Him and their stars

Yu Lian personally felt that he had solved a lot of problems in the virtual world, but when he turned around, he saw that only three minutes had passed in the real world. In that world made entirely of spirit particles, the concept of space was meaningless, and the passage of time depended more on self-awareness. It is said that if someone can really use their spiritual power to build their own world in the virtual world, they can really "live a year inside and a day outside", thereby achieving a certain sense of immortality.

This is probably because the master is so powerful and likes to stay in the dojo in the virtual realm for a long time.

Yu Lian did not dare to follow suit.

Because of his "etheric body", the aura of the virtual world is very friendly to him, and returning to the virtual world feels more like going home; however, just because it is too friendly, he is afraid that he will linger and forget that he is still a human being in the future. Really human.

Only three minutes had passed, and of course the banquet was far from showing signs of ending, and the Imperial Army on the opposite side certainly had not taken the opportunity to attack. Yu Lian felt that maybe he should go and chat with Mr. Vice President, and then follow Lilia's instructions and go back to have a rest.

However, before he could return to the banquet hall to say goodbye to everyone, he saw General Sylvester standing at the back door of the banquet hall. When he saw himself appearing, he quickly came over to greet him.

Obviously, the old senior had been waiting for him just now.

"Military information ahead. Marshal Ikenluojia's fleet and the Titan of the Four Seasons have also arrived at T2." He got straight to the point.

"It's coming faster than expected. So, do you want to inform the Vice President to cancel the banquet?" Yu Lian behaved quite calmly. This was within his expectation, and of course he was not too surprised.

"For what reason? Tell him that we have just won a great victory, and the enemy on the opposite side has gathered three times more troops?" General Sylvester shook his head slightly and said solemnly: "No, Continue the banquet. Once it is cancelled, nearly five million soldiers on the front line will not be able to relax. They are also enjoying their own dinner. How can we ruin this?"

The number of troops stationed in various defense departments of the Said system, including fleet crews and marines, plus various militiamen and temporarily enlisted technicians and auxiliary personnel, has indeed exceeded 4 million.

Of course they couldn't all gather in this hall for the celebration banquet, but every soldier was given delicious snacks, desserts, victory cigars and wine. And, of course, there are the bonuses the Vice President promised during his address to the military.

For ordinary soldiers, happiness is actually so simple, low-key and simple.

Admiral Sylvester said: "In return for the Sky Survey Eye, the Four Seasons God stopped after arriving at T2. The Empire did not take any initiative, which means that they also have to lick their wounds. In any case, after a fierce battle, everyone I am exhausted both physically and mentally and need to be corrected. When the enemy is not coming, eat as much as you can and sleep as much as you can."

When fighting, quickly get into the state and stay focused, and when relaxing, quickly relax your mind. Such relaxation and relaxation are also the manifestation of an elite soldier. Yu Lian certainly agreed with this point.

However, he couldn't help but ask one more question: "There's no movement from the Thor on standby opposite?"

"There's no movement." The old senior said.

"Even if you know we are having a party here?"

Admiral Sylvester glanced at his partner and said helplessly: "Okay, I have followed your instructions and sent out the scene of Vice President Ye singing, in a wide-area clear code."

"Oh, let me tell you something. Mr. Vice President's singing voice is really good. He must have practiced it seriously before, right?"

"He said that he studied opera when he was a child, and turned to pop music when he was in middle school. He almost applied for the Royal Conservatory of Music in the Empire. Unfortunately, his family did not support him. Now he misses his friends in the band very much." It can be seen that the old senior and the But we still get along well with Mr. Vice President, and even the shattered dreams of his youth have been dealt with.

The admiral said expressionlessly again: "The video of your failed magic trick has also been sent out."

Yu Lian felt a little ashamed: "That's why I said that magic and psychic powers are completely different things. You have to let me go up and perform for everyone, have fun with the soldiers and so on, but why can't I be allowed to dance the sword? Woolen cloth?"

"I'm afraid that you'll be too excited when you perform the sword dance and tear apart our weapons. Moreover, the soldiers all think that your failure in magic is actually due to the effect of the show. Isn't the atmosphere at the scene very good?" The admiral spread his hands and said, He took out two cigars and trimmed them slowly while saying: "I personally think that these two videos are enough to provoke and lure the enemy. The empire has not been fooled, and it will not be fooled by other means. . Do you really think the Empire will be fooled?"

