Him and their stars

Chapter 1797 We need to make the best use of people

This is actually the most important part of the alliance's arms purchase plan.

President Nikita and this government are counting on regaining the ability to build their own dreadnoughts through the construction of the last two God-class ships. Of course, you can also use this to transform your own country's armed empire alliance into a pure alliance system with some self-produced and self-developed mixed-match styles from all nations.

But the problem is, how can it be so simple?

Regarding this matter, Luo Zeshi, as an armaments expert, had discussed this matter several times with his omnipotent commander. The final conclusion is that the Mars Shipyard may be able to obtain certain equipment upgrades, or it may be able to train tens of thousands of technicians with similar experience, but in the end it will only be able to build a ship hull or something.

As the most important core of large warships, everything from engines to energy terminals to main guns to radars, and even special armor plating, still have to be imported from the alliance.

Of course, even if this is the case, it is already the first step from zero to something. In these days, who didn’t start from the slipway first?

Start with the hull first, and then conduct reverse research and development on the remaining components step by step. As long as you find a way to prevent the Gon Guns from picking peaches, you can still click back on this technology tree in decades. .

However, it is obvious that Marshal Ferragut just wants to quickly make the beautiful memories of his youth a reality again, which is not at all in line with the objective development laws of affairs. But who can blame an old man who is stuck in his memories?

The memories of the elderly and the imagination of children are the same beautiful spiritual world, which cannot be broken casually.

After a brief silence, Marshal Ferragu, who had climbed from a cook to the top of the military, finally returned to reality.

"When I first joined the army, the Liberty Flag, the last Independence-class ship, stepped off the slipway. At that time, I was working as a security captain at the Mars Shipyard. I watched the gongs and drums of the shipyard and the huge crowds of people. I heard it with my own eyes. Marshal Li told us that the Mars Shipyard must start building its own Titan in twenty years. However, it has been almost fifty years and we no longer have the ability to build Dauntless. "

The inexplicable fire at the Mars Shipyard destroyed many people's illusions.

"Before the war started, who would have thought that there would be a Titan parked in the dock here?"

Luo Zeshi responded silently. He knew that the other party didn't actually want an answer.

After a moment, Marshal Ferragu came back to his senses and looked directly at Rozez, with deep emotions flashing in his eyes: "Lieutenant Colonel Rozez, you must be very familiar with the Independence, right?"

This is natural. Perhaps there is no one in the whole community who is more familiar with this ship than me. Luo Zeshi couldn't help but flash this sentence pattern in his mind, and he almost wanted to laugh out loud.

If that person were present, he would definitely say so.

However, Luo Zeshi does deserve this evaluation. When the ship was still called the Natural Crest, he was present during the battle to snatch the ship. He even wore armor and personally participated in the landing. He also participated in the subsequent repairs, repairs, transfer to the earth, and the final construction. Yes.

Now, the new leadership of the Independence is all installed by the princes of various factions, but only himself, the best friend of the "Dragon of Dawn", remains in office, and he is still a very important second officer. From this, It’s obvious.

As an elite socialite officer with high emotional intelligence and a well-known family background, Lieutenant Colonel Chester Rozes showed a responsible smile: "If you want to appoint me as captain, it is my duty to be a subordinate, but this is not in line with the personnel system. It will surely cause an uproar in the army, right?"

Marshal Ferragut smiled instead of being angry: "Ah, as expected of his subordinates, he should have such courage to sacrifice me for no one else! No, a real soldier should also have such courage."

He shook his head mockingly again: "This is a courage that people like me will never learn in a lifetime."

You are honored. You are the marshal of the community and a role model for soldiers. Luo Zeshi felt that if he said this directly, he might be suspicious of yin and yang.

However, before he could finish his words, Marshal Ferragut interrupted and said: "Lieutenant Colonel, I am indeed not a qualified soldier. I am just a dirty politician who got promoted through special management. Haha, even though I am wearing a military uniform, I am not a qualified soldier." I wear the marshal's scepter, but I know my background. My father and grandfather served the governor of the empire, and my father and brother served Mr. Mao. Then I had the opportunity to advance. Hahahaha, if old Paul hadn't been so handsome, maybe some people would have said that I got there by selling hooks. "In comparison, chef is already a very polite title."

