General Horn stood on his third-floor balcony. His gaze looked a little further away, at the officers of the Nyusal garrison who were running and training on the playground. After a long while, the general spat out the balcony with a disgusted face, and scolded in a low voice, "A group of soft-footed shrimp! ”

If anyone saw the group of garrison officers in training, they might think that Admiral Horn had scolded him lightly - the officers were running and staggering, and each of them had to stop and rest for a while after running two or three steps. Some of the officers who seemed to be physically weak couldn't even lift their feet and run forward. They could only walk slowly, five hundred yols a lap of the runway, and it would take these officers even a full two quarters of an hour to walk a lap.

But let's be honest, General Horn is actually finding fault. The faltering group of naval officers, who even looked like they had just learned to walk, were patrol fleet crews that had just finished a month-long cycle of deployment.

In microgravity, the muscles of the human body will gradually atrophy. In order to prevent a sudden attack by malicious individuals when the situation in Newsar is unstable, the Newsal garrison and navy have carried out patrol deployments at the highest alert level. The patrol fleet was extended to a full five days for a single voyage, after which it returned to the Upper Albin Starlanding Complex to ventilate and resupply the ships.

When the used potassium hydroxide filter unit is quickly removed from the cabin and a new component is installed, the ground supply also receives the ship's garbage and delivers clean drinking water and food.

After completing all the resupply work in three quarters of an hour, the ship will quickly depart for the next five days of patrol.

And General Horn's heavy-mouthed "soft-footed shrimp" have completed seven five-day patrol missions - today is the second day they have returned to Newsal for repairs.

In keeping with Navy tradition, these long-term patrol officers and officers should rest for at least a week before they can begin rehabilitative training. But...... Where does General Horn care about tradition?

If he respected tradition, he should have at least chosen to shoot Albin with a gun and then shoot Duchamp after Newsart's independence.

Admiral Horn was not a traditional naval commando. He wasn't even a traditional Imperial soldier.

According to Horn's grandfather, Horn's mother's background is a mystery. When she appeared in Orin, she wore clothing that was closer to the usual Confederate styles than Imperial clothing. General Horn's mother never mentioned where her hometown was.

How did she and Horn's father meet and fall in love...... It is also a question that cannot be answered.

After dying of postpartum hemorrhage, Horn's father found two blue passports among his wife's belongings. Based on the above, it is inferred that General Horn's biological mother is presumably an agent of the Confederate Bureau of Investigation who gave up on her mission.

In the society of the Empire, the only son of the Baron's family is actually a half-breed...... This kind of thing really doesn't deserve much publicity, and Horn and his family never talk about it. After Horn's mother died in childbirth, his father quickly found someone who matched his identity.

Stepmothers in the world will always find it an eyesore for the children left behind by their husbands and other women. Especially when his own child was born, and that "wild seed" prevented his child from inheriting her husband's title. At this time, the "wild seed" is not just an eyesore - it is simply hateful.

Horn's stepmother was a very intelligent woman, and she didn't immediately resort to any hostile snubbing. On the contrary, Horn's stepmother is extremely "doting" on Horn. By the time Horn was eight years old, the whole of Orin knew that the only son of the Baron family was a lawless bastard.

Horn is known for his athleticism, especially street fights and burglaries. The so-called street brawl is a group of children of about the same age who are beating up all over the street. Burglary, on the other hand, is to go to your own industrial store with a group of children, take some candy and bread and eat them secretly.

But...... But the rumors still spread. By the time Horn was sixteen years old, the future Baroness had become one of the most powerful members of the local gang - and there were even a number of people who lived by crime who came to visit Horn with gifts to ask for his shelter and permission.

The terrifying power of human words has achieved a "great effect" in front of the baron, who has lost a little. The baron decided that his son had gone down the wrong path, and that the best way to preserve the honor and dignity of the family was for the son to die in a dignified state that would preserve the glory of the family.

So, Horn was sent to the Navy Commando by his own father. And as a complete newcomer, he became a company commander.

Maybe it's because Horn was born with a talent for commanding battles, maybe it's because the veteran in that company really doesn't want to die like this, or maybe it's because this cruel world shows a rare kindness to a little nobleman who has lost his mother at birth. Rather than die with his company on a series of high-stakes missions, Horn quickly matured — and made a name for himself.

Horn was so angry that he did not hesitate to instruct his men to arrest and kill his stepmother. While trying to smash his father and grandfather's heads with a gun, Horn hears about his own origins.

Horn still ends up killing his father and grandfather with his own hands. But after that, he suddenly seemed to be a different person—no longer the commander with a violent personality who directly led his men to launch a counter-charge when he disagreed. Horn is starting to get a little slippery, a little life-saving, a little ordinary.

But deep down, Horn always thinks...... Empires and alliances do not necessarily have to fight each other.

In the propaganda of the Empire, the Confederates were a bunch of ungrateful people. They are the descendants of the rebel Salvador, born lowly people with betrayal. The allies could not communicate, could not be trusted, and could not become qualified subjects of the emperor like the people of the empire.

In the Empire's propaganda, the Confederates seem to be more of a scourge or beast than a creature of the "human" species.

Such propaganda seemed to Horn to be utter nonsense, a lie that was utterly trying to fool commoners and lowly nobles - he himself had the blood of his allies in his veins. On the contrary, it was the "noble, honest, and kind" imperial nobles who did one disgusting dirty deed after another.

Horn would still take his own soldiers to the battlefield to kill according to the orders of his superiors. His allegiance to the Empire had been drained, and killing was just a tool for him to disguise himself and protect his soldiers.

And now, in Newsal...... He seems to have found a new path.

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"Soft-footed shrimp, stand up for me!" Admiral Horn appeared on the playground and shouted to the officers of the Navy who were so crooked that they couldn't even walk in a straight line, "No rest, no food, until you outrun me!" ”

Horn still hasn't spoken to Dussander in person. But the old man was not blind in his eyes or deaf in his ears, and he could see that Newsal was gradually changing—not the Empire, not Newsar, not even the Star Sea Federation.

He was very sure that Newsal was becoming vibrant, full of life and hope.

As the supreme commander of the Naval Forces in Newsal, Horn is very clear about his position – he is the shield that protects this vibrant land. He wants to leave a spark for the people who live in the entire sea of stars.

A spark called Dussandism is beginning to be gradually promoted on the Niusar.