MTL - Interstellar Fairy Tale-Chapter 25
The President of the Republic of Seth, Liu Xi, received an urgent report from Roger, the commander of Royce's artificial celestial body. Looking at Roger's haggard and frightened face on the screen, he switched to the Golden Empire space fleet that was slowly approaching Royce. , that is a huge, terrifying existence like a black behemoth. This unimaginably large fleet no longer cares that it will be caught by Royce's radar.
Liu Xi maintained his composure on the surface, but there was a storm in his heart.
Roger was still chattering, and Liu Xi was no longer interested in listening. Maybe the other party will really throw the survivors of the Fourth Fleet into the universe like garbage, maybe not. It's just an excuse at all. This terrifying fleet was apparently ready to tear off the veil of tenderness and show them its sharp fangs. Liu Xi was fortunate that he did not announce to the people about the Fourth Fleet and the alien guests, and Marshal Helu agreed with him. Otherwise, the Republic of Seth is bound to usher in another chaos. It's just that things can't be hidden forever. Once a war occurs, all cover-ups will be in vain.
"Commander Roger, instead of continuing to repent of your previous stupidity and willful behavior, it is better to perform your duties as soon as possible. What Royce needs is a wise and decisive commander, not a helpless coward!"
Liu Xi combed his black hair a little irritably, and pressed his long fingers on his aching forehead. If possible, he really wanted to shoot Roger's head off. Sadly, Liu Xi knew exactly what he was doing. Can't do that, at least not now.
How did this stupid man get where he is now? Could it be that his military exploits and political achievements in the past ten years were fabricated out of thin air? Or did the long comfortable life corrode his mind and nerves?
Quickly sorting out the ins and outs of the matter, Liu Xi realized that he had made a very serious mistake. He ignored a crucial issue. If the other party had just made an excuse for aggression from the very beginning, even if he allowed the Golden Empire fleet to enter the Royce artificial celestial body, the result would not have changed much.
Perhaps Marshal Helu has already thought of this, so he will send the Tenth Fleet and the Eleventh Fleet at the same time.
"Your Excellency?"
"Kent, get in touch with Marshal Heru of the Military Department. Also, send an urgent diplomatic letter to Marshal David South of the Mars military regime..."
Liu Xi took off his glasses and closed his eyes, hoping it would be too late. This is not to show weakness to Mars, but to hope that the other party also understands the truth. If Royce suffers a fatal blow, the Kanon military fortress will also not be spared. Liu Xi didn't believe that David Soth knew nothing about the Golden Empire fleet before. Hopefully David South will be as wise and insightful as he has shown. Otherwise, the entire Muse galaxy will usher in a disaster, an unprecedented disaster.
Under the sun, the capital of Seth is still vibrant. A series of measures promulgated by the government are leading the entire country to gradually restore its former prosperity. However, how long can this prosperity last?
The window of the President's office was not open, and there was no wind. Standing in front of the window, Liu Xi still felt a little cold.
The fourth planet Mars capital Hercules
The Madoff Military Academy celebrated its annual graduation ceremony again. After the last batch of cadets who did not pass the assessment boarded the Jagged Eagle cruiser and left, the remaining cadets finally got their coveted graduation certificates and service notices from the Space Fleet. Although the actual combat exercises of these students in the Kanon military fortress were not satisfactory, it did not mean that they did not have the opportunity to prove themselves again.
Madoff Military Academy President Gus stood in front of the auditorium in front of the podium, a black suit could not hide his bloated and clumsy figure. His speech had obviously been carefully prepared, and almost every movement of his had been rehearsed in advance, perhaps because of this, in these young men who advocated Madoff White's iron-blooded spirit and had been educated by military training for many years In front of him, it was even more ridiculous.
"This bloated fat man should be thrown into the energy compartment of the battleship, so that he may still be able to make some useful contributions to Mars."
Apart from the students, the instructors also disliked the politician-turned-principal. Even if the Mars regime needs such people, they are like lubricants in the government department. Once their hands are stretched beyond their capabilities - such as Principal Gus, they will always be ridiculed and ridiculed. This is irrelevant to Gus, he only knows that his name will also be recorded on the headmaster's cup of Madoff Military Academy, and he enjoys the same honor as the previous presidents.
The fact that Mars people don't raise laser guns at their compatriots just because of their personal likes and dislikes doesn't mean they won't beat up some unpleasant guy on a whim one day. Principal Gus' bureaucracy has made cadets and instructors uncomfortable at Madoff Military Academy.
Finally, Principal Gus's "wonderful" speech came to an end. The representatives of the graduating students walked to the podium. The tall and handsome young man, dressed in the black Mars Space Fleet Reserve Military Uniform, made him look more energetic, compared to the young man. A reserve soldier, Principal Gus is completely reduced to a comical clown character. Even the always serious history professors couldn't help covering the corners of their mouths with their hands.