"...Even if we are not fooled, it will be a blow to the empire's military morale. Whether it is an individual, an army, or a country, morale has its limits. We have no advantage, so we can only do whatever we can." Yu Lianlian Passed the old senior's cigar.

The other party was noncommittal: "The latest news is that the Four Seasons God is also stationed in place and is building a semi-stable stronghold and space facilities in the T2 galaxy. Ha, it is the same as the Thor opposite."

Admiral Rosanaio led the Thor and its attached fleet and arrived at the battlefield 24 hours ago.

Then, for a whole day, the imperial fleet once again gained an absolute advantage in strength, but did not immediately launch a second attack on the fortress.

They didn't even carry out basic probing and harassing strikes. They just calmly deployed the fleet on the spot, assumed a defensive posture, and then started construction. They don't look like they are here to fight at all, but more like they are here to develop the galaxy.

Facts have proved that since the Empire can build a fortress deep in the Far Shore Nebula, its space construction level is even better than their shipbuilding level. In just twenty-four hours, a dozen signal relay towers, four groups (each group of one hundred) automatic array turrets, two repair platforms, and even a semi-stable energy receiving well had been laid.

Immediately afterwards, the imperial engineering ships used large rail-type materials and balance shaft surfaces to splice a stable and tight geometric frame at the entrances of the two gravity wells they controlled. At first glance, they thought they were laying the foundation for a building. of.

In fact, that's the foundation. A large space station, or the foundation of an interstellar fortress.

Looking at the current framework, of course the scale of the fortress cannot be the Empire's Qingtian Castle, and it is even far less than our own Seide Fortress, but it is indeed a fortress-level construction.

Currently, in addition to the main game in Said, the Earth's military has built a total of 4 sub-fortresses on the defense line of this system. But the empire is planning to build six at a time.

And now, updated news has arrived.

They also built 6 more in the T2 system next door.

This is a very standard space version of "strengthen the stronghold and fight stupidly."

"What bad news." The cigar in Yu Lian's hand exuded a rather high-end smell, but he didn't want to light it at all. He now really felt as if he was about to be overwhelmed by the steel mountain opposite, and he almost couldn't breathe.

"This is indeed bad news. They finally understand where their greatest advantage lies." Admiral Sylvester's expression also became solemn and depressed, completely different from the cheerful chat and laughter at the banquet a few minutes ago. people.

In just a few minutes, the expression and emotion can switch to another extreme. Those who know it understand that this is high emotional intelligence and improved emotional control ability, while those who don't know think it is a little bit schizophrenic.

He said: "You are right. As long as the Galactic Empire is determined to fight a war with overwhelming force, every victory we have may be a Pyrrhic victory."

Yu Lian was filled with emotion and surprise, and even felt a little sad. He never expected that senior Sylvester would be so good at talking. Could it be that he had been drained of his emotional intelligence by staying with the Vice President for a long time? Or was it because the Imperial Army's actions put such tremendous pressure on him that he immediately began to act abnormally?

"Aren't these your exact words? I just agree with you." He said again.

It can be heard that the old senior has to chat and laugh with politicians, but also has to bear the impact of enemy soldiers pressing down on the situation. The pressure is indeed quite high, and it is easy to understand that emotional intelligence is sacrificed to heaven.

At this time, I heard the latter say: "But, this is definitely not your fault! Since the enemy has left such a terrible mystical design in the fortress, we can't pretend to be confused? Using the trick is our best choice. "

"At least it's the last resort I can think of. Although there is indeed a lot of gambling involved. Fortunately, we won the bet, but I don't want to bet again." Yu Liandao.

"Now that we have won the victory, the empire should give up all the fancy surprise attack plans and just fight the war honestly. I have read military history. Although this nation is rich in crazy conquerors, in terms of tactical choices, the body shape They are still very soft. They never pursue the glory of defeating more with less, and are not willing to crush their opponents with steel and flesh.”

Fortunately, fortunately, although the old senior's emotional intelligence has declined rapidly recently, his mind has always been very clear.

"Indeed, as long as they can laugh to the end, they will be the only victors in history. This is the biggest bad news. The only thing I can't decipher is that the empire is fighting a stupid war with us." Yu Liandao.

