Him and their stars.

Chapter 1708 A Marshal Who Doesn’t Go to Battle in Person Is Not a Good Cook

Yu Lian fell into a brief silence.

He could certainly feel that Chairman Maxell's attitude towards him had changed from cooperation and support to businesslike cooperation. Even Father Paris, who was regarded as his elder, although they often kept in touch and could still complain to each other and greet each other's mother, seemed to be a little pretentious.

Yu Lian desperately hoped that this was just his illusion, but the transfer order of Titan and Rosset and his team this time inevitably made people think a lot.

So he convinced himself that the old marshal was in that position after all, and the people he needed to spend the most time dealing with were not the military, but the bureaucrats and politicians, and even people in the media. He actually had no choice.

He was an old man who was nearly 100 years old and still had to fight wits and courage with visible and invisible enemies in the temple. He was not doing the job he was best at, but he was also doing his best.

He is also an old superior who has helped me a lot and even favored me. Both his past achievements and his personality deserve my respect.

Yu Lian felt that if he still wanted to be a human being, he could not judge the old man's current thoughts with such malice.

Feifei is also a smart person. She just mentioned it briefly and did not go deeper into the issue.

She said, "In fact, Councillor Volota's suggestion was not entirely due to some power struggle. He may represent the will of the Communist Prosperity Party and the doubts of some bigwigs about you, but he also wants to fight for his old unit. You know, Yu'er, Councillor Volota used to be the director of the Mars Shipyard and started as an ordinary engineer. He really wants to restore the shipyard to its former glory when it could build Independence-class ships."

"I understand. Last time, Liuli gave me a list of which members of Congress are candidates for cooperation and win-over, and which members have a conscience and are willing to do practical things, including this member of Congress Volota... So, why did you make this list? Where did she get it from?"

Feifei smiled with a deep look in her eyes.

Xiao Hui simply let out an unbridled laugh, conveying a contempt that even a kindergarten child could understand.

Yu Lian pretended not to hear and continued to ask: "Did you help? Or was it Yang Mingzhao's doing?"

Feifei pretended to have heard it and just said to herself: "As for Mr. Luo Zeshi and Mr. Eisen, it's actually a good thing that they were transferred to the Mars Shipyard."

Of course, Yu Lian sensed a dark conspiracy that seemed to be brewing. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and for the first time, a hint of dissatisfaction appeared in his tone: "Fei Fei, don't treat other people as fools.

Feifei laughed dumbly: "You have put the result into cause. Yu'er, it is because of you that we have the capital to treat other people as fools. In our era, this is very important."

"After all, this is the era of psychic monkeys." Xiao Hui made a very complete supplement in a voice that only Yu Lian could hear.

  So the Riddler is contagious, right?

Feifei said in an admonishing tone: "Besides, Yu'er, as an enlightened leader, you should learn to respect their personal wishes."

"Well, what about their personal wishes?"

"Very happy."

"……happy?"

“It can even be called joy.”

For a moment, Yu Lian suddenly felt that he was a failure as a leader.

"Mr. Eisen Franky can take his new wife back to visit her parents' home. He has never taken his new bride back to her parents' home since he got married. And you also know that Mr. Rozes is an armament expert and grew up in a shipyard."

Captain Brooklyn is the young master of the family. Although he is not the biggest boss, he can still be considered as a family with a long history. To put it bluntly, among the friends of the 830 Party, Feifei and I are the only ones who have no foundation.

"I know. My friends at 830, no one knows warships better than Ross." Yu Lian pointed his index fingers to both sides and said seriously, "The reason he became my adjutant was to accompany me to receive the main god-level. Now, it is indeed his turn to deal with the Titan issue."

"Yes, it is the best choice for him to serve as the third officer of the New Independence both publicly and privately. You should say this to Marshal Paris, Chairman Maxell, and President Nishita."

Having said that, Yu Lian certainly would not have any dissatisfaction. Afterwards, he called and encouraged Rozes and Eisen who were about to take office, but found that the two really had no sadness of parting, and were full of expectations and anticipation for the future new career.

He suddenly felt a little helpless.

"This makes me seem like a failed commander. You two don't have any regrets at all?" Yu Lian said.

Aisen Franky showed a shameful expression, but scratched his head and whispered: "Well, you are of course the best commander and my benefactor... But this transfer is actually a temporary position. I am also interested in the Mars Shipyard. Moreover, I was seconded from the New Shenzhou Shipyard to Yuan'an. I don't even have a formal military status, so of course I am not considered your official subordinate."

It's great to be married. Even this well-behaved fat guy with social anxiety and technology, although he still speaks in a very charming way, has learned to be rude to others.

However, come to think of it, the fat white guy's rank of first class sergeant was really approved by himself casually, just to make it more convenient for him to enter and exit the shipyard and other military institutions.

  This is certainly not a violation of discipline. It is normal for generals to give temporary helpers temporary ranks wholesale, otherwise how can those famous mercenaries who are active on the battlefield with general stars hang on their heads?