After the graduate student representative stood still, he raised his right arm across his eyebrows and made a standard Mars military salute. Next, according to the usual practice, he will swear allegiance to Mars Planet on behalf of all the graduates and all the people, and will sacrifice his life and everything the moment he boarded the battleship.
However, this handsome young man, who was about to become a member of the Eighth Fleet, made some jaw-dropping actions throughout the solemn moment.
He threw away the affidavit in his hand, grabbed the microphone, and said loudly: "As the representative of all the graduate students, I know that it is very inappropriate to say this at this moment, but in a few days, I must go to the first The Eighth Fleet, stationed in the Kanon military fortress, I have no other chance, as a Mars man, I must face up to my mood!"
These opening remarks have already made the students in the audience start to boil, and whistles and loud shouts suddenly sounded. This is clearly a prelude to a confession!
Standing in the team, Shang Ping was obviously also interested in this dramatic scene. John Jonathan raised his right arm and cheered with everyone around him.
The students on the stage cleared their throats, got close to the microphone, and seemed to concentrate all their strength in their mouths and burst out: "Shang Ping, I love you! Long live love!"
wow…
The voice poured into Shang Ping's ears like a tide. Looking at the people on the podium in disbelief, Shang Ping doubted that something was wrong with his ears.
When the student's voice sounded again, Shang Ping finally remembered that the student on the podium was clearly the guy who forcibly gave himself the command during the actual combat exercise and was shot down by the enemy happily!
The students who went to the Kanon military fortress this time are already very familiar with Shang Ping. After all, the outstanding performance of this junior student in the actual combat exercise is still fresh in their memory.
"Shang Ping, I love you! I don't need your answer, I just want to tell you how I feel! You don't have to be troubled by this, the days spent with you in the Kanon military fortress, and in space with you The good times fighting side by side will be my best memory! You are the first summer flower in my life! I love you!"
To his good days! Go and fight with him! When he was fighting, this guy had already been shot down!
Shang Ping has no intention of defending, and there is no way to defend it, this matter will only get worse. Obviously, this group of graduating guys is still haunted by the words of the Eighth Fleet Commander Hansen. This sudden confession is more like a whole person's sideshow. Shang Ping could only grit his teeth and stand on the spot as if his forehead was bruised with blue veins. Listening to the roar of "Long Live Love" in my ears, I shot the guy in front of the podium into a sieve with a laser gun.
As a result, the Madoff Military Academy Graduation Ceremony in 1128 of the Galaxy Calendar broke the serious atmosphere of each previous graduation ceremony for the first time, and ended in a happy (?) atmosphere like a carnival. After many years, it is still talked about.
However, Shang Ping, one of the protagonists of the incident, did not know until a long time later that the boy who confessed to him in public—or should be said that the boy who made him look good in public was called Rochette.
After the ceremony, the graduating cadets left the Madoff Military Academy immediately, and the battleship that came to pick them up was already parked above the academy. Watching the graduates in reserve uniforms leave, everyone at the Madoff Military Academy solemnly raised their right arms and saluted the young men who were still fresh. After the other party returned the salute, he shouted: "Long live Mars! Long live the heroic Mars soldier!"
Shang Ping stood in the team, looking at the battleships that were lifted into the air one after another thoughtfully. I don't know when, Austin stood beside him, a little cool hand grabbed Shang Ping's hand, and his five fingers penetrated between Shang Ping's fingers and grasped firmly.
"Austin?"
Shang Ping turned his head to the side, with a suspicious voice drowned in the huge roar of the battleship taking off. Everyone else's attention was focused on the battleship that made them proud. Austin lowered his head slowly, his red lips gently brushed Shang Ping's cheek, and his voice disappeared in Shang Ping's ears.
"…"
"Austin. What did you say?"
With a hint of annoyance and shame in his emerald green eyes, the boy pulled Shang Ping's arm awkwardly and strode out of the gathered crowd.
"Austin, can't leave now!"
Shang Ping tried to convince the boy who suddenly became tyrannical, but he couldn't match the strength of the other party at all, so he could only passively run by Austin's arm.
The wind brushed his ears, and the roar of the battleship and the cheers of the crowd gradually became distant. In front of Shang Ping's eyes, there was only a tall, slender, slender, but not wide back figure who was pulling him forward.
Finally, the two stopped, Shang Ping leaned on his knees with both hands, bent down and gasped. He shouldn't be panting like this, or rather, he's running away from something.
Austin stood in front of Shang Ping, pulled Shang Ping's shoulders slightly tough, and his green eyes looked straight into the depths of his black eyes, as if he wanted to explore the soul after that.
"Shang Ping, I want to be your boyfriend!"
