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    Somewhere in the Vientiane Federation, a fleet of dozens of small transport warships circled from the capital is slowly moving toward the Zola system, and their task is to transport a batch of fuel to the rebels on the front line. don't know how many small fleets like them have been sent throughout the Union.

    Inside the flagship of the transport fleet, a major yawned and stretched to the radar man beside him and said, "Oh, really, if we had set out with the rebels a day earlier, we would have been promoted to the next level, and I would have become a lieutenant colonel."

    The radar officer said admiringly, "Yes, sir, I heard that they recovered nearly a thousand planets without firing a single shot or seeing the shadow of the enemy. It is really good luck that all the officers involved in the war have been promoted to one level."

    The major waved his hand and said, "Don't envy them. As long as we send the materials to the front and return to the capital, we can be promoted to a higher level."

    The radar man nodded excitedly, then said with a little doubt, "Sir, why do I think it's too easy for an officer to be promoted now?" You see, you can be promoted with any delivery of materials, but if you deliver it a few more times, won't we all become generals? "

    The major curled his lips and said, "Hey, it's not as easy as you think. It's so easy to get promoted in the war to boost our morale." I have read the military history, and it is customary for all soldiers who take part in the war to be promoted to the next level, regardless of whether they have done meritorious service or not. By the way, despite the fact that you can be easily promoted to the next level after the completion of this task, we have to successfully transport it at least a hundred times if we want to move up to another level. "

    "more than a hundred times? Isn't that killing us? Sir, what is the federal promotion system? Tell me about it. " The radar man said with interest.

    The major nodded and said, "the formal federal promotion system is like this. Every promotion starts from a private. If a major like me wants to be promoted to lieutenant colonel, he must acquire military merit that can make a private a major. After promotion, the work will have to be accumulated all over again."

    "Wow! Is it so hard to get through? But I see a lot of young major generals. Is it possible for them to make so many achievements? " The radar man asked inexplicably.

    The major said with an air of disgust, "I was talking about the formal promotion system, and those guys are going the wrong way, because they have a good patron, and whenever there is collective merit, these backers will put their names in it. So they can soon become generals!"

    "Collective service?" The radar man showed a puzzled expression.

    "Hey, I don't understand, that is, all the people involved can get credit, such as the occupation of the planet, all those who take part in the occupation have the same credit. You know, the achievement of occupying 50 planets is enough to elevate all the people of a fleet to the next level. And with such great achievements in occupying thousands of planets this time, I'm sure there will be several major generals among those who have backers! " Said the major, skimming his lips.

    The radar man was about to say something when the ship's alarm suddenly went off, causing him to look back at the radar in a hurry. And the major leaned forward nervously and asked, "what's going on?" Is there a meteorite nearby? "

    The radar man shook his head pale, swallowed his saliva and stuttered a little. "No." It's not a meteorite, we. We are surrounded! "

    "surrounded? Why are the insurgents here? " The major looked up at the screen in panic, which showed that dozens of unidentified warships had surrounded the convoy.

    The major, who had activated the communicator to report the enemy invasion to the rear, suddenly stopped. He stared blankly at the enemy ship with bigger and bigger images on the screen, and it was not the size of the enemy ship that made him stop, but the skull pattern painted on the hull of the enemy ship!

    The radar man who was listening suddenly raised his head and said bitterly to the major, "they ordered us to surrender or fire."

    "surrender? The Union surrendered to the pirates? " After a while, the major seemed to think of something, and his face was ferocious and roared, "No!" I can't be the first one! " He immediately shouted to the walkie-talkie: "report to the command tower, we have encountered pirates, the location is …". " The words of the young school were annihilated by the oncoming beam of light before they were finished.

    "Let's go, it's our turn!"

    "Let's go, brothers!"

    "Treasure beauties are waiting for us, everybody!"

    "Ha! Brothers, follow me and have a good time! "

    "brothers, the beauty of wealth is waving to us! Come on! "

    "brothers, this is the moment of splendor and wealth! Attack! "

    As these words are different, but with the same meaning sounded in the universe, countless pirate fleets hidden in the dark, like bacteria, spread all over the Union.

