Chapter 83 Falling into the Sun (2)

In these small matters, Marshal Chen gave Jiang Jianming a lot of power. Soon, the door of the commander-in-chief's office opened, Jiang Jianming walked out with his new military uniform in his arms, and waved to Zheng Yue, who had been sitting uneasily outside for a long time... He led the person away so calmly.

Time is running out, and Jiang Jianming himself is also a man of his own accord. He asked Zheng Yue to take him directly to the branch building of the Jin Ilun stationed in the first district of Yaslan Star City.

The two got off the aircraft, and a towering high-rise building stood in front of them, and the glass windows reflected the sunlight.

"It's here." Zheng Yue pointed at the gate, "Little Your Excellency, please."

For Zheng Yue, these few days have undoubtedly experienced the ups and downs of life.

At this moment, he smiled and followed behind Jiang Jianming, giving directions while introducing. He accepted the status quo very well, and even called "Little Your Excellency" very smoothly.

The architecture of the Golden Sun Army is significantly different from the far-off interstellar military fortress of Yin Beidou. The steel fortress of Yinbeidou covers a large area, and it almost becomes a star city by itself. The rough muzzle, watchtower, starship port and other facilities are placed there, which is shocking from a distance.

Although Jin Rilun's military building is built in a relatively sparsely populated area, it is stationed in the prosperous Imperial Capital after all, and its visual effect is more like a building with a strong sense of modern high-tech.

The two entered the building and walked inside. A tall and straight-looking Jin Ilun soldier and officers passed by them. Occasionally, someone cast a few curious glances at Jiang Jianming, who had a striking appearance.

Zheng Yue pressed the elevator for the little lord and made a gesture of inviting in: "I'll take you to recognize your office first, and then take you to see the top person in charge of this branch, Lieutenant General Luther."

The mirror of the elevator reflected a young man in a platinum military uniform, with a white military cap pressing the broken black hair, delicate facial features, and a calm and elegant appearance.

It is also the imperial uniform. Compared with the black and silver tone of Yin Beidou, the Jin Rilun's standard is worn on Jiang Jianming's body, which seems to be a little less stern and more noble.

"Little Excellency, there are not too many big men I have guarded in Jin Rilun before. It's rare to see someone with your temperament."

Zheng Yue couldn't help but looked at Jiang Jianming again. It stands to reason that he is a "homeless person" who has been stripped of his military rank. It is taboo to speculate on his benefactor and superior. However, the gentle attitude of your little lord always made him babble. "I take the liberty of saying, what kind of person are you? Even if it's inconvenient to say it directly, can you reveal a little bit?"

"how to say……"

Jiang Jianming lowered his head, looked at his hands wearing white leather gloves, and couldn't help chuckling.

Old Marshal Chen should have guessed that he would agree to it, and even prepared gloves for him.

"I am indeed an ordinary officer, really. It's just a coincidence of marriage, and I have climbed up a lot of relationships that are either rich or expensive."

Zheng Yue touched his hair in confusion: "Hi, it's a coincidence..."

A relationship like that of Marshal Chen is also a sentence that can be explained by coincidence? ?

The high-rise buildings of the Golden Sun Wheel add up to eighteen floors above and below ground. The elevator stopped at 8F and they walked out.

Jiang Jianming recalled that the room number that the old marshal had arranged for him was 813, and turned around and said, "By the way, Major Zheng..."

Zheng Yue: "Don't, your little lord just call me by my name, or just call me Lao Zheng."

Jiang Jianming: "Okay, then... Lao Zheng, you mentioned that when you were trying to investigate this matter, there was pressure from your superiors?"

Zheng Yue sighed, his eyes gloomy: "Yes, it was Duke Staff Officer who warned me at the time, but Jin Ilun's relationship between superiors and subordinates is much more detailed than Yin Beidou, there may be superiors behind the superiors, who is behind the scenes? , I can't guess."

At this moment, two officers on the opposite side came over with laughter and shoulder to shoulder. One of them saw Zheng Yue and whistled: "Oh, isn't this Lao Zheng! Why, how long did it take to get out of the house before finding a way back? You have the ability!"

The other looked at Jiang Jianming with ambiguous eyes: "Which young son is this? He entered the Golden Sun Wheel at a young age? Lao Zheng, why don't you introduce the brothers?"

Zheng Yue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he scolded: "Go away!" The two officers didn't care, they seemed to be joking at random, and walked over with a giggle.

Jiang Jianming turned his head and watched the two officers disappear around the corner, without saying anything.

Zheng Yue was embarrassed first, scratching his brown hair in a muffled voice: "Hey... I made you laugh again. In fact, at the beginning of its establishment, Jin Ilun was indeed an elite army with the same reputation as Yin Beidou. It's a pity that later... "

Jiang Jianming: "Later?"