Luo Zeshi said sincerely: "You are an excellent commander. Even if Commander Yu is here, he will say the same thing."

"Although he is a disobedient boy, he is still a good boy. Oh, Lieutenant Colonel, you are too." Marshal Ferragut was sincerely moved, and his subsequent self-deprecation made him more sober: "But me, I The same kind of people as them.”

He pointed at the blue star outside the porthole: "I know very well that whether to fight or not to fight this so-called battle to defend the earth is, in the final analysis, nothing more than a political show. My Titan...our Titan should be wasted. In such a battlefield? Lieutenant Colonel, what would he do if you were his first adjutant?"

Is this a sincere question, or is it someone else's will?

Luo Zeshi looked directly into the Marshal's eyes and hesitated briefly.

However, Marshal Ferragut did not wait for an answer. In other words, he didn't want a definite answer now, but suddenly changed the topic: "The alliance's advisors fought side by side with us to the end, and more than a dozen people died in the battle. They proved the friendship between the two countries with their blood. And the remaining Those under me are all talented people, and they are much better than the rabble under my command. As for Major General Claire Belmont, he is even more talented in martial arts and very handsome."

Luo Zeshi said: "He is a person who has the potential to become a great commander. These are the exact words of Commander Yu Company."

Marshal Ferragut glanced at the second officer of the Titan ship with a meaningful look in his eyes: "That's good. He has now boarded the Titan, and I didn't stop him. Lieutenant Colonel, if Brother Yu is here, everyone will definitely die. It’s used, you say?”

At the same moment, the mercenary Claire Belmont was walking in the corridor of the back cabin of the Independence with a brisk pace as if walking.

He is just a mercenary without official status. In theory, he should not enter the core of the community's largest battleship, but it is obvious that no one is prepared to restrict the movements of their group.

In fact, he walked through at least ten levels of checkpoints and encountered patrol robots and guards no less than five times, but no one raised any questions.

There was even an officer he knew, who claimed to be Colonel Rondel, and exchanged greetings with him.

"General Bei, are you going to board this ship too?"

"Uh... we are now mercenaries, obeying the orders of your country's National Defense Commission and Marshal Ferragut."

"Marshal Ferragut cannot live without you." Colonel Rondel nodded and said, "Doesn't that mean that I can always listen to your teachings again? I am looking forward to it very much."

Colonel Lundell spoke meticulously in business politeness, and then saluted meticulously in farewell.

Of course, when they were saying goodbye, Krel couldn't help but look at the other person's back.

Listening to that tone, it was like he was an old acquaintance. Perhaps he was a member of the local fleet, who had been on the New Asia front line with him and then was defeated and returned to Earth together. If this is the case, he can be regarded as an old comrade-in-arms.

However, it was difficult for Krell to be sure whether he knew this person for a while.

This uncertainty is enough for me to be very vigilant. Although Lord Claire Belmont is a cynical and fun-loving person, after all, he is also a psyker with a family background. Not only does his memory far exceed that of ordinary people, but he has also been systematically trained in intelligence. There is no reason why he cannot remember what he has seen. People who have passed.

What's more, the colonel is also a senior military officer, so he can't be a background character anywhere.

Is this Londel using psychic powers to distort his cognition? Krell made this judgment.

"So, whose will does he represent by showing up at this time? And what opinions are he planning to convey to me? Hey, is there anything you can't say directly? I don't know, Master, what I hate the most is the Riddler?" Belmont The eldest son of the family put his hands on his hips and looked at the distant earth outside the porthole, his eyes wandering:

"This hellish place on earth looks like a jar, but it's actually a deep well. Brother Yu Lian, if you want long-term peace and stability, you have to work hard."

Of course, no matter how deep the water in this jar is, it has little to do with me. Be wary, but Krell's first priority right now is not to compete with an unidentified Earth psyker. He put this little incident behind his mind for the time being and continued to move forward, soon descending to the second engine control room on the lower floor of the Independence.

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Of course, it is said to be the second "engine control room" of the Titan ship, but the atmosphere inside is not high-tech at all, and even a little anti-civilization.

