About my super space sniper battle

【"I am the wind under the marshal's banner."】

Colonel Scott walked into the office of the Central Security Bureau at nine o'clock in the morning, and accidentally found a paper letter pressed in front of the case.He picked up the white gilt-edged envelope and turned it over, only to see a red wax seal printed on the back of the envelope.

In this era when paper letterheads are rare, the colonel stroked the red wax seal with the royal emblem, and knew the contents of the letter before opening it.

The tall and unruly figure of Marshal Guangyi passed by his office. When he saw the colonel holding the envelope, he stopped deliberately and leaned against the door: "You also received it?"

Marshal this morning, received a handwritten invitation from the families of both the groom and the bride.Thinking about the high standard of this wedding, I had to attend it.

Colonel Scott glanced at the marshal, and put the unopened letter back on the table: "Princess Silver Tooth grew up with me, and now she is getting married."

The marshal stepped into the colonel's office and teased him: "You don't want to?"

"You know I don't have one." The colonel shrugged lightly, lowering his head and sorting out other documents on the optical screen.

Today's colonel speaks to the marshal, and his words and sentences are extraordinarily polite.

Colonel Scott was busy with official duties and had no intention of chatting with Marshal Guangyi, so Marshal Ren stood aside and focused on the documents.His eyelashes drooped, he didn't speak, and he looked like he wanted to drive away the guests.

The marshal was thick-skinned, looking around at the colonel's desk, contentedly.

"I've heard people say that wedding invitations are sealed with this kind of wax, which is an unlucky symbol." The marshal casually picked up the invitation from the colonel's desk, feeling the uneven wax seal with his fingertips, "It is said that it is easy for people to open the envelope. Breaking the wax seal into pieces will cause the family seal to fall apart, implying disharmony in marriage."

"Marshal's words sound a bit disrespectful." The colonel stopped to look at him.

Lightborn Tuxi shrugged, picked up the letter opener from Colonel Scott's desk, sliced ​​the back of the knife into the inside of the envelope, and carefully pried off the wax seal completely. "Look." There was an innocent smile on his face.

The colonel looked aside coldly: "Marshal, you just opened my personal letters."

"Okay, here you are." Guangyi Tuxi handed the invitation to the colonel.The colonel couldn't resist, so he had to take the wedding invitation out of the envelope face to face.There was another piece of letter paper in the invitation card, and the colonel slowly unfolded the letter paper, and what came into view was the neat handwriting written by the king for decades:

"Scott Lover..." The colonel barely finished reading the first line, and the letter was quickly taken away by the marshal.

"Your Majesty never called me Ai Qing." The marshal glanced at the king's handwriting.

"You are the commander in chief of the armed forces." The colonel took back the letter from the marshal, and quickly scanned it—the king had nothing else to say, but wrote some routine greetings, and the clichés of inviting guests to the wedding on behalf of the weak princess of her natal family.

In the end, he said that he felt physically weak today, and reminded the colonel to take care of his health.

"Childhood sweethearts, the treatment is different after all." The marshal folded his arms and nodded with an evil smile.

"I haven't had much contact with His Majesty. I think it's because the princess recently came out of the cabinet, which reminded Your Majesty of the past when I was a child." Colonel Scott explained calmly.

"Okay, I naturally know that you and His Majesty have nothing to do." The marshal suddenly approached intimately, whispering in a whisper, his lips almost touched the colonel's thin ears.

The colonel backed away in shock, glanced vigilantly outside the office door where people were coming and going, and almost said "the marshal respects himself".

The marshal's eyes fluttered, the tip of his tongue licked his lips, and he stared at Colonel Scott with a lot of meaning.The colonel felt that the marshal looked like a male lion in heat, and his scalp went numb.

The colonel tightened his collar subconsciously.

The marshal saw it, and couldn't help laughing: "Why are you nervous, and it doesn't treat you."

Colonel Stuko touched his nose and kept his eyes fixed.

"Okay, let's get down to business." Seeing him like this, the marshal took a step back slowly, his tone becoming gentle and polite.

The colonel's tense nerves relaxed a bit, and he looked up at the Guangyi Tuxi.The marshal's eyes were so deep that he didn't dare to look at them for a long time; he felt that if he looked at them for a while, he would get lost in those eyes.

"I just went to Zixun Hospital in the morning." The Marshal also looked away, "Yingshan is close to brain death, I plan to respect her previous will and take off the ventilator in the afternoon."

Colonel Scott did not expect that the other party would mention Zhuo Yingshan.The matter was of great importance, he lowered his head and thought for a long time, and couldn't help but ask, "Does Shi Hui know about this matter?"

"I told him, but he turned around and went to play other things." The marshal shook his head, "Shi Hui was too young, and had an accident in Yingshan after he was born. He didn't get along with his mother for a long time in his memory. Get to know Yingshan."

"Yingshan is too pitiful." The colonel lowered his eyebrows.

"Life and death are a matter of life."

Colonel Scott remained silent, watching the Marshal's eyes clearly.

"My relationship with her is exhausted, but she is Shi Hui's biological mother, so she should be buried with honor after death." The marshal continued, "I plan to temporarily bury Yingshan alone in the Yisha Palace Cemetery."

Guangyi Tuxi did not arrange Zhuo Yingshan to enter the military cemetery, that is to say, the commander-in-chief of the three armies died in the future and did not intend to be buried with his first wife.

The colonel realized this: "Then, a hundred years from now, Marshal..." He regretted asking the question as soon as he said it.

"The same acupuncture point after death, I want to wait for another person." He turned his eyes to the colonel.

——I'm afraid the marshal won't be able to wait.The colonel laughed inwardly.

"Marshal is strong and healthy, and he still has a hundred years to go, so don't think about what's going on behind him too early, I'm the one who is talking too much." The colonel looked at the man like a lion, "The people from the ether star are eyeing, and Huo Dongxing still needs you to maintain peace. I wish Serve as the marshal and assist the empire."

Seeing him avoiding the topic, the Marshal looked at him more directly: "Aiden, is the person you follow the Commander-in-Chief, or me?"

Colonel Scott was forced to take a step back by the marshal, his eyes met, hesitant to speak.

"There is no one else here, just tell me the story." The marshal's eyes were burning.

The marshal and the colonel looked at each other, their thoughts fluttered, and the air in the room seemed to freeze for a second.

"I am the wind under the Marshal's banner." After a long while, Colonel Scott slowly replied.He lowered his voice, blurring the meaning of his answer.

Guangyi Tuxi's eyes flickered, he sighed, and stopped asking.

"In the afternoon, I will go to Zixun Hospital to deal with Yingshan's affairs." Marshal pondered for a moment and said, "If you are free, go and accompany Shi Hui at night—you have a way of dealing with children, he likes you."

"it is good."

"Don't tell him too much about Yingshan. He is still young, so tell him slowly when he grows up."

"Yes, Marshal."

*****

On the afternoon of that day, the news of the death of Marshal Guangyi's original wife Zhuo Yingshan, who had been in a coma for seven years, quietly logged into Huo Dongxing's public network.

"Ah, Zhuo Yingshan has withdrawn the ventilator." Princess Yinya browsed the official obituary on the public network in the king's huge study, reminding the king of a country on the other side of the long table. "Brother King, remember to send a condolence letter to Marshal Guangyi."

Huo Dongqian raised his head in the vast sea of ​​books: "Ah, I saw it too, and I'm writing it."

The princess no longer reminded her, she lowered her head and continued to read the books and materials she was interested in.The spacious study room was silent, and two bookworms were sitting at one end of the long table, like two young children studying quietly in the library.

The king swiped up and down the old-fashioned Internet interactive screen in front of him, carefully watching the discussions on the public network about Zhuo Yingshan's death—there were hardly any heated discussions.The people of Huo Dongxing really don't have much interest in this unattractive Mrs. Marshal who has been sleeping in bed for many years and has a limited sense of existence.Compared with the marshal's triumphant advances in politics and military affairs, Guangyi Tuxi's private affairs are extremely low-key and boring in the eyes of the public, which makes the people lose the motivation to dig further.

The King acknowledges that Marshal Lightborn has been a flawless spiritual leader when it comes to his public image.

The combat hero who saved the king by himself in the counter-colonial war, the greatest creator of the peaceful era on the main star of Huo Dong, started his career from the humble post of animal trainer, and rose from the rank of major to the rank of four-star general. It took 45 years to create the fastest promotion speed in the military history of the empire.

——Actually, if it weren’t for the military department’s minimum age limit for being the commander-in-chief of the three armies, according to the fervent hope of the majority of the people, the year when Guangyi Tuxi, whose personal image is noble and resolute, brave and good at fighting, would have taken control of Huo Dongxing’s military power would have been earlier.This mighty military officer carried almost all the hopes of the people of Huo Dongxing to fight back against the colonists.More radical voices believe that the Marshal of Lightborn should be the destined candidate to end Huo Dongxing's long-term weakened imperial power.

Even—the king fell into a bad memory—Huo Dongqian, who had lost his legs, was hospitalized after being rescued by Lightborn Tuxi from the ether planet. When Aiden Scott came to visit, he was only concerned about this young man. Officer's business.

"You will canonize him, right? Lightborn Tuxie, he is really amazing!" Scott, a middle school student, stood in front of the king's sickbed with exaggerated gestures, his eyes seemed to twinkle like stars, "Besides, he is so young! I I think he will be the future marshal!"

"How can it be so easy to be a marshal." Huo Dongqian threw Scott cold water.

"It's not easy to be a king." Scott, a middle school student, lowered his head and looked at the severed limbs on Huo Dongqian's couch. His words were finally suppressed.

"Qian, you really don't plan to regenerate limbs?" Scott tilted his head to look at him, "I heard that the technology on the ether star is still very mature."

"Our Huo Dongxing's mechanical limb technology is also very mature." Huo Dongqian said stubbornly, and the second half of the sentence became softer, "The mechanical limb... is also very cool, