Him and their stars

Claire Belmont pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "You're welcome. Nephi, of course, is very sympathetic to and admires the current situation of the community."

His answers showed that he had received professional training.

The marshal laughed dumbly: "But the specific decision still needs to wait until the end of your country's general election, right?"

Belmont nodded: "It is indeed difficult for the caretaker government to make decisions on major national defense times, but as long as the election is over, everything will be fine."

"You still need everything in your country to be safe, right?"

Belmont continued to nod, then shook his head: "Sir, domestic security is actually a relative concept. You actually have to believe in the power of the alliance. We can handle more than one major event at the same time."

"So, the alliance's decision on war depends on your country's subjective attitude, not objective reality, right?"

Claire Belmont looked at the cautious Marshal with his lower eyebrows, and suddenly felt that this person was actually quite interesting, and he was not as mediocre as the intelligence department said. He still needed to continue to observe him.

"Your Excellency, the objective reality is that the Alliance will never sit back and watch the community be annexed by the Empire."

The marshal probably believed what the other party said, or he had no other choice if he didn't believe it, so he laughed and poured the wine for the other party himself: "I remember that your noble officer and Lieutenant General Yu Lian of our country are good friends."

Claire Belmont held his head high and said loudly as if he was swearing to the spirit of the universe: "Absolutely an indestructible friendship, a close friend in the soul!"

"Then now..."

"It's just that his ideas and party made me a little confused, so I had a little conflict. We are competing to see who can speak first and who is the dog."

Are you primary school students? Although Marshal Ferragut thought so, he felt that he might do the same thing if he was offended by his childhood.

As for Yu Lian's ideological problems... The chubby marshal shuddered, and the fat all over his body trembled. He felt that this topic was dangerous, much more dangerous than the current battlefield.

"No matter what, your Excellency Marshal, the team led by this official is now your loyal supporter and is willing to die beside you."

Marshal Fei was probably a little moved, but he hurriedly said: "Don't be so tragic about whether you will die or not. I really want to defeat the invaders safely, end the war safely, and return to my hometown safely to teach my grandson how to cut steaks." "I'm not kidding you, Major General. The happiest time I had was when I was working as a cook in the Big Apple City and earning two thousand blue coins a month."

Even with Belmont's expression management ability, he almost broke the defense, but he still held back.

"My biggest dream was to reach the peak of my cooking skills. If I could get a compliment from Mr. Liu back then, my life would be complete! My sons are all hopeless playboys, and only my elder brother The grandson is willing to cook a big snail for his old grandfather to eat...General Belmont, children who like to cook can be saved, what do you think?"

These words were much more sincere than before, and even Claire Belmont couldn't help but be moved.

"Your Excellency, Marshal, the war will end peacefully. It won't take long."

Marshal Ferragut looked at the other party meaningfully and showed a relieved smile unique to the elderly: "Thank you very much. For a young man of your status who is willing to say this, I should really thank you on behalf of all the people of the community."

The fleet continued its journey.

Of course, the marshal can just give the order casually, while the junior officers below have a lot to think about. Don't forget, after all, the current local fleet still has the debuff of a mob. Half of the officers and soldiers were gathered from the guard fleets from various places. They were originally selected from the original space fleet, and the other half were simply rookies driving new ships.

Although the method of marching for a long time to let everyone complete the training is very effective and iron-blooded, even if it is really blessed by the spirit of the universe, it cannot always be smooth sailing.

As a result, during the subsequent march, there were four collision accidents during the march and twelve accidental injury accidents during artillery drills. A light cruiser, a destroyer, three assault ships and three armed merchant ships were involved in the accident. It sank with more than 3,000 crew casualties.

As for the question of why there are armed merchant ships in the fleet... this certainly does not mean that the community's military ships are already stretched thin. We must know that when the imperial government launches general mobilization, not everyone can have a formal battleship.

Armed merchant ships have always been an important part of all-out war. The important thing is not "merchant ships", but "arms".

In short, after all the troubles, there should have been ten days left on the voyage, but a whole week was added.

The only consolation is that Cherk on the opposite side is working hard, but the Chero Fortress is still calm. Ever since, everything has been calm in New Atlantis.

"With such intensity of training, it is actually quite reasonable that there would be such casualties." said the chief of staff.

Marshal Ferragut did not get much comfort, so he looked at the leader of the Alliance volunteers who had deep trust in him: "Major General Belmont, is the training over there in the Alliance the same?"

"Always like this. Sir, in the last century, there was a battlecruiser training accident, and the casualties at one time exceeded 10,000 people." Rear Admiral Belmont looked at everyone's expressions and added a classic joke about the Alliance Space Fleet.

It was about a swaggering battlecruiser that was conducting double-blind sublight cruise training on the high seas. The Alliance's warships are always domineering, and because there are half a ship of new recruits on it, it is even more domineering. So, when the radar was turned off for sublight high-speed endurance, it captured a mass reaction from the opposite side and issued an inquiry.

