Him and their stars

In Starfort D-14 in the Gibraltar galaxy, a small fleet consisting of four light cruisers, six destroyers and fourteen assault ships is undergoing final preparations.

Ah, no, there is no such thing as a light cruiser. It is just an armed cargo ship converted from a ranger-class high-speed cruise ship.

At least, that's what's recorded in the Blue Star Community's naval ship data.

In addition, the top management of this newly established fleet is also having its first meeting in the conference room of D14 Star Castle.

"Okay, starting today, the New World Patrol Strike Fleet affiliated with the Military Command Headquarters has been established! The fleet number is still 13! Our home port is designated as the New Lushun Star Port in the New World, and the D14 Star Fort here."

Captain Eleanor Bonaparte, the newly appointed deputy commander of the Thirteenth Fleet, looked at the young and powerful officers present and felt a sense of happiness that was about to reach the pinnacle of life.

A considerable part of this fleet is made up of new recruits and recruited pirates - pirates have to serve in electromagnetic handcuffs for a long time - the officer corps is also very young, but she is not worried at all.

Eleanor thought as she scanned the faces of the young people sitting on one side of the long table and silently recited their names.

"Qiu Mingshan Hachiman! Meng Jiao! Simon Vayali! Li Baolu! Martha Daken! Anton Koshan... and Xiao Ina!"

Either they were Eleanor's apprentices, or they were already part of a group of heroes who had proven themselves in previous Navy Day events. Of course, this does not mean that they will definitely become real heroes in the cruel actual combat in the future, but at least they must be the young people in the entire community who are most likely to grow into real heroes.

When she thought of this, the senior sister's eyes gradually changed... well, for such a heroic beauty like her, it was obviously full of longing and enthusiasm for the future.

For a war fanatic like her, what could be more fulfilling and happy than building a "own fleet" from scratch?

Ever since, except for Ina Silika who was still in a daze, everyone felt a little restless when they came into contact with the senior sister's eager eyes.

By the way, Miss Lieutenant Ina Silica was already prepared to be in a daze throughout the meeting. Anyway, she could not understand all the military meetings so far.

The official number of this new fleet is indeed the Thirteenth Fleet, but it is already considered an independent fleet directly subordinate to the headquarters. Theoretically, its military and political level is even the same as that of the First Fleet (Home Fleet) and the Third Fleet (Outer Rim Fleet), which are huge groups including millions of personnel and more than a thousand warships.

Although Marshal Paris has not yet officially assumed the position of head of the Military Command Headquarters, the Military Command Headquarters has already begun to implement his will.

In just one week, this newly formed small fleet received four new Franz 4 destroyers and eight Warhammer 6 assault ships. And all of them are new ships that have just completed testing for less than a month.

Some people in the Outer Rim Fleet, who were originally waiting for the new ship to be launched, even said, "We are just disgraced yellow-faced women, and that small fleet is the new little wife of Father Paris."

Call it whatever you want, in a short period of time, this small fleet was formed.

In the decisive frontal fleet battle between the galactic powers, the power of this fleet can at best act as a guerrilla force, but in Eleanor's view, this is the perfect start.

There will be aircraft carriers, there will be battle cruisers, and there will be fearless ones one day. She said to herself, and then introduced everyone to the main seat, the only general present, with a smile.

"Welcome our new commander, Brigadier General Stephen Markloff. Ask him to come and speak to us."

When Eleanor said this, she couldn't help but twitch her lips. This was the only place where she felt uncomfortable. However, she is just under twenty-six years old this year, and she was only promoted to colonel at the beginning of this year. Although this is a universe where generals in their twenties are flying all over the place because of extraordinary power, nobility, blood theory, and the interference of the will of the universe, and marshals in their early thirties do exist. But no matter what, it was impossible for Eleanor to become a general immediately and serve as the commander of a fleet.

