Chapter Ninety-Four: Reorganization (I)
Robin looked around with a grim expression, and all the captains who came into contact with his gaze bowed their heads in fear. In the fleet, Robin has absolute authority, so the moment he stepped into the central headquarters, the atmosphere has changed, and the original arrogant captains have stopped talking and have found places to sit.
Perhaps sensing Robin's position in the fleet, the officers behind Lieutenant Colonel Jarvis looked a little nervous, and their expressions were mixed with a hint of unspeakable shame. After all, they themselves knew that it was because of Robin and his fleet that they could stand here alive and continue to fight for the Republic, so they also disagreed with Lieutenant Colonel Yalvis's act of seizing power immediately after arriving, and now after seeing Robin break in with a blue face, the uneasiness in their hearts became even stronger.
But as the fuse that triggered this conflict, Lieutenant Colonel Yalvis was calm. Anyone can tell that his decision was not shaken by Robin's arrival.
"Is this a special welcome ceremony?" Glancing at the captains of the ships who were sitting silently, Robin suddenly asked with a sneer.
"Sir, it was they who suddenly declared that they were going to take over the command of the fleet, and that's why we ......," Lieutenant Taylor, who was in a hurry, shouted angrily.
"Take over command?" Robin tilted his head to look at Lieutenant Colonel Jarvis.
Perhaps sensing Robin's bad tone, a major staff officer standing behind Lieutenant Colonel Yalves hurriedly stood up and said first, "Captain Robin, you misunderstood, we just ......"
"No, no mistake, we're just going to take over the command." Lieutenant Colonel Jarvis interrupted the major in a cold tone, and did not shy away from making eye contact with Robin.
“……”
Lieutenant Colonel Yalvis's strength at the moment made the faces of his colleagues behind him suddenly nervous, after all, this kind of noisy behavior has always been a taboo in the army, and this is not a republic supervised by a central computer, if the conflict intensifies, the consequences are simply unimaginable.
"This guy must be crazy."
Several captains secretly glanced at each other, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud in their hearts, and they all looked at Robin and Lieutenant Commander Jarvis in the confrontation like a good play.
"I would have liked to have a welcoming ceremony and then talk about the reorganization." After a long stalemate, Robin suddenly spoke.
"I think it's more appropriate to talk about reorganization first."
"Since you insist, then ......" Robin looked back at the captain behind him and suddenly smiled: "Well, for those of us republicans, it is not a very difficult thing to reorganize, right?" We're not going to treat the troops like the Union Army, like they do. ”
“……”
The deep meaning hidden in Robin's words made the captains' faces change greatly, and they never expected that after Robin broke in violently, what he said would be such a sentence.
Glancing at Lieutenant Colonel Yalvis, Robin took an electronic folder from Angus's hand, and after opening it, a complete set of positions in the Republic Space Fleet appeared in everyone's sight.
"We are the army of the republic, so in terms of establishment, we will continue to use the republic's system of duties. Now Christine has built a new central computer center on the space station, although compared with the central computer of the Republic, our central computer still has many defects in terms of function, but in terms of job evaluation and technical evaluation system, it is completely comparable to the real central computer. Therefore, taking the most basic five-person establishment of the General Staff Department as an example, if you want to become a staff officer, you should take a professional qualification examination. The top five scorers were qualified for the post of staff officer, taking over the command of the fleet. ”
As soon as Robin's words came out, both the captains of the ships and the prisoners of war who had just arrived at the space station showed shocked looks, they never thought that Robin would actually make such a decision.
"Sir, how can we ......" Lieutenant Taylor hurriedly stood up, he clearly knew that if they were to conduct a professional job evaluation, they would definitely not be able to win against those real staff officers.
"What do you want to say? Do you want to be privileged in the army of the republic? ”
Robin's knife-sharp eyes glared at Taylor fiercely, which made Taylor suddenly fall into an ice cellar, trembling his lips and unable to speak.
"Those who want to compete for the post of staff officer can now sign up, and the evaluation will be carried out immediately." Robin stared into Taylor's eyes and made a decision in a commanding manner.
“……”
Sighing helplessly, the pale Taylor finally chose to compromise and sat down dejectedly. The staff officers behind Lieutenant Colonel Yalves showed a look of surprise and stood up one by one to participate in the job evaluation.
On Robin's side, the captains of the ships who had been clamoring were all silent, and only Lieutenant Barron stood up after weighing it again and again, and decided to participate in the job evaluation.
"The people who participated in the test stayed, and the others came out with me."
Leaving behind the eight people who participated in the evaluation, Robin led the others out of the headquarters and into the hall of the space station, which was originally intended to celebrate the prisoners of war.
Because of the previous arrows and crossbows, after following Robin here, there was obviously a gap between the officers and men of the TR-735 fleet and the first batch of prisoners of war, and the two sides were clearly on both sides of the sub-station, and the atmosphere was a little depressing for a while.
