As a student who has just graduated from the Empire's Supreme Space Fleet Command Academy, Vincent is actually a veteran who has experienced many battles.
In countless previous exercises, he commanded his own warships to fight against computer-simulated Watcher warships, achieving an impressive record of seventeen wins and one loss.
There are hundreds of graduates like him graduating from this huge school almost every day. The school itself is like a city that produces captains.
There are dozens of such academies in Ireland. These academies recruit new students every day, and send away a large number of newcomers who have become captains every day.
I walked alone through a long corridor that resembled the internal structure of a battleship. Everything in this school was designed to allow students to adapt to life on a battleship as quickly as possible.
The narrow corridors, more closed environment, and even the windows in the dormitory are designed with reference to those on the battleship, and are only the size of a palm.
Carrying his luggage, when Vincent once again felt the light and heat around him, he was already standing alone on an open space on a sidewalk, surrounded by a steady stream of people.
"The latest news is urgently inserted below. The Watcher force launched another attack near the Higgs 11 planet. The opponent's attempt to surround the Higgs 11 planet was heroically crushed by our fleet!" above his head!
, in the huge holographic image, the beautiful news host repeated in a heavy tone that he had just received important news.
Vincent squinted his eyes and looked at the unfamiliar things around him, trying hard to adapt to this familiar but unfamiliar world. More than a month ago, he passed the selection and entered this school. Now that he has graduated, everything outside the school
But it made him feel a little strange.
In the school behind him, everything was built and designed to resemble that on a battleship, including the completely enclosed canteen, the puppet robots that can be seen everywhere, and every detail.
There are fixed desks, fixed tables and chairs on the battleship, and clocks fixed on the walls, all of which are in the same decent and neat white military uniforms.
Now, he stood on this street, looking at the people wearing loose and colorful clothes, as well as those strange service robots, and suddenly felt that this world had an extremely unreal feeling.
Although he only trained in isolation for a little over a month, for Vincent, it really felt like a world away.
Maglev cars and trams one after another flew past Vincent's head and in front of him. The huge city made of steel, the towering skyscrapers, everything was familiar and yet strange.
"Too much bullying! It's so shameless! How could they do this? How could these watchers do this? Why did they go to war with us?" An old man next to Vincent also raised his head and watched the giant holographic image broadcast.
content, muttering in a hateful voice.
Now, almost everyone has become accustomed to cursing upon hearing the news of the Watcher's attack, as if it were an ingredient in a meal, or something to talk about after tea.
In today's empire, many things revolve around war, including production and construction, including many services and other supporting industries.
The status of soldiers has really reached its peak in the Eilanhill Empire, and the streets are full of propaganda slogans praising the army.
From the day it was born, this empire has always used war as its main theme. Expansion has become the norm, and peace seems precious and short-lived.
Looking at the brightly colored slogan on the other side of the street, "There is no such thing as quiet time, it's just that there are people carrying the burden for you." Vincent felt that something interesting was lingering in his heart.
God's language is indeed the greatest language in the world. There was no way to express such beautiful sentences in the common language in the past.
Not to mention the rhythmic four-character idioms. These idioms are concise and concise, and you can understand what the other person wants to express as soon as you hear them. It is simply fascinating.
"Uncle, uncle, will those watchers come here?" Beside Vincent's legs, a young boy raised his head and asked Vincent with some worry and some innocence.
"No, we will repel them, defeat them, and ultimately win precious peace for the empire." Vincent looked down at the little boy at his feet and replied firmly.
He really felt that he could win, because he felt that he was strong and powerful enough to face any enemy.
He was even prepared to die on the battlefield. As a soldier of the Airanhill Empire, he had this awareness.
The moment he decided to join the army and defend his family, his mother told him that he should give everything he had to his motherland.
Because his family almost starved to death at that time, he was only three years old at that time and can't remember anything.
In that terrible era, mortals were miserable objects living in troubled times, oppressed by magicians, the rich, and devoured and slaughtered by demons... The mortals at that time were pigs living in hell.
It was the appearance of His Majesty the Emperor Chris that led the mortals to stand up. It was His Majesty the Emperor who changed the world and the fate of mortals, allowing all ordinary human beings to have a peaceful pure land.
In this pure land, mortals can farm with peace of mind, live happily, have clothes to wear, and food to eat. They don't even have to kneel down to talk to the magician, and they don't have to worry about being used as food by a dragon one day.
Chris gave Vincent's father a very respectable job. He is now working at the Imperial Food Agency and has a good income every month.
Vincent's mother lost her eyesight due to the harsh living environment in her early years. The Imperial Medical Institution provided free treatment for her, allowing her to barely see.
Therefore, Vincent's mother told Vincent that no matter what, he should repay his Majesty with loyalty.
Vincent remembered the force with which his mother held his hand. He knew that if he failed the emperor's favor, he might not even be able to enter the house.
Back then, Chris raised the banner to resist the tyranny of the Magic Empire, and now he has received the most generous rewards. And the Alandhill Empire's tolerant attitude towards all races has united most people.
What really made everyone gather around the empire and become Chris's loyal subjects was the advanced productivity represented by the empire.
Only by making the pie bigger can we ensure the interests of everyone, so Ailan Hill did not squeeze the interests of any party, but instead expanded all the interests, so that everyone got everything they wanted in this change.
Therefore, whether it is gratitude or profit, everyone supports the empire and is loyal to the empire. This is the general trend. In fact, crazy sentencing behavior like the one in New District 6 has not happened for many years.
Most of the time, if someone commits corruption or bribery, there is no need for an anti-corruption agency to investigate, and someone will take the initiative to report and provide evidence.