Zheng Yue fell silent, Jiang Jianming thought he didn't want to talk about the scandal of his army, but when he walked to the door of room 813, he suddenly said in a low voice: "The fall of the sun this round of the Jin Rilun is the fifth time, which is During the last holy battle."

Jiang Jianming opened the room with permission and quietly listened to the man behind him.

"Little Your Excellency, you are from Yin Beidou, and you should be very clear about the saying that 'Yin Beidou battles the distant stars, and the golden sun wheel guards the empire'."

Zheng Yue said: "But there has been an exception in history. That is the fifth sacred battle. Only that time, the emperor ordered soldiers from the golden sun wheel. Two hundred thousand, a full twenty Ten thousand people, almost the sum of the number of Yin Beidou troops in the previous four expeditions, all of which are the elites of the elites of the Jin Ilun army."

The two walked into the room one after the other. This is a single-person office. Bailiang is clean but not large. There is only a sofa, a coffee table, a set of desk chairs, and a bookcase next to it.

Zheng Yue spoke in a heavy tone, opened the curtains for Jiang Jianming, and set the table and chairs upright.

"Now, the history books of the empire are trying their best to obscure the last expedition, but those who remember it still remember it, and they can find it if they want to."

"What empire's grand ambitions and dominance, what for mankind to expand territory and conquer the universe... are all figurines. The end of the sacred battle is a complete tragedy."

"Those elites who went to the distant stars, including the emperor himself, have not returned."

Jiang Jianming's eyes jumped slightly.

This history, he once read in the library's collection. Later, also chatted with His Royal Highness Ryan, nothing more than discussing the pros and cons of sacred battles.

But this was the first time that someone mentioned it to him after Ryan also disappeared into the depths of the star sea.

Zheng Yue held the back of the seat and laughed at himself: "I'm a shrinking faction, little lord."

"Since the fiasco of the fifth sacred battle, Kim Il-won has been stunned. My grandparents and grandparents were all victims of that expedition. My mother was orphaned when she was very young, and she had a miserable childhood and suffered from a lifetime of illness. "

Zheng Yue lowered his head and gritted his back teeth, and said hoarsely: "Now Yinbeidou sends a wave of troops to Crystal Nest every year, and there are more parents who have lost their children and children who have lost their parents in the empire. I really can't accept it... Paying such a high price is only to fill the so-called desire for conquest of the superior."

Jiang Jianming didn't speak for a long time, quietly waiting for Zheng Yue's breathing to calm down beside him.

After a while, he asked: "In the last sacred battle, how far did the Great Emperor's expeditionary army go? ... Is it the Crystal Nest where it finally arrived?"

Zheng Yue took a deep breath: "...I don't know."

Jiang Jianming was silent for another two seconds, and stroked his shoulder: "Let's do the things in front of you first."

"Oh, yes," Zheng Yue rubbed his face, collected his emotions, and said, "I will take you to see our lieutenant general."

Jiang Jianming shook his head: "No. Help me find a larger conference room and call the officers above the school level here."

The black-haired young man chuckled meaningfully, put his index fingers in white gloves crossed on the desk, and said leisurely, "Let's... have a group meeting first."

Half an hour later, the largest military conference room on the 10th floor was densely packed with people.

As far as the eye can see, there are all senior officers in the uniforms of the Golden Sun Wheel, and there are even several veteran generals who have experienced battles.

All of these people had their faces sinking like water, looking at the "inspector" who had suddenly descended from the air with different expressions.

Standing in front of the conference table, Jiang Jianming lowered his eyelashes and dialed the microphone to a suitable position.

Strange eyes and whispering voices flew from all directions, his expression remained unchanged, and his lips were indifferently——

"The first time I met, I am Jiang Jianming, the special temporary supervisor of the military department. As ordered by the commander-in-chief of Chen Hanke, from today onwards, we will conduct a thorough investigation and supervise the correction of the irregularities in the Jin Ilun army in the three districts."

The young inspector held the microphone indifferently, his clear voice echoed in the conference room, but the words he said were somewhat casual, "I hope you will cooperate."

There was a slight silence in the conference room for three seconds.

Then the whispering voices made a comeback, and the suspicious eyes gradually turned into doubts.

"Your Excellency is too young, with such a tender face, he must be in his twenties."

"A name I've never heard of before."

"I think the name sounds familiar."

"Oh yes! It was just the other day that Bran...cough cough cough."

Someone coughed hard to cover it up and waved his hand: "Well, it's nothing, just... It should be a powerful young master with the quirk of pretending to be a poor man. Eighty percent of the time he used our qualifications to earn military merit."

On the faces of the people around, confusion immediately appeared: "What... what kind of quirk do you like?"

Lieutenant General Luther was a thin old man with sunken eyes and a serious face. At this moment, he is sitting in the first position in the first row below the conference room, looking at the unfamiliar officer standing in front of the stage without hesitation.

