MTL - Interstellar Fairy Tale-Chapter 60

Colonel Edgar got the news during a routine medical examination.

Although the medical certificate stated that Colonel Edgar had recovered and could return to his battleship, Rosa, the attending physician, the **** medical officer with fiery red hair, still stubbornly demanded Colonel Edgar Follow-up visits must be made as ordered by the doctor.

"Lord Colonel, if you don't do as I say - I don't mind adding a few more strokes to your diagnosis, or just a few words, you're going to have to stay away from your beloved battleship, and I don't mind. You don't want that, and you don't want that either, do you?"

The smiling medical officer in a white robe confronted the ashen-faced, stiff-faced Colonel-sama, and finally ended the confrontation with the Colonel's helpless acceptance of Rosa's conditions. Lieutenant Rosa, the former Medic of the Eighth Fleet, was merged into the Sixth Fleet, along with the rest of the Third Fleet, Eighth Fleet and Tenth Fleet, by order of Terry, commander of the fortress of Canon. Temporary mixed fleet, however, these soldiers and officers who carry out daily training with the soldiers of the Sixth Fleet and carry out defense patrol tasks are well aware that after the tragic battle before, the Tenth Fleet and the Eighth Fleet, The Third Fleet has long since existed in name only. Their former colleagues, Shangguan, and commanders have already died in the war. After experiencing the battle that destroyed the soul and the grief of losing a close friend, the only thing that can support these soldiers on the battleship is the will and persistence of revenge and shame. .

Colonel Edgar left Rosa's clinic, stepped on the teleportation bridge, and met two soldiers whose legs were crushed by the crack of the ship's hull in the last battle and could only rely on prosthetic limbs. The twenty-five-year-old boy, when he saw Colonel Edgar, stood up straight, raised one arm, and saluted the Colonel in the manner of an orthodox Mars soldier. According to the Mars law and the pension for soldiers, they did not have to go on the battleship at all. However, after the treatment, the first day after the prosthesis was installed, the two young men applied to be included in the daily training of the fleet, and asked Go on patrol missions together.

"Yes, I'm no longer able-bodied, but I'm still a Mars soldier! I'm proud to be on the battleship again!"

"My best friend lost his life in that war, I just lost two legs and I can still fly a one-man fighter!"

These two lads reminded Edgar of the dead Hansen, Rhodes, and Apollo.

I have to admit that Hansen knew him too well. He was alive. After his comrades and close friends were killed, he lived alone, and the pain was almost suffocating.

Austin South has joined the Sixth Fleet as a non-commissioned officer. Unlike others, Austin has a formal appointment letter, which means that after the Third Fleet, he will officially become a soldier in the Sixth Fleet. His soldier's smart identification card has been branded with the Sixth Fleet and has become a member of the flagship non-commissioned officers under Colonel Edgar's command.

"Lord Colonel!"

Colonel Edgar stepped off the teleportation bridge, and Austin and another fleet sergeant Zuo Jia were waiting outside the command cabin door.

"what happened?"

Colonel Edgar tidyed up his military uniform, and at the same time put the general's hat on his head, which he had been holding in his hand just now. For some reason, when he thought of his dead friend, Edgar would feel that it was ridiculous that he had just been awarded military exploits.

"The other fleet commanders have arrived, and Commander Terry is waiting for you."

Colonel Edgar frowned, apparently not thinking it was good news.

In the command cabin, Commander Terry and the fleet commander, who had arrived in one step, were standing in front of the huge screen. In front of the operating console, the communicator nervously pressed the headset on one side, afraid of missing even the slightest sound. The arrival of Colonel Edgar did not make the atmosphere more tense or relaxed. These senior Mars officers, all their attention was now focused on the Golden Empire Space Fleet officer on the screen.

Completely different from the human face of the Muse galaxy, with long amber hair and eyes of the same color, a noble temperament, and unbelievably beautiful.

Compared with other Mars officers, who was shocked by Harlan Edrich's handsome face, Colonel Edgar completely regarded this man who could be described as beautiful as a devil.

Now, the devil turned his amber eyes, and finally set his sights on Colonel Edgar who was standing behind the crowd. His pale lips slowly drew a few arcs that could be checked. After that, He said, "I think it's time to start."

Just when everyone in the command cabin was confused and couldn't figure out what the Golden Empire officer had planned. The faces of Shang Ping and Rochette suddenly appeared on the screen!

A burst of exclamation sounded, Rao is that these Mars soldiers have experienced many battles, are calm and wise, and still inevitably widen their eyes for this strange scene in front of them.

