Chapter 1632
My Empire Chapter 1632
2021-10-15
Chapter 1632 1634 I don’t know what to sayIt’s not a thing to supply tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of soldiers It's easy, because the battle continues, and the training uniforms that need to be replaced every day may be as many as hundreds of thousands of sets.
Although the supply of candy, chocolate, milk cigarettes and bitter tea has been cut, this kind of supply is still so complicated that people want to cry.
Even with the support of supercomputers, the overall data is still chaotic and cannot be perfected.
At the same time as the long sword operation was launched, a huge transport spaceship started the space jump.
Its body gradually disappeared into the vast space, and then gradually appeared in the hinterland of the Alanhill Empire, near a busy shipping route.
"This is the transport ship Qingshan No. 129, please join the No. 67 route!" Inside the bridge, the navigator pressed the intercom and asked the duty personnel in the guidance space station.
In the earphone, the guide's gentle voice came, which was very pleasing to the eyes: "Please wait! The patrol destroyer checking your identity is on the way! Keep your course! Don't do unnecessary things Operation!"
"Transport Ship Qingshan 129 understands! I will maintain the route... it's over!" The navigator took off his earphones, put out a long breath, and relaxed a little.
Soon, an Exploration Level 1 destroyer patrolling in the vicinity was posted. It approached slowly and seemed to confirm the situation of the transport ship.
In Wireless Electronics, the voice of the destroyer captain came: "Security check! Please say the ID password!"
"Weight, fresh water, muscle." Aoyama No. 129 The captain said the identification code that only he knew.
"If possible, please describe the cargo you are carrying." The weapon guidance radar on the exploration Level 1 destroyer was still locked on the target, and the cautious voice of the destroyer captain came through the communicator.
"We carry the relics of the fallen soldiers and condolences to the families of the fallen soldiers." Inside the bridge of the transport ship Qingshan No. 129, the captain replied.
"No obvious trauma... The identification system is not abnormal... The contents of the transported goods conform to the registration description. It can be merged into the route... I leave it to you, the guide." After the abnormality, the exploration Level 1 destroyer began to change its course, and the weapon system was also unlocked.
"Aoyama 129 transport ship, welcome home! The permission to join the route has been issued! Pay attention to the traffic rules!"
"Thank you!" The pilot operating the spaceship shook his joystick gently, making his spaceship change the route and merged into the scheduled route.
Like many spaceships that transport supplies, this spaceship is only loaded with the most common cargo.
After entering the scheduled route, it flies forward along this route and enters the corresponding airport.
"Have you figured out how to tell her?" Inside the Mayne Star Ring, in the office area of sun shone brightly, on the third floor of a building with a military sign, the elderly The officer looked at his subordinates and asked with concern.
"No...I really don't know how to describe to a mother that her son died on the battlefield..." The young officer lowered his head and looked at an envelope in his hand .
This envelope contains two pieces of paper, one is a letter of condolence signed by Lieutenant General Sark of the Space Army Logistics Force, and the other is a cheque for a large sum of money for those killed in battle. Soldiers allowance.
Although the letter full of thanks and sympathy and comfort in its tone was very sincere, the young officer felt that even this could not heal the mother's sorrow.
Although the amount on the check would have satisfied even the middle and the others, the young officer still believed that it was not the equivalent of a living life.
"This is your job. You will often encounter this kind of thing in the future. You have to get used to it, don't you?" The older officer lit a cigarette, put it between his fingers, and watched Said his subordinates.
"I don't understand, why..." The young officer pinched the letter, lifted the head to look at his commander, and asked incomprehensibly, "Why? Why do we have Battle Puppet, There are clones, but still have to send precious natural people to die on the battlefield?"
He stared at the old officer's eyes, hoping to get an answer from his eyes: "We have so many advanced technologies, There are so many clone troopers and robots that don't need to comfort their families...Are these all decorations?"
"child...you are still young, so you don't understand these..." The old officer sucked. He took a puff of cigarette and exhaled a scattered smoke, and his eyes were full of loneliness: "Go and complete your task, and you may understand what all this is for when you come back."
"But If I can't get an answer, I can't convince myself to tell a great mother about such a sad ending!" The young officer stubbornly didn't mean to leave.
"youngster! Do you know Serris? Do you know the Serris grenadier? Do you know how the emperor Your Majesty swung into the enemy line with his long sword?" The old officer looked at the other side expressionlessly, He asked a series of questions.
He stared at the cigarette in his hand, as if recalling something: "Have you heard of the Mauser 98K rifle? Have you used it? Have you ever seen a bayonet that can be inserted into the muzzle? It's cold in the bloodletting tank!"
Yes, he recalled the heavy cannon he was pushing during the expedition to Mayne.
The cannons at that time were really outdated, they didn't even have brakes, and the wheels were still made of wood...
But it was really the best he'd ever shot. It was a surprising battle. When the cannons rang out, the enemy scattered as birds and beasts, and lost one's head out of fear.
As if they were on their way, they rushed into Mayne in one breath, and went to the ferry, from one victory to another!
So his imposing manner began to change, not like the Old Mister who sat in the office drinking tea every day.
His body became straight, his eyes became firm, and even the tone of his speech was full of confidence: "Have you heard the cheers like a tsunami? Have you heard the army like steel? Song? Have you heard the continuous screams of the enemy when the machine guns were fired?"