At the same time, the expressions of the other senior generals began to become disdainful.

Some people even blatantly snorted twice and sneered.

"..."

Zheng Yue put his hands on his chest and stood upright next to Jiang Jianming, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Even though your little lord is noble, he is young and inexperienced after all. If you can't hold your ground in front of these old fritters, I'm afraid it will be difficult in the future...

Thinking of this, Zheng Yue couldn't help but think to himself with regret: He should stop the group meeting as soon as he came up.

"Inspector."

Soon, someone said lazily: "Hmph, okay, Inspector."

An officer with one-sided electronic glasses stood up, the chair rubbing against the floor, making a screeching sound.

Jiang Jianming looked away. saw this middle-aged officer with eagle eyes and a pointed mouth. The blond hair on the top of his head was sparse, but he had to perm his hair into curly hair. He had a braid that was popular among nobles for men, and his face was written with arrogance.

"Then, please, Your Excellency Inspector, at least familiarize yourself with common sense in the army before the meeting. We have our jobs and we are very busy."

The middle-aged officer deliberately lengthened the word "very busy", as if teaching a mischievous child, with a strong sense of sarcasm.

He raised an index finger and pointed down forcefully: "You must know that in this military building of the Golden Sun Wheel, about 420 military-related processes of different levels are running at the same time. For every second of delay, the wasted imperial finances are calculated in tens of thousands of points, can your Excellency Inspector afford it?"

Such an unabashed provocation made the whispering and breathing noises in the conference room louder.

Zheng Yue was so angry that his brows stood upright on the spot, and he was about to stand up and drink to stop, but saw Jiang Jianming raised his hand: "That's a good thing."

A calm aura appeared invisibly around him, Jiang Jianming smiled lightly, and the straight platinum military uniform on his body seemed to be awe-inspiring.

Zheng Yue dazedly withdrew the foot he wanted to step out, and the rest of the officers in the conference room peeked at the prosecutor, and couldn't help but shut their whispering mouths.

I saw Jiang Jianming take two steps down, resting one hand in front of the conference table, staring at the provocative officer: "Then that is to say, if there is a military building in the Golden Sun Wheel that has not been cleared out. wrong, about 420 different levels of military-related processes will continue to operate in the wrong way."

"For every second delay, the empire's finances of tens of thousands of points will be wasted, and even make wedding gowns for the enemy. And we have to spend hundreds of thousands of points per second to make up for it after the fact - right? "

The middle-aged officer with thinning hair widened his eyes in shock and anger. He didn't expect that the young officer, instead of being intimidated, delivered such a sharp counterattack.

He laughed in anger, holding his electronic glasses with one hand, spitting wildly: "Why, could it be that the Inspector Your Excellency stepped into our golden sun wheel less than half a day, and already found such a serious - serious need to be treated Is it wrong for everyone to gather to clear it up!?”

What happened next took everyone by surprise.

"yes."

Jiang Jianming nodded calmly: "You are right."

A burst of inhalation echoed in the conference room, and several generals frowned.

One of them approached the aged Lieutenant General Luther and said in a low voice, "Old General, this inspector is too crazy to make such a rhetorical statement."

The other person also shook his head and sighed: "Since it was sent by the old marshal, he may have some ability and courage. It's a pity that he is young and can't hold his breath."

The provocative middle-aged officer laughed directly.

He looked at Jiang Jianming with a look of contempt at a fool, and asked with a grin, "That's incredible. Then I ask the inspector to enlighten me, what is this so-called mistake?"

Jiang Jianming slowly raised his right hand.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but focus on this hand.

The palms wrapped under the white gloves folded together, the four fingers merged, and the tip of the index finger flickered under the light of the conference room, calmly pointed to——

The heart of a defiant officer.

"You." Jiang Jianming said calmly.

The meeting room was silent.

Before everyone could react, Jiang Jianming turned around and asked Zheng Yue, "What's his name."

Zheng Yue had already seen cold sweat on his forehead. He swallowed and said in a low voice, "This is Staff Officer Duke."

"Okay, Staff Officer Duke."

Jiang Jianming glanced down at the wrist phone: "Eight minutes have passed since you questioned me, and this is still before I have issued any orders."

"If I waited until I actually found the problem and then called everyone together, then you say about four hundred and twenty military-related processes of different levels will run in an error state for at least eight more minutes, and I will waste eight minutes of precious time. answer your question."

"And when the situation is really urgent, let alone eight minutes, just eight seconds may decide the life and death of 800, 80,000 or even 80,000 people."

Jiang Jianming sneered softly, he withdrew his hand and put it behind his waist: "Who can be responsible for this, can you?"

The author has something to say: Jiang: Let's first... educate the disobedient classmates.