Interstellar Fairy Tale

March 4, 1128, Galactic Calendar

The group of Madoff Military Academy arrived at the Canon military fortress. After a short rest, these students who had not really left the school gate were immediately required to abide by the routine and training time of the cruise fleet stationed in the fortress, including the accompanying instructors, without any exceptions, and violated discipline will also be severely punished.

The moment the five hundred and thirty-eight boys stepped out of the cruise ship, their identities changed instantly as the instructor said an hour ago, even the nine non-graduate students.

Mars people have iron discipline, which has been criticized by the Seth people. It is ironic that the people of the Republic of Seth ridiculed Mars' autocratic rule on the one hand, but on the other hand, they were troubled by the crime rate far higher than that of Mars' military regime. They hated Mars' almost strict laws and envied Mars's good social order.

Contradictory, but very reasonable. At least Mars will not appear in the streets every three days, so as to cause chaos within the country.

"The Seth are just a bunch of soft-footed cowards, undisciplined monkeys. Of course, they're better than the lazy parasites of Planet Gamma."

This sentence perfectly reflects the poisonous tongue of the Mars people.

Shang Ping sat in a corner of the restaurant, pushing the cream pudding in front of Austin to Austin, while listening to the resident soldiers of the fortress next door talking about the anecdotes in the fortress. When he heard the above comment from a brown-haired soldier with the rank of corporal, Shang Ping was almost choked by a piece of beef.

Picking up the napkin and wiping his mouth, Shang Ping thought, John should really let John listen to these people, presumably that big man will never make such comments about himself again. Compared with these people, he is as merciful as the Virgin Mary.

"Really don't like sweets that much?" Austin picked up the cream pudding pushed by Shang Ping, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and licked the corner of his mouth, "It tastes really good."

"But I'm not blessed to enjoy it."

Shang Ping shrugged his shoulders, finished the food in front of him, and looked at the time, "This afternoon is the actual combat observation of the graduates. We can move freely. Do you have any arrangements?"

"And you?"

"Ah, I'm going to see the adopter."

"So, then I'll go to the fortress library. I've been looking for a military treatise. I just found it from Zhinao. The library here has the first edition."

"See you tonight."

"it is good."

Austin nodded and continued to finish the rest of the pudding. The two picked up the plate and sent it to the washing station, pressed the button, and put the plate on the conveyor belt.

Shang Ping and Austin broke up in front of the restaurant. Austin stopped a land car, showed the student ID, and the land car turned around and drove to the library. Shang Ping immediately went back to the dormitory to take out the red wine he had bought through Austin's relationship, and asked the soldiers who served as guards in the fortress. Without permission, no matter who it is, it is impossible for anyone to travel unimpeded in some specific areas of the fortress.

"Colonel Edgar?"

The soldier who was stopped by Shang Ping happened to be from the Sixth Fleet. Seeing Shang Ping's black hair and black eyes, he remembered the cute baby that Colonel had been talking about all day before, and clenched his fist with one hand and patted it on the palm, "Are you a businessman? Ping? Colonel Edgar's cute brunette baby?"

Cute brunette babe?

The corner of Shang Ping's mouth twitched uncontrollably. He asked Uncle Edgar to change this ridiculous title more than once, but the handsome Colonel responded by hugging Shang Ping and throwing it into the sky.

The poor boy who was thrown dizzy, whimpered in his heart, should he still be called "baby" after the age of 30? Shang Ping dared not even dream of such a terrifying situation.

After checking Shang Ping's student's certificate and the certificate issued by the fortress clerk, Shang Ping was released, followed behind a soldier in charge of the security, and walked into the core central building of the Kanon military fortress. The Mars officers of the fortress are all working and resting in this square building with eighteen floors above ground and six floors underground.

The soldier pressed his fingerprint on the scanner in front of the gate, and asked Shang Ping to put the magnetic strip on the student's ID card on the device, and scanned Shang Ping's pupil at the same time. After the identity was verified, the gate opened.

Walking on the bright marble floor, Shang Ping thought with some wicked interest, if one day this building is hit by the enemy's laser cannon, perhaps the entire Kanon military fortress will be paralyzed. The enemies outside the fortress can easily occupy the fortress.

Although he was just thinking about it casually, Shang Ping shuddered at the thought. Even a student who hasn't graduated from Madoff Military Academy knows the truth. Wouldn't anyone in the Canon Fortress have thought of this? Or is the fortress' defense system so strong that it doesn't care about this hidden crisis?

Colonel Edgar had already received a call from the staff in the lobby on the first floor, and immediately rushed out of the lounge.

"My baby, uncle misses you so much!"

The conveyor belt transported Colonel Edgar to the lobby on the first floor. The handsome Colonel in a straight military uniform strode to Shang Ping, picked up the black-haired boy, and supported Shang Ping's body with one arm, as if holding a Children under the age of ten. With big hands rubbing Shang Ping's head, the joy on his face is obvious.

