Him and their stars.

Chapter 1814 Long Live Marshal Yu Lian

When returning to Earth with the Independence, Rozes received information about the Barat Galaxy from Yu Lian. He knew about this galaxy, which was located on the edge of the Central Continent, far away from the main trade routes and densely populated areas. He had never heard of any important resources, and there had been no detailed development or exploration in the more than a thousand years since it was discovered by explorers.

However, if there really are many hollow dwarf planets somewhere, they can indeed be utilized.

After all, it is also part of the native star zone, with routes to the cantilever, the earth, New Chang'an, and New Baghdad, and it seems to have all the conditions for playing hide-and-seek.

In short, now that the direction of action had been decided, everyone's morale had visibly recovered a lot.

Rozesh waved his fist again and shouted: "It is the unshirkable responsibility of our generation to overthrow the imperial tyranny! Overthrow the imperial tyranny! Overthrow the evil imperial invaders!"

The officers on the scene immediately started shouting, even the airborne troops. Major General Langner, who was already over 60 years old, was particularly excited.

Belmonte felt that if he didn't yell a few words, he would appear to have lost, so he could only punch and yell a few times without making a loud sound.

Then he felt the presence of the camera.

Needless to say, my shouting action just now must have been recorded, and maybe even the lip movements have been broken down and subtitled.

Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Belmont sighed heavily in his heart and decided to give up on himself.

It would be fine if he suffered at the hands of Yu Lian, but if he was Yu Lian's non-psychic subordinate, he would still suffer. If the young lady knew about it, she would make fun of him in the next century, right? But now he didn't care at all.

Now, he heard Rozes's speech continue. His voice was still not loud, but it was getting stronger and stronger: "Everyone please remember that the king can surrender, but the country cannot surrender, the government can surrender, but the earth cannot surrender! The people cannot surrender! Even if I die in battle, I will never accept the order from the earth to surrender."

"The earth cannot be surrendered! The people cannot be surrendered!" Regardless of whether the people on the scene really think so, it is enough to prove their loyalty with passionate shouts.

Such loyalty is beyond words!

"No matter what happens in the future, no matter where we are, no matter who is in command of the Independence, you must remember that the Independence only accepts orders from Commander Yu. Do you understand?" Ross said again in a matter-of-fact tone.

Hello, hey, hey? You were just talking about people, the earth, and the country. A warship does not obey its own legitimate government, but obeys a single person? Do you really understand what you are talking about?

Claire Belmont looked sideways when he heard this, but he couldn't help but feel excited. He thought, if he could take a picture of everything here and show it to the young lady, she would definitely praise him, right?

Isn't this the scene that the Berenkast family, the Belmont family, the Ariel family, and the entire alliance want to see the most?

There was a very brief pause at the scene, but then Major General Langner was the first to shout "Long live!" He reacted faster than the veterans of the Yu Fleet, his voice was louder than the young officers of the Lionheart Society, and he even seemed more loyal than Rozes himself.

This old guy is a talent! It is indeed the right decision to spare his life, thought Rozes.

Of course, in comparison, it would be more correct to kill the psychic named Colonel Man. That guy is Mao Yuanzuo's best friend, and he is a huge security risk at this time.

"Long live Marshal Yu Lian!" Belmont shrank into the crowd, letting an ordinary officer's head block his face, but he also responded loudly, and even his words had the effect of spiritual words.

Although he was a foreigner, his influence among the young people present was much greater than that of old Langner, and he immediately attracted a lot of loud responses.

Needless to say, this old friend of the Earth people is a talent among talents. Rozes's eyes swept across Belmont's face. However, although he is still trustworthy now, as the war situation changes, the close cooperation between the two sides needs to be questioned. We still need reliable psychics on our side on the Independence.

Fortunately, before leaving the earth, he had already contacted Yang Mingzhao, the Secretary General of the Presidential Office.

If nothing unexpected happens, there will be such people among the reinforcements coming from Xin Chang'an.

Just like that, with everyone's high morale, the Independence sailed towards the free other side of the starry sky.

Unconsciously, a trend of thought that should not appear in this generation slowly emerged on the only Titan ship owned by the earthlings.

Of course, this trend of thought may have already appeared, but it has only now gradually come to light. However, for many people in the Lionheart Club and even the Pioneer Party, this situation is just right. They will no longer feel at a loss.

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In fact, Rozes did not deceive everyone on the ship. He had indeed contacted Marshal Paul Ferragu on Earth and received the latter's blessing. Although the Marshal was a little confused about Rozes and the Independence's choice, he could not object.

Of course, he didn't know that there was a hollow dwarf planet in the Barat system where the Titans could hide, but he also knew that the Imperial Fleet in the cantilever direction had received support. After restoring the law and order of the New Paris system, the main force of the fleet had already set out and was approaching the border of the Community's home star zone from another direction.