He recalled the Naaru, the Fall of Dragon City, the Wallawar, and the The majestic sound of military music when Arantix entered the city.
Therefore, he became more confident, as if he was wearing all the medals and medals he cherished at home on his chest.
So he continued: "If you've ever seen a giant dragon fall to the ground, if you've ever seen a magician smashed to pieces by bullets, if you've seen a cannonball roaring over your head and falling into the densely packed demons. In!"
After he finished speaking, he threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, and let the cigarette butt smoke lightly inside: "Then, you will know, Your What Majesty gave to our generation! He made our spines out of steel and boiled our blood out of lava!"
"You don't understand why we have so many puppet robots, so many clones Human soldiers, but also let natural people go to the battlefield?" The old officer's voice was raised, and he seemed to be asking youngster, but he didn't seem to be asking.
Without waiting for youngster's answer, he pointed at him in a tone that was unmistakable: "I tell you! We are voluntary! I filled out the application seven months ago, and I can It hasn't been approved yet!"
"You don't understand why people are still sent to the battlefield, but I suffer every day because I can't get there!" He sneered, feeling that the current youngster is really is broken.
Having said this, he pointed to everything around him and continued: "I don't want to sit here and enjoy the peaceful sunshine! I'd rather give me a grenade like when I was thirty years old. Same, let me go to Higgs 3, and let me die there!"
"You think he died there full of unwillingness and remorse? Yes, you guessed it! He must be full of unwillingness, he must be remorseful! Because he was not willing to die there, he wished he could live longer and kill a few more enemies of Your Majesty! He regretted that he died there because he could not continue Smash those bastards stumbling blocks for the empire!" His words became more and more intense, and even tears were in the corners of his eyes.
As if venting and stating his thoughts, he shouted word by word: "You don't know anything! You don't know anything! You don't understand at all, we people are willing to Die for this country! We are willing to die to protect the tranquility under the sun!"
Seemingly impatient, he waved his hand and motioned for his young men to leave: "Go away! I don't have If you are in the mood to coax a child like you again, go and deliver this condolence letter to the lady! If she weeps, comfort her, and if she is angry, send her face to make her feel satisfied Stop! Do you understand?"
"Yes! Sir! I'm sorry... sir!" the young officer shouted in salut, blushing.
"get lost!" continued waving his hand, the lonely old officer walked back to his seat, sat back in his chair, lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly.
The fleeing young officer stumbles in the hallway, and an officer he nearly hit taunts: "Hey! You're making the boss angry again? His voice can be heard all over the hallway. I told you! Be careful! Don't cause trouble!"
The young officer who didn't even dare to turn his head back, holding the letter of condolence in his hand, hurried down the corridor with his head down. Go to the parking lot in the distance.
Driving on the rings is the same as driving on the roads on the surface of the planet, there is simulated gravity, just looking at the sky above, it's another street.
Along the way, the young officer didn't know how to face a sacrificed hero's mother, nor how he would accomplish such a "difficult" task.
He was really afraid, afraid of looking into the eyes of the other party, afraid of facing the officer who wanted him to die, and afraid of the spirit that he didn't quite understand yet.
muddleheaded, he was standing at the door of a very ordinary looking house, he didn't know how to knock on the door, he just stood there stupidly waiting for the door to be opened.
A woman stood in front of him and looked at the young officer so silently. The young officer didn't know how to speak, so she was so stupidly silent.
Finally, it was the Old Lady who broke the silence between the two and asked with difficulty, "So...my son...is dead?"
The young The officer didn't know how to explain, so he lowered his head, opened the mouth and said apologetically: "I'm sorry... madam..."
"He died on the Higgs 11 planet?" Old Lady suppressed the tears in her eyes and continued to ask. Her voice was full of tremors, and she could hear that she was on the verge of collapse.
"Yes, ma'am..." The young officer also felt that something was stuck in his throat, making it extremely difficult for him to say every word.
"He...does well? Is he brave when facing the enemy?" Suddenly, he heard the other side ask.
He was stunned for a moment, then lifted the head and looked at the other person: "Madam...you, what did you say?"
"I want to know, he...behaved well Is it? Are you brave when facing the enemy?" The hostess asked again, choking.
"Husband, madam...I, the letter said that he fought bravely to the last moment and saved the life of his companion..." The young officer did not know how to answer, so Brace oneself said.
The woman insisted: "I don't want to see the embellishment of the condolence letter, I just want to know if he has kept his word and fought to the end for the Emperor Your Majesty."
"I think, he should be very heroic..." Thinking of his commander's slightly distorted expression at the end, as well as those words, the young officer replied.
"That's good...that's good..." While murmuring, the woman turned around and walked back to her house. The house was tidy and neat, and the owner of this room was very hardworking. people.
"I'm very happy that he can give his life for the country...Although I lost him...wu wu...Although I lost him!" The woman finally couldn't bear it anymore, leaning on her back. He hit the wall with his hand holding the letter of condolence and kept beating the wall.
She whimpered, trying to keep her voice down as much as possible, but the heartbroken despair could still be heard clearly by the young officer at the door.
"He said he would give his life for this country...he did it! He did it!" While crying, the woman repeated these words in vague language.
She didn't blame the messenger, but the young officer wasn't relieved. He felt that he was carrying more things, and it was even so heavy that he could hardly breathe.
(end of this chapter)