Interstellar Fairy Tale

The fourth planet of the Muse galaxy, the capital of Mars, Hercules

As Commander-in-Chief of the Mars Space Fleet, David Soth had to take the urgent diplomatic letter from the Republic of Seth seriously. After a brief explanation with Chief Executive Martin, the military and the government issued documents at the same time, ordering the Cannon military fortress to assist the Royce artificial celestial body when necessary.

"Liu Xi, a young man with a keen intuition, has the smoothness of a veteran politician. He knows when to persevere and when to let go to seek help. It's a pity that a shrewd and cunning wolf needs the same group of brainless wolves. Stupid pigs are in the company."

Although David South disliked Chief Executive Martin, he agreed with the comment. If it wasn't for the staff of Terry, the commander of the Cannon Fortress, David South couldn't believe that the Seth people in the Royce artificial celestial body would be so stupid.

"That fleet is too large," David South's big white-gloved hand opened the virtual screen, and what appeared on it was a dauntingly large black fleet. The Kanon military fortress has not had direct contact with the Golden Empire fleet, but Commander Terry sensed the ferocity of this fleet hidden under the veil with the intuition of the soldiers. Preparing for a rainy day is not the same as worrying about the future. Commander Terry understands the difference between the two very well. At the moment, Martin and David admire Terry's keen intuition, and they are also proud of Mars for having such an excellent soldier.

"Lord Commander, if it's you, can you tell me, what are the odds of winning against these enemies from alien galaxies, or should they be said to be future enemies?"

David South shook his fingers, "Less than 30%."

"How is that possible? Mars has the best soldiers!"

"Bragging and overreaching have never been the style of Mars soldiers. This is what every Mars person should know, Lord Consul."

"All right."

Martin touched his nose in embarrassment, but he was still a little worried about David's 30% chance of winning. Although the number of opponents is huge, it is not enough to destroy the Mars space fleet, right?

Martin did not hide his suspicions from David South, nor was it necessary. Although the entire Mars knows that the commander-in-chief of the cosmos fleet and the chief executive have always been at odds, it is fortunate that the two are both private and public. remain consistent. This result is largely due to the innate sense of responsibility and honor of the Mars people. They can hate a person, hate a person, even the head of state! However, they must adhere to a code of ethics and values. This is what Seth calls rigid dogma.

This rigid behavior can sometimes make Mars people seem inflexible, but most of the time, it makes them more aware of what they should do and what they must not do. Just like David and Martin, even though they wanted to beat each other up a moment ago, now they can sit down and discuss the disaster this time for the entire Muse galaxy due to the stupidity of the Seth people.

"Sir Consul, Mars' space fleet is very powerful, but we must admit that this is only within the scope of our knowledge. For this fleet, we can't judge by previous standards at all. According to Crete's Reports, and intelligence from Seth, we must believe that this fleet was able to lie dormant outside the Muse system for months, while hiding most of its power, until some unknown reason tempted them to show their fangs What was their purpose in coming to the Muse System in the first place, we have no idea. Why did they use the survivors of the Fourth Fleet of Seth as an excuse - or that the Fourth Fleet was their victim? Of course, this It's just speculation. The Seth people had a chance to know, but they squandered this opportunity." David Thorston paused, looking at Martin with a serious solemn expression, "I believe, Muse The galaxy must have something they want, and, probably, something very precious!"

precious thing?

Martin was lost in thought, too, and neither he nor David could think of what attracted this terrible fleet.

Fortunately, the document signed by David and Martin had already been sent to the Canon Fortress by David's adjutant Joe. Commander Terry received this order as soon as he received the order. Hansen, commander of the Eighth Fleet, and the two colonels had long expected the arrival of this order. So far, although Mars and Seth have been in constant friction, they both understand that their ancestors came from the same planet. Even if the Seth people foolishly brought wolves into the house, the Mars people, after receiving the diplomatic letter from Liu Xi, are still right. Their neighbors lent a helping hand.

"Prove to Seth's group of soft-footed shrimp what a soldier is!"

The artificial celestial body of Royce also received the news that the Kanon military fortress would help them. Although they did not want to admit it, most of the people in the celestial body were relieved, including the Ninth Fleet that had just arrived.

Celestial Commander Roger appeared in front of the Celestials in uniform. Even though he knew that the small flight capsule thrown by the Golden Empire fleet would be a trap, he still couldn't watch the Seth soldiers in the small flight capsule floating in space.

Roger hesitated for five seconds, and then issued an order to the controller on the tarmac to accept the flight capsule. However, these arriving flight capsules could not enter the interior of the Royce celestial body, and could only stay on the apron until the other party The fleet attacks, or leaves.

"It's a joke!"

Captain Karan, who was in charge of tarmac dispatch, communicated to Commander Roger how stupid and unacceptable the order was.

"Lord Commander, this is clearly a conspiracy! It's a trap! You can't let those flight capsules land, they are likely to be packed with particle bombs!"

"Captain, this is an order!"

Captain Karan stood in front of the communication device with clenched fists, his face contorted with anger, looking at the screen that had been cut off. He could almost guess why Roger would give this order, go to his humanitarianism, what can't ignore life! It was clearly the political factor in this man's mind at work! He was only afraid that if he abandoned these pods, he would leave an excuse for his political enemies to attack him.

"Don't tell me, Lord Commander, that if Royce is lost, let alone his political career, he won't even be able to save his life!"

"you are right."

A slightly unfamiliar voice sounded behind Karan, Karan turned around, and in front of him was Captain Elfy holding a laser gun in one hand.

"El Fey? How are you…damn it! I should have thought of that!"

Karan roared, this matter was a conspiracy from the very beginning!

Elfy looked at Karan expressionlessly. When Karan tried to draw out the laser gun, he pulled the trigger, and a beam of white light instantly penetrated Karan's body.

Karan opened his eyes wide and covered his chest with one hand. Before he could realize the pain, he fell heavily to the ground. Bright red blood flowed out of the wound and slowly infiltrated. Karan propped up his head with the last strength and looked at El Fei, "Why?"

The answer given to him was that a beam of laser light penetrated his head, and the blood flowers and splashes of white brain plasma were brought into his eyes like a slow-motion replay. At the last moment of his life, Karan still did not get the answer he wanted.

Elfy didn't look at Karan again, walked to the console, pressed the red button in the corner of the console, and cut off the connection with the celestial master brain. The ten fingers danced in front of the operating table, input a group of commands to receive the flight cabin from outside, and opened the channel connecting the celestial apron with the interior of the celestial body, and then pressed the communication transmitter on the right ear. Karan's body lay quietly at his feet, the dark red blood gradually condensed, silently.

At this time, the golden fleet that had already released all the small flight capsules and received the message from Elfei, just like the pirates who were already gearing up, began to show their claws to the combined fleet of the Muse galaxy assembled on the edge of the route.

Soran Edrich sat gracefully in the command cabin. On the huge screen were Admiral Ida and Lieutenant Metz, who were in charge of the left and right wings of the fleet, as well as the commanders of their subordinate units.

Just like before the start of every war, Soran Edrich looked at the generals on the screen with icy blue eyes, and his fingertips that were so white and transparent rubbed the complicated patterns on the armrest of the chair, "Everyone, I am loyal to you. And tough no doubt. So, don't let me down."

"As you order, Your Highness!"

At 16:23 pm on April 6, 1128, the Galactic Calendar, the war that will unveil another page in the history of the Muse Galaxy is about to start.

Before the particle cannon ripped apart the darkness of the universe, neither side of the exhibitor thought that this war would have such a huge and far-reaching impact on both sides.

The killing movement began to play, and the destruction of life was only for a moment.