Brigadier General Marklov, who was sixty-five years old this year, stood up with a grimace and glanced at the whole place. He found that more than 90% of the officers present were his grandchildren, and his expression became even more bitter. He looked at the few old men of the same age present at the scene, such as Lieutenant Colonel Kong Qingyu and Lieutenant Colonel Lapon, as well as his two old partners who had taken office after he took office. He didn't know if there would be any drama in the future, Chief of Staff Colonel Finn. And the chief navigator Colonel Carlos, who I don’t know if he will have any lines in the future.

From now on, we old guys will probably have to huddle together in this "kindergarten" to keep warm!

Holy Spirit of the Universe, how come I, an aircraft carrier captain who has applied for retirement, became the first commander-in-chief of such a new "experimental fleet"? If I had a choice, I would rather retire on my beloved Lexington!

However, Marshal Paris personally communicated with him and said: "This is a newly formed fleet. The ships and people are very young. Young, so they are hot-blooded, so they are full of passion, so they can create Dazzling achievements that we can't imagine. However, just because we are young, we can also be too passionate and make things get out of hand. That's why we need a steady veteran like you to help!"

"Sir, I have applied for retirement!"

"Anyway, it's just a few more years of work. Don't you want to enjoy the treatment of a general after retirement?"

"Thanks to you, oh, yes, and to Captain Yu Lian, in the Battle of the West End System, the armored aircraft carrier Lexington commanded by me accomplished the great feat of jumping out of gangs and defeating generals first. So, my officer is here I already got a general star in the new year!"

For "non-professional group" officers like us who were born as fighter aircraft operators, this is an absolutely perfect career! Otherwise, why would I apply for retirement? Brigadier Marklov thought.

"Then let's get another general star before retiring. Anyway, no one will have too many of these things." Marshal Paris made the decision without explanation.

Ever since, Commodore Marklov, the former captain of the USS Lexington, who had fought side by side with our protagonist during the Battle of the West End System, became the commander of the newly formed Thirteenth Fleet.

So, what should I do to have some fun years before retirement that won’t shorten my life?

Thinking of this, the old man already had an idea.

"Thank you everyone. Whoever, please turn off the recorder first. Today we are not a strict combat meeting, it is just a meeting. Everyone, please relax, I am also happy to tell everyone what is on my mind."

Brigadier General Marklov, who was wide and fat, glanced around and showed a kind and kind smile like Santa Claus. He made eye contact with almost everyone for a second or so, trying his best to convey his goodwill.

"Everyone can see that this is an experimental force. What it wants is rapid maneuvering and deployment between the homeland and the New World. Therefore, most of the people here are very imaginative and are not influenced by common sense and prejudice. The young talents who are restrained. As an old man, to put it bluntly, I am going too far, so that the congressmen and the men on the National Defense Committee will not be inexplicably surprised. You also know that once the men encounter something that is beyond their common sense, they will always It will be overly stressful.”

Everyone is laughing. Any joke made on the people above will always resonate, and it can really bring everyone closer together.

"So, this fleet still needs to divide the work. I will take care of the daily life. If you have any troubles, just come and discuss it with me. Regarding combat and training, hehe, I am older. I don’t have enough energy, so I can only take a rough look at the situation. All specific matters are still the responsibility of Colonel Bonaparte... ugh, and everyone on the staff."

Thinking of this, the old man used the corner of his eye to glance at his old partner, Captain Finn, the current chief of staff of the fleet, and gave him a covert look.

clear! In the future, I will leave the job of the staff department to the "Moon Man" guy who wears glasses and is full of bad ideas at first glance. I will just be a mascot who does not speak and only stamps his seal.

Colonel Finn also conveyed the above meaning with his eyes.

The two have been working together for more than thirty years, so of course there is such a tacit understanding.

Akinayama Hachiman vaguely felt something, and couldn't help but push up his glasses again. He felt that since the day he inexplicably received the transfer order to the Thirteenth Fleet, his living conditions seemed to be getting further and further away from what he thought.