Colonel Edgar was equally excited. He clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and he bit his lips tightly in order to restrain himself from losing his temper.

After losing Hansen and learning that the one-man fighter driven by Shang Ping had disappeared on the battlefield, Colonel Edgar once made the worst plan. Edgar in the ward, the blond boy, told Edgar in a very firm tone: "Shang Ping is alive, he must be alive!"

At that moment, Edgar almost believed Austin's words!

Now, he felt absurd and ashamed that he had suspected this!

The black-haired boy in front of him is the son of Goodwill! It was Edgar who raised and educated the baby for fifteen years! How could he lose his life so easily? !

The ecstasy and anxiety involved the emotions of Colonel Edgar at the same time, so that Edgar's facial expression showed a strange and unnatural state, but this did not affect Shang Ping on the screen and called out with a smile "Egypt". Uncle Degas." After Edgar regained his composure after hearing this voice, the black-haired boy said something inexplicable: "Uncle Edgar, I have no way to go back for the time being, the distance between us is like Royce and the Muse galaxy are so far away. My only hope now, please take good care of my Huaxia No. 1. Of course, I believe you can take good care of it! As for my safety, you don't have to worry at all , at least I'm still alive now, and there's no danger to my life in the short term. The commander of the Golden Empire's space fleet is very reasonable, although not very friendly... Oh, sorry, I shouldn't be here for the current detention of me slanders. And don't worry about me, Austin, I still remember my promise to you. Well, that's all for now, Rochette, do you have anything to say?"

Edgar has no intention of listening to what Rochette will say. His eyes are fixed on Shang Ping on the screen for a moment. The frustration and anxiety of the military prisoners made Edgar's worried heart drop slightly, and he began to recall the information conveyed by Shang Ping just now.

far away? Royce? Huaxia No. 1?

Edgar recalled the toy that Shang Ping made when he was ten years old. It used the principle of magnets to design the fixed cannonball with an autonomous attack program, and wrapped a certain magnet on the outside, within a certain range, There is no need for human operation at all, and it can hit the target to the maximum extent and hit the enemy.

The premise is that the target that is hit as an enemy warship must contain some kind of element that can attract magnets...

Is it? !

Colonel Edgar took a sharp breath and looked at Shang Ping on the screen again, trying to find even the slightest bit of information from the black-haired boy, but the screen signal was suddenly interrupted, and the call came to an abrupt end.

damn it!

Colonel Edgar angrily cursed the Golden Empire fleet holding the baby! Ignore the fact that all the commanders present have gathered together and began to speculate whether this communication is another trap of the enemy, and called Austin and Zuo Jia. He has more important things to do now, immediately, immediately!

Shang Ping and Lochette, who had fulfilled their wishes, were sent back to the cell they were previously held in. Lochte was still aggrieved that Shang Ping did not ask to return to the Kanon military fortress, even though he understood how unreasonable the idea was. In fact, even if Soran Edrich would be kind enough to give the two of them a cruiser, or a transport ship, without the help of artillery fire, or a familiar route and teleportation point, they would safely return to the Canon military. The chance of a fortress is almost zero.

However, the beautiful, illusory, and seemingly accessible things were right in front of him, but he didn't even have a chance to reach out, which made Lochte unable to let go for a long time. He even thought that even if there was an accident on the way back to the fortress, it would be a hundred times better than being held in the prison cell of the enemy fleet.

"...Let's open up a bit, or should I say more peacefully?"

Shang Ping sat with his back against the wall, some long fingernails scraped against the hard wall, and with a harsh sound, Rochette finally could no longer focus on self-pity and complaints against Shang Ping.

"Shang Ping, at least let me have a little time to mourn the decades of life that I may have left my hometown."

"Decades?"

Shang Ping suddenly smiled, his black eyes narrowed slightly, and curved into two arcs with mysterious charm, "Perhaps, it won't take that long..."

Seeing the smile that Shang Ping had never shown in front of him, Rochette felt that his heart skipped a beat, and turned his head to the side with a red face, and decided not to deal with this black-haired boy in the next few hours. Don't even look at him!

In the central command cabin of the celestial body, Soran Edrich rested his forehead with one hand, and tapped his knees with his long, fair fingers. He had seen the entire communication between Shang Ping and the Kanon military fortress just now. Shang Ping made this request. At that time, Soran Edrich thought that perhaps this smart boy would take advantage of this opportunity to do something interesting. Now it seems that, although it is impossible to guess what kind of information is hidden in Shang Ping's remarks, Soran Edrich has obviously aroused some kind of not wonderful interest, at least for Shang Ping, it is really Not wonderful.