Compared to the spacious spaces of the main power control room and several sub-engine rooms, this place does seem a lot darker. Although circuits and energy pipelines are also laid inside the walls and floors, and artificial light occasionally dances, the pedestal in the center of the house that seems to be made of ancient jade is naturally quite a dramatic scene.

This is a scene that should appear in a fantasy world like Gaboa OL, not a space battleship in the Galaxy Age.

Of course, Krell himself is emotionally stable. The Titan ships of the Alliance actually also had these nagging tunes, and he had seen them many times when he was twelve years old.

The stone platform is engraved with various complex and delicate runes, full of ancient charm, like the crystallization of some ancient wisdom that has been cut off.

The spiritual light quietly lights up in the direction of these characters, and shines into this dark and quiet room, just like the mottled stars in the night sky. Along with the extremely rhythmic flickering, the air in the room seemed to be becoming more solemn and grand. However, this is just Belmont’s own experience.

If you were an ordinary person here, you would be dazzled by the rhythm of the aura, but you would not be able to experience any changes in the aura. He opened his terminal, put on the glasses-like instrument, and scanned all the scenes in sight. The picture fed back by the terminal perfectly restored everything at the scene, except for the vivid halo that could not be captured.

Claire secretly sighed, "Sure enough," and carefully took out a piece of golden paper from somewhere deep in the gap of his waistband, pasted it on his terminal, coughed twice more, and then dialed the number. a number.

After the terminal rang three times, a small holographic half finally popped up, but it was none other than Amida Berenkeist.

"Oh? Isn't this Major General Claire Belmont, the defeated general?" She folded her hands expressionlessly, her eyes looking like she was looking at garbage.

Belmont closed his mouth and said distressedly: "Have I not already reported the specific situation? No one else can survive such a situation."

"So an entire fleet was attacked by a ship? Did the orange... female dragon become famous again?" Yani snorted coldly.

So do you blame me for being hung and beaten, or do you blame me for making King Su famous?

"Here, wasn't this imperial fleet also attacked by Brother Yu Lian hanging from a ship?"

Yani's eyes were suddenly filled with unspeakable sadness, as if she had seen a sad old mother who saw her son who was raised by her degenerate into a cowherd.

"Krel, Krel, I thought that an adult with sound mind and body should not engage in such a trick. Even the slightly ambitious Tassel Sandpiper wants to be a lord male, and not You should be addicted to the humble career of selling hooks. But look at you now, but you are not even as good as a clam. Are you really intoxicated by the flavor of the earth? ?”

Krel was completely humiliated, but he still retorted in a voice that was not very powerful: "This, this cannot be blamed on me... Even if it was not destroyed by King Su's ship, Her follow-up reinforcements will continue to arrive. I at least persuaded Marshal Ferragut to retreat decisively, and the fleet's organization is intact. How can I do my duty if I don't control these fleets? Ah, people are working very hard too.”

Yani smiled: "Yes, I know you tried your best, that's why I didn't order you to commit suicide to thank the world."

Why have you reached the point of committing suicide? Krell is not very good at judging this girl, ah no, this special defense assistant lady of the Azure Palace is joking. Anyway, as the situation in the community took a turn for the worse, and after Yu Lian and the dragon ship disappeared, her condition seemed a little unstable.

Fortunately, the current instability is only reflected in the harsh words. Generally speaking, Miss Bei's attitude is quite natural when dealing with business matters.

"How's that Titan doing now?"

Krell coughed and reported: "Their spirit sub-engine is encrypted with a secret configuration and cannot be photographed. I can only rely on my naked eyes and brain to memorize it. However, I can confirm that in terms of stability and endurance, It is indeed an era ahead of us. Yani, we have to admit that the empire is actually ahead of us in terms of military technology, especially in the combination of mysticism and science.”

Miss Bei admitted this frankly: "I know. Of course, the alliance's decision-makers also know. The reason why we can form a strategic balance with the empire depends on our size advantage. If we cannot play this advantage, we will not be able to compete with the empire." The empire will only suffer from confrontation. It is a pity that the alliance is in a turbulent moment. "

Speaking of this, Yani couldn't help but spit, gritted her teeth and said: "That little enemy really gave me a big eye-opener."

The leaders of the participating countries who fear you like a tiger should really see what you look like now. Claire wanted to raise his eyes and roll his eyes vigorously, but he didn't dare at all.

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