4693, Gallent Capital Galaxy, Sarafa Satellite Base, Command Center

"Jeff, look at what's wrong with them?" asked a radar soldier poked his companion next to him.

His companions looked at the two marshals and six generals sitting at the conference table. A few hours ago, they received an encrypted communication, and then the senior officers became abnormal. They first laughed together. The process lasted for nearly half an hour. Principal Bradley and Marshal Abeth, who had just been promoted to marshal, ordered "continue the meeting" many times, but even they could not control themselves. The most outrageous thing was General Locke, who had just become a general in wartime, actually took out a few bottles of wine to drink with a group of senior officers. Even General Bradley shared a glass of strong wine with a finger high.

You're right, this is a high-level military meeting of the Navy! But no matter how you look, it looks like a celebration of a cocktail party, but the good times didn't last long. Then the joyful party was changing. The naval officers began to argue with red faces and thick necks. If the two marshals were not present, the "Second Salafa Satellite Base Fighting Competition" of senior federal naval officers would have been staged.

"I don't know, after the communication center came, they became like this. I seemed to hear them say bounty or something." Jeff shook his head and said.

"Borrow! Have you heard of it? During the Chinese New Year, all the armored airborne soldiers who were airborne with the Marshal were sent out."

Jeff nodded: "Want, Weiz, haven't told you yet, my brother-in-law is. He served in the 44th Fleet, an armored airborne soldier. After airborne the Capital Star, he earned more than 6 million immortals in a day."

Weiz was startled: "It's only 6 million a day? Oh my god, then he can just be discharged from the army. So much money is enough for the couple to have no worries about food and clothing for 100 years!"

"I said that too, guess what he said? People won't be discharged from the army until they are beaten to death, saying that they can make a fortune with Marshal Bai Yu!" Jeff whispered.

"Oh, it's a pity that Marshal Baiyu has retired and is now the interim president. Otherwise, it would be our turn to make a fortune." Weiz complained.

"You don't know yet. I was on night shift two days ago. I heard Principal Bradley and the Maud Bear. Hey, Chief Leonard said that Marshal Baiyu has long been away from the Capital Star and has run to Emma's side. Guess what? The Marshal went to receive the fleet, Mimatal Expeditionary Force, Emma's Royal Navy, and Titan battleships! In a few months, we will form a coalition with our fleet and attack Gardari together." Jeff broke the news.

Weiz leaned closer to Jeff: "You mean that the fleets of three countries are under the command of Marshal Baiyu? How is this possible?"

"Go, you don't know yet. The guys in the communication center have spread all over the world. Marshal Baiyu is not an ordinary person. He is Queen Emma's biological sister, Prince of the Empire. In our federation, he is the Marshal. Even in Mimatal, he has the final say. I heard that those rustic buns also granted her the rank of Grand Marshal to command all the warships in the country." Jeff whispered.

"Really? How could the Emma nobleman be a marshal in Mimatal?"

"I heard Marshal Ebeth say the same thing. She told Marshal Bradley in person that it would not be fake!"

"I understand, I understand, no wonder the Marshal is so rich, and it makes sense now. I guess the bounty they mentioned just now is what they have to pay when fighting Gadali. Otherwise, these generals are so anxious and ask to join the war. Hi! Look, General Locke has even taken off his military uniform. This is to take action." Weiz pointed behind him and said.

"What do you care about them? Do you think we should apply to transfer to the fleet?" Jeff asked.

"Well, call, apply when you go back. Don't tell others, otherwise you will apply to go to the fleet and we will be hanging."

“That’s, that’s.”

Just as the two radar soldiers were whispering to consider changing jobs, the conference table was almost quarreling.

"General Locke, if you don't want to be called Colonel Locke anymore, put on your military uniform!" Marshal Abeth pointed at Locke and threatened.

"Don't do this. Even if you demote me to a captain, you have to incorporate me into the coalition first. Otherwise, I will resign immediately and set up a warship to find an organization. I was born as Marshal Baiyu's soldier, and Marshal Baiyu's ghost!" Although Locke was tough, he still picked up the military uniform thrown on the ground and put on it. After all, Abeth was a marshal and a general. But during the "Four Years of War", he and Abeth were both lieutenant generals, but Abeth was promoted all the way, but he was demoted all the way. After all, too many stories happened later.