Eleanor was a little overjoyed. She didn't know how sincere the old man was when he said these words, but when she saluted and shook hands with him, she was also much more sincere.

Ever since, the first meeting after the establishment of the Thirteenth Fleet ended in such a successful way.

However, after the meeting, Eleanor Bonaparte found the old man in private and proposed to equip some VX-type space shock bombs.

"This weapon is a product of counter-research of anti-matter technology, but it has little actual combat value in fleet warfare. It is mainly used to deal with some large military targets with complete defenses during orbital bombing... Colonel Bonaparte, according to the command The plan, our next step, should be to go to the far coast system for the first fleet training, right? It would be better if we can meet pirates and smugglers. What do you want these for?" Fighter maintenance division and equipment engineer Brigadier General Marklov was born, and he was indeed a knowledgeable weapons expert.

This kind of space shock bomb is of course not as powerful as a neutron bomb in terms of ground cleaning power, but its operating principle is to extract zero-point energy from deep space and use it for material destruction, which has the effect of breaking the ground penetration and causing space shock. It is naturally very useful for dealing with large military targets with extremely strong defenses.

"Maybe we can catch some smugglers hiding in the far shore nebula or a certain asteroid base. At this time, we need to use this weapon to attack the enemy!" Eleanor explained seriously.

I won't tell you that Yuri just sent me an encrypted email. Eleanor thought.

I believe you just saw a ghost! This is a secret base for pirates and smugglers. It would be strange if you don't grab a big one! Brigadier Marklov thought.

Although he was so slanderous, he also agreed seriously: "...Well, what you said makes sense! I will apply to the Outer Ring Military Region to allocate some space shock bombs to us."

At the same time, on the planet New Seville, after Yu Lian ended the communication between the two technical geeks, he quickly sent an encrypted email to his senior sister.

He felt that as a leader, he had done a lot of work today, and he suddenly felt a little complacent.

Someone once said that as long as you learn to fill out forms, assign tasks, and hold people accountable, you can be a good leader.

Yu Lian felt that although he had not fallen to this level, he still had to do basic skills such as assigning tasks.

"The technical staff are still limited! Sure enough, it's because you want to do too much, and you're taking too big a step, is it hurting your XX?"

Yu Lian thought about it for a while, and immediately thought of sending a letter to Uncle Karl who was doing repairs on the new Yumen. I have seen this old man's craftsmanship before. Even if he doesn't have the power of "I Xun Si" like Eisen Tamir, a novice who will become famous in later generations, as an executor, it couldn't be more perfect.

If Eisen and Tamir are serious about recharging their batteries, they really need a caretaker.

...Forget it, let’s wait until the Red Star Institute becomes regular. The old man is working as a maintenance captain in Xinyumen City. There is no danger but he still has an iron job. If he directly asks people to change jobs, it will only make things difficult for the old people.

In addition, on the senior side, if an experienced but unambitious veteran like Marklov serves as the over-chief, she should be able to keep an eye on her. If it doesn’t work, wouldn’t there be double insurance like Hachiman?

Well, a natural-born hot girl is paired with a natural-born old bastard. Is there any better partner in the universe?

However, Commodore Marklov is actually an expert in aircraft carrier warfare. He only has a few rangers that can only carry one or two squadrons of fighter aircraft. It is really a waste of his ability. Yu Lian also hopes that his old man can train Bao Lu and his girlfriend to become excellent aircraft carrier combat commanders before retiring.

It is common sense that excellent carrier-based aircraft pilots have the potential to become excellent aircraft carrier commanders. What's more, Li Baolu's future reputation as "Forward Eagle" will not be entirely based on the pilot's performance.

All in all, the Thirteenth Fleet, the New World patrol strike fleet, has a lot to do!

I have to think of a way to avoid the "New Continental Arms Limitation Treaty" and get an aircraft carrier... Speaking of which, converting a mail ship into an aircraft carrier is also a traditional skill for people like me, right?

