"Sir, why can't you sit down and have a drink with you?" In the orbit of the outer space of Myersa, nearly 300 warships of all sizes of the First Space Fleet of the San Proli Star Region were hovering quietly. On a giant beast-class battlecruiser numbered SP01001, Jeff, wearing a white marshal's uniform tailored for him, sat leisurely on the sofa, holding a goblet filled with blood-red wine in his hand, and said with a smile to a gloomy and thin-shaped veteran who was walking around in the living room.

"I don't feel that way." The old general, who was gray-haired and also wearing a slightly old-fashioned white uniform, was the former commander of the first space fleet of the new government in the Saint-Proli Star Region. However, his current identity is the deputy marshal and minister of national defense of the new government.

After Jeff proclaimed himself the Grand Marshal of the Three Armies of the New Government, he took advantage of the situation to directly promote Ke Polo, together with the commanders of the two field army groups, Karu and Lieutenant General Chelsea, to deputy marshals. Then, Jeff quickly controlled the remaining five defense force groups on the planet Myersa without a leader, and promoted a large number of young generals who swore allegiance to him.

"Haha, don't worry, my deputy marshal, your two battle cruisers will not be sacrificed in vain." Jeff seemed to be indifferent to Ke Polo's somewhat disrespectful tone, took a sip of the red wine in the glass, raised his head and sniffed his eyes slightly, and then said to Ke Polo, who was a little frustrated with a very comfortable tone.

"I'm not feeling sorry for those two battle cruisers, Jeff." Kepola sat down opposite Jeff with an old face. For this self-proclaimed Grand Marshal of the Three Armed Forces, Kepola always lacked the respect he deserved. Kepola and Bethlem's old father-in-law Lucas were once old comrades-in-arms. In this way, the young man in front of him who seemed not to fit in a handsome suit was at most equivalent to Kepola's grandchildren.

When the field army under Jeff was committing the Felton massacre, Ke Polo, who was in outer space, could naturally see clearly that the reason why he did not send a fleet to stop the atrocities of the field army in time, and even did not inform Bob of the planet Tikru and the generals of the defense forces on other planets was because he had his own little plan in his heart.

After Bethlem came to power, Ke Polo and Wang Guangping had a friction between them, not too big or too small, in order to compete for the position of the Supreme Commander of the National Defense Forces. At that time, due to some personal relationships, Bethlem actually favored Wang Guangping slightly while dealing with the friction between the two. Although Ke Polo finally got the position of the highest commander of the space fleet, the veteran general who valued his reputation still hated Wang Guangping because of this, and of course he began to feel resentful of Bethlem.

When he received his report on the field army's attack on Felton, Kepolo had the idea of ​​reinforcement of Bethlem. However, because the field army implemented full-channel blocking and interference on Felton, Kepolo had not received the order or a distress signal from the Prime Minister's Office, and he was always undecided. Based on his judgment, Jeff, who had two elite field army groups, was fully capable of conquering Felton, who had only a small number of defense forces.

For some reason, Ke Polo had a very vague idea in his mind at that time, which was that he hoped that Jeff could successfully capture Felton and "accidentally" kill Bertleme. In this case, it would undoubtedly remove the invisible shackles for Ke Polo, so that even though he was old but still had great ambitions, he could have a broader stage.

However, Kepolo was not sure whether Bethlem could escape from the field army for a while. If Bethlem escaped, then Kepolo would undoubtedly be charged with many crimes such as seeing death and delaying the opportunity to fight. He was very likely to be taken away by Bethlem.

Just when Copperro was hesitating, he received a secret telegram from Jeff, and the secret telegram only said one sentence: Burtleme is in Felton and will undoubtedly die.

After seeing this secret electricity, Ke Polo made up his mind to order the gathering fleet to stop all actions on the grounds that the situation was unknown. At this point, among all forces, the most likely and timely force that saved Bethlem inexplicably gave up his action due to the commander's special reasons.

After Felton's operation, the field army also sent Kepolo the news that Bethlem was seriously injured and died, which made the old general who was still a little uneasy finally settle down. Then, Jeff and Kepolo had a secret talk for nearly three hours. During the bargaining, the two sides finally reached a secret agreement and formed a secret alliance unknown to the outside world.

Because of this agreement and alliance, in the concept of Coperro, although he was nominally under Jeff, he actually had a cooperative relationship with Jeff. Therefore, this white-haired veteran of the new government did not show the respect he deserved when facing Jeff.

"Oh, what are you worried about, my deputy marshal." Jeff put the goblet in his hand on the coffee table, put a very comfortable position and leaned against the sofa behind him, and reminded Ke Poluo of his "now identity" again intentionally or unintentionally.

