Human Light Umbrella

"it is good."

The next three people left the platform together, took the escalator to the central square, and saw Rogge and thirty recruits standing beside the artificial lake in the square.

Roger wears a dark black tailor-made uniform with a yellow shoulder plate for decoration on the left shoulder and a red ribbon on the right shoulder.

In front of him were adult recruits who had reached [-] meters tall, standing in three rows and wearing formal military uniforms.

Rogge said loudly with a stern expression: "Boys, tell me what your responsibilities are!"

"Protect the colony! Protect humanity! Eliminate all threats for father!" the recruits shouted in unison.

The roar even resounded throughout the square.

Rogge, who had already noticed the three of Shirley, was about to end the lecture and said, "Anyone will say good things. What I want is grades. Do you understand? Don't embarrass your Primarch!"

"Yes!"

"Very good! The morale is commendable." Rogge nodded in satisfaction.

After the lecture was over, the three of Shirley had already approached.

And when the thirty recruits saw Alexia, their eyes were a little dodged.

Decades ago, Alexia showed the appearance of a "queen" and used her tentacles to pry open the brain of a vampire to ask questions.

This scene made the once young Rogge unforgettable.

Now it seems that the "Flame Queen" who left a deep impression on the Primarch, after returning to her old profession as a teacher, left a big shadow on the Astartes.

Come closer.

Shirley raised her hand to salute Roger.

Putting down her right hand, Shirley looked at the recruits who were standing neatly with their luggage bags at their feet.

Before she could ask, Rogge turned his back to a group of recruits and called them by name: "Gabriel."

"Sir." The recruits who were named walked out of the queue.

This recruit was a little taller than the other comrades in arms, with the strongest physique, neat short hair and square face, giving people a very old-fashioned and upright appearance.

Later, Rogge introduced the two of them to each other, "Shirley Birken is the new head of the intelligence department of Epson VIII.

Gabriel Angelos is Thutmose's recruit platoon leader.

You will be jointly responsible for the safety of thousands of people in Epson. "

"It's an honor to meet you, Director Birken." Gabriel saluted Shirley.

"It's also my honor, Gabriel, and I have a good relationship with you Thutmose." Shirley smiled back.

Although Shirley is a "mortal", her qualifications and age are far superior to Gabriel's, as well as this group of recruits who have just grown up.

That's why Gabriel honored Shirley.

"Okay." Rogge interrupted the mutual compliments between the two, and interjected: "The Retribution has arrived at the port, hurry up and board the ship."

"Yes."

Gabriel and the recruits carried their packages and walked towards the exclusive star port of the training camp.

Shirley also said goodbye to Rebecca and Alexia, packed her suitcase and followed Gabriel and the others.

"Back when I was doing research in the brood, Shirley was only that tall." Looking at Shirley and the others' backs, Alexia gestured with both hands.

"Yes." Rebecca also echoed with deep feeling: "At that time, the company devoted all its resources to the research of G glands, and then came ten children who were about the same age as Shirley. Now... ..”

As she said that, Rebecca looked at Rogge, and said in a tone full of relief: "Everyone has become the original body leading the legion."

"It's all taught by my father and teachers." Rogge replied very respectfully to the two teachers.

"Father?" Alexia suddenly said, "By the way... I haven't seen Mr. Sui for a long time. Hey, Rogge, do you know where your father is?"

Rebecca stared at Roger silently, as if waiting for a reply.

heard.

Rogge lightly squeezed his chin with his left hand and said, "Father, and that fellow Leon, should be cruising in the Hydra galaxy, and has no plans to return to the solar system in the short term."

"Okay, I still have to teach biology to a group of young Astartes in the afternoon, so let's go first."

"Me too."

Alexia spread her hands and left the central square with Rebecca first.

Wait for the two teachers to leave.

Rogge walked slowly to the lake, admiring the beautiful man-made scenery, but said to himself with a slightly lonely expression:

"I don't know when the nerd (Magnus) will be able to complete his research on psionic energy, and now he and I are left in the entire solar system, um...

How about engaging in a solar system defense war exercise with Mars?This is a good reason, save that nerd who always keeps himself in the room, don't get blinded. "

Rogge also left the central square, as if he was really preparing for the exercise.

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at the same time.

In the exclusive star port of the training camp, there are also many cargo ships and small warships moored here.

The corridor bridge is connected with the ships, which facilitates the entry and exit of goods and people.

Shirley and the recruits walked through one of the covered bridges.

Between the lines.

Through the large sealed windows installed on both sides, she can directly observe the Retribution she is about to board.

The visual length is about 550 meters, giving people a sense of "gun", and it looks more compact and flexible than the Goshawk class.

Although Shirley is not a professional engineer or researcher, she still knows the specifications of this type of warship, as well as relevant data.

The Retribution belongs to the Paris-class frigate, a light frigate used by the Umbrella and UNSC fleets, which has the advantage of high mobility.

It can carry 800 combatants, and counting the crew members who perform their duties, it can accommodate more than 1100 people in total.

In terms of weapons, it is a 3-ton electromagnetic main gun, as well as various close-in defense guns and secondary guns.

The hangar can also perfectly accommodate the Saker, Banshee and Viking series of carrier-based fighters, as well as the Yuou and Pelican series of transport aircraft.