Under such circumstances, it was impossible for the Independence to escape to the Minlan Republic via the Mindun Route or to risk crossing the cantilever to the New Shenzhou.

In comparison, guerrilla warfare based on the local galaxy may be the only option.

Marshal Paris, who was in Xin Chang'an, was actually more pessimistic about this.

During the call with Marshal Ferragu, the Chief of the Military Order shook his head, worriedly: "From Earth to Silla... even if we take the longest route, it will take at least a month."

Xinluo is the capital of the Zhonglu Star Region. The old marshal's meaning is very simple. Once the Earth is lost, the fall of the neighboring Zhonglu Star Region is only a matter of time. The Independence is hiding in this star region, which is equivalent to hiding under the nose of the Empire. What can it do?

Marshal Ferragu hesitated and said, "Well, Lieutenant Colonel Rozes told me something about the principle of darkness under the lamp..."

Marshal Paris was silent for a few seconds. If he were the old him, he would have started to curse. But now, the exhausted old marshal just sighed and said, "That's storytelling."

Marshal Ferragu twitched his lips awkwardly, and forced out a warm smile. "Well, old sir, you know that I really don't know anything about military affairs. But Lieutenant Colonel Rosser is indeed a top student of the Tiger Talisman Group, a comrade of Dawn, and has experienced many battles. Of course, what he says is what counts."

You are the commander of the Home Fleet and the deputy director of the Military Command Headquarters. Why are you controlled by a little cadet? Marshal Paris still wanted to curse, but he found that he didn't know where to start, and his expression became even gloomier.

Marshal Ferragu said with a wry smile, "But didn't you also acquiesce to their actions? I heard that you sent all the outstanding military academy students in Xin Chang'an to reunite with the Independence. They are the last seed, and you gave them everything."

Marshal Paris shook his head and sighed, "There are no more soldiers available in Xin Chang'an. I even equipped the training ships used by the aviation school with weapons, and finally gathered fifty or sixty ships, but I'm afraid they are still no match for a light cruiser of the Empire."

"At least in terms of quantity, it is almost as large as my own domestic fleet." Ferragu said with a smile.

"...You old bastard!" Marshal Paris couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Of course he knew that the other party was telling a joke to comfort him. This guy was able to rise from a cook to a marshal, relying on this kind of smooth talker who could put down his status at any time, right? In the past, he was particularly disgusted by this greasy smile that was full of friendly and unrestrained, and felt that it was particularly annoying because of the lack of military system, but now, after looking at it for a while, he actually liked it a little bit. He admitted that he was actually comforted and felt much better.

"Military cadets without warships are no different from unarmed civilians, but if they have warships, they will become hope. Well, brother Ferrago, although this may sound ridiculous, it is indeed our only choice."

"After all, Colonel Rozes is the young man's confidant and can lead them well." Marshal Ferragu's tone was not so much full of hope as it was forcing himself to believe it all.

Since "that person" was mentioned, Marshal Paris's expression flashed with a hint of obvious struggle, and his face suddenly became complicated.

Marshal Ferragu laughed. "Oh, I know what you are worried about. You are just worried that there will be no one to inherit the republican legacy that Marshal Li left for the people of Earth. The only hope of the people of Earth, a natural god of war, a natural leader, does not look like a soldier of the republican system at all."

"Since the New Asia Campaign, the National Defense Council and the Military Command Headquarters have been unable to issue direct orders to him. Not even once," said Marshal Paris.

"What you said is correct. He is different from us. He has never been a professional soldier who follows the rules. But, old sir, has there ever been such a person in the history of the earth? A supernatural being who is like a god's chosen one, a natural military god and an impressive leader?"

"Yes, he looks like a natural dragon king. If he wore a pair of golden contact lenses, the empire would have announced a few years ago that he was the descendant of the royal family."

"The dragon kings of the empire couldn't write that book... Why are you looking at me like that? After all, I am a marshal and have read a few books seriously. I even went to night school and have a degree. Of course I have read that book."

Marshal Ferragu laughed heartily. "Old sir, I don't know what country Yu Lian dreams of. However, no matter if he is a rebellious warlord or an ambitious person with ulterior motives, even if he is the worst, he must be much better than the Dragon Kings, right? Of course, it must be better than the current Earth."

Looking at the other person's heartless smile, the old marshal had to admit that, at least in terms of mentality and emotional intelligence, he was really far away from this colleague.

"The King of Suliuca, Brunhilde, judging from her policies in New Asia and New Baghdad, she seems to be a bit like a sage philosopher king," Marshal Paris said with a smile.