"I'm equipped with six generals!" This is a very famous joke in the mercenary world of the universe, which comes from the mercenary legend Tai Xiu during the Third Galactic War. Now, eight and a half centuries have passed, but no one can brag so much.

"If you want formal military status, I can approve it on the spot." Yu Lian said.

"It seems that it doesn't make much sense... It may be more beneficial for me to maintain my civilian identity now." Eisen thought seriously and answered with a silly smile.

  This big white fat guy not only knows how to scold people, but also knows how to slap them in the face? So, you also want to be a general of the Six Kingdoms, right?

As for Colonel Chester Rozes, he still maintained a gentle and elegant smile: "If I really cried and hoped to stay, it would mean that you are a hypocritical commander and I am a flattering adjutant. In fact, you also know that it is difficult for the Titan to stay on the far shore."

"Indeed." This is Rosset. He is not the most imaginative, nor the most decisive, but always the most thoughtful.

"Then we have to make sure we have our own people on board. Isn't it a coincidence now? As soon as this transfer order comes down, even the shipyards on Earth and Mars have our own people."

"…So, Davari Shilozeshi, what does it mean to be one of our own?"

"What did you call me?"

Yu Lian exchanged a meaningful look with the other party, nodded slowly and said: "After arriving on Earth, be sure to pay attention to the situation in Xinya. It is really the most dangerous moment. Your safety is much more important than this broken ship."

"I know what's going on! But I also hope you can understand that your safety is much more important than the Saide Fortress and those god-class ships. Sir, you are more important than you think!"

After watching his old comrades embark on their respective journeys, Yu Lian sighed, opened the terminal and was about to call Marshal Paris, but he felt that it was a bit deliberate. If not handled properly, it might cause embarrassment to both parties.

Who the hell am I? I am the third commander in the Outer Ring War Zone, the (nominally) second commander in the Far Shore Defense Line, the contemporary top general known as the "Dawnbreaker Dragon", the nightmare of the Dragon Kings. How can I fight a war and deal with such unproductive office politics at the same time?

  When the hell am I going to stop having to worry about this crap?

While he was cursing and complaining, he finally found the private phone number of Marshal Ferragu, who was also the commander of the local fleet and the chief of the general staff, and called directly. The phone rang for more than half a minute before it was connected. This was a bit strange. The time in Yonghen City on Earth was less than 22 o'clock in the evening, and as far as Yu Lian knew, the old and strong Marshal Fei had the habit of living at night.

His famous saying is "Live like a young man, and you will always be young! Young veterans never die!"

Yu Lian felt that this statement was actually much more impressive than "Old soldiers never die, they just stick to their tracks."

"It's been a while since I last greeted you, sir." Yu Lian forced out a business smile, looked at the fat marshal on the screen with a slightly stiff expression, and said with a smile: "Were you drunk just now, or were you struggling to answer my call?"

Marshal Ferragu spent a few more seconds to compose himself, and finally managed a friendly smile: "... Oh my, brother Yu Lian, my friend, my good young friend, if you always speak so bluntly, it will be difficult for everyone to step down, and this will be disgraceful."

Yu Lian was also amused: "That is indeed my fault. Anyway, the Independence will set sail as planned and join the Home Fleet."

"I said that although you are young, you know the big picture! Sooner or later, you will stir up trouble in the two colonies and thirteen star regions of the community." Marshal Fei raised his glass behind the screen, showing just the right amount of emotion. Although it was the result of master-level expression management training, it should still be somewhat real.

That's actually enough.

"Don't worry, the officers and soldiers coming from the Outer Ring War Zone are all treasures, and they will definitely be respected by the new recruits. I promise you that."

"And the Mars Cook, it's a bit tricky to turn a museum back into a battleship."

"That's right, isn't it? Just changing the clinker cannon that fires bubble balls back to a real cannon that fires ion bombs is already very troublesome. However, I also know that the ship has a special meaning to you, brother, and it has never been moved." He carefully raised his index finger behind the screen: "I have never lived there for a day."

"I said that the old commander is generous!" Yu Lian also quickly found a wine glass and filled it up, then raised his glass to Marshal Fei behind the screen.

The Marshal's chubby face smiled even more innocently, and he continued, "After being reinstated, it has not been deployed with me. It has only been used as a local patrol ship and training ship for the solar system. We still lack well-trained crews, and the crews of large ships are different from those of small ships. It just so happens that the Cook can fill our vacancies."

Marshal Ferragu muttered, "That's why I didn't agree to turn it into a museum. It should be used as a training ship for large warships. People always say that we, the Communist Party, are the leaders... Yes, we did serve as bureaucrats during the Empire, but that doesn't mean we have rich experience in governing. We are obviously more pragmatic than the other side. Brother, I don't mean anything else. I just hope you can have a clear judgment."

