Marshal is always tired [Interstellar]

"Does Ian and the others know about this?"

Gu Anli nodded: "I know...Xiao Luo, these..."

Qin Jue waved his hand to show that he understood: "I know, you can't tell me right now, right? I won't force you, you can talk about it when you are willing."

He sighed: "Anyway, I can't do anything to you."

Gu Anli almost looked a little embarrassed: "Go to bed early..."

"Well," Qin Jue sat on the bed calmly, "Good night."

Gu Anli silently said good night, and walked out dejectedly.

[Bai Ze,] Qin Jue watched him close the door calmly, hahahaha with Bai Ze on the Lingxi channel, [Ah, I feel so good! ] Bai Ze: [Oh. 】

[You said...] Qin Jue suddenly thought of something, and suddenly became energetic, [Gu Anli wants to join the imperial family, so Gu Anzhi should not be able to escape!They have such a good relationship with Ian and those three people, could those three people also belong to the empire? 】【……】

The marshal slapped his thigh: [Why didn't I think of it earlier!They are already very relieved of me, and they still cover up their identities like this. It must be a very important identity. If such a person wants to hide his identity in Luojia, the most convenient way is to use a false nationality? 】It’s really no wonder he didn’t think of it here. The Marshal usually doesn’t care about administrative matters. The empire is very strict with the high-level children. That is to say, intelligence leaders like Rand can guess their identities at once. up.

This method of hiding identities is simple to say, but it hits the blind spot of ordinary people's thinking. In addition, Qin Jue has always believed in their identities since he saw the three of them killing the "Empire" aircraft from the beginning.

Fenghuang, who went out for a circle, just came back at this time. With the improvement of Qin Jue's dark energy, she has changed a little. Although she still looks like a little yellow chicken, she can already fly with flapping wings.

Well, it has officially evolved into a little yellow bird.

She flapped her wings and flew to Qin Jue's shoulder and stopped, tilting her head and pecking at his earlobe: [What's wrong, what happened? 】Bai Ze flicked his tail helplessly: 【My lord seems to have discovered the secret of Ian's identity. 】Qin Jue has jumped up and sent a meeting request to Rand who is far away on the imperial capital.

The figure of the adjutant appeared in front of the light brain almost instantly, as always rigorous and calm: "You better have something important to tell me."

He was still holding a pen in his hand, obviously just now dealing with daily military affairs.

Rand, as an adjutant, is generally responsible for the less important affairs of the military department-this is already a tacit consensus within the military.

And today, obviously, is not the day when the adjutant will routinely hand over important military affairs that cannot be decided to the marshal.

Qin Jue shrank his shoulders inexplicably, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well...it's about the identities of Ian and the others..."

Rand put on a half-smile, propped his chin with one hand and raised his head to look at him: "Why, you finally figured it out?"

Qin Jue's eyes widened: "You already knew!"

"Of course," the colonel said mockingly, "have you forgotten what my job is? I saw it the day you told me about it."

"..." Qin Jue was very sad, "Randy, how could you treat me like this, you didn't even tell me."

The meticulously dressed man shrugged: "You didn't ask me either."

Bai Ze and Feng Feng had already huddled together in a corner, quietly showing expressions of disdain for the pair of men who had returned to the kindergarten level.

The marshal could only swallow his anger and ask for advice: "I can probably guess that Ian's identity is the crown prince with the same name. What about the other two?"

Rand raised his forehead: "You really haven't bothered to think about it at all...Haven't you heard of the new generation of Pulan Sanjie?"

Qin Jue was at a loss.

During the period after the end of the Battle of Chuanze, he has been in a state of "I'm so bored, it's better to practice" -- "The little guys are so delicate, let's guide them when they grow up" -- "Everyone is so troublesome to fight. Why don’t you read more books”——“Ah, that lingering fellow Anda provoked me at the diplomatic conference again, so annoying”—“So I’m really bored, I’d better go practice.” In this kind of thinking cycle, how can I pay attention to it? The little ones who just grew up?

In the past, when he still held the right to train the army, he might have been a little interested in finding some good seedlings among the young people to join the Guards. Ever since he was emptied, the marshal has almost started to let himself go.

Rand naturally understands his schedule: "The little prince Ian Pulan, the eldest grandson of Admiral Owen, Andre Owen, and the granddaughter of the great elder, Lin Huan—the three of them were born because of With her excellent talent and noble status, she has entered the sight of many dignitaries in the imperial capital."

Qin Jue's expression changed: "It happened to come from three places?"

Rand smiled lightly: "There are so many good things. These three little guys are really talented, but what gives them the most points is actually the power behind them."