    "what? Pirates attack transport warships? " Camucci asked a little incredulously, in his opinion, pirates are rats driving dilapidated ships and secretly robbing merchant ships, how can they suddenly become so bold that they dare to rob transport warships?

    "Yes, sir. It is reported that 37 transport fleets in our army have been attacked by pirates, 523 transport ships have been sunk, and 643 transport ships have been looted by pirates." The intelligence officer reported.

    "Oh, there are only more than a thousand transport ships." Camucci breathed a sigh of relief. He thought tens of thousands of transport ships had been ransacked by pirates. A thousand low-level transport ships were a drop in the bucket for millions of fleets.

    Camuch, who took out his cigar and lit it with a puff, could not help thinking, "alas, these naiveties have raised his blood pressure and suddenly surrendered to the enemy the day before yesterday on the planets occupied by the Sven galaxy." and there are more than 100,000 rebels nearby blocking the Union's retreat. Fortunately, those combined fleets responded quickly, and as soon as they received the information, they immediately sent back more than 400,000 troops of the two combined fleets to break through. However, what is more humiliating is the surrender of the planets that have announced the retrocession, but fortunately, the army attacking the Deraa galaxy has gone into no man's land and recovered more than half of the galaxy, otherwise how to explain it to the public. But by doing so, the rebels also decided that the main force of the rebels was in the Sven galaxy. Now that I have put all the second-tier troops into it, I believe they will soon be able to destroy the rebels, right? Well, for these, pirates are just a small problem. When you become a marshal, you can not only promote them, but also increase their own achievements by ordering those young people to eliminate pirates. "

    The intelligence officer interrupted Camucci's reverie with a bit of embarrassment and said: "Sir, although we have lost very little, the speed of transporting supply fleets has been relatively slow because of these pirates, and on nearby planets infested by pirates, there is also an atmosphere of panic among the people, because we have few troops stationed in these places."

    "what about the nearby local fleet? Tell them to fight pirates. " Camucci exhaled a puff of smoke and said carelessly.

    Hearing this, the intelligence officer looked at Camucci dumbfounded. Didn't he know, sir, that he had adapted all the federal local fleets into United fleets? When the intelligence officer wanted to say something, another intelligence officer ran in in a panic and shouted, "Sir!" According to the latest intelligence, more than 100000 of the transport fleets have been ransacked by pirates! "

    The intelligence officer's words silenced the whole hall, and all the officers stayed speechless with their mouths open. Camucci threw the cigar, jumped up, grabbed the intelligence officer's collar with a ferocious face, and roared viciously, "what are you talking about?" More than 100,000 transport fleets are just gone?! Those commanders * big ones, why don't you resist?! " He did not think that the transport fleet was unarmed, so how could it resist?

    The intelligence officer blushed and said with difficulty, "Sir.". And. "

    Camuchison began curiously and asked, "what else?"

    The intelligence officer took a frightened look at Camuch before saying: "also, the pirates began to attack administrative stars everywhere, and 312 administrative stars sent an emergency notice that if the government did not send reinforcements, they would be forced to surrender to the pirates!"

    When Camucci heard the speech, he immediately jumped and shouted, "where are their planetary defense cannons?" Do those interstellar cannons worth tens of billions of yuan each look good? "

    I do not know which officer muttered at this time: "those planets have no more than 10 interstellar cannons, it is impossible to defend all directions, and the pirates attacked the planet from the dead corner at the first time, only after destroying all the interstellar cannons."

    Camucci limped at this and slumped on the ground, frightening the officers around him to help him up. After staying for a while, Camucci suddenly jumped up and shouted angrily, "where is the army?" What about the federal army? Why is there no army to destroy them? "

    At this time, the officer who did not know whether to live or die continued to murmur: "our troops are in the two galaxies of Deraa and Sven." His words made Camuch realize that there were no soldiers left in his hands.