Although Shang Ping has lived with Colonel Edgar for fifteen years, he rarely sees Colonel Edgar in his neat uniform. At home, when Colonel Edgar is at home, he is always lazy and informal. It seems that, according to the words of the Colonel, since he is in his own home, it is too sad to have to ask himself the way he is in the army.

"Uncle Edgar, let me down."

After the initial surprise, Shang Ping noticed the stunned crowd in the lobby on the first floor. Those people almost fixed their eyes on Edgar's love for the black-haired boy in his arms. Not everyone knew that Colonel Edgar had a fifteen-year-old adopted son. In most people's eyes, This black-haired boy was more like Edgar's long-lost lover.

However, looking at the Madoff Military Academy uniform and the gem-encrusted collar pin on the boy, this boy is not yet an adult, right?

An underage lover?

"Colonel Edgar, you are committing a crime!"

The sharp accusation came from behind Edgar, a plump beauty with fiery red wavy hair.

Shang Ping lay on Colonel Edgar's shoulder and turned to look. The epaulette of the beauty's military jacket was white. Is this a military doctor? However, even though what this beautiful military doctor denounced was Uncle Edgar, why did he look at him in such an unfriendly way? He didn't offend this man, did he?

"Uncle Edgar, who is this?"

"Oh?"

Colonel Edgar was still immersed in the joy of reuniting with Baby Shang Ping after a long absence. He didn't hear the military doctor's accusation at all, until Shang Ping pulled his hair and turned his head, "Ah, that's the Eighth Fleet stationed in the fortress. Rowling, the military doctor with you, ignore her. Let's go, baby, uncle has prepared a present for you."

When the words fell, Colonel Edgar carried Shang Ping directly back to the lounge. Rowling, who was ignored from the beginning to the end, stood there with anger in his eyes, well, maybe there was a bit of jealousy mixed in.

Shang Ping was carried all the way back to the officers' lounge by Edgar. Along the way, he met a number of people of various ranks and ranks from the captain to the lieutenant colonel. Looking at the tall, valiant soldier, Shang Ping seemed to walk in. another world.

Colonel Edgar walked to the door of the lounge. After scanning his pupils, he saw Shang Ping's dazed look and asked, "What's the matter, baby?"

"nothing."

Shang Ping went to Colonel Edgar to let him go and brought a small bottle of Mars red wine that had been in his pocket to Edgar.

"Baby, you dared to break the law for your uncle, uncle is so happy..."

Shang Ping's head suddenly turned black. He didn't know whether to be happy for Ed plus proofreading his trust, or to be angry for the adopter's ignorance of the adopted son's criminal behavior. In the end, he could only choose to look at the sky silently. After the Colonel finished sighing and sat down on the sofa, he explained the origin of this bottle of wine one by one.

"...That's the way it is, so, Uncle Edgar, as your proud child, how could I possibly do something against the law? Absolutely not."

"Abetting others to break the law is also a crime."

"Uncle Edgar!"

"All right."

Colonel Edgar laughed and grabbed Shang Ping's fist, grabbed Shang Ping's shoulder, and messed up Shang Ping's black hair with his big hand, "Come on, baby, tell uncle, the one who is willing to be abetted by you to commit a crime What is the relationship between the poor boy and you?"

Austin Soth, who was looking up the list of books in the library of the fortress, suddenly felt a chill, frowned, and casually pressed the first-rank list on the light screen. It must be his illusion, right?

Royce artificial object

A black shadow flashed into the main control room of the celestial body at a fast speed. As an artificial celestial body controlled by the intellectual brain, the operator in the main control room only needs to monitor the operation of the main brain according to the set program, and does not need to spend any more thought. In this way, unless the Royce celestial body suffers a devastating blow, or artificially destroys the main control program of the intellectual brain, there will be no errors in the internal operation of the Royce artificial celestial body.

The speed of the black shadow is surprisingly fast, and it is not like what humans can achieve. After successively dodging the patrolling soldiers outside the main control room and the operators in the main control room, the black shadow silently sneaks into the cabin where the main brain is located. In front of the neatly arranged screens and consoles, as planned in advance, I took out a button-sized box and connected it to the main brain, and my fingers began to fly quickly on the console. The platoon operation program began to flash rapidly. At this moment, the alarm in the main control room suddenly issued a sharp beep, followed by the sound of neat and fast footsteps, and the shadow was quickly put away. The boxes of more than ten main control programs, propped up on the smooth walls, jumped to the ceiling, silently disappearing into the darkness like lizards.

When the soldiers in charge of the security guards broke into the cabin, only the normal functioning mastermind was left, and there was no sign of the intruder at all.

The soldiers used the scanner to do the most detailed search in the cabin. They did not miss any corners, but still did not search for any breath of life. They could only regard the triggering of the alarm as an accident.

After the door of the cabin was closed, the black shadow fluttered on the ground. The white light on the screen reflected half of the black shadow's face. It was the Captain Elfy of the Fourth Fleet who survived the catastrophe!