"You are a bandit! Pirate! Mercenary!" Marshal Abeth cursed.

"Whatever you say, 'The little girl from Heinsi', my life, 'Four Years of War' was Marshal Baiyu' at the beginning. It was not your turn to make trouble. I would like to say goodbye to the words, and I would go back to write a retirement report if I didn't let me go. Anyway, there is a location in Roy." General Locke did not give Marshal Abeth at all, and even brought out the nickname that Ola had called her privately.

"You, you, wait, Principal, what do you want to do!" Marshal Abeth could only make a harsh word, and then pushed the trouble to Principal Bradley.

Principal Bradley stroked the empty wine bottle, admired the label on the wine bottle, and said carelessly: "If you want to talk about combat effectiveness... they are all the main war fleets, but the Federation has just quelled the rebellion and cannot send everyone out. Let's do this, half of the fleet, I think half of the fleet will join the coalition."

"The old principal speaks happily. We will listen to you whoever you want to send." General Sergei's words won the echo of a group of veterans. After all, most of these generals are his students, and the old principal still has to give face. Besides, Marshal Bai Yu's bounty is there, and he cannot get a quota for joining the coalition. It is difficult to explain to his subordinates when he goes back. It is exaggerated to say that mutiny is an exaggeration, but it will definitely be the least effective to hit the morale of the troops. When the other fleets are full of oil and come back with great power, their subordinates will definitely be discharged from the army. Those who change jobs will be resigned. There is no way, and the people will be dispersed, and the fleet will be difficult to lead.

"Everyone listens to me?" Bradley looked at the officers, and everyone nodded in response. General Locke offended Marshal Abeth with one sentence: "Whoever doesn't listen to you is a woman, and then wears a skirt and goes on the battleship in the future!"

"Okay, draw lots!" Principal Bradley said almost as if he were a joke.

"Draw... draw lots?" Marshal Abeth looked at Bradley and repeated in disbelief.

"Yeah, draw lots!"

"Draw lots, draw lots, this method is the fairest."

"That sergeant, yes, just you, find some paper and pen, and leave your helmet."

"Just now! Everyone beat him up if you are slutty!"

...

The generals began to prepare for the lottery draw, and Principal Bradley shook the empty wine bottle in General Locke's hand: "Is there any?"

In this way, at 14:22 on February 13, 4693, the Gallent Federal Navy, and the reorganized more than 200 fleets, produced a list of 110 fleets participating in the coalition through the helmet of an army sergeant. Suddenly, some cheered, some cried and cursed, some threw their caps on the roof, some threw them on the ground and stomped on them. General Locke was full of spring breeze and poured a full glass of wine for Marshal Bradley again, and the latter watched the generals interpret the joys and sorrows of life in various ways: "Locke, go to my room, my dried fruits that have some wine, and tell you something."

"Happiness is coming, Marshal!" Locke replied happily.

"Oh, Abeth, let them clean up the table." Bradley pointed to the helmet on the table and the pile of paper scattered around it.

Abeth nodded and greeted the Army sergeant who grinned and watched the fun without much trouble.

The Army Sergeant walked up, swept the pile of paper strips on the table into his helmet, and took them to the garbage incinerator to burn them. Abeth looked at his colleagues who were almost mentally ill and muttered in a low voice: "The Navy's face is really going to be lost this time." Then he quickly left the conference room. He just walked out of the door. He found a note on the ground, which was obviously dropped by the sergeant. She picked it up and glanced casually after opening it. She was stunned. The note should be the name of a commander of a fleet written by Bradley himself. However, Marshal Bradley's handwriting was very sloppy, and no one could understand it. Abeth curled his lips, crumpled the note into a small ball, and put it in his pocket, and suddenly realized that he said, "I said why Bai Yu's old subordinates were drawn. Who can recognize this kind of ghost painting talisman! He said that whoever goes, he will go! Cheating old fox!"

Later, according to statistics from the Federal Academy of History, this lottery with a serious cheating nature broke three federal historical records in one go. First, the cheater has the highest rank, namely Marshal Bradley of the Federal Navy. Second, the number of victims is the largest, with as many as 114 fleets, including pilots, armored airborne troops, fleet logistics and other departments, with a total of more than 1.46 million people, the third, the widest range of impact. According to incomplete statistics, the Gallent Federation has made this lottery due to the Navy.