And in the hangar of the Retribution in front of her, there is even an old-fashioned transport aircraft dedicated to the Astartes, the Thunder III.

The Retribution is an important part of Epson VIII's defense force. After all, "she" is the only warship deployed in the Epson system to assist ground combat forces.

Theoretically, the Retribution, which belongs to the UNSC, should not have a Thunder III transport plane parked in the hangar, and Astartes recruits will not take "her".

But this was "in theory" more than 20 years ago.

After more than half a century, UEG, UNSC and Umbrella have become one.

For the people, Umbrella is also an official and authoritative organization, its fleet and troops are elites superior to the UNSC, and even the Astartes are no longer secrets.

It's just that the official has never publicly acknowledged it, and the public is not surprised.

There are many reasons why Gabriel and the recruits are not directly incorporated into the legion, but sent to the colony for defense.

But after streamlining and refinement, the main thing is that recruits can gain enough experience before officially joining the legion.

At the same time, it can also allow the defense of the entire colony to achieve a qualitative leap, preventing Krieger from being isolated and helpless when the rebellion broke out in Arcadia.

Chapter 251 Ruins, Population and Harvest

Shirley, Gabriel and other recruits walked into the Retribution.

After all personnel have boarded the ship, the corridor bridge will begin to separate from the ship, folded and recovered to the edge of the port.

Immediately afterwards, the hull of the Retribution trembled slightly, and the engine nozzles at the stern of the ship were filled with blue light.

In the end, the fixed giant mechanical arm also began to recover, giving the entire battleship freedom, allowing the Retribution to sail out of the port.

Adjust the direction of the ship's bow, leave the star port through the air valve, and come to the gray desert on the lunar surface.

When ascending sufficiently far from the lunar surface...

Not far from the front of the ship's bow, a vortex entrance with a diameter of 400 meters and mixed with faint blue light was formed.

The Punishment quickly sailed into it, and the entrance created by the jump engine completely dissipated after the entire battleship entered the fault space.

The desert above the lunar surface returned to tranquility, as if the Retribution had disappeared "out of thin air".

In the shimmering fault tunnel, the Retribution is heading towards the Epson VIII galaxy 450 light-years away.

Corridor passages in the hull.

"Attention all personnel, I am the captain of the Retribution, Miranda Martha, and the ship is expected to leave the fault space in 38 hours.

Also, the maintenance team, please go to the equipment room immediately, the mechanical arm in Zone 3 needs to be overhauled.

Combatants please immediately...

Ground staff..."

The female captain named Miranda came over the radio, saying a series of precautions in a cold tone.

Listening to the announcement on the radio, Shirley, who was pulling the suitcase, followed a UNSC marine in a desert-colored training uniform through this corridor.

Come to the door of a cabin.

The Marine stopped, turned around, and said, "Sir, this is your makeshift sleeping quarters."

"Thank you, I'll clean it up myself, sorry to trouble you, Corporal." Shirley thanked.

"Sure, if you need to tell me anything, sir." The Marine Corps nodded.

"Okay." Shirley responded with a smile.

After finishing the brief conversation, the marines stepped away from here, while Shirley touched the terminal on the bulkhead.

The door unlocked by induction slowly unfolded, allowing Shirley to see the layout of the dormitory.

There are fixed single beds, desks, chairs, and wardrobes for clothes and luggage. There is a small porthole facing the cabin door.

Although the space is narrow and seemingly simple, it is a single sleeping cabin that can only be used by lieutenant officers near the bridge.

After all, the Paris class is the fourth lowest in terms of specifications among the warships owned by humans.

But Shirley said it was very good.

Before she became a supervisor, some of the tasks she performed were much more difficult than this, so she was very satisfied with a single room.

Go into the dormitory.

Close the hatch.

Shirley opened the suitcase, took out the thin crystal-like "laptop", put it on the fixed table, and took out some changes of clothes to hang in the closet.

After tidying up briefly, she sat behind the fixed desk, turned on the holographic screen of the computer, and prepared to read the company's recent important news and materials.

The Punishment is equipped with a repeater, so that Shirley's personal electronic equipment still has a full network signal.

When I just called up the homepage of the company's internal website, the first headline that caught my eye was the report "Quantum communication has entered the trial stage".

See here.

Shirley tapped the screen to open a column about quantum communication.

The report shows that the company's high-tech research team led by Wang Zhaofeng and the joint engineering department have built large-scale quantum communication relay stations in major colonies such as Zhiyuan, Xirou, and Jingsong.

Preliminary results of the trial show that the quantum relay station has successfully enabled true real-time communication between the major colonies, and most importantly, Earth.

Afterwards, the team led by Wang Zhaofeng will focus on the simplification of the quantum relay station and replace the old-fashioned repeaters used by warships as soon as possible.

At the end of the column, a group photo of the research team is also attached.

Standing in the center is Wang Zhaofeng, who wears glasses and looks old in his 60s or [-]s.

Shirley has never forgotten this "Mediterranean" doctor.

During the days of living in the nest, when her parents were busy studying the G virus, other researchers would help take care of her, including Wang Zhaofeng, a kind old doctor.

Rebecca couldn't help but smile when recalling the dripping point at the time, and then swipe the screen to exit the column.