster's defeated ......" Before Fazzani could finish his words, the cadet who had been sitting in the back row looking down at his watch suddenly raised his head. "Your Excellency General, what kind of luck is this?" He said with a grin on his face.

"You! Cadets! Colonel Navarro was furious, reaching out and hurriedly flipping through the roster on the tactical board. Murai ...... Southfitt, come to the front! Immediately! He pointed at the military academy and shivered with anger.

"Yes, Colonel." The cadet stood up and straightened his chest, then walked down the aisle to the podium with standard guard of honor steps.

"Southfitt, you...... You...... There is no superior, you are lawless, what are you doing sitting in the back? Is saying these crazy things to go to the military disciplinary court? Navarro said angrily, as an officer who has been in the army for more than 20 years, he is undoubtedly very resistant to such criminal behavior.

"Report to Colonel, we are the commissioners of the Mandala Feather Regiment, and we are the members of the First Fleet Destroyer Group, and we are not nothing...... Dino. Fazzani's soldiers. Southfit said loudly with his head held high.