Many private industries have been greatly promoted, and the first one is banks, followed by women's luxury goods industry, wine brewing industry, real estate development and construction decoration industry, transportation manufacturing industry, stock exchanges, etc. In addition, the political achievements of some government departments have also improved significantly, such as the Federal Navy Recruitment Department, the Federal Naval Academy Admissions Department, the Bidding Office under the Federal Navy Warship Manufacturing Bureau, etc. However, the Federal Army has serious objections to this.

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Emma Empire Border, Dome of Stars

Just as the Gallent Federal Navy and the largest lottery in military history was about to be drawn, the pre-war conference room of the Titan battleship of the Judgment was already in chaos and the first strategic meeting of senior officers of the coalition forces was held in the absence of the Gallent Mimatal Front.

More than 30 hours ago, in order to avoid a long-standing conflict between the Emma Empire and the just-arrived Mimatal Expeditionary Force, Bai Yu decided to divide the coalition into three fronts. The first front is the Emma Royal Navy, which is under two severely over-organized royal fleets. The second front is the Dome Star Expeditionary Force of Mimatal, which is under two thirds of the fleet and ground forces in the Mimatal Expeditionary Force. The third front is the Garente-Mimatal Fleet that is about to begin to assemble. It is under the Garente Federal Navy Fleet and the remaining one-third of the fleet and ground forces in the Mimatal Expeditionary Force. This Mimatal Fleet was diverted into the Federation due to the early end of the federal coup. At the same time, Bai Yu revoked the Titan battleship "Judgment" without hesitation as the General Command of the Alliance.

Bai Yu knew that he didn't know much about the tactical styles of various countries, so he directly delegated power and accepted the orders of four deputy commanders of the coalition forces in one breath. Among them, Marshal Balk of the Emma Empire, Marshal of Emma, ​​Marshal of Derian of Mimatal, commanded the fleet gathered in the Dome Star Domain, Marshal of Mimatal, Marshal of Mimatal, commanded the ground forces of Mimatal, and Abeth served as the commander of the mixed fleet of Galente and Mimatal.

Putting aside Abeth, the other three deputy commanders and a group of staff spent all night under the strategic framework formulated by Bai Yu to complete a deduction plan that does not interfere with each other but has a strong chain effect. After being recognized by Bai Yu on the morning of February 13, they summoned all senior commanders of the fleet and the commanders of the ground forces to give strategic deduction speeches.

At 15:00 p.m. on the same day, Bai Yu looked at the auditorium in front of him. Among the more than a thousand seats, the left was Mimatal's generals, while the right was the generals of the Emma Empire, and the middle seat was empty, which was nearly 5 meters wide. Bai Yu sighed and looked at the commander seat he was sitting. Similarly, on the left were two marshals of Mimatal, 4 generals and 8 generals, and on the right were 12 empires including Marshal Balk.

Senior officer, Bai Yu, rubbed his nose hard, trying to relieve the pain in his head, but found that it was not effective at all, because the noise of nearly a thousand people talking loudly at the same time was still continuing. This was not a verbal battle between Mimatal and Emma, ​​because the commanders at all levels of both sides had never seen each other in front of each other. The noise that caused Bai Yu's severe headache was all caused by strong differences of opinions within the two sides, or the quarrel was more appropriate.

Bai Yu recalled that the meeting had just begun, and that beautiful and almost quiet time, the commanders of the fleet entered the venue in an orderly manner, consciously but embarrassedly divided the venue into two parts. Bai Yu asked the deputy commander and chief of staff of the two fronts to briefly introduce themselves. Then, Bai Yu gave an overview of strategic intentions and a brief morale boost for less than five minutes. Then, Marshal Balk read out the "spoiler division agreement" signed by the coalition command an hour ago, and the whole audience was silent for a full minute. Next... it was like this.

Bai Yu turned his head and looked at the huge star map behind him. It had already indicated the routes, strategic points, and a rough schedule of progress. Before the strategic deduction was explained, the situation in the venue was no longer controlled. As for the deputy commanders and staff of the two fronts, they either closed their eyes and rested, or sneaked out the wine pot from time to time and took a sip, and were indifferent to the chaos in front of them. The most outrageous thing was the deputy commander, Marshal of the Mimatal ground troops, who actually took out a sip from his arms.