"It goes without saying that Ian, His Majesty has been deliberately cultivating him, so that the battle for the crown prince will no longer have a chance to be staged; as the leader of the military department, you have no descendants, and Admiral Owen is your teacher, so his grandson is naturally regarded as The successor of the military department; as for that Lin Huan, the Great Elder has already designated her as the successor, and has brought her by his side since childhood—these three people are basically the core structure of the next generation of the Pulan Empire's political arena."

"They are bothering." Qin Jue sat cross-legged on the bed and narrowed his eyes. "It's rare that the three of them have such a good relationship. When the time comes, no matter whether it's a war or a peace with the Federation, this leadership team will be able to play the greatest role."

"That's right," Rand sighed. "The three parties are fighting each other. In the final analysis, the national interest is the first consideration."

Qin Jue nodded, and suddenly remembered another important thing: "By the way, how does the transformation mecha remaining in the empire match with the mecha master?"

Rand shook his head helplessly: "It's not that easy...the army's ace combat system has been tried, and as expected, no one can successfully activate Dionysus."

Qin Jue bit his lower lip: "What about the royal family and the elders' house? They must have some talents in their hands, right?"

"I've tried more than half of it," Rand said, "I don't think there is much hope, the requirements of the transformation mecha are too strict... You know the level of those people very well, and there is one who can compete with you or Admiral Owen. Comparable?"

"Alas..." Qin Jue's hair turned gray with worry.

Then he froze for a moment.

"What about you?" he asked eagerly. "Have you tried it?"

Rand has been doing administrative work for so long that few people remember that he was the most powerful animal trainer in the "Halberd of the Empire" commando.

He is only two years older than Qin Jue, and he has already reached the second rank of eighth level during the battle of Chuanze.As the cultivation of dark energy progressed, the energy needed was exponentially higher than before. Therefore, in terms of talent, he even surpassed Admiral Owen, and was on par with President Anda of the Federation.

Rand slowly shook his head: "Not yet. After all, I am not of the combat department. Such a mecha is more powerful in the hands of a warrior."

"... That's true," Qin Jue lay back on the bed, "But it's not like I can't find a suitable candidate now. Fortunately, you are not a mechanic... Otherwise, there is really nowhere to go."

Rand nodded: "Okay, I'll give it a try when I go back this time..." He remembered something, "What do you think of those three little guys? They are all from the combat department, and they can have this transformational mech ability?"

Qin Jue waved his hand: "Are you kidding, they are too young."

Rand didn't say anything, but lightly adjusted his bright glasses thoughtfully.

The cutting-edge power of the empire is always so weak, and no matter how talented people are, they need to grow up slowly. Except for the existence of heaven-defying people like Marshal Qin, time is more useful than talent most of the time.

After solving the imminent mecha problem, Qin Jue became excited again: "This means that I can start training them without any scruples!"

"...Yeah," Rand raised the corners of his lips, "you can fuck as much as you want."

Qin Jue's mentality is the same as that of parents all over the world - he thinks that his children are cute everywhere, but he can't help being picky.

Of course he would not reveal his identity to those three people, but when he looked at them again, his mentality had changed drastically.

I used to think that I was the child of the opposite family, so I was envious of seeing other people's outstanding children, and I didn't dare to do my best when training them. Find a balance.

It's different now, since I know it's my little boy... Hehehe.

So the next day the marshal went to the training ground full of ambition, and dozens of ways to change the training method flashed through his mind.

The six young people had consciously lined up and waited there—today Gu Anli didn't wait for Qin Jue to go with him, he stayed with Gu Anzhi, both of them looked a little embarrassed.

Qin Jue naturally understood what was going on. Gu Anli had just confessed to him last night, so it was impossible for him to hide this matter from his younger sister, Gu Anzhi, who was born in the same body.

He just glanced at the two people inadvertently, then turned his gaze back.

"Today we will officially enter the training camp," the Marshal, who no longer had to hide, said refreshedly, as if pointing out, "Before we start, we need to reach a consensus on one thing."

"Our team composition is relatively complicated, there are people from the two major political bodies, and there are interstellar freemen who have not joined any nationality at present-I don't need to tell you that you should understand that peace between the two countries cannot be maintained forever, After all, one day you may face each other in battle."

Everyone in the team moved a little uncomfortably. The three of Ian exchanged glances, and Vivian also sighed.

Qin Jue didn't care about their reaction: "But I want you to remember that before that, you are an unbreakable whole, everyone should be your trusted teammate, and don't bring the country's antagonism into the team. "

These high-sounding words are enough... Qin Jue thought secretly, this is simply a new small team tailor-made for the future of the empire!

Ah, and then they'll have to get a proper therapist.

Knowing the identity of his teammate, the Marshal, who put down his burden, unconsciously showed the posture of an elder - what's more interesting is that none of the people present felt that something was wrong.