Chapter 1620
My Empire Chapter 1620
2021-10-15
Chapter 1620 1622 New SurnameAs a fresh graduate from the Academy, Commanding the Imperial Highest Space Fleet, Wen Senter is already an experienced veteran.
In countless previous exercises, he commanded his battleship against the computer-simulated Warden Battleship, and achieved an impressive record of 17 wins and 1 loss.
Hundreds of graduates like him, almost everyday all, graduate from this huge school, which itself is like a city that produces captains.
There are dozens of such academies in Alanhill. Everyday all such academies are recruiting new students, and every day they send away a large number of newcomers who have become captains.
I walked through the slender corridor like the internal structure of the battleship by myself. Everything in this school is designed to make the students adapt to the life on the battleship as soon as possible.
Narrow corridors, a more closed environment, and even the windows of the dormitory refer to the design on the battleship, only one of palm-size.
With his luggage on his back, Vincent once again felt the light and heat around him, he was already standing alone in the open space on a sidewalk, surrounded by endless crowds.
"The latest news is urgently inserted below. The watchmen force launched another attack near the Higgs 11 planet. The other party's attempt to surround the Higgs 11 planet was heroically smashed by our fleet. !" Above his head, in the huge hologram, the beautiful news host repeated heavily that he had just received important news.
Vincent squinted and looked at the strange things around him, trying to adapt to this familiar and unfamiliar world. More than a month ago, he was selected and entered this school. Now that he has graduated, everything outside the school makes him a little unfamiliar.
In the school behind him, everything is built and designed to imitate the battleship, including the completely enclosed cafeteria, including the puppet robots that can be seen everywhere, and every detail.
The fixed writing desk on the battleship, the fixed table and chair, and the clock fixed on the wall, those same decent and neat white military uniforms.
Now, standing on this street, looking at the crowds in normally loose and colorful clothes, and the service robots of all kinds of strange things, he suddenly felt that there is a kind of strangeness in this world. Very unreal feeling.
Although it only took a short period of more than a month to train in it, for Vincent, it can really be said to be like a lifetime.
One after another, the maglev car and the tram speeded past Vincent's head and in front of him, the huge city made of steel, the towering skyscrapers, everything made Familiar and unfamiliar.
"Bully intolerably! It's extremely shameless! How can they do this? How can these guards do this? What are they fighting us for?" An old man beside Vincent also raised his head, Looking at the content broadcast by the giant hologram, he muttered with hatred.
Now, almost everyone is used to listening to the news of the guards' attack and cursing, as if it were a condiment in the meal, as if it were a conversation after tea.
In today's empire, many things revolve around war, including production and construction, including many supporting industries such as services.
The status of the military has really reached its peak in the Alanhill Empire, and the streets are full of propaganda slogans praising the military.
This empire has been taking war as its main theme since the day it was born. Expansion becomes the norm, and peace appears precious and short-lived.
Looking on the other side of the street, the brightly colored slogan "How can time be quiet, it's just that someone is carrying the load for you." Vincent felt that there was a special interest in his mind.
Divine Language is worthy of being the greatest language in this world, such beautiful sentences have no way of expressing in the former common language simply.
Not to mention the rhythmic four-character idioms. These idioms are concise and concise, and you can understand what the other party wants to express when you listen to them, which is simply fascinating.
"Uncle, Uncle, will those guards come here?" A young boy raised his head beside Vincent's legs, looking at Vincent with some worry and some naivety and asked road.
"No, we will repel them, defeat them, and finally win precious peace for the empire." Vincent looked down at the little boy at his feet, and firmly replied.
He really felt he could win because he felt strong, strong enough to face any enemy.
Even, he was prepared to die in battle. As a warrior of the Alanhill Empire, he had this awareness.
The moment he decided to join the army, guard home, and defend the country, his mother told him that he should give everything for his country.
Because his family nearly died of starvation, he was only three years old at the time and didn't remember anything.
In that terrifying era, mortals were miserable items living in troubled times, oppressed by magicians, oppressed by rich people, devoured and slaughtered by demons... The mortals at that time were pigs living in hell.
It was the appearance of Emperor Chris Your Majesty that led mortals to their feet. It was Emperor Your Majesty who changed the world, changed the fate of mortals, and made all ordinary human beings have a peaceful and pure land.
On this pure land, mortals can farm with peace of mind, live happily, have clothes to wear, food to eat, don't even need to kneel to talk to magician, and don't have to worry about being hit by a lesser dragon one day. as food.
Chris has given Vincent's father a very respectable job, and he is now working at the Imperial Grain Office, earning a lot of money every month.
Vincent's mother lost her eyes because of the harsh living environment in her early years. It was the imperial medical institution that helped her to treat her for free, so that she could barely see.
So, Vincent's mother told Vincent that no matter what, he should repay his Your Majesty with loyalty.
Vincent remembered the power with which mother held his hand, and he knew that if he failed the emperor, he might not even be able to enter the house.
Chris raised his banner against the tyranny of the Magic Empire back then, and now it's getting the most lucrative rewards. The Alanhill Empire's inclusive attitude towards all races also unites most people.
What really brought everyone together around the empire and became Chris' loyal subjects was the advanced productive forces the empire represented.
Only by making the cake bigger can everyone's interests be guaranteed, so Alanhill did not squeeze the interests of any party, but expanded all interests, so that everyone can get what they want in this change. everything you want.
Therefore, whether it is gratitude or profit, all people support the empire and are loyal to the empire. This is the general trend. Crazy sentencing behavior like the new District 6 has not happened for many years.