"I'm worried that if you do this, you will backfire and shock the enemy." Ke Polo seemed to have inadvertently ignored Jeff's reminder, sighed lightly, and said seriously: "I understand Bob, an old guy. Although he is not as experienced as his brother and is not as cunning as his brother, he is also a very wise man in major events. He is clear about things and is good at learning from other things. If Bob and his men are alerted and quickly come up with corresponding countermeasures because of the raids of these two warships, then the effect of our army's large-scale formal attack will be greatly reduced. I want to remind you that space combat cruisers are not omnipotent. Once the enemy drags the battle into the near-ground combat stage, the support effect of space warships to friendly forces in a state of melee must be reduced by at least half."

"Of course I understand this truth, my deputy marshal." Jeff smiled contemptuously and asked meaningfully: "But don't you think it's better to make the entire planet Tikru surrender to my rule without bloodshed than to make it a planet with blood flowing into a river."

"The soldiers are not bloodless." Ke Poluo was stunned when he heard this, then snorted coldly, and said with a faint sarcastic tone: "My Marshal, do you think that Bob can be scared by these two battle cruisers alone and come to beg for mercy from you? Do you think that the three near-Earth combat armies on the planet Tikru are all in a group of decorations? Also, you probably know that Bob himself is also a soldier and has experienced no less battles than you. For such a strong-blooded person, don't you think the deterrence of those two battleships is a bit too small, Marshal."

"Oh, hehe, then if you were me, what do you think we should do, Deputy Marshal." Perhaps after the mutiny was successful, Jeff's temperament changed drastically and was not as easily angered as before. Jeff still smiled faintly at Ke Polo's obvious sarcastic tone and asked Ke Polo.

"It's very simple. While all the defense forces on the planet Tikru have not yet completed the assembly and deployment, use my space fleet to take your two elite field army groups to launch a full-scale attack on Tikru." A cold light flashed in Old Kepolu's eyes and said coldly: "With the space and medium-high altitude advantages that the space fleet can obtain, plus your two well-trained field army groups, I am definitely sure that I can completely wipe out the entire planet Tikru and destroy all the rebels within one month. Of course, I will never let Bob and other leaders escape Tikru."

"Hey, my deputy marshal, it seems that you are still old." After listening to Ke Polo's suggestion, Jeff sighed without any objection, then raised the glass of half-drink red wine, took a sip again, raised his head slightly to make a very intoxicating tasting wine, and said softly: "Tasting wine requires a small sip at a time, so that he can truly taste the taste of the wine. Just like the old general, he can taste it very much."

"Then, what do you mean?" Ke Boluo was stunned, obviously unpredictable about the young man in front of him.

"According to the old general, don't we want to fight with the three fully formed defense forces near-ground combat armies on the planet Tikru, fighting blood and corpses everywhere, and then, in the end, we only get a planet Tikru with ruins everywhere." Unconsciously, Jeff's name for Coppero was changed to "old general", and his tone became a little more solemn, "Can the fate of my second largest planet in the Saint-Proli region be like this?"

Speaking of this, Jeff, who had always been cold and ruthless, actually showed a compassionate expression for the first time, which made Old Ke Boluo silent.

"I tried my best to get two battleships and sneak attacks on Erin's engagement ceremony. Actually, I have to just two words." After a moment of pause, Jeff stared at Ke Polo seriously and said, "Deterrence."

"I'm sorry, Marshal, I still don't understand." Seeing Jeff's expression so serious, Ke Poluo was a little surprised and asked in a respectful tone.

"Adminton, bring the picture in." Jeff smiled slightly, looked up and said to the air.

The next moment, a huge holographic screen suddenly appeared on the wall opposite the living room of the cabin. Accompanied by a fierce sound of artillery fire, images of the two battleships, one in front and one behind, suddenly appeared from the inside. However, the previous battleship was surrounded by countless Viking fighter jets, and the fire was shining everywhere on its body, and there were scars. The bow of the other battleship suddenly shone brightly. Following a huge ball of fire with a huge tail flame like sun flame, it whistled towards a city directly below. The next moment, when the fireball and the shadow of the city merged together, a huge mushroom cloud rose up and instantly swallowed most of the city.

Seeing this set of pictures, Ke Boluo opened his mouth in shock, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still held it back.

"My Deputy Marshal, imagine if you were Bob, would you hope that every city on the planet Tikru will become like this?" Jeff raised his wine glass pridefully, shook the red wine in the glass gently, and said with a smug smile.

Hearing Jeff's words, Ke Polo seemed to understand Jeff's intentions. Jeff's move was obviously killing chickens for monkeys. In addition to deliberately giving Bob and others a color at the so-called engagement ceremony, he also wanted to tell Bob that he had the ability to turn every city on the planet Tikru into ruins, and even at the expense of two battlecruisers for him...
Chapter completed!