The virtual light curtain in the center of the war room is like a miniature universe.Sober's sculptural, slender figure stands still.Blazing stars, planets of different colors, misty nebulae and white quicksand-like asteroid belts were silently suspended in his chest, shoulders, waist and abdomen.And in front of his eagle-like eyes, the Siyo reconnaissance fleet was retreating under the siege of the bandits.The stereoscopic image, which is completely simulated by Skynet, is no different from reality.The number, size, and details of the appearance of the warships, as well as the routes of the fleet's movements, the flames of the explosions, and even the countless fragments that flew into the vast void, were captured by telescopes and radars, and displayed on the virtual screen in their entirety.Sober slowly paced around the fiercely fought battlefield in the light curtain.Battleships the size of thumbs and flying ants flew in front of his eyes, strangling fiercely.The criss-crossing energy cannons and the light of the explosions reflected on his face, flickering and dimming.In the war room, sixty or seventy stern-faced senior Western generals sat around the round conference table, their eyes moving with Sober's footsteps.Moore stood silently.Among the neat and shining stars, the rank of colonel on the shoulders of this round-faced staff officer looked unusually eye-catching.This is still his new epaulette after being promoted by leapfrogging.If you go back for a short time, he is just a major who can barely even enter the headquarters camp.White electronic shadowless lights illuminate the war room.In the light curtain, the battleship that roamed away and opened fire was making a final kill.The atmosphere in the war room became more and more solemn and solemn as the number of reconnaissance ships and frigates in the left flank theater became smaller and smaller.The generals stared intently at the light curtain.Moore appeared a little absent-minded.From time to time, his gaze would leave the light curtain and cast his gaze on the porthole in the corner of the war room.There, a little girl in little red leather boots sat quietly.She tilted her head slightly, her eyes half-closed, and the thousands of strands of stellar light filtered in through the porthole, shining on her fair and beautiful face.The long eyelashes fluttered slightly in the sun, and the thin pinna of the ears were slightly reddened as if they were transparent.She is so tranquil, so beautiful and lovely.She sat there quietly, like a mesmerizing picture, out of place in the slaughtering war room.On the light curtain, the last Western destroyer burst open under the siege of bandit fighters.Thousands of wreckage scattered.One of them flew into Sauber's pupil like a burning meteor.When it flickered into a strange bright spot in Sober's deep eyes, the battle was over.The suspended planet disappears.Nebulae, asteroid belts, and the dark curtain of the universe also dispersed.The bright central of the war room was restored, and Sobo stood alone."
Precise fit."
There was no expression on Sober's cold face.He spun around in place, ignoring the dozens of Western generals in front of him, but turned his gaze to Moore, who was the lowest rank, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Colonel Moore, you guessed it!"
”Moore was silent, standing solemnly.It seems that Sober is not praising himself.The atmosphere in the war room, which was almost frozen, became even deeper.Hearing Sober's praise of Moore, the Western generals had different expressions.They looked at Moore with mixed eyes, or turned their heads with disdain in a silent sneer.They did not know where Sober had found a major who was not of the upper class.In terms of cultivation and temperament, this staff officer with a round face is like a toad that is more beautiful than a swan compared to those noble and talented young generals in the Western Coalition Army.But on the way to the southeast, this guy is in the limelight!
Now, he has become the most common person around Sober.The degree of favor and trust even exceeds that of the familiar Major General Alessandro.This made the generals of the Western member states very uncomfortable.It feels like a dirty and smelly dirt hyena mixed in with a pack of noble lions!
It is said that after accurately predicting the defeat of Admiral Banning, this Colonel Moore foresaw the possible ambush of the bandit army on the left flank at the discussion meeting on the operational guidance of the three operations groups of the staff of the base camp to the forward reconnaissance fleet."
General Brazier."
In the silence, Sober stood with his hands in his hands, looked at a lieutenant general with a round face very similar to Moore, but had long lost his blood, and asked: "When the Third Operations Group of the General Staff submitted its analysis report, did it point out that the bandit army might use its stealth technology to set up an ambush on the left flank?"