Most of the time, if someone commits corruption and bribery, there is no need to investigate the corruption agency, and someone will take the initiative to report and provide evidence.
In the eyes of these fanatical supporters of the emperor, any act of digging the corner of the empire is a betrayal of crime deserving ten thousand deaths. How could the emperor Your Majesty's great feat of saving all the people from water and fire be tainted by some insects?
Most of the public officials selected into the imperial institutions are conscientious and hardworking, and even many new nobles have not received a salary from their tenure to today.
And the Alanhill empire is under the management and leadership of these talented powerhouses gathered under Chris's command, and it has been maintained well to this day.
"Uncle, Uncle! Can you drive all those bad guys away?" the little boy continued to ask.
Because Vincent was wearing a military uniform, many people around looked towards him. These passers-by know that Vincent should be a graduate from the Academy of Space Fleet Command behind him, so everyone is waiting for an answer, hoping he can answer an inspiring answer.
The question asked Vincent, who was a little shy. He was an officer, so he was more aware of how delicate the situation was: He believed that his country could win, but the front was really passive.
The Watchmen's forces threw in ten times their strength and launched a full-scale attack in all areas. Their superiority in force offsets some of the weapons superiority of the Alanhill Empire, making the entire battle passive.
Although the Empire was ready and mobilized almost all of its troops to help the War Zone, he, as a new captain, had to report to the rocket launch base in the suburbs immediately, but he really couldn't. boasted shamelessly that he must be able to repel the enemy.
However, he still felt that he should not lose confidence at such a time. Because the more at the moment of this decisive battle, the more confidence can control the situation of the battle.
"Uncle will definitely try his best to keep the enemy out of his home!" So he crouched down, Vincent stroked the little boy's head and replied with a smile.
The boy's mother hugged the boy embarrassedly at this time, nodded at Vincent, and left in a hurry.
Vincent lifts the head again, watching the holographic video broadcast above his head, until a military jeep sent by the fleet command to find him and pick him up.
"Sir! Because of the shortage of supplies, there is only this kind of vehicle...sorry." The sergeant who came by car saluted and explained somewhat sorry.
Because the newly-produced trams have all been distributed to the front line, the car he drives is a warrior...
This car is more than a civilian tram. It looks a bit run down with a hover car. This is a classic car that the empire started to produce when the empire was still fighting on the capital planet of Alan Cyris.
"It's okay, this car is nice and looks solid." Vincent smiled and got into the car, and left the gate of the Academy in the crowd of curious civilians.
While Vincent returned to the rocket launch base in a hover vehicle, several port management officers were discussing the current situation in the planet's squadron command.
"There are 15 new battleships in the dock, all of which are battleships. The Imperial Army has clearly issued an order to suspend the construction of destroyers and cruisers. All docks that meet the requirements will produce battleships above the invincible level and Zaku mothership." An officer held a teacup in his hand, leaned back on his chair and said, "There are 13 more ships to be built tomorrow, do you want to form a formation together?"
"No need, let today's fleet Go first! Otherwise, it may be too late to make up for the losses on the front line. I heard that the Higgs 11 fought... it was very hard." Another general called the head and said, "We are a big port here, not like those small ports need it. Accumulate two days of production capacity and then set sail together."
"The student commander has new supplements. Those with excellent grades will directly take over command of the battleship from us. The rest of the people with average grades will follow suit. The battleship will go to the Holy Demon area together, where the battleships under their respective command will be assigned." The chief of staff of the port sat in his seat and said a little tiredly: "I have been busy with this for the past two days, and the crew deployed from the next planet has arrived. There are more than 4,000 people...all assembled to board the ship, and it will take about 4 hours."
"The students and the commander, according to the regulations, have 2 hours of personal allocation time. You can make a video call at home, or you can find a woman..." The chief of staff continued to explain, seeing that the commander of the port did not speak.
"Everything will go according to plan." Although he really wanted to assemble these people and send them to the front line immediately, the commander also knew that a few hours of free time was indeed very little. If he even deprived him of this, it would be really inhumane.
The automatic supply vehicle of the base is delivering supplies to all the rockets and spaceships to be launched to Starlink, but at least one third person has not returned. There was a busy scene everywhere, with countless supplies being pushed onto transport rockets.
Vincent made only a brief phone call to his mother, and instead of having fun, he rushed back to base immediately.
He couldn't wait to stand on the suspended dispatch and command platform, watching the spaceship that was about to take him off the surface of the planet and fly to the Starlink Spaceport, with a calm expression.
Although it was his first time participating in a battle, the battleship he commanded was already a battleship-level existence. That's a real invincible-class battleship, a giant battleship with star destroyer guns.
"Long live the Empire! Major Vincent! It seems that you are my captain! I hope you can lead us to survive in the Higgs War Zone." Vincent is looking at his spaceship When he was in a daze, a beautiful female officer walked up to him, stood at attention and greeted him.
"Isn't our mission to escort the new captains to the Holy Demon Region? It's not to go directly to the Higgs... This level battle, won't let me, the newcomer, go directly to die?" Vincent self-comforted.
"Maybe, of course it's fine without us. I'm young, I don't want to die so early." Seeing that the rank should be his first mate, the female officer introduced herself: "Li Pei, your Adjutant."
"Li Pei?" Vincent felt that the name...was pretty cool.
"I changed my name because it was popular recently." The female adjutant explained: "Before half a month in the empire, the registration of the ID card with the surname of the gods was opened... My original surname can be changed to surnamed Li. As for the name 姵, it was given to me by my teacher, and I like it very much."
"I understand...I hope we can work together happily!" Vincent glanced at the other party's towering chest , noded.
(end of this chapter)