After getting off the Thunder Eagle, Talos heard Soshiyang's loud voice as soon as he entered the brightly lit exercise hall.
"......... The fifth exercise area judged that the attacking party failed and lost 20% of its personnel and lost half of its vehicle. The reason was that they failed to capture the G23 stronghold within 24 hours, causing the enemy to detour from the side and be attacked from the front and back, and finally had to retreat to the starting point. And because the Ascetic Company failed to coordinate the offensive steps with the Crying Company, the Ascetic Company was ambushed too deeply by the enemy and lost 20% of its vitality."
On the huge screen, tactical signs, real-time images, and personnel and equipment numbers are constantly flashing and jumping, while the technical priests are busy under the array of meditators, processing massive combat and casualty simulation data.
Suddenly, Soshiyan, who heard the sound of footsteps, turned around from the command platform and saw Talos taking off his helmet and walking towards him.
"How are your guys?"
“It’s awful.”
Soshiyang looked back at the data from the eighth exercise area, then picked up one of the data boards stacked beside him, and after clicking twice, the battle simulation just appeared on the data board.
"The entire reconnaissance company was wiped out? This is the case in these nine exercise areas now."
Talos touched his bare head helplessly, then picked up the coffee he had made by the machine servant on the side.
"You know, those bastards have a good personality that doesn't fight with friendly forces."
"But you still have to pay attention to this situation. Everyone is watching the exercise. If you make it happen, your face will be lost."
"I've taught them a lesson."
Then, Talos took a sip of hot coffee and looked at the display.
"It's already the seventh day, and it seems to be effective. The joint forces' offensive efficiency is at least twice as high as the first one or two days, right?"
Soshiyang nodded and looked at the display.
"At least everyone has a certain understanding of each other and has broken many misunderstandings. For example, the meat-torchers seem reckless, but their assault tactics have many skills and are very flexible. The Rangers seem stereotyped, but the offensive plan they formulated is the most reliable, and they have a relatively keen perception of the battlefield dynamics. The Crying One is the best teammate, their exclusivity is the weakest, and they can match the large number of teammates. The Ascetics' frontal offensive is as fierce and ruthless as ever."
"If you practice this for a month, you will be more confident in Huron."
Soshiyang nodded.
While the two were talking, a crisp sound of high heels sounded. Soshiyang turned around and saw Veronica walking over in a essay costume, his steps were a little rapid.
It seems like something is wrong.
"What's wrong?"
"Just just now, the Starspeople of Nesson IV received the news that the 11th Tax Fleet of Mars has turned and is not coming."
"ah?"
This made Soshiyang a sudden move. He had prepared all the genetic seeds, so why didn't he come?
"But there is another news that a fleet from Terra is about to arrive at Nassen IV."
"Terra?"
"Yes, there are messengers from the Council of the Tyra High Lords, and escort messengers... Fist of the Empire."
"this--"
Soshiyang was even more confused this time-
What exactly happened?
In desperation, Soshiyan had to hand over the commander-in-chief of the exercise to Malakin, and then returned to Nassen 4 on the Eternal Loyalty.
Not long after arriving at the home planet, another fleet also appeared from the jumping point at the edge of the galaxy, with a total of eleven ships, four of which were marked by the Imperial Fist.
And what happened to Soshiyan most unexpected was that the leader of the team was the company commander Danat Lesander!
Since the Blade Feast, he has not seen the first company commander of the Empire Fist who gave him unlimited support when he first became the commander of the battle.
Seeing my old friend again, Soshiyang was not only unavoidable excitement, but also hiding this shame.
Now, has he become the "beneficiary commander" that Laishande originally expected?
"Soshiyan, long time no see!"
On the space orbit station of Nissen IV, in the hall that only welcomes the most distinguished guests, two teams of magnificent giants are heading towards each other.
Laysander, wearing the Terminator, is still as tall as before, like the incarnation of Dorn's tenacious will, but there are a few wrinkles on his face and his originally gray beard turned gray.
Soshiyang walked to Laishande and stopped three meters away, nodded with excitement, and then stretched out his hand.
"Yes, long time no see, Company Commander Laishande!"
Laishande carefully looked at Soshiyang from beginning to end, and suddenly sighed like an old father:
"You seem to be taller than before. When you get older, your brain is not good. What remains in my mind is the way I looked when I first saw you. Then you—"
Laisand raised his hand and compared it to a height, then held Soshiyang's hand, stepped forward and patted his shoulder twice.
"Okay, I know you will definitely make a difference in the future! I have heard of all the victories you have won. No wonder Pew often told me that the empire will depend on you young people in the future!"
"Corporate Commander Laisand, you are over-reputable. I just did some trivial things that cannot be compared with you."
"Hey, modesty is certainly a virtue, but being too modesty is not a habit of Empire Fist. Everyone says that the Knights in the Astral Realm are so strong now. How many years have passed? It has developed to what they are now."
As he said that, Laishande turned around and looked at the huge Eternal Loyalty in the military port through the huge dome.
"This is not a tiny job."
While Laysander spoke, Soshyan was always paying attention to the team behind the Empire Fist, a team of mortals in golden uniforms holding high the Imperial Skyhawk flag and the white dove badge that symbolizes the Messenger.
As if paying attention to Soshiyang's gaze, Laishande turned around and said solemnly to Soshiyang:
"Soshyan, we have two tasks this time, the first is to escort the messenger of the High Lords' Council and convey an appointment signed by all the High Lords' collectives."
"appointment?"
"You listen to it yourself."
As he said that, Laisander went aside, and then the team of messengers came to Soshiyang with a gentle pace. The leader was a man wearing a gold-painted white robe, a top hat, and a parchment roll in his hand. He was surrounded by two servants carrying incense burners.
"Is your Excellency the commander of the Knights of the Astral Realm, Soshyan Alexey?"
Soshiyang nodded.
"yes."
The messenger then opened the parchment and began to announce the appointment and decision of the turtle lord in slow standard Terra Gothic.
There are a lot of words, but in fact there are not many contents, but after listening to them, Soshiyang was completely confused because there are only two contents in it—
First, he was appointed as the supreme commander of the Great Vortex Expeditionary Force.
Chapter completed!