Major General, he is showing affection again

It wasn't just the Third Fleet that was restless.

Ben's eyes were red, and he punched the sky loudly, and slammed heavily on the console: "Take our lives for money, I will kill this son of a bitch."

"Haiger Military Academy's thousand-year-old national soul, why did such a traitorous thing come out!"

"Aim at Garcia Lawrence's flagship and fire."

A hand caught the hand he was about to press down on the button.

Quentin's face was gloomy and terrifying. They fell into each other's trap, and they were all confused and used as guns.

It was obvious that Ziller had set a trap for Garcia, and Garcia, an idiot, got in.

Ziler had always been on good terms with Garcia, and even planned to marry his daughter Lilith to Garcia. Why did he suddenly change and insist on killing Garcia?

Quentin's beautiful eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his sharp and sly golden eyes were bottomless.

Unless he has something to hold in Garcia's hands, a handle that is enough to kill him!

Garcia should have come to find Nick. Ziler is in charge of the administrative affairs of the Red Wolf Starfield. The two of them basically have no intersection. What kind of leverage can he have in Garcia's hands?

Nick, Nick.

Quentin repeated the name over and over again.

By the way, it's Nick!

Nick is the source of the wind. If you find Nick, all the obstacles in front of you can be seen clearly.

Quentin raised his head suddenly, staring at his front right, the flagship of the Third Fleet.

And Nick, right up there.

He was in the same pilothouse on the same starship as Garcia.

Lonely and widowed, living in the same room.

This cognition made Quentin black-faced successfully!

******

Barley was very happy, crazy happy, he had never been so happy in his life.

The Third Fleet, the most elite armed forces of the Orkan Army, are all A-level spiritual power users. If they can capture all these people back to the country, a Marquis is a certainty.

Traveling so far for thousands of miles, spending countless military expenses, just to catch Garcia Lawrence, he thought it was useless at first, but now it seems that this deal is a good deal.

Ba Lai smiled confidently. He brought three full regiments and a batch of secret weapons.It is enough to deal with a mere fleet.

Ba Lai waved his hand: "Go."

A silver mecha quietly appeared behind Garcia's flagship, and while the two sides were confronting each other, it aimed at the bridge where the command room was located, and jumped on it impressively.

The bridge is the brain of the starship, and it is also the place where the starship's defense is weakest and most vulnerable to attack.

The sharp iron claws are aimed at the round and transparent bridge, and they are about to grab it.

If he grasped it firmly, the entire command room would be held in its claws.

What kind of consequences, self-evident.

The most terrible thing is that this mecha has its own invisibility function, and neither Garcia nor Hu Lai on the starship has discovered it.

Danger!

At the very moment, a streak of silver burst out of the air, biting Shiratori's back fiercely.

The moment the ice wolf appeared, all the starships present trembled involuntarily.

The deterrence and submission engraved in the soul are slowly waking up.

The Ice Wolf, the soul of the empire that had disappeared for more than 100 years, reappeared on the battlefield of the Red Wolf Star.

A wolf and a bird were fighting in the air, light and shadow intertwined with sword shadows, and the intense energy storm rolled up by the two mechas centered on them and swept everywhere.

The ice wolf spat out a mouthful of bird feathers.

Its state is not quite right, a pair of shiny green electronic eyes and a green human hair, the original white and docile fur all exploded, like a fried hedgehog.

"Is it it?" Quentin sat in the cab of the ice wolf, staring at the big white bird on the screen in front of him without blinking, and suddenly asked such a nonsensical question.

"That's right, that's it." The ice wolf stared at the enemy in front of him, reluctant to use his titanium alloy wolf eyes to burn a few holes in the opponent's body.

"I can still smell the bloody smell on it. It's exactly the same as the birdman who attacked the former owner that night."

The ice wolf raised its paws and walked gracefully on the clouds, its cold emerald eyes ignited with fierce flames of revenge: "I want to eat it, this time, I want to swallow every piece of its material into my stomach. "

The memory of Sidi Ye has never been far away. It is the martial soul of the empire, born only for fighting. More than 100 years ago, when Master Hagrid died, it should have accompanied Master Hagrid. For mechs, dying in battle on their own battlefield is the destination they deserve.

But it can't, it still carries the young Quentin, all the hope of this empire.

It acted cowardly, it abandoned its mortally wounded master, and a mech escaped.

"No, you are not, our ice wolf is the bravest and most loyal mech in Orkan."

In the shadow of the light, a figure appeared.

A hand gently brushed over the top of its head, scratching its itchy flesh.

It was very comfortable, so comfortable that I wanted to lie down and turn my belly out for that person to see.

It also remembered that a long, long time ago, in the garden full of osmanthus seeds, it was the same as itself, lying at the feet of another person and acting like a spoiled child.

Her long ice blue hair fluttered in the wind.

Yes, Master Hagrid?

"Thank you, little wolf, for carrying out my last order and raising my son."

The Gate of Light gradually disappeared, and everything in front of him returned to nothingness.

The silver wolf kept scratching the ground with its paws, preparing for the final sprint.

I can still vividly remember the night when the Star System was attacked.

The opponent sent five mechas to besiege itself.

It has never seen such a weird mecha, all weapons have lost their effect, hitting them is like hitting cotton.

It had no choice but to watch helplessly as the enemy's iron blade penetrated its chest.

So, this time, I will never run away again.

It doesn't matter if an arm is broken or a leg is broken, or the operating system is destroyed, even if it is smashed to pieces.This time, I'm going to kill it.

The ice wolf has the highest authority of the empire's communication system, and the moment it returned, this authority was opened again.

On a rainy night filled with blood and mist, in a fierce and difficult battle, only half of the head was left with a wolf head that was throbbing with electric current, and the violent explosion filled the entire screen.

