Chapter 871: He's here

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The virtual light curtain in the center of the war room is like a miniature universe. Sauber's slender, sculpted figure stood still. Blazing stars, planets of different colors, as well as misty nebula and white quicksand-like asteroid belt, suspended quietly on his chest, shoulders, waist and abdomen.
In front of his eagle-eyed eyes, the West York Reconnaissance Fleet was losing ground under the siege of the bandits.
The stereoscopic image completely simulated by Skynet is no different from reality. The number, size, appearance details of the battleships and the route of the fleet movement, the explosion of fire and even the debris flying towards the vast void are captured by the far-sighted device and radar, and are completely displayed on the virtual screen.
Sauber walked slowly around the battlefield of fierce fighting in the light curtain. Battleships like the thumb-sized battleships and flying ants flew in front of him, strangling fiercely. The criss-crossing energy cannons and the successive explosions of light reflected on his face, light and dark.
In the war room, sixty or seventy senior senior commanders of the West Coast sat around the round conference table, their eyes moving with Sauber's footsteps.
Moore stood aside.
Among the neatly shining stars, the rank of the colonel on the shoulder of the round-faced staff officer was unusually dazzling. This is his new epaulet after being promoted by the leapfrog. If you go back for a short period of time, he is just a major who is barely able to enter the headquarters of the headquarters.
The white electronic shadowless light illuminates the war room. In the light curtain, the warship that roamed open the fire was in the final lore.
The atmosphere in the war room is becoming more and more dignified and killing with the decrease in the number of West Coast reconnaissance and warships in the left-wing theater.
The generals stared intently at the light curtain. Moore seemed absent-minded. From time to time, his eyes will leave the light curtain and be cast by the porthole in the corner of the war room.
There, a little girl wearing little red leather boots sat quietly. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes closed halfway, and thousands of stars of light from the star penetrated through the porthole and shone on her white and beautiful face. Long eyelashes tremble slightly in the sun, and the thin pinna is slightly reddish as if transparent.
She is so quiet, so beautiful and lovely. Where she sat quietly was like an intoxicating picture, which was incompatible with the killing war room.
On the light curtain, the last destroyer of the West Rio exploded under the siege of the bandit fighter. Thousands of wreckage scattered. One of them flew into Sauber's pupil like a burning meteor. When it turned into a magical bright spot in Sauber's deep eyes, the battle ended.
The floating planet disappears. The nebula, the asteroid belt and the dark universe curtain also dispersed.
The center of the bright war room was restored, and Sauber stood alone.
"Precise fit." Sauber's cold face didn't show any expression. He turned around in the same place, turned a blind eye to the dozens of Generals in the West, but turned his gaze to the lowest-ranking Moore. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Colonel Moore, you guessed it!"
Moore was silent and stood still. It seems that Sauber is not complimenting himself.
The almost solidified atmosphere in the war room has become deeper. Hearing Sauber's compliments on Moore, General Sijo's expressions were different. They either watched their noses and eyes, or looked at Moore with complicated eyes, or twisted their heads dismissively in a silent sneer.
They did not know where Sauber had found a major who was not a superior race.
On the cultivation of temperament, this staff with a round face compared with the noble and talented young generals of the Allied Forces of the West Covenant Army is like a toad like a swan. But, this guy is on the way to the southeast, but he is in the limelight!
Now, he has become the most common person around Sauber. The degree of favorability even exceeded the familiar Major General Alessandro.
This makes the generals of the famous members of the West Treaty countries uncomfortable. It felt like a group of noble lions, mixed with a dirty and stinky soil hyena!
Perhaps it was hyenas who knew the nature of hyenas best. It is said that this Colonel Moore, after accurately predicting the defeat of Admiral Banning, was in the three-group combat guidance seminar for the forward reconnaissance fleet at the headquarters headquarters staff. He also foresaw the possible ambush of the left-wing bandits.
"General Brazil."