In the eyes of these fanatical supporters of the emperor, any attempt to poach the empire is a betrayal worthy of death. How can His Majesty the Emperor's great feat of saving the people from danger be tainted by some insects?
Most of the public officials who were elected to the imperial institutions were hard-working and hard-working, and even many of the new nobles had not received a salary since they took office to this day.
It is under the management and leadership of these capable men and women gathered under Chris that the Empire of Eilandhir has been able to maintain good operation until today.
"Uncle, uncle! Can you fight off all those bad guys?" the little boy continued to ask.
Because Vincent was wearing a military uniform, many people around him looked at him. These people passing by knew that Vincent should be a graduate from the Space Fleet Command Academy behind him, so everyone was waiting for a
The answer, I hope he can give an inspiring answer.
Vincent was a little shy when asked this question. He was an army officer, so he was more aware of how delicate the situation at hand was: he firmly believed that his motherland could win, but the front line was indeed very passive.
The Watchers invested ten times their troops in one fell swoop and launched an all-out attack in all areas. Their superiority in troops offset part of the weapons superiority of the Elanshir Empire, making the entire battle situation passive.
Although the empire has made preparations and mobilized almost all its troops to support the war zone. As a new captain, he has to report to the rocket launch base in the suburbs immediately, but he really can't brazenly say that he will be able to repel the battle.
enemy.
However, he still felt that he should not lose confidence at this time. Because the more decisive the battle is, the more confidence can influence the situation of the battle.
"Uncle will definitely try his best to keep the enemy out of his homeland!" So he squatted down, Vincent touched the little boy's head, and replied with a smile.
The boy's mother hugged the boy awkwardly at this time, nodded to Vincent, and left in a hurry.
Vincent raised his head again and looked at the holographic video broadcast above his head until a military jeep sent by the Fleet Command to search for him came to pick him up and leave.
"Sir! Because supplies are starting to be scarce, we only have this kind of vehicle... I'm sorry." The sergeant who drove up saluted and explained a little sheepishly.
Because all the newly produced trams were distributed to the front line, the car he drove was a warrior...
This car looks a bit dilapidated compared to civilian trams and hover cars. This is a classic car that was produced when the empire was still fighting on the capital planet of Ailan Siris.
"It doesn't matter, this car is nice and looks very sturdy." Vincent smiled and got into the car, and left the college gate with a group of curious civilians watching.
At the same time that Vincent was returning to the rocket launch base in a hover car, several port management officers were discussing the current situation inside the planet's squadron headquarters.
"There are 15 latest battleships in the dock, all of which are battleships. The Imperial Military Ministry has clearly issued an order to suspend the construction of destroyers and cruisers. All docks that meet the requirements will produce battleships and Zaku motherships above the Invincible level." A
The officer held a tea cup in his hand, leaned on the chair and said: "There are 13 ships that will be built tomorrow. Do you want to form a formation together?"
"No need, let today's fleet leave first! Otherwise, it may be too late to make up for the losses on the front line. I heard that the battle on Higgs 11 was... very hard." Another general shook his head and said, "We are here.
It’s a big port, unlike those small ports that need to accumulate production capacity for two days before setting sail together.”
"There are new additions to the student commanders. Those with excellent grades will directly take command of the warships here. The remaining ones with average grades will go with the warships to the Holy Demon area, where they will be assigned the warships under their respective command." Port.
The chief of staff sat in his seat and said a little tiredly: "I have been busy with this for the past two days. The crew deployed from the planet next door has arrived... there are more than 4,000 people... all assembled to board the ship. It will take about 4
Hours of time.”
"The students and the commander still have two hours of personal allocation according to regulations. They can make a video call home, or they can find a woman..." The chief of staff continued to explain when the commander at the port did not speak.
"Everything will go according to plan." Although he wanted to gather these people immediately and send them to the front line, the commander also knew that the few hours of free time were indeed very little. If he was deprived of even this, then
It's really too inhumane.
The automatic supply vehicles at the base are delivering supplies to all the rockets and spaceships that are to be launched into the star ring, but at least one-third of the personnel have not returned to their positions. There are busy scenes everywhere, and countless supplies are being pushed.
Get on the transport rocket.
Vincent only made a brief phone call to his mother. Instead of having fun, he rushed back to the base as soon as possible.
He couldn't wait to stand on the suspended dispatch and command platform, looking at the spacecraft that would take him away from the surface of the planet and fly to the Starlink Spaceport in a while, with a calm expression.
Although it was his first time participating in a battle, the battleship he commanded was already at the battleship level. It was a true invincible-class battleship, a giant battleship equipped with a Star Destroyer Cannon.
"Long live the Empire! Major Vincent! It seems that you are my captain! I hope you can lead us to survive in the Higgs war zone." While Vincent was looking at his spaceship in a daze, a graceful figure appeared
The female officer walked up to him, stood at attention, saluted and said hello.
"Isn't our mission to escort the new captains to the Holy Demon Region? It's not like we go directly to Higgs... In a battle of this level, we won't let a newcomer like me go directly to die, right?" Vincent comforted himself.
.
"Maybe, of course it's better if we don't need it. I'm young and I don't want to die so early." The female officer who seemed to be his first mate introduced herself: "Li Bi, your adjutant."
"Li Bi?" Vincent thought this name... was quite handsome.
"It has become popular recently, so I changed my name." The female adjutant explained: "The empire opened the registration of ID cards with divine surnames half a month ago... My original surname can be changed to Li. As for the name Wei,
My teacher named it to me and I like it very much."
"I understand... I hope we can have a happy cooperation!" Vincent glanced at the other party's towering chest and nodded.