Mecha: Return of the Pioneers

Chapter 957 Desla’s entertainment show!

Between the millennium of the Gamilas Empire and the 103rd anniversary of the establishment of the Desla regime, a series of celebrations were held on the Gamilas Empire's home planet, Gamilas. Before the celebrations began, President Albert Desla delivered a speech.

After the speech, it was time to meet with important officials from various agencies of the Gamilas Empire.

This was something Albert Desla was already accustomed to.

After all, as the president of an empire that controls countless planets, this is the basic skill that he should be accustomed to and familiar with.

However, this time the commemoration was different.

In order to gain a little interest in this ordinary and boring commemorative event.

Albert Desla prepared things a little.

Just like his opening remarks before countless people of the empire, Vice President Redf Heath first congratulated the Empire President Albert Desla as a representative of the empire officials, and spoke highly of the great feat that Gamilas had accomplished so far - the unification of the Magellanic Cloud.

Looking at the summary made by Vice President Redford Heath and the projection screen above his head, Albert Desla narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly shook the wine glass in his hand.

To others, the president who controls the empire is feeling complacent about the great foundation that the empire has laid so far.

But in fact, President Albert Desla, who was looking at the projection screen above his head that was demonstrating the empire's recent developments and its expanding territory, was just looking at what was behind the projection screen - the famous mural that has been passed down in the Gamilas Empire to this day and has become the spiritual pillar of countless people in the Gamilas Empire.

A mural depicting the gods of Iskandar guiding the people of Gamilas towards civilization and the universe.

As he stared, the President slowly closed his eyes and listened to the reports from Vice President Redf Heath and Minister of Munitions and Defense Berti Taran.

Perhaps he was proud of the remarkable achievements that the Gamilas Empire had made under his leadership so far.
Perhaps he was recalling the joy he felt when the powerful enemies he encountered were defeated by the Imperial Space Fleet he led during the Empire's conquest of the universe.

Maybe···
As the President closed his eyes, the corners of his mouth gradually curled up.

The reports from the Vice President and the Minister of Munitions and Defense were professional and accurate, but in this serious atmosphere, a rather passionate but somewhat discordant voice was heard.

The Director General of the Central Army, Helm Jelik, kept waving his fists, passionately shouting slogans for Gamilas' victory, and praising the great achievements of the President and the Gamilas Empire.

However, the President, who had his eyes closed, slightly opened them and watched through a tiny gap the performance of the passionate and enthusiastic Director General of the Central Army.

From his slogan,
From his actions,
Judging from his expression, the Central Army Director General was proud of the great achievements of the Gamilas Empire so far and was submissive to the command of the President.

However, after this emotional performance, I'm afraid that the Director General of the Central Army wants to take advantage of the situation and make a request to interfere in certain areas?
However, someone will eventually stand up and challenge him.

The President closed his eyes again, and he could hear the voice of Gal Dietz, the commander-in-chief of the Universal Fleet, arguing with Helm Jellick, who was standing next to him.

As the person in charge of fleet operations, Gal Dietz refuted Helm Jelik's exaggerated and unrealistic speech from a more pragmatic and appropriate perspective.

Helm Jellicle, unwilling to be outdone, fought back.

Unfortunately, the space fleet leaders led by Gal Dietz used facts and the more appropriate arrangement of letting General Demel, the most outstanding of the many generals of Gamilas, go to fight the foreign enemies. This silenced Helm Jerick, who had shouted the slogan of the invincibility of the empire and took advantage of the situation to propose that the Central Army participate in the foreign war. "That's it!"

After seeing that the battle between the Central Army and the Space Fleet had once again been decided, Albert Disla lightly put an end to the battle.

"Everyone, to commemorate this important day, and also to reward you for your great efforts for the empire, I have specially prepared some entertainment programs for you."

"Sideshow?!"

Many imperial officials were a little surprised and thought it was a song and dance performance specially arranged by the President. But in fact, the program content was announced by Misela Celestra from Gilel, a confidant of President Albert Desla and the only non-Gamilas among the high-ranking officials of the Gamilas Empire.

Images from the Empire's front lines.

Frontline footage featuring the fleet directly under the command of Galactic Operations Commander Glemuth Gale.

Planet Gliese 581.

Near this red dwarf star, located about 2 degrees north of Beta Libra and about 20.4 light-years from Earth, a lone space battleship is sailing towards a certain target.

And about one light second (30 kilometers) behind it, a pair of eyes full of resentment were staring at the space battleship sailing alone in the universe through an ultra-long-distance optical telescope.

"Report! Commander! A call came from the Gamilas Empire! The President and the officials of the agencies are watching here, and they are looking forward to the commander and his many soldiers winning glory for the empire!!"

The moment the news came, the eyes full of resentment suddenly changed, the resentment suddenly dissipated, and was filled with hypocritical fanaticism and loyalty. Glemut Gale raised his right hand and shouted loudly.

"Yes! Glemut Gale will bring glory to the Empire and the President! Long live Gamilas! Long live Desla! Long live the President!"

After saying this, Glemut Gale's expression became gloomy.

He waved his hand, signaling the communicator to go down, and looked at the adjutant next to him.

"How is the preparation of the new equipment sent by the President going? Well, what is it called?"

Unlike the enthusiasm he had just shown, at this moment Glemut Gale was racking his brains to recall the name of the new equipment that was sent to him.

"Commander. It's the Desla torpedo!"

"Oh! Yes. It's the Desla torpedo! With this thing, I will be able to sink that damn Terun (Earth) space battleship!! Then, I will be appreciated by the President!!"

Then, Glemut Gale couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"If it weren't for those incompetent bastards of Shuluz, how could he, a noble first-class citizen of Gamilas and commander of the galactic forces, Glemut Gale, be forced to such a miserable state of leading his own fleet to chase after a mere space battleship!!"

(End of this chapter)