Predatory map of ominous birds

On March [-]th, the combat conference held by Marshal Muckenberga on the flagship "Wilhelmina" did not have the part of the small colonel Fafnir, and the fleet of Lieutenant Admiral Grimmelshausen to which he belonged, After the old Vice Admiral came back, he also held a combat communication and distribution meeting with the commanders of the fleet's squadrons and the captains of the Marine Corps companies. |Super speed update text chapter|

During the Fleet Command meeting before the war, Reinhardt was alone.He's used to isolation.The isolation, full of hostility and prejudice, has been experienced countless times in my 18 years of life.Regardless of the change of seasons and the transfer of places, isolation is a pungent taste added to Reinhardt's life.

However, in the Grimmelshausen fleet, Reinhard's isolation can be said to be a very strange taste.It's the impression of toasting alone with no company on a warm late spring night.

"The absolute lack of artillery is a fact, but, Commander, it can be made up for by mobility. If the gunboat is deployed on this axis and moved after ten hours..."

"Hmm, um, good opinion."

Lieutenant General Grimmelshaus nodded with an expression like a grandfather applauding his grandson, but did not take Reinhardt's advice, while the commanders of the Colonel's Squadron on the other side basically looked serious , but there are only two guys who don't look serious or serious at all. Colonel Fafnir and Major Shutekhajan's staff are whispering while making various low-pitched lewd smiles uninterruptedly.Lieutenant General Grimmelshausen is an old man, and he is lenient towards his subordinates on weekdays, especially these two school officers—the reason seems to be that everyone privately rumored that these two people were younger than the Lieutenant General and His Majesty the Emperor. Because of the usual absurdity, but apart from breaking military discipline and violating various small regulations, these two guys are worthy of the title of "nobility", which is actually absurd and insane, and they have not committed any necessary crimes. Strict military discipline gives sanctions for negligence.

But Reinhardt couldn't understand the two officers at all, the young blond lion looked at the two guys with a look like looking at maggots in the cesspit but tried not to reveal it and whispered.

"Huh? The blond-haired kid seems to think we are two maggots? This look! Does he really think we can't see it?" Fafnir whispered to his scum friend wearing glasses.

"That's because you are indeed a maggot, Your Excellency! What else do you think you can do besides having sex?" Major Shutekhajan was not afraid of Colonel Fafnir's cannibalistic eyes at all—the two had known each other for a long time. For more than ten years, I would be afraid that this kind of look is called a joke, and I replied.

"Gustav von Schuttkehausen! You will definitely die from your stinky mouth in the future! Next time I will definitely shoot you with a black gun! Well, the blond haired kid seems to be doing his best, but why bother? How about it? Wouldn’t it be nice to hang out in peace until the end of the battle. Why bother to do this or that.”

After the old general approved Brigadier General Mujere's proposal, he still published his own "sophisticated" tactical plan.Colonel Fafnir and Major Shutekhajan immediately applauded loudly after the proposal, desperately flattering the veteran's tactics.So much so that Reinhardt looked sideways at the two scumbags.

After the old general left, the blond boy ignored the fact that Colonel Fafnir and Major Shutekhajan were still dawdling and did not leave the meeting room, and directly complained to his red-haired friend: "Gilfies, the current The Imperial Army is playing a quartet of imbecility, incompetence, ignorance, and delusion. The reason why it can not be defeated is only because the enemy and our army are of the same level. If someone on the enemy can have one-tenth of my Brain cells, what is Iserlohn Fortress, have long since fallen into the hands of the enemy! And the sycophants and immoral people over there, they should have been used to clean up military discipline, so that the morale and discipline of our army can definitely be raised to the level superior!"

Throwing the melody on the table with one hand, Reinhard said so.

"Ah, really, if I were the marshal, it would be great if I were the commander of the space fleet, and there would never be such a stupid thing again."

"Wouldn't you have the narrow-minded behavior of dismissing the advice of a capable subordinate, Reinhard-sama."

Reinhardt raised his face fluidly, so that the luxurious golden bangs faced the ceiling, forming a small sparkling waterfall.Gilfies' words neutralized his anger.

"Gilfies!"

"Yes, Lord Reinhardt."

"I hate being lectured."

"terribly sorry."

"Huh? Why do you have to apologize, Gilfies. You are advising me, not preaching to me."

