Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

When Ludwig learned that City L, the capital of Country Y, had been bombed, that place that was of great significance to him had been attacked several times, leaving only ruins.

The Air Force was performing the mission. In order to ensure the top secret nature of the operation and prevent leaks, only a few senior generals on the Navy side knew the combat plan.

Ludwig is still a mid-level officer. Although he is appreciated by his direct leaders, he has not entered the decision-making level. Naturally, he has no chance to know this secret in advance.

An hour after the air raid started, news of the incident reached the warship anchored on the coast where he was.

At the front of the deck, facing the fishy and salty but refreshing sea breeze, the soldiers who had come out for air gathered in twos and threes, discussing their opinions on the bombing of City L.

Some people think this step is a very good one.

Attacking the opponent's capital will definitely deal a heavy blow to them and is a powerful deterrent to the enemy.

Some people also expressed regret. City L is a very beautiful city. Why can't it be captured by other means? Instead, it must be blown up?

If this continues, how will he visit those famous scenic spots after occupying City L?

The soldiers talked loudly, as if they had seen their flags flying in the capital of country Y, and the goddess of victory was smiling and waving to them.

Failure was a scenario the soldiers never imagined.

Fighters with excellent performance, the best pilots, and a crushing number of fighters. When these factors are combined, is there any reason why they can't win?

The warship is filled with a joyful atmosphere, and everyone looks happy and happy.

But someone is an exception.

The man wore a simple white shirt and dark military trousers. The orderly had ironed his clothes properly in the morning so that no wrinkles would be visible.

His hair, which had been meticulously combed in the past, was just a handful today, and his brown eyes under his thick eyebrows showed a look of fear.

There was an air raid on City L. Didn’t Tanya live there? !

Ludwig panicked. Can Tanya survive such a large-scale bombing?

If something happens to her, what will she do?

No, it won't... Nothing will happen to Tanya.

She trusted her Lord so wholeheartedly. Shouldn't her Lord protect his followers from danger?

Yes, yes, that must be the case!

Ludwig is not religious, but at this moment, he deeply hopes that the god Tanya believes in will come to earth and exert his power to make his beloved woman unharmed.

After a long time in the panic that was like being gnawed by ants, he finally came to his senses.

The most important thing right now is to confirm whether Tanya is still alive.

After thinking about this, Ludwig turned around and hurried back to the office, grabbing the orderly who was sleeping soundly with one shoulder pressed against the wall.

Orderly Buzzell is a boy under sixteen years old. He has a lot of work in a day.

After finally enduring it until the superior said he wanted to go out to be alone and asked him not to follow him, he quickly seized this rare opportunity and fell asleep soundly.

Ludwig's eyes were firmly fixed on the pool of saliva at the corner of Bazel's mouth, and he raised his palm in disgust.

Just at this moment, Bazel opened his sleepy eyes and woke up.

His mind was not very clear yet, so when he saw the menacing officer trying to beat him, he hid aside in fear.

He begged for mercy vaguely: "Sir, please forgive me. I'm too tired. I will definitely not make the same mistake in the future."

Staring at Bazel's pitiful expression, Ludwig softened and let him go.

He suddenly remembered that if he and Tanya had not separated back then, their child would have been about this old.

Bazel was secretly grateful that he had escaped another disaster.

"Sir, why are you looking for me?" He cleverly diverted Ludwig's attention.

Ludwig had no time to pay attention to his little trick. He quickly walked to the desk, took out the key, bent down and opened the drawer.

Without looking, he grabbed a bunch of banknotes and put them on the table, calling Bazel to come and get them.

This was the first time that Bazel saw so much money. His eyes were straight and he forgot to move for a moment.

Ludwig said coldly: "Get over here yet!"

Bazel smiled ingratiatingly and trotted over to the table.

"I want you to use this money to secretly find out information about a person for me." Ludwig revealed his purpose.

Bazel quickly asked: "Who are you asking for information about?"

Ludwig stared at the desk lamp in a daze for a while, then slowly said Tanya's name and her detailed address in City L.

Bazel was surprised, and after being surprised, he began to try to stop the commander from doing this.

He didn't know what the love-hate relationship was between Tania and the commander, but on the cusp of war between the two countries, it was undoubtedly an extremely risky thing to look for people from the enemy country.

Once the superior's behavior is discovered, being ordered to self-examine is the lightest punishment.

What he was worried about was that the chief might be accused of collaborating with the enemy, and no one would be able to save them by then.

Bazel was moved by Ludwig's feelings, but Ludwig still insisted on his own way.

He promised Bazel that if the matter was exposed, he would take full responsibility and would not implicate him.

Bazel opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

There was no denying that he had concerns about this.

Who doesn’t cherish his own little life?Especially when he's still so young.

But he did sincerely think about his superior.

Is it possible to risk your future and your life for a woman to this extent?

Ludwig was a pretty good officer, and although he did take action against him, it was only when he was at fault.

Others didn't treat their orderlies as human beings at all, and Bazel thought he was lucky.

He had been with his superior for a long time, and he had some feelings for him. Motivated by this feeling between his superiors and subordinates, Bazel tried his best to persuade Ludwig.

But judging from the current situation, it turns out that the superior never regarded him as one of his own, and he didn't care to listen to his advice.

What more can he say?

He has nothing to say.

Bazel bowed a military salute to Ludwig respectfully, then took the order and went out.