”"Yes, General.It has been pointed out," Lieutenant General Brazier nodded tremblingly, and then said quickly: "However, it was proposed by Colonel Moore during the tactical discussion, and it was not approved by all the members of the group, and the final written report was not formed.Despite Colonel Moore's repeated insistences, the Third Operations Group removed this inference when it submitted its official analysis report......"
The earth-faced lieutenant general further explained: "...
Lieutenant General Carson, the head of the group, said that Colonel Moore was alarmist.He believes that until then, our army had been forcing the bandit fleet to retreat into the Twin Stars Corridor.And until our army stopped advancing, the bandit army was in retreat. ”Brazier said, hurriedly drawing a circle in the airspace of the confrontation between the two fleets on the interstellar map to mark it, and continued: "At that time, the Fijian alliance forces had not yet arrived.Therefore, Vice Admiral Carson believed that it was impossible for the bandits to foresee that we would form a confrontation here, let alone to set up an ambush fleet under the advance of our army.And after that, every move of the bandit fleet was under the surveillance of our fleet, so ......
"General Brazier, you made three mistakes. ”Sober coldly interrupted Brazier's explanation, "First, you are the officer in charge of formulating and providing battlefield reconnaissance support programs to the front-line fleet at the base camp.Lieutenant General Carson's opinion and Colonel Moore's judgment are only references, and the decision on whether to adopt them is in your hands!
”"Second," Sober's gaze became more and more cold, "after General Banning defeated Metis, I have raised the threat level of the bandit army to the highest level.Yin Jian is not far away, how dare you let the left-wing reconnaissance fleet carry out the battle plan of approaching the opponent's 500,000 kilometers to shield the battlefield?!
”"Third, a mistake is a mistake, and you should not shirk responsibility."
Sober said coldly, "You are not only arrogant, but also stupid!
Get out!
”In the war room, the generals were silent.Looking at Brazier, who walked out of the automatic door with a blank face, everyone knew that the lieutenant general in charge of battlefield reconnaissance and shielding operations was finished.Sober seldom disposed of his subordinates, much less in this way to demonstrate his authority.However, once you make a mistake, then you can feel his coldness.Moreover, he made a decision that even William III could not change.After Brazier's figure disappeared, Sober said to Alessandro beside him: "Order, remove Lieutenant General Carson from all positions, and wait for disposal."
The head of the third operational group of the General Staff was Colonel Moore. ”His gaze coldly swept over the surrounding generals of the Western Coalition Army: "The appointment takes effect immediately. ”All are awe-inspiring!
………… When Moore followed Sober into the spacious, simple office, he saw the little girl curled up on the sand again, looking out the window at the stars, saying nothing.The golden light seemed to have an infinite attraction to her, and she couldn't get tired of watching it quietly all day.Soon, though, the star's light was blocked by a moving fleet.The light in the office dimmed.Moore knew that it was the major fleets of the Western Covenant that had just finished their pre-war meetings and were moving.From now on, the direction of the blazing star will be obscured by countless warships and warplanes.Perhaps for a long time in the future, all the little girl can see is endless artillery fire and death.This is so cruel for a little girl!
Who was she from General Sober, and why did the General take her with him in such a war?
Moore felt like her head hurting.The curiosity about this quiet little girl even outweighed the panic and joy he had just been appointed as the leader of the third battle group.It took a lot of effort for Moore to keep his eyes from the little girl who made him curious.At the just-concluded operational meeting, His Excellency Admiral Sobo had declared the fleet in a state of imminent combat.The battle can start at any moment.And at this time, I was called into the office by the general, obviously not to explore the origin of a little girl, or to drink a cup of coffee."
What do you think of the combat effectiveness of the bandit army?"
Sober sat down behind his desk.Moore stood solemnly and was about to answer, but now Sober waved his hand at him, and turned his gaze to the sand, staring at the ......
Little girl?!"
He's here."
The little girl's voice was as crisp as a yellow bird, but it made Moore a little confused.It was the first time he had heard the girl in a pair of beautiful little red leather boots speak.He didn't know who she was talking about, but he knew that she was answering Sober's question—about the bandits!
It's unbelievable!
In astonishment, Moore saw the little girl turn around.She didn't look at Sober, but looked at herself with a pair of clear eyes with a little curiosity, "Otherwise, how could their route and coordination be so precise?"
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(To be continued)