Shi AA probably listened to the entire communication with the Earth side. Seeing that Yu Lian was deep in thought, he took the initiative to send a communication signal.

"I must remind you that in terms of research, we can only do auxiliary work. This is also the reason why I was originally created! In terms of research, we are good at calculations and the construction of existing information... But I’m not good at imagination and creativity.”

I know this too! I read it in Miss Allenda's "Notes on Slug Breeding". In addition, I feel that if it were not for this reason, you would be dead long ago.

"It seems that neurons can't replace the brain!"

"I, I also think that because you mammals use your brain to think, you have too many meaningless thoughts. That's why you are more susceptible to hormones and dopamine... I'm sorry, I got carried away!"

Yu Lian took back the vinegar he just took out, saying that as long as this bug maintains such a consistent style, future communication will be very smooth.

"Speaking of which, you have been in this galaxy for a little over two hundred years. Do you know anything about the Far Coast Nebula?" Yu Lian asked.

"Far Shore Nebula? Oh, that's what you call it! The natural environment there is indeed very dangerous, and there are almost no jump paths. Therefore, Count Salvin often sails there alone, and he and some mysterious people Friends meet up.”

"..."

"I feel that your smile now is very dangerous. Is it due to excessive secretion of hormones and dopamine?"

Yu Lian closed the test tube, withdrew his spiritual derivative, looked at the time, and found that it was already after five o'clock in the morning. Naturally, I couldn't sleep anymore, so I just closed my eyes and rested my mind for a while.

In fact, he must not have felt tired at all.

By the third level, he has become less and less like a human being, and with the "Source of Life" permanent buff that makes him energetic, it is estimated that even if his liver is damaged for a whole week, it will not be a big problem.

However, Yu Lian also knows that occult fatigue is actually very anti-scientific and unconventional. In most cases, it is very hidden. By the time you really realize it, it is already too late. Therefore, all experienced extraordinary people will tell the younger generations to rest more when they can, and eat and drink as much as possible when they can eat and drink.

Anyway, they are extraordinary people, how can they still suffer from gastroenteritis?

Yu Lian closed his eyes and rested while digesting the new extraordinary abilities in his mind. He "rested" until after seven o'clock, then got up and went to the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel to have breakfast.

As the saying goes, there is a time to eat. This is the law of healthy life. Just because you just had a seafood barbecue and wheat soda three hours ago, you can't disrupt your established life routine.

Breakfast is a buffet, and because it is the official guest house of the Garrison Command, the variety and taste of the meals are quite good.

Yu Lian ate six more slices of toast, three fried eggs, three slices of fried bacon, a bowl of meat porridge, a plate of fruit salad, a small chocolate cake, plus a glass of milk and a glass of juice before he felt satisfied.

By the time he changed into his uniform and went out, the orderly sergeant whose name was not important and the sergeant's lady guest tour guide were already waiting for him.

"Captain, today's itinerary is to meet with the leaders of the militia organizations in various regions and have lunch together! In the afternoon, we will check the preparation and training status of the militia organizations. Because according to the original plan, we will observe them tomorrow The actual combat exercise situation, so today I should be staying at the militia organization department of Yuewan City." The non-commissioned officer with a face value of 2 and a guest tour guide said in a sweet voice. She has now started to work as a guest secretary.

"Understood!" Yu Lian smiled and said: "In addition, please apply for a transport boat from the headquarters. After the exercise ends tomorrow, I will rush to the planet Lumina."

The two noncommissioned officers quickly exchanged glances. The male noncommissioned officer who was working as a serviceman and driver hesitated for a moment and said: "...the general headquarters for the suppression of the Lumina rebels is located at the R4 orbital space station above the planet Lumina. superior."

Suppress the General...

Yu Lian rolled his eyes in his heart, but on the surface he smiled pleasantly and said: "I understand, but I really need to go to the site to investigate. Don't worry, I have already made peace with Brigadier General Lu Ben and them. You can do that Just report it up."