Marshal Paul Ferragu was nearly sixty years older than Yu Lian, but he called him "brother" again and again quite smoothly. If it were anyone else, Yu Lian might have gotten goose bumps, but when it came to this fat old man, he didn't feel disgusted at all.

  This is the real master!

"Once the crew on the Cook is fully trained, will they be able to board the Independence seamlessly?"

"...Of course. But, brother, don't get me wrong. I may not have the chance to use this Titan as my flagship. Now, it is temporarily assigned to the Home Fleet. Legally, it may be under my command for the time being, but in the final analysis, it is still yours. The future is also yours. After all, I am already this old, and this is my last expedition."

"You went to war?"

Marshal Ferragu's eyes suddenly flashed with resentment: "Isn't this what you asked, brother? To let me lead my troops to seize the Chelo Fortress of the Circe Kingdom in advance?"

"I didn't know that you would attach so much importance to my little suggestion. So, did you get it?" Yu Lian showed an expression of being touched and expectant.

"How is that possible? Although young people are full of energy, you must also consider the international image when formulating tactics! This kind of tactic of sneak attacking friendly forces will not be approved by Congress, let alone the Presidential Palace! Wait, you should have known about this a long time ago, right?" Marshal Ferragu looked at Yu Lian suspiciously.

“In fact, as long as we act completely according to the plan, we can control the fortress without bloodshed.” Yu Lian said: “As long as no one dies, it won’t be considered a backstab…”

"Brother Yu Lian, your thoughts are very dangerous now!" Marshal Ferragu muttered, and then he seemed to have thought of something, and took two steps back through the screen, revealing a horrified look: "Don't even think about convincing me! I also know that you psychics can manipulate people's minds! You don't want to do this to your old superior, do you? Do this to an old, weak, helpless man!"

Don't worry, I definitely won't do that. Besides, I've never heard of controlling a person's mind over a distance of 10,000 light years.

Yu Lian said: "Sure enough, they are still on standby in New Atlantis. However, as far as I know, didn't the local fleet set out two weeks ago?"

"Yes. They are led by my subordinate, Vice Admiral Sheul, the deputy commander of the Home Fleet."

Yu Lian remembered that this general had served as the commander of a squadron several times, and was later transferred to Earth to become the chief of fleet services. He is now one of the strong candidates for the chief of the general staff, and it seems that he has a hometown relationship with President Nishita.

In short, his resume is rich, but his achievements are only average. He can be considered a qualified general. Probably...

Yu Lian didn’t know if this was a political struggle. Anyway, he was too lazy to think about it in that direction. He felt so angry that he almost cried when he thought about it.

"You're not in charge of the Earth?" This is what surprised Yu Lian.

Marshal Ferragu finally showed a hint of satisfaction: "I am now leading the second fleet. We have already left the cantilever and are about to enter the New Asia Star Region."

He further explained that two more fully equipped Yinglongs had been unloaded from the dock and it was thought that they could still be sent to the front line.

Therefore, Marshal Ferragu assembled the guard warships from various star regions to form the second reinforcement fleet to support New Atlantis.

"All the usable ships of the star zone guard fleets have been drained." Yu Lian sighed.

"Anyway, the war has come to this point, and there is no need for security in all star regions." Marshal Ferragu laughed and said, "Thanks to the Mars Shipyard, Yinglong, which was supposed to be completed in August, was completed nearly four months ahead of schedule."

  It sounds a bit like making room for the Independence, but no matter what, this spirit of working overtime to build ships for the front line is indeed worthy of encouragement. However, is there really no safety hazard for such a ship?

"A new ship and new soldiers, and a group of retired veterans serving as instructors, without an old man watching, it's really easy for something to go wrong. I still hold the same view, the new recruits will drive the new ship across the starry sea, and when they reach the destination, the rookies will become veterans, and the new ship will definitely be run-in. Brother Yu Lian, when we set out from Nephi with the Lord God, there were also a large number of new recruits on board. Now, which one of them is not vigorous and powerful?"

This is of course consistent with Marshal Fei's usual personality. He is a person who likes to make trouble... no, a person who likes to do practical things, otherwise he would not have risen from a cook to a marshal.

He was indeed very proud of himself for personally leading the troops into battle.

Of course, there may be some small thoughts of not wanting to hand over all the troops to his deputy, but no matter what, as a marshal, it is indeed a proud thing to personally rush to the border area with a reinforcement force of at most the size of a squadron.

However, although this is true, it is too optimistic. Yu Lian couldn't pour cold water on the general. In the current war situation, it is a good thing to have an optimistic spirit.

"The alliance's advisor agrees with your point of view. We should indeed deploy more troops in Xinya. In addition, if we can unite with the Kingdom of Circe, we should be able to guarantee the safety of that direction."

"Advisor to the Alliance?"

"Yes! The Alliance's advisor! With him here, we will have the best coordinator if we are able to reach a joint combat plan with the Circe Kingdom!"

(End of this chapter)