MTL - Interstellar Fairy Tale-Chapter 160 Memories and Exercises

While Shang Ping was busy with the Deco fleet and the government affairs of the galaxy, the six hundred and seventy-eighth Huo Xing who still maintained an "independent" status in the Golden Empire, on the planet named Shangdu, Major General Edgar was sitting leisurely on the side of the road for a long time. Pigeons are fed on the chair. Occasionally, Goodwill will be with him. The two men who are nearly 80 years old together do not attack each other as enemies, but miss those distant memories.

On this day, Major General Edgar looked at the gem brooch on Goodwill's black coat and sneered at him for losing the simplicity and fortitude of a soldier, and being a businessman's philistine and extravagant. Goodwill retaliates with Edgar's rambunctious appearance as a tramp. Of course, Edgar wasn't really as goodwill said, he just wasn't used to clothes other than military uniforms. As with goodwill, he would rather continue to be raunchy. He's fed up with having to sort his cuff and collar buttons in front of the mirror every morning, he's a "captive", a shirt and a simple jacket-style coat are enough.

"Goodwill, you obviously forgot what you were like back then."

When Goodwill frowned again at Edgar's cookie-cutter coat, Edgar suddenly brought up the wedding eighteen years ago.

At that time, Goodwill was still serving in the Mars fleet. Like Edgar today, he wore military uniforms all year round. On the wedding day, Xiaoxia, who was wearing a snow-white wedding dress, was amazingly beautiful. A group of Goodwill's comrades in arms and Colleagues are all envious of the good fortune of goodwill. But when it comes to the groom's office, it's a big surprise. Until the moment before the wedding, he was still struggling with the bow tie and cufflinks on the formal dress.

"I still remember your expression at that time, do you need to help you recall it?"

Goodwill narrowed his eyes, "Edgar, your memory is so good, you deserve praise."

"Hey buddy, I'm just telling the truth, don't look like you're going to eat me, okay? If Hansen and Apollo were still alive, we could just sit down and remember. Speaking of which, do you remember when Hansen was What is your evaluation with Xiaoxia?"

"Lang talent and female appearance?"

Edgar shook his head, "Selective amnesia is not very smart. If the people who attended the wedding at that time were still alive, they would definitely remember his words, 'The Frog and the Princess', what a classic description..."

"Edgar, have I made your life too comfortable?"

"Goodwill, you can't avenge your private revenge! It's wrong to torture Naira Hattera! You know, beautiful women always have suitors. When Xiaoxia married you, how many people wanted to use laser guns to beat you into a sieve? If Without us, you would have been growing grass somewhere in the wilds of Mars."

"So, do I have to thank you?"

"No thanks, I have always done good deeds and don't want to leave my name."

Goodwill gritted his teeth and wanted to tear the man in front of him into eight pieces. In the end, due to Shang Ping's entrustment, he could only turn around and leave with heavy steps, as if taking the pebbles under his feet as Edgar's disgusting handsome face. Stomp hard.

Edgar laughed, delighted that he had smoked Goodwill once again. After laughing, he put his arms back on the back of the bench, raised his head, and looked at the blue sky. How long has it been since he laughed like this?

Now, apart from not being able to leave the business capital and contact the outside world, goodwill has no restrictions on his activities. This kind of leisurely life made him feel as if he had retired ahead of schedule.

Thinking about it carefully, from birth to the present, he has followed the established life footprint of a Mars man step by step. After graduating from the military academy, entering the fleet, gaining military exploits, gradually from private, non-commissioned officer, lieutenant, colonel, to major general, honor, slander, praise, and criticism, he thought he would go on like this. He's a Mars soldier, he's given everything for his planet, if only he had!

He doesn't participate in the game played by politicians. It's not that he doesn't know the methods of some people in the fleet. He thinks these are far away from him. However, the accident more than ten years ago completely disrupted the trajectory of his life. . Mars' warriors abandoned by those in power, the death, disappearance of a dear friend, the whitewashed peace and annihilation of the conspiracy, Edgar's anger had nowhere to vent. When Apollo stopped himself, he couldn't help throwing his fist at his former friend...

Now that I think about it, Hansen and Apollo, even Charles, were aware of it, right? It's just that everyone is powerless. This is a game between those in power, and sacrifices can only be completely wiped out as pawns.

David South, Edgar does not deny his abilities, as commander-in-chief of the Mars Space Fleet, he is almost impeccable. But, that's about it.

Edgar understands Goodwill's anger and grieves for Xiaoxia's passing. At the beginning, if he hadn't noticed the clues behind the incident, Edgar didn't know what he would be like now. Maybe get married and give Shang Ping a complete family. Then he retired according to his military age, received a large pension, and then raised a dog... The one who was affected by the incident at the time was more than goodwill.

It's just that, as a soldier, Edgar has his persistence. As he said to Shang Ping at the beginning, he understands the sorrow of Shang Ping, but does not agree with his madness. If he is not captured, he will still serve Marr. Si died.

However, all of this is just an assumption, and his current situation might save him in some sense. After all, it is not what Edgar wants to be an enemy of goodwill or business level.

When I think of Mars, Edgar thinks of Austin. Speaking of which, the youngest son of the Soth family, his performance during this period was indeed impressive. He seemed to have completely put aside the gloom when he first arrived in Shangdu, and he didn't mention Shang Ping again. Since the reconstruction of Shangdu's library and archives, Austin has plunged into it. If he hadn't gotten to know Austin South, Edgar might have really thought he'd let it go, but that's very unlikely to be the case.