    Camucci finally sat weakly in his chair and said in a low voice, "Galaxy map." As Camucci's words fell, the officers were busy, and soon a huge picture of three-dimensional galaxies appeared in front of Camucci.

    An intelligence officer took out an electronic pen and clicked hundreds of bright stars on the galaxy map and said, "these are the planets attacked by pirates."

    Camucci, who had calmed down a little, nodded and said, "Mark the tracks of the pirates."

    The intelligence officer hurriedly pressed a few buttons, and the red bright spots began to appear on the galaxy map. At first, Camucci was able to remain calm, but as there were more and more red bright spots, almost all over the federal galaxy except the Southern War Zone. Camucci finally jumped up in shock and shouted, "how can there be so many?"

    The intelligence officer swallowed saliva and said bitterly: "according to the calculation shown by radar, the total strength of the pirates has reached 300000, some of which are our captured transport ships." The news silenced the crowded hall, followed by a buzzing discussion.

    "300000. No, no, no." Camuch couldn't help but stay for a moment when he heard this, but he suddenly remembered something and asked the intelligence officer, "how does the combat effectiveness of pirates compare with that of our army?"

    At this moment, the bitter-faced intelligence officer finally smiled and said, "compared with our army, the pirate's warships are all modified by merchant ships. Although he has 300000, they are so scattered that they can be wiped out one by one by finding a small team." Speaking of this, the intelligence officer said with a bitter face, "it's a pity that we don't even have a warship in our hands."

    Camucci did not look as bitter as the intelligence officer. all he had to do was to know that the pirates were vulnerable. He smiled and nodded and said, "how many troops are there in the hands of Senior General Zhang Junlong and General Mujie?"

    The intelligence officer hurriedly replied, "Senior General Zhang Junlong sent 50, 000 troops to help defend the Guyunlong system, and now he still has 100000 troops." On the other hand, General Mujie sent 10,000 troops to cooperate with our army in the battle in the Deraa system, and there are still 40,000 troops in his hands. "

    Camucci thought for a moment and said, "contact Senior General Zhang Junlong for me."

    "Yes!" The intelligence officer got through immediately.

    "who? Oh, it's his Excellency General Camucci. What can I do for you? " Zhang Junlong appeared in front of Camucci in military uniform, and just after saying hello, he muttered a few words with the adjutant next to him, who left hurriedly after the adjutant saluted.

    Seeing Zhang Junlong's appearance, Camucci couldn't help asking strangely, "what happened to you?" You look nervous. "

    Zhang Junlong patted his forehead and sighed, "well, I've been really busy these days." You know my side of the Republic of Les, damn it, their president was suddenly ousted, and now the civil war has broken out, and some refugees fleeing the war and defeated government forces have all fled to my side. And now there are a large number of pirates in my neighborhood, and I am so busy with the deployment of troops all day. " Speaking of which, without waiting for Camucci to speak, he continued: "well, you are directing the counter-insurgency campaign, and I will not waste your time." Rest assured, I will not go back on my promise. Although I need troops very much, the 50,000 troops stationed in the Guyunlong system will not be transferred back until the end of the counter-insurgency. That's it. " Then cut off the communication.

    Camucci stared blankly at the dark screen for a while before jumping and scolding: "*!" Civil War in the Republic of Rice? I haven't heard of it! Zhang Junlong has you, thinking about himself when he is worried about internal and external troubles. good! We'll see! "

    At this time, an intelligence officer said unwittingly, "Sir, there is indeed a civil war in the Republic of Les. I reported to you a few days ago."

    "* what a fart now!" Camucci slapped the officer in the face and then shouted viciously, "where is Zhang Longbu?" Transfer him to the front! If he disobeys the order, he will be shot on the spot! "

    At this time, an officer said with fear: "Sir, Zhang Longbu drove to the north yesterday under the pretext of shipping goods."

    After staying for a while, Camucci jumped his legs angrily and roared angrily: "you are all dead people, how dare you let him escape?" I'm going to court-martial him, and I'm going to execute him! " Only Camucci's voice sounded in the whole hall.

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