Worst Boole striding firmly along the colonnade, the sound of his boots echoing on the vaulted ceiling.
This major general of the Star Army was tall, burly, thin, strong and energetic. His neatly trimmed beard and mustache were black and waxed with wax oil. The newly trimmed hair was the same color. Those medals looked particularly proud against the light.
There is a reason why he still wore the Astral Army’s battlefield uniform and didn’t even have time to wipe away the sweat from his forehead or the dust from his boots.
He had just assembled and reviewed the troops and was immediately notified to attend a meeting. The convener of the meeting was the Supreme Lord Commander.
Also invited were the main nest rulers and great nobles of the entire Sagan Galaxy, the head of the imperial institutions and the commander of the Navy's Astral Army. It can be foreseen that this will be an important meeting and he must not be late.
"What time is it now?"
The walking major general did not forget to ask the staff around him.
The staff member glanced at his gorgeous data board and whispered:
"Ten minutes left."
As they approached a heavy brass door, the guards guarded the door suddenly stood at the sight, saluting crisply, and slamming the marble floor with the stock of the rifle.
The huge copper door slowly opened, and the major general took a deep breath, adjusted his smile, showing his long-standing confidence, as if he was going to fight.
The room Worst Boole led his entourage into was very spacious, large enough for a Titan to stand in the center of it, despite grey sunlight shooting in from an arched window on a wall, the dome ceiling decorated by the murals almost disappeared into the shadows, here is the chamber of Gomez's Nest, where Soshyan chose to hold a meeting here, which seemed to many to be of no use.
However, Earl Stein Vaughn still seemed to be so gentle and did not express any dissatisfaction with this.
Between the gloomy portraits of the noble in robe, an electronic candlestick is set up every once in a distance, and on the floor of the huge circular space is a huge statue of the sky eagle, decorated with vulgar gold, framed in it by a larger circular hollow table.
A large group of men and women gathered at this huge holographic projection table. When Worst Boole entered the door, the sound of conversation echoing in the room gradually disappeared, and everyone's eyes turned to him.
Then the voices continued to sound, and Worst Boole found his own place and greeted two other Marl Lopez and Gastro Kerr, who were also generals of the Astral Army.
Mar led the Second Corps of Sagan, stationed at Sagan, and Gastro led the Third Corps of Sagan, stationed at Sagan, and stationed at Sagan, fourth Corps of Sagan.
They said they were stationed, but in fact they have not been idle over the years. After all, the Great Whirlpool area is not peaceful. They often have to carry out some tasks of clearing green skins and pirate strongholds, and at the same time they have to maintain their "buying and selling".
"Mar, how is your legion?"
"Fortunately, the lack of weaving is not too serious. I hurriedly pulled some bottom nest mice to gather up 170,000 people."
Worst Boole smiled slightly and looked at Gastro Kerr, a major general of the Star Army who was sweating because his uniform was too tight.
"Gastro, where are you?"
"Just...it's just a little bit, but the problem is not big. 150,000 people are almost the same."
After saying that, Gastro changed his mind.
"Brother Worst, you said...we are really going to fight Huron this time? I heard that he has hundreds of thousands of space warriors, more big-headed soldiers than those of us who have worked hard to fight scavengers! Wouldn't we go to die?"
"What are you afraid of? I'm not asking you to go now."
"Then go there..."
"We are not enough for the Red Pirates to get stuck in the teeth. Didn't the official documents from the Ministry of Military Affairs say that hundreds of millions of elite troops are coming? Wait, until all the troops are in place, that Lord Soshiyang will not start the battle rashly. He is not stupid. The Space Marines with a few thousand can't just rely on themselves to solve Huron."
The big belly general patted his chest gently.
"I feel at ease when you say this. You don't know. I was so scared that the day I received the order. My wives were also like mourning."
At this moment, Mar Lopez suddenly lowered his head and said softly:
"Even if we don't fight, we can't do our business. Judging from the meaning of Lord Soshiyang, this control measure will not be cancelled even if the war ends. There are already several ships stranded in the Holy Point Galaxy that cannot pass."
Worst Boole glanced left and right quietly, and then said softly:
"Now life is important. I tell you that Space Marines are not easy to talk to. They are not like the commissioners or judges sent by Terra. They can deal with it with all kinds of means. If they are caught, they will be dead. After all, Space Marines will not care about your identity and background. If you say you kill your whole family, you will kill your whole family. Do you still remember how many nobles Huron destroyed at that time? In addition, I also found out from other channels that the commander of Soshiyang's battle was also a ruthless man. He killed almost all the ruling classes of the planets in an agricultural world many years ago. He was definitely not as easy to talk to. If you don't want something wrong, just listen to me. Let's go to business and trade first, stay in the barracks honestly, don't think about anything, don't do anything. It's not us that we really want to make a big deal. How much money is our business? Those who really make big deals are more anxious than us, just look at it."
"Yes, yes, brother is right, we don't need to stand up."
Suddenly, a trumpet of static electricity was blown in the hall.
"quiet!"
The voice of the radio servant resounded through the empty sky.
"Welcome, the commander of Soshyan Alexei, the commander of the Supreme Lord of the Great Vortex Expeditionary Force, pay tribute to him."
Everyone present turned around and lowered their heads, including officers from the Star Army, representatives of the Mechanical Cult and various planetary staff, all of whom expressed their respect with their gestures.
Soshyan walked through the gate surrounded by the Terminator Guard and several team commanders, then waved his hand.
"It's a war time, so don't be so reserved, everyone."
He walked all the way to the holographic table, followed by Talos, Maximilian and Ustad, and the Terminator Guard came to the wall to stand like a sculpture.
The people who attended this meeting were basically seen at previous banquets, but there were also some new faces, such as the burly figure of Lieutenant General Frost de Minos, the commander of the Gottan Cruise Fleet, who wore a classical naval uniform and his spectacular beard was waxed into strange patterns. The Gottan Cruise Fleet was one of the main naval forces of the Empire in the Great Vortex area, responsible for patrolling the Gottan wasteland, the territory between the Siniax and Sagan Galaxy. The fleet size includes an Emperor-class battleship, three Moon-class cruisers, two dictator-class cruisers, six Fearless-class light cruisers, 12 Cobra destroyers and 17 Sword-class frigates.
Chapter completed!