The rainy night that Garcia had seen and rooted in Quentin's mind more than 100 years ago was presented to everyone in the same tragic way.

Fred I stood up slowly from the throne, staring at the icy blue figure on the screen in a daze.

The bloodstains on the white combat uniform were shocking, and even a small amount was scattered on the mech console.The long ice-blue hair was knotted into little wisps.

He watched the person on the screen dragging his injured body, moving with difficulty, exhausting his last bit of strength, and stuffing the young child beside him into the escape pod.

his wife!

His Qizi has been missing for more than 100 years, but he is still alive.

Both parties to the contract share life and strength.

He has always carried a secret hope in his heart, hoping that his wife is still alive somewhere in the universe.

To this day, Hagrid died in such a tragic way before his own eyes.

Fred I's eyes were slightly red, and the hands under the long sleeves were tightly clenched.He could smell the vague smell of blood in his nostrils, but he didn't react at all.

Fred I just turned his head to look at Archduke Lawrence, who was sitting on the first chair on the right, with a cold expression, like a wounded lone wolf.

Old Lawrence fell to his knees with a thud.

The situation in front of him is clearly a trap to frame Lawrence's family!

This scheming is really ruthless!In this way, the trust and image established in front of His Majesty for a long time will disappear. If this pot of sewage is poured out, the entire Lawrence family will never be able to recover!

Old Lawrence's bright brain was running at high speed.

Years of political experience told me that I must fight back immediately!

They won't take this blame!

Old Lawrence's brain was spinning rapidly, "Your Majesty,"

"Sit down," Fred I said without looking at him, "I believe in you,"

When he said this, Fred I swept past Old Bray intentionally or unintentionally.

"Connect me to the front line of the Red Wolf Starfield, and I want to see for myself what tricks they can play."

Fred I flicked his robe sleeves and sat back with great strides.When the clothes were turned over, the sound of the wind was like a sharp knife, beating on the hearts of everyone present.

The storm is coming.

********

The front line of the Red Wolf Starfield.

Ziler, who watched the video, was even more proud, what a godly assist, this time, even if Garcia Lawrence jumped into the Milky Way, he couldn't clean himself up.

As long as he can be convicted of this crime, I will be safe.

Ziller stroked his mustache, the Third Fleet had already withdrawn to the periphery, and there was only one flagship and two frigates left beside Garcia-Lawrence.With this little force, he can instantly kill him in minutes.

correct.

Ziler turned his gaze to the giant silver wolf guarding Garcia on the screen.

What is this His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who appeared out of nowhere planning to do?

Unexpectedly, the crown prince, who had been missing for many years, was actually hiding in the Red Wolf Star and in his own army. What a miscalculation.

But it doesn't matter, the bastards who don't know where come out, it's a big deal, let's take advantage of the chaos and get rid of them together.

Ziler made a strangling gesture and shouted to Quentin: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, the Lawrence family first attacked you and Your Highness the Queen, and now they are colluding with people from the Federation. The evidence is solid. Please kill the criminal Garcia immediately. Lawrence."

"It's not Garcia." Ice Wolf stared affectionately at Garcia's flagship: "If there is only one person in this universe who will not betray Okan, that person must be Garcia."

"He regards this empire as more important than me, and he will never betray Orkan."

"Your Highness, now that the facts and evidence are all there, he can't quibble!"

"No evidence is needed, I am the evidence!"

Zilaer was about to go mad, how could he meet such a reckless master: "Your Highness, as the crown prince, you openly protect the traitor in front of everyone, aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of the soldiers?" ?”

The starship under Ziler's subordinates also blew their horns twice to express their protest.

The huge silver giant wolf stared at Zilaer's flagship with its head held high: "I am his owner. According to Okan's law, the owner has no right to interpret independently. All matters related to him must go through the owner. consent."

Quentin leaned forward slightly: "So, Governor Ziller, if you have any questions about the case involving Garcia Lawrence Fred, let me explain to you."

"Also, you are just the governor of a province, and Garcia is a general of the Imperial Army. His official position is higher than yours. You have no right to interrogate Garcia."

"According to the law of Okan, the principle of avoidance of the officials involved, you, as a suspected suspect in this case, will also be subject to investigation! After the battle here is settled, I will take you back to Hagrid and bring you together with the military and the cabinet to try this matter." case."

The expressions of all the people present at this time are: =口=

Damn, they must be opening it the wrong way!This world is fantasy!

Stunned, Nick even got up from the ground and tore open the collar of Garcia's military uniform.

A small purple flower lies quietly in the beautiful bone socket.

With tears in his eyes, Nick hugged Garcia's thigh and didn't let go, as if my good cabbage was taken away by someone else's pig.

Garcia looked at Quentin not far away, tracing Quentin's eyebrows and eyes inch by inch with his slender fingers.

The gurgling love is like a winter hot spring, permeating his heart, soothing the grievances in his belly.

There was a secret smile on the corner of Garcia's lips, which he didn't even notice.

Even if people in the whole universe don't believe in you, I will still stand by your side and protect you from wind and rain.

This guy is not afraid of being beaten to death if he shows his affection openly on the battlefield.

Quentin is still at odds with Ziller.

"Governor Ziler, the letter you just said is a personal letter from Garcia to Bale, is that right?"

Zilaer was drumming in his heart, but his imposing manner became even more majestic: "Of course, his adjutant confessed it himself!"

Quentin's eyes flashed brightly: "Zillar, remember to do your homework in advance the next time you plant someone else."

"That's not what Garcia wrote at all!"

"The letter was signed on the fifth day of September, that is, three days ago. At that time, Garcia and I were holding a coming-of-age ceremony. The place was on a barren hill on the outskirts of the city, and half of the hill was chopped off by a peacock."