So there was a dialogue of "Avoid immediately!", "Please give way.", "This is the Alliance battlecruiser!", "This is a gravitational wave beacon."

Marshal Ferragu laughed energetically. Although the others thought the joke was actually very ordinary, if you didn't laugh when the leader laughed, you would be the one who laughed. So, the bridge of the Pegasus was immediately filled with a happy atmosphere.

Therefore, the frequent warship accidents that had cast a shadow over the situation were alleviated to the greatest extent. In general, the morale of this group of "rabble" was guaranteed, and the situation was still very good.

However, as the fleet got closer and closer to New Atlantis, the changes in the battle lines were constantly sent to Earth, and of course to the Pegasus.

"…The Imperial Fleet appeared at the New Lushun border on the New World? Well, this is the news on April 5th! Why did it only come today?" Marshal Ferragu slapped the table and realized that he was stupid.

After all, it was in another universe, and there was no instant communication of source waves, so the news would of course be much slower.

"Many times, I still feel that I am still living in the classical era, relying on beacon towers to send messages." Marshal Ferragu looked at the starry sky outside the porthole. He is now in this giant ship that can carry him across the sea of ​​stars, but he still feels this way.

"What about the follow-up?"

"The Imperial Fleet is temporarily stationed in New Lushun. Because all the communication beacons in the system have been destroyed, the size of the fleet cannot be determined." said the Chief of Staff.

Of course, even if it is "temporary", it was "temporary" two weeks ago.

"Don't be afraid, we haven't received any alarm from the South Gate of Heaven. It's just a technical adjustment."

"Moreover, Marshal Bonaparte is personally fighting the main force of the Outer Ring Fleet! And the Gibraltar Fortress has been under construction since the founding of the country!"

"In fact, the General Staff also considered the possibility of the Empire attacking our New World Star Region."

"Yes, I remember the conclusion was...not a big threat?"

"The threat is indeed not too big. From the Dawn Channel to the South Gate of Heaven, in fact, only New Lushun and New Yumen are inhabited star systems, and the population is sparse, and there are no large-scale military and mineral factories. Even the Empire's Gate of Glory Star Region cannot maintain the supply of the large fleet."

The staff made the above judgment in this way.

In short, although this news is a bit scary, it is not completely beyond everyone's expectations. Marshal Ferragu still smiled kindly. He calmed everyone down and ordered the fleet to move forward.

"What, the Imperial Fleet appeared at the Blood Gate? It has been razed to the ground. The entire Kingdom of Kaitai is in chaos. How can the Imperial Fleet come here?"

"So, it's just a reconnaissance fleet, maybe it's here to harass?"

"I see, it's still a technical adjustment!" Marshal Ferragu smiled naturally, indicating that everything was under control, and signaled everyone to be cautious and keep moving forward.

"What, the sixth Titan ship has arrived at the front line?" The marshal suddenly stood up and his smile disappeared.

"Yes, it's definitely the Grand Duke Tatrien! The fourth ship of the Tirelo class." The chief of staff's voice was a little interfering and difficult, as if he had used up all his strength just by speaking.

A Titan one level before the Four Seasons God level, an old Titan of the same level as the Tirelo Yongjin. However, no matter how old a Titan is, it is still a Titan, still a peak military creation, and a nightmare for all countries and races in the universe except the Alliance.

Therefore, the number of Imperial Titans in front of the Saide Fortress reached six for the first time.

"The emblems of the eight-headed Dawn Dragon were trampled by them in the black light of the black dwarf!" Marshal Ferragu said viciously, biting his back teeth.

Krell couldn't help but ask, "... How many troops are there in the Imperial fleet gathered in the Saide system now?"

"Still counting..." The chief of staff was pale.

In fact, he had already seen the real-time images sent from the front line, and he only saw the artificial creations that covered the sky and the sun, almost covering all the space on the screen.

Even if he just looked at the screen, even if he was thousands of light years away, he felt that he couldn't even breathe.

He really couldn't imagine how the Saide "Dawn Dragon" and his comrades could muster up the courage when facing such a scene.

... Well, it seems that someone has been overlooked, but it doesn't matter.

Krell reminded: "Your Excellency Marshal, perhaps the Empire's general offensive in Saide is about to begin!"

"...Thank you for your reminder, Claire, thank you. However, he has actually reminded us many times in the past six months. He has long been aware of keeping the enemy out of the country. And we, we are three thousand light years away, now it's our turn!" The marshal loosened the buttons on his collar and tried his best to make himself full of courage.

He said in a deep voice: "This is a war, and war requires each of us to fulfill our duties! Fort Chelo... No, is there any other movement in the Kingdom of Cherk?"

"Everything is normal!"

"All fleets speed up!"

"Understood!"

However, when it was May, the Pegasus and its fleet were only three days away from the New Atlantis Galaxy, and the news that they were most concerned about arrived as expected.

"The Imperial Fleet appeared in the Xuantuo Galaxy on the border of the Kingdom of Cherk? Did the Galactic Empire really take action against the Cherks?"