The box of tobacco and cigarette paper skillfully rolled up a piece of earthy cigarette and started smoking. If it weren't for the sweaty smell between Bai Yu and him, Bai Yu felt that she would have been suffocated by the smell of smoke tar that could choke the dead. Just as Marshal Xia Zuo added the sixth cigarette and started pushing General Alger next to him, Bai Yu finally broke out. She wanted to shout, but found that her throat was so painful that she could hardly shout out, so she touched her gun holster, and only remembered after touching it for a while. Ola reminded her that it would be better not to match a gun today.

Because her pistol was given to her by the Phantom, the Royal Navy General of Emma was equipped with a gun, with the badge of the Royal Navy that was extremely disgusting to the Mimatals. Bai Yu had to pick up the crystal cold water cup in front of him and began to think about how loud the thing could be dropped on a pure fur carpet that was nearly an inch thick. When the two pistols were pushed to her left and right, on the left was a grinding projectile pistol that almost fell out of blue. Look at the muzzle, the caliber was no less than 15 mm. Its owner was Marshal Derian with wrinkles on his face, although he looked better than Lao Jie

Ke is still older, but Bai Yu knows that his Kronte is only 32 years old. He is squinting his eyes and showing a warm smile to Bai Yu. However, Bai Yu feels that this makes him look more like a cunning old fox. On the right is an ordinary laser shooting pistol, which is obviously made by Emma. Its owner attaches more importance to practical performance than Marshal Balk whom it uses to show his identity. However, Marshal Balk is looking ahead seriously, looking at the scene that is about to escalate into riots, as if the pistol has nothing to do with him at all.

Bai Yu picked up two pistols and pulled the trigger to the ceiling at the same time. He had to admit that the dazzling laser beam and the loud noise produced when the large-caliber bullet was fired was extremely perfect. The venue immediately became quiet. Bai Yu took a deep breath and slapped the two guns on the table. He moved his left hand, which was numb by the recoil, picked up the water cup and drank water, shouted in the hindsight: "Shut up, no matter if you make a noise, go back!"

Obviously, Bai Yu, the coalition commander, roared hoarsely, and two of them were quietly inserting the gun back into the holster, trying to cover up the deputy commander who had helped the evil, and the shock effect was quite good.

"I know what you are discussing. Since you are here, you will not let everyone go back empty-handed, everyone has a chance!" Bai Yu shouted: "Now, carry out strategic deductions from all sides of the army! Marshal Balk, you come first."

After Bai Yu almost straightforwardly guaranteed that there would be no uneven distribution of spoils, Marshal Barke and Derian conducted a coalition fleet deduction, followed by Marshal Xia Zuo's equipment and tactical requirements for the ground troops. At this point, the meeting finally ended successfully.

After the officers left the venue, in Aura's helpless eyes, our coalition commander filled three cans of iced Coofei in one breath. She looked at the three deputy commanders and said, "If there are any strategic changes, you three are looking for me after discussing it. Don't hold such a meeting after this. By the way, General Eli and General Alger, how are you two's supplies coordinated?"

General Eli nodded: "All the vacancy has been filled. Marshal Balk applied for additional supplies to Her Majesty the Queen. Not only did he increase the number of cargo ships transporting materials in various star fields, but he also allocated additional supplies reserved by local fleets. However, according to the strategic deployment, if all fleets take turns to fight, there will be a shortage in 60 days, especially the ammunition of the Mimatal fleet, which is too large in size and quantity."

Bai Yu waved his hand: "Ammunition is preferred, supplies... Marshal Xia Zuo, it depends on you. The Third Front Army cannot provide us with supplies before meeting with us. If it comes straight from the Federation, it will inevitably be blocked by Gadari. If it detours, it will take too long."

Marshal Shazzo smiled easily and said, "After the fleet takes over the orbital air supremacy of each planet, my young men can get you anything, as long as there is it in the warehouse in Gadari."

Bai Yu nodded: "Okay, that's it, everyone, please remember that at 8:00 on May 6, the day when the coalition countries declare war on Kardari, that will be the beginning of our victory."