After speaking in a mischievous tone, Reinhardt's white and beautiful face flashed a regretful expression, and in a more serious tone, he corrected his own speech.

"I'm just joking, Gilfies."

"I understand, please don't worry about it."

"Your Excellency Brigadier General Mujere, are you referring to us when you said 'sycophants and immoral people'? I think you have a good relationship with Captain Gilfies, have you taken preventive measures?" The major jumped out after watching the conversation between Reinhardt and Gilfies with a cold eye.

"Hey, don't be so sharp, Gustav! Your Excellency Mujere, you want to be a marshal, or the commander of the Imperial Space Fleet... It's good for young people to have goals... Gustaf, let's not hit them We are just two maggots... aren't we? Your Excellency Mujere." Fafnir also added in a strange way.

The blond lion's white and beautiful face was instantly flushed with anger, and he was about to erupt when he took a step forward.The red-haired friend took a step forward and grabbed Reinhardt, who was about to explode, and said, "Colonel Fafnir! Major Shutekhajan! Are you planning to slander your superiors?"

"Ah, nothing." Fafnir pulled Shutekhao and left the conference room with a mean smile.

"The imperial nobles are such moths and scum, they must be wiped out!" Reinhard, who had calmed down, said firmly to his red-haired friend, "Even among the lowly imperial nobles, these two are the most unlimited. Scum!"

For Jillfies, the reputations of Reinhardt and Anne Roger are more important than his own existence. When Reinhardt wants to stand up and defend his reputation, Jill Faais has no reason to stop it.However, when Reinhardt was agitated and spewed fire, and the lava would be harmful to Reinhardt himself, dealing with this situation has always been an extremely important and necessary task for Gilfies. Mission gone.

The young blond lion is directly subordinate to the old general, and the troops under his command are only 0 cruisers, 25 destroyers, [-] gunboats, and [-] missile ships. In terms of strength, it is not as good as the independent Grimmels Howe. Jane Fleet Squadron Commander of Fafnir's.At this moment, Reinhardt doesn't have the ability to suppress Fafnir, it's just that his military rank is one level higher than Fafnir's, but with that age, he has to be considered a huge threat, so look There are too many people who are not used to Reinhardt.

"attack!"

Reinhard sealed those words deep inside his straight and beautiful lips.Two hours had passed since the battle started, and he still hadn't received permission to join the battle.The arrow of ice-blue eyes pierced the screen of the bridge. In order to suppress the high-pitched fighting spirit, he could only hold his hands tightly.

The commander-in-chief of the Imperial Army, Marshal Mick Berga, seems to have put the Grimmelshausen fleet out of combat power, and launched a battle against the Allied forces.Reinhardt has already seen through this point.And what made him even more displeased was that if he was in Mikobelga's situation, he would do the same thing--his own thoughts.

The Grimmelshausen Fleet is located on the far left of the empire.Facing the convex formation of the Allied forces, the Imperial Army adopted a concave formation, and because the battle line rarely changed, only the ships on the right front engaged in artillery fire with the enemy, turning [-]% of the entire fleet into rangers.

"Why don't you concentrate the artillery fire on that space point!"

Reinhardt almost gritted his teeth.Combining the visual information obtained from the screen and the three-dimensional coordinate display screen, Reinhardt can accurately grasp and analyze the overall current situation of the battle situation.According to Reinhardt's judgment, moving the whole team forward for six light seconds (approximately 0 million kilometers), circling in the direction of two o'clock and concentrating the artillery fire can deal a heavy blow to the enemy's right flank.

"The little guy must be roaring?" Fafnir asked the friend of the chief of staff standing behind.

"Who are you talking about? Reinhardt? It should be. Regardless of age, the proposal at the meeting is indeed a reasonable and effective proposal. It's just...too sharp."

"Oh, then you still deliberately provoke this golden retriever? Aren't you afraid that he will shoot you, a scumbag, after he is promoted to major general, lieutenant general or even general in the future?"

"It's just that I can't help it for a while, besides, sir, you are also capable, and you may not be promoted much slower than him."

"He has a good sister...I don't have one, so I'm using you to sell my ass?"

While the two guys were chatting in a non-nutritive dialogue, they were giving orders and exchanging artillery fire with the Allied forces-yes, they were the squadron that was engaging in artillery fire entertainment with the enemy on the right front.