"We are republicans, and the republic has always spoken in strength. So, I think it's necessary to change the celebration project, how about some games with competitive surnames? ”
In the silent hall, only Robin's high-pitched voice kept echoing.
After Robin's words fell, there was only a moment of silence, and the soldiers erupted in a tsunami-like cheer. Robin's words are clearly a signal for competition, and for these thrill-seeking young people, there is nothing more exciting than competition.
Seeing that the originally oppressive atmosphere was ignited in an instant, Robin took a long breath in his heart, stood up and said, "I'm an infantryman, so I'm ......"
"Leave the infantry project to me." Before Robin finished speaking, Zolo, who had been sitting in the corner silently, stood up and stopped Robin behind him.
Everyone in Zhuo Luo's powerful fleet was well known, so seeing his rare willingness to stand up, the faces of the officers and men of the TR-735 fleet suddenly showed an extremely strange look, as if they were sympathizing with each other.
The change in atmosphere was clearly felt by the prisoners on the other side, and after a round of exchange of words, a black soldier named Dick stepped forward.
The lieutenant named Dick was the ace of the special battalion of the 1st Division of the Marseille Space Fortress, and when he took off his shabby coat, his strong, pitch-black body made him look as dangerous as a panther hunting in the jungle.
"Go to the training room." Just one glance at the other party, Zhuo Luo turned to leave. Dick frowned, and followed.
Compared to this hall, the training room has better protection facilities, and Zolo's suggestion to go to the training room indicates that it is destined to be an extremely bloody battle. Therefore, after Zolo and Dick left one after another, a large number of people rushed to the training room to fight outside, expecting to witness this battle of powerhouses like Mars hitting the earth.
Most people chose to watch the battle, which made the crowded hall instantly sparse.
"Hey, Man in the Iron Mask, looks like we've been left out in the cold." At this time, a good-looking female officer suddenly appeared beside Angus, leaned on his shoulder and said sourly.
"The Man in the Iron Mask?" Angus looked at the female captain beside him with interest.
A lean blonde hair, charming eyes, and a proud figure that can't be covered by military uniforms. Such a woman is destined to be the center of attention wherever she goes, but in her dazzling blue eyes, Angus feels a different taste.
"Everybody calls me Masked Man." Angus tapped his finger on half of his silver mask: "Can you know your name?" Nice lady. ”
The female captain softly stripped the hair at the sideburns and said teasingly: "My name is Afra, and everyone else calls me Blood Rose." ”
The Blood Rose represents the meaning of brokenness, and in the Marseille Space Fortress, there is only one woman with such a nickname.
"Blood Rose Afra of the Rose Formation?" With a look of surprise on his face, Angus pretended to be a gentleman: "It's an honor to meet you, you know, I've always been your admirer." ”
"That's great, would you like to fly around with me?" Afra took Angus' arm and looked at several J-9 space shuttles moored on the tarmac in the distance.
"Of course, it's my pleasure."
Suppressing the heat in their hearts, Angus and Afra walked to the tarmac like a couple, talking and laughing, and each chose a seat frame.
However, before entering the cockpit of the space shuttle, Afra suddenly gave a thumbs up and cut Angus's throat, and Angus was not to be outdone and raised his middle finger at Afra.
The appointment invitation instantly turned into a peak battle between ace pilots, which raised everyone's emotions again, and the passionate impulse made Old Jack can't help but rush out.
Carrying a huge mechanical maintenance arm, Old Jack blew his beard and stared around: "Hey, on the other side, who dares to compete with me to try the skill of repairing things?" ”
“……”
Old Jack was enthusiastic, but a silent silence awaited him. It wasn't until Old Jack couldn't help but want to rush over to catch someone for a competition that a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance stood up with a wry smile and saluted Old Jack: "Teacher, I didn't expect you to be so energetic now, and it really hasn't changed at all from back then." ”
"Are you ......" Old Jack squinted his eyes and looked at each other, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Van Lunding? Damn, it's you kid! ~”
"Yes teacher, I'm so glad I was alive to see you."
"So......" Old Jack suddenly showed a strange smile: "Is you the one who competes with me?" Van Lunding Jr. ”
"No, no." Hearing this, Fan Lunding hurriedly shook his hand and said, "The level of me and the teacher is too far apart, this competition ...... Not anymore. It is already an honor for me to continue to study with my teachers. ”
"Boring boy!" Old Jack threw away the mechanical arm in his hand in disappointment: "You are still the same as back then, you don't have the spirit of challenge at all, compared with that kid, it's far worse." ”
"Oh?" Hearing Old Jack's words, Van Lunding walked towards Robin with blazing eyes: "Since the teacher appreciates you so much, then...... I don't mind comparing myself to you. ”
“……”
(To be continued)