"That must have been influenced by Yu Lian, I am very sure! In that case, why not wait for the real owner?" Marshal Ferragu said solemnly.

Marshal Paris was amazed, staring at the other party with his eyes wide open like copper bells: "Damn it! I suddenly realized that you are more suitable to be the minister than me!"

Marshal Ferragu grinned foolishly. He was not sure whether his old commander was mocking him, so he had to smile awkwardly.

After another indescribable silence, Marshal Paris smiled with relief: "Forget it, if the matter on the Independence is related to Yu Lian himself, I would be worried. That kid doesn't seem like someone who can hide from grievances, but Colonel Rosset would be the most suitable candidate. Hahaha, there are many famous generals in the 830th world, and the only one who can endure the anger for a while is Rosset himself."

As soon as the Independence left the Terra sector, the two marshals used their influence to approve Chester Ross's promotion order.

The marshals’ idea was very simple: if the central government of the community was gone, it would be necessary to continue to organize military and civilian resistance. Of course, the higher the official rank, the better it sounded.

In fact, they wanted to give Rozes a star directly. However, promotion to general required the approval of the National Defense Committee, and to lieutenant general and above required the approval of Congress.

But now with the enemy at the gates, how can we expect the Earth’s central government to perform its normal functions?

Therefore, the two marshals simply did their best within their authority. They promoted all the meritorious middle and lower-level officers of the Outer Ring Fleet, Yulian Fleet, and Yang Fleet.

In just 455 hours, the Military Command and the National Defense Committee approved the appointment of 1077 colonels, 2866 lieutenant colonels, and majors, in addition to nearly lieutenants. It was like a country about to fall, and people were making wishes for official positions.

As a result, all the 830 Party members, including Luo Zeshi, entered the category of senior military officers. Although most of them have not received promotion orders at all, the promotion is indeed legal.

The National Defense Committee was still very cooperative. Acting Chairman Mr. Pegle knew that he was the one taking the blame, and he was playing dirty from beginning to end. He certainly didn't help, but he didn't ruin anything either, and he even made things easier. At such a critical moment, he was the best Chairman of the National Defense Committee.

However, Marshal Paris still asked one more question: "Chairman Maxell..."

Marshal Ferragu pointed to his temple and said, "He has a massive intracranial hemorrhage and is still hanging on."

Even in this day and age, brain injuries are a tricky matter.

"That old guy... is really clean." The marshal cursed in a low voice. His expression was very sad but seemed to be a little envious:

"There were three old guys at the start of the war, and now I'm the only one left."

Marshal Ferragu said: "Well, I am also an old fellow..."

"You're not even seventy years old, you're still pretty young." Marshal Paris said with a straight face, "Where's the president?"

President Nishita's last public appearance was ten days ago. At that time, the Empire's fleet had not yet entered the solar system.

"We communicated yesterday and asked about the defense situation on Earth and the Moon. The President said that he has moved to the underground shelter."

After all, it is a prosperous inhabited planet, the only birthplace of an independent civilized race, and it has been developed for thousands of years after the cosmic era. Among the thick continental plates of the earth, there are certainly solid and complex underground shelters, and the scale is very large, anyway, it must be much higher than that of Yaochi Star.

This is of course also the military legacy left by the empire.

However, Marshal Paris still had a skeptical expression on his face.

"Did the President say this himself?"

Marshal Ferragu nodded. "It was President Nishita himself. The background of the call was definitely not synthetic, but the source of the signal is indeed unknown."

In this way, whether President Nishita will command the resistance on Earth as he said, or somewhere else, is entirely up to him.

However, what really troubled Marshal Paris was that the whereabouts of the President were unknown, but Mao Yuanzuo was definitely still on Earth. He even appeared at public rallies several times.

The old marshal looked at his colleague on Earth through the screen. This colleague, who had risen to become a marshal with the help of the power of the Common Prosperity Party, had a shadow in his heart that could not be dispelled.

Of course, he considered the possibility that the Earth government would surrender without a fight. However, as the Imperial Fleet got closer and closer to Earth, Marshal Ferragu, a close friend of Mao Yuanzuo, did what a soldier should do. If he were honest, he would not have done better even if he was on Earth.

"Don't worry, Commander Paris. Although I am a cook, I have worn military uniforms for forty years after all. Marshal Li and his comrades, as well as the ancestors of the Lionheart Society, all of which have been built up by one hundred million people over a century of hard work cannot be destroyed in the hands of one person overnight. I am an old soldier and I will stand my last shift." Marshal Ferragu straightened his military cap and saluted his old superior with an unprecedented neat posture.

Marshal Paris was silent for a moment, and then he responded meticulously on the screen light years away: "I won't be much later than you."