"Master Reinhardt. Please pay attention to our right fleet that is fighting the enemy. Their movement and firing." Gilfies reminded Reinhardt.

"Indeed, the loss is slight. Moreover, the movement of the fleet is completely regular, and there is no superfluous behavior at all, and there are not many flaws. Who is the commander over there?"

"It's the fleet of Colonel Fafnir, who annoys adults in front."

"Really...Although it is a collection of scumbags, their command ability is on the average line. By the way, Gilfies, does it mean that they have a very good staff officer acting as a commanding officer?"

"Not sure, I'll check their fleet officer list."

Reinhardt waved his hand and made no further comments.

At [-]:[-], the sluggish Grimmelshausen fleet, still maintaining its usual sluggishness, began to advance from its assigned position.

"The Grimmels fleet has moved."

The 76-year-old admiral's surname is too long, so even the friendly troops are called by abbreviated names from time to time. This also shows that this old man is not taken seriously by the military department. After receiving this report from the operator of the general headquarters Marshal Mick Berga, of course, did not accuse the operator of being rude.Because he himself despised the old man more than anyone else.He looked at the screen and the three-dimensional coordinate display screen alternately with eyes that did not have any kindness.

"The old man was too slow to react. It's useless to move now, it's just a waste of energy."

Marshal Mick Berga couldn't help but be speechless.Not to mention Reinhardt's point of view, in terms of objective evaluation, Mick Berga is not that incompetent.He has not committed a fatal defeat, and since he took the position of commander of the space fleet, the imperial circle of influence has not been shaken.

Mick Berga just spit out his tongue and it was over, while Reinhard blushed his originally fair face and bit his reddish lips in order to hold back his gnashing of teeth.His small combat group was blocked by friendly forces from brisk progress, and a group of assault landing ships that showed "sluggishness" blocked Reinhardt's front.Why are there assault landing ships in this position?The lack of uniformity in the speed of action of the fleet as a whole, and the confusion in command and operation showed that Grimmelshausen lacked not only tactical ability, but also a fundamental lack of vision for battle.

"However, First-Class General Obresa, the director of the Panzergrenadiers, also participated in this battle. It should be because he judged that the possibility of fighting on the ground is very high."

Gilfies asked Reinhard to pay more attention.The name he mentioned was a burly man with a height of two meters and corresponding three-dimensional bones.

"Hmph, Obreza?"

Reinhard rudely called out the names of people four ranks higher than himself.His voice would have been heard by a dozen or more of his subordinates were it not for the sound-shielding force field surrounding the commander's seat.Obresa's bravery should be said to be ferocious, and even the Allied forces are well known. They jealously called Obresa a "meat maker".Reinhardt's assessment of him is not far behind.

"Gilfies, if you fight that minced meat maker, will you win?"

"Not very confident."

Gilfies smiled.As far as Reinhardt knew, this red-haired friend also possessed rare strength in the world in terms of hand-to-hand combat skills, and he was not a loser in one-on-one battles.Reinhard is the same on this point, but he still loses to Gilfies, Reinhard himself thinks so.The red-haired friend's answer seemed to disappoint Reinha, he closed his hard lips, and turned his gaze to the screen.

The war fell into a stalemate, and Reinhardt was forced to stay in the middle of the dull fleet and slowly advance without anyone to cooperate.The young lion's anger grew until it was reduced to slumped shoulders and a sigh.

Fafnir's work was done properly, he did not launch many attacks but also defended impeccably. "Shutke Haojian, anyway, destroying one more warship of the rebels will not give us one more Imperial Mark. So it's better to be lazy."

The establishment of the Fafnir fleet is much larger than that of an ordinary colonel's squadron. It is really because the Imperial Army regards this fleet as a recycling bin for waste and human scum.Since the chief officer is a scumbag, wouldn't it be good to throw all the thorns and scumbags who have noble status and are not easy to deal with?The Ministry used this idea to keep throwing problem personnel into the force, resulting in a force that was almost comparable to a separate Commodore Squadron.And Fafnir and the others have no interest in strengthening military discipline other than general military discipline at all, making behaviors that are prohibited according to imperial law very common in this army-for example, a large number of soldiers are scattered around the barracks of their fleet. Brothels and casinos prohibited by imperial law.Fortunately, Fafnir and his subordinates are very strict about the improvement of the army's combat capability, so that this army can still show the combat effectiveness of a normal imperial army on the battlefield.