Everyone responded. At this time, a communications officer on duty at the 'Judgement' came to report: "The report has just received a message from a civilian ship that claimed to be a 'Sister Freemason'. He asked to meet directly with the commander and said that there was important information to report to you."

"I understand, grant his request." Bai Yu said.

"Yes!" The communications officer saluted and turned and left.

"Okay, everyone, let's disband first. I'll go to meet the sisters' people. Maybe they will have some good news." Bai Yu said to everyone with a smile.

After saluting, the officers left the venue. Bai Yu said to Ora: "Clean the air here. The cigarette that Marshal Xia Zuo smokes is so choking. Let the sisters' people come here to see me."

"I understand, the sisters' ships have entered the port and are undergoing safety inspections. They will come here in a while." While Aura was speaking, Bai Yu obviously felt a strong airflow blowing towards her. She took a deep breath of fresh air, sat down again, and waited for the sisters' people to come.

It was not long since a middle-aged man in a space suit, led by eight royal guards, entered the conference hall. Bai Yu immediately frowned when he saw them coming in.

"Your Highness, the people have been brought here." The leader was a ten-husband of the Royal Guard. The organization of the Emma Royal Guard was very strange. It is said that it completely retained the ancient tradition of the Emma Empire. Every eight people were a squad, the commander was called the "Ten-husband", every 10 squads was a hundred-man team, the commander was called the "Centurion", every six hundred-man teams were a brigade, the commander was called the "Captain of Thousands of Husband", every six brigades were a legion, and the commander was the "Captain of Guard". The uniforms of these people were exquisite, the style was gorgeous and unified, and the epaulettes had no military rank, and they were all decorated with Emma's royal badges, and there was no difference. Barke once said that the golden ribbons on their chests were different, and they could be distinguished from here.

Not to be out of the military rank, but Bai Yu studied it for a long time but couldn't tell who was an officer, so he could only give up. The most interesting thing is that all the Emma Royal Guards were in small groups, whether they were eating, sleeping, standing guard, or even asking them to take items or send orders, eight people acted together, and they would never separate. They only served the Emma Royal Family. If you don't have a court title, these guys would never look at you. Correspondingly, they refused to change their words to call Bai Yu the commander or the commander of the coalition army, but instead stubbornly called His Royal Highness the Prince. Aola joked two days ago: It's okay to let them do anything, even if it's a job of serving tea and water, but letting them change their words and don't even think about it, because that's equivalent to insulting them.

Bai Yu nodded, but did not let the Royal Guard leave, and asked, "Are you a sorcerer?"

"Yes, my name is Hammerd. President Rose asked me to be responsible for your contact with other sisters." Hammerd looked at the eight royal guards behind him with his own eyes: "I have important information to know you. Can you let your guards leave first?"

Bai Yu nodded with a smile, but said, "Catch him."

Eight royal guards, who were originally like stone sculptures, instantly took out their weapons and surrounded them. Four of them lined up into human walls to block Bai Yu and Hammerd. The other four worked together to press Hammerd to the ground and put handcuffs. Bai Yu was dazzled and could not believe that these eight people were moving so fast.

[Well, it's true that the reputation is well-deserved, the reaction time is 0.4 seconds, the human wall is completed, and the capture action is 1.2 seconds. It's amazing, it's amazing, but why are you catching Hammerd?] Ola asked.

Bai Yu smiled, stood up and walked to Hammerd: "Tell me, who sent you?"

Hammerd looked confused: "President Rose sent me here, why did you catch me?"

"You are lying and take it to the interrogation room. I will interrogate him personally." Bai Yu waved his hand.

Hammerd wanted to struggle to defend himself, but was stunned by the head of the tenth husband taking out the electric stick. After the tenth husband turned around and saluted Bai Yu, he and his team carried Hammerd out.

"His problem?" Ora asked strangely.

"Of course, you won't not see it, right? You are obviously a spy, maybe an assassin." Bai Yu said proudly.

Ora became increasingly confused: "I really didn't see this. I'll contact Rose immediately to verify his identity."

Bai Yu quickly caught up with Hammerd's Royal Guard and walked towards the interrogation room.

When he arrived at the interrogation room, Bai Yu immediately recognized the sergeant who had helped her torture several federal naval officers, "Hello, Sergeant, long time no see."
To be continued...