"I'm still a child..."

He remembered a list of books given to him by Goodwill, all about the history of the Golden Empire and the history of the Imperial Fleet. If non-battleship firearms and other related materials have a certain level of openness, Edgar believes that they will definitely be seen on Austin's borrowing book list. Austin didn't hide it at all, and it was unnecessary. Their life in Shangdu seems to be free, but in fact everything is transparent.

"Should it be said that it is indeed from the Soth family?"

Edgar laughed in a low voice, covered his eyes with one hand, and tapped his forehead lightly. Forget it, at least Austin couldn't leave Shangdu. When they left, everything should be settled, right? He really didn't want Shang Ping to be sad and embarrassed.

Edgar felt a little brazen in his thoughts now, after all, in addition to being a soldier, he was also a father.

In September 1129 of the Galaxy Calendar, Shang Ping finally boarded the flagship of the Deco Galaxy Fleet and personally led the fleet to conduct an actual combat exercise. Although Shang Ping has many interstellar combat experience, it is the first time that he can be the commander of a huge fleet. He is well versed in the unrealistic truth of talking on paper. No commander will be able to command a battle just by relying on the data on the virtual screen. Whether a battle can be won or not depends on the cooperation of many factors. Shang Ping knew that he could not cover everything. In addition to the three major commanders, the Imperial Guard that Soran Edrich left him was also transferred to the flagships of each squadron in the fleet, the entire fleet, including supply ships, cruisers, main battleships, It only took less than three months from the beginning of the prototype to the now full-fledged wings. Shang Ping is not not proud, this kind of pride is not complacent, but it is also suppressed immediately.

Once he thought that this fleet was going to occupy the Muse Galaxy, Shang Ping was still uncomfortable, and this feeling never disappeared. He never knew that he would still be indecisive, and only under the premise of knowing the outcome of things.

"What a bad habit."

Shang Ping's self-talk fell in the ears of Major Chad Mays. The blue-skinned Major looked at the sunscreen in his hand. He still couldn't adapt to the hot sun of the Deco Galaxy. Could it be that the Lord is indirectly laughing at it. Is he not good enough?

Aside from Shang Ping's self-talk and Major Chad's sunscreen, the Deco galaxy fleet entered the exercise site as scheduled, a dead galaxy 16 light-years away from the border of the empire. There is no sign of life here. Because no planet here is suitable for human habitation. When Shang Ping saw the information about this galaxy for the first time, he was taken aback. Whether it is the central star or the distribution of planets, this place is too similar to the Milky Way. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, this feeling is even stronger.

"Perhaps, this is really the Earth?" Shang Ping's eyes were firmly glued to the planet in the light screen. The broken planet seemed to explode from the inside and lost one-third of its area. It was still in its established orbit. It orbits a star that has long since burnt out, leaving only remnants of its shell. Thinking of the historical data of the Milky Way recorded in the Mars Central Archives, Shang Ping laughed at himself, "Even if it was, it would have been destroyed by humans long ago."

"Lord Lord, you seem to be very interested in this galaxy?"

The attendant, who had been standing behind Shang Ping, looked at the screen puzzledly, "This place is not suitable for living, and there are no minerals worth mining, not even microorganisms. Now it is just a star field for the actual combat exercises of imperial cadets and fleet recruits. ."

"Well, I know." Shang Ping nodded and supported Yi with one hand, "I just think this place is like a place in my memory."

The attendant was very good at observing words and expressions. Seeing that Shang Ping was reluctant to talk deeply, he stopped talking.

The silence did not last long. The staff officer of Shang Ping's flagship entered the command room and asked Shang Ping whether the exercise should start.

"Has the fleet all entered the designated position?"

"Major Sid Hall's First Fleet and Major Chad Mays' Third Fleet have entered the designated attack position, and Major Bomi, who is on the defensive side, is not in the original position."

Not in the original location? Shang Ping frowned.

"Has Major Bomi asked the flagship for instructions?"

"No."

That is to change the coordinate point without authorization?

Shang Ping narrowed his eyes slightly, and then the corner of his mouth twitched, interesting. Looking at the time, there are still five minutes before the scheduled time, and he nodded to the staff officer, "Ignore him, inform the ships, the exercise will start according to the scheduled time, and then close all communication channels of the flagship."

The staff officer hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Lord Commander, don't you notify the First Fleet and the Third Fleet?" After all, the Second Fleet changed the coordinates without authorization, which did not conform to the rules of the exercise.

"No need." Shang Ping leaned back comfortably and chuckled, "The battlefield is not static."

"As ordered!"

The staff officer left the command room, and the attendant had always been silent on Shang Ping's military command. As time passed, Shang Ping fell into contemplation. It's nice to be flexible, but he doesn't like to make his own decisions. Major Bomi is very smart, hoping not to be smart but being mistaken by smart. After all, it was not easy for him to get a qualified fleet commander from the emperor, or the emperor had already expected this to happen, so he left the Imperial Guard to him?

God knows…

At ten o'clock in the morning of September 21, 1129, the Galaxy Calendar, the actual combat exercise of the Deco Galaxy Fleet officially kicked off.