In the silence, Sauber stood with his hands down, looking at a round face close to Moore, but no longer had a lieutenant, and asked: "The three teams of the staff are fighting When submitting the analysis report, did you point out that the bandit army might use its stealth technology to set up an ambush on the left? "
"Yes, General. It was pointed out," Lieutenant Blazier nodded swiftly, and then said quickly: "But that was proposed by Colonel Moore during the tactical discussion and was not received by all the team members. I agree, and there is no final written report. Although Colonel Moore insisted repeatedly, the three operational groups still removed this inference when they submitted a formal analysis report ... "
The ashamed lieutenant general explained further: "... The team leader Lieutenant General Carson said that Colonel Moore was alarmist. He thought that before this, our army had been forcing the bandit fleet to retreat into the double star corner corridor. Before our army stopped advancing, the bandit army had been retreating. "
Brazier said, scrambling to draw a circle in the confrontation airspace between the two fleets of the interstellar chart, and then said: "At that time, the Philippine Allied forces had not arrived yet. Therefore, Lieutenant General Carson believes that the bandits cannot predict that we will There is a confrontation here, and it is even more impossible to set up an ambush fleet under the advancement of our army. Since then, every move of the bandit fleet is under the supervision of our fleet, so ... "
"General Brazil, you made three mistakes."
Sauber coldly interrupted Brazil ’s explanation,
First, you are the officer in charge of the battlefield reconnaissance support program for the front battalion. Admiral Carson ’s comments and Colonel Moore ’s Judgment is just a reference, and the decision of whether to adopt is in your hands! "
"Second," Sauber's eyes grew more and more cold: "After General Banning collapsed Mortis, I have raised the threat level of the bandit to the highest level. Yin Jian is not far away, how dare you let the left-wing reconnaissance fleet Carry out a battle plan approaching 500,000 kilometers of the other side for battlefield shielding ?! "
"Third, wrong is wrong, you should not shirk responsibility." Sauber said coldly. "You are not only arrogant, but stupid! Go out!"
In the war room, the generals were silent.
Looking at Brazier who walked out of the automatic gate with no one in sight, everyone knew that the lieutenant general responsible for battlefield reconnaissance and shielding was over.
Sauber rarely treats his subordinates, and never shows his authority in this way. However, once you make a mistake, then you can feel his coldness.
Moreover, the decision he made could not be changed even by William III.
After Brasil's figure disappeared, Sauber said to Alessandro next to him: "Subpoenaed, relieved Lieutenant General Carson of all duties and waited for disposal. Colonel Moore, the leader of the three groups of operations of the Staff Serve. "
His gaze glanced coldly around the generals of the allied coalition forces in West Jordan: "The appointment takes effect immediately."
Everyone is awe-inspiring!
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When Moore followed Sauber into the spacious and simple office, he saw that the little girl walking in front curled up on the sofa again, staring at the star outside the window without saying a word. The golden light seemed to have endless appeal to her, so it wouldn't be tiresome to watch it quietly all day.
But soon, the star's light was blocked by a moving fleet.
The light in the office dimmed.
Moore knew that it was the major fleets of West Rio that had just concluded the pre-war meeting. From now on, the direction of the fiery star will be blocked by countless warships and warplanes. Perhaps for a long time to come, all the little girls can see are endless artillery and death.
This is too cruel for a little girl!
Who was General Sauber, and why did the General bring her around in such a war? Moore felt his head hurt. The curiosity about this quiet little girl even exceeded the fear and joy that he had just been appointed as the leader of the third combat team.
It took a lot of effort before Moore let his eyes go to the little girl who made him curious.
At the battle meeting just concluded, His Excellency Sauber has declared that the fleet is in combat. The battle will start at any time. At this time, he was called into the office by the general, obviously not to explore the origin of a little girl, or drink a cup of coffee.
"What do you think of the combat effectiveness of the bandits?" Sauber sat down behind his desk.
Moore stood upright and was about to answer, but found that Sauber waved his hand at him and turned his gaze to the sofa, staring at the little girl? !
"He's here."
The little girl's voice was as crisp as an Oriole, but Moore was a little dazed. This was the first time he heard this girl wearing a pair of beautiful little red leather boots talking. He didn't know who she was talking about, but he knew that she was answering Sauber's question about the bandits!
This is incredible!
In amazement, Moore saw the little girl turned back.
She did not go to see Sauber, but looked at herself with a pair of clear eyes with a little curiosity. "Otherwise, how could their route and cooperation be so precise?"
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