"The good news is that once a stupid war starts, it will be protracted. We may be able to hold on with our defense line, and we can always push the empire to the point where it can no longer fight and is willing to negotiate." Admiral Sylvester said .

This is actually Yu Lian's current goal.

He sighed: "What I feel now is really like fighting a Void Realm lord with unlimited blood regeneration. No matter how hard I fight, I can't see the end. But now, I can only grit my teeth and persevere."

"But haven't you already killed many virtual lords?" Admiral Sylvester laughed.

Fortunately, Senior Sylvester's emotional intelligence finally came back. You know, it was because he spoke so nicely and seemed so reasonable that Yu Liancai always wanted to talk to him.

"So, you are a hero, and heroes shouldn't always wear this face. You don't want your subordinates to see you like this, right? Now you have to eat and drink and sleep for a long time. Sleep, and then fulfill your duty. My friend, you have done your best. No hero in human history can do better than you in your position. You have a clear conscience and you have caused harm to the empire. In order to achieve maximum damage, it is more appropriate to go into battle lightly.”

Admiral Sylvester really didn't want to see Yu Lian's low pressure, so he switched everything back to his kind and kind uncle-next-door mode and began to comfort him.

"Going into battle lightly, can you do the most damage?" Yu Lian seemed to have thought of something and fell into deep thought.

"Yes, maximum damage. After all, we are not fighting alone. Today we captured the Titan ship, which will surely give some confidence to those who are still waiting to see." The admiral said.

"Well, traveling lightly will do the most damage..." Yu Lian didn't seem to hear and was still deep in thought.

"I always feel that we are not thinking about the same thing." Admiral Sylvester said helplessly.

…

"What do I do now? Travel light?"

Nephi, the capital of the Free Galaxy Alliance, is located outside a crossroads on the outskirts of Gem Coast. Brigadier General Claire Belmont, who was sitting in a car, looked at the parade crowd gathered in the middle of the crossroads, blocking all avenues forward, and felt dizzy for a moment. It's huge.

Across the street from him is a conjoined building consisting of nine buildings. It is also the headquarters of the Alliance's Department of Homeland Security and the Foreign Intelligence Service. It is known as the "Nine Star Building" in the outside world.

On normal days, he could enter the parking lot of this building within half a minute by twisting the steering wheel. Then use the automatic slide rail to reach the deep berth, and finally take the direct elevator to the minister's office on the roof of Building D. The total time required is less than three minutes.

But now, he was blocked on the outskirts of the street. If the car tried to take a step forward, it might collide with the demonstrators.

The only thing he was glad about now was that he was driving a private car, not a car belonging to the Ministry of Armaments or the Ministry of Security.

Claire Belmont hesitated in the car for half a minute and pressed the terminal. Then, a simple gray coat fell down, covering his silver-black brigadier general uniform.

He put on a pair of plain glasses and got out of the car holding a handbag, looking like an ordinary real estate salesman.

Very well, most of the people marching did not notice him and were still holding signs and shouting slogans: "Eat! No war!"

"Work! Not war!"

"Stability! No war!"

Quite catchy. Claire couldn't help but think. But why didn't you block the Capitol and the Côte d'Azur in the city center, but why did you block the intelligence agencies? This is the intelligence department. No matter how mysterious or powerful it is, it is just a tool department that does things.

Just as he was thinking this, he saw Narrator that several of your pick-up trucks had already projected light screens in the air. Above the light curtain, it was the square outside the Capitol Building. It was also crowded, with at least a million people gathered. They kept pumping their fists and shouting the same slogans.

"We want pensions! We don't want war!"

"Develop! Not war!"

"We want the truth! No war!"

On and off the screen, it seemed as if they all converged into the same wave of sound, burning in the sky of the Gem Coast.

Krell suddenly realized that the city seemed to be shouting. He really hadn't noticed before that even Nephi, the most prosperous area in the alliance, had so many ordinary people living on the subsistence line.

At this moment, even he wanted to join the shouting crowd.

After all, he, Claire Belmont, was once a member of the glorious labor force! She is still a model worker of the dignified Tulong Factory!

"Hope! No war!" someone shouted beside him.

Creel finally couldn't help it anymore and joined the crowd, raising his fists high and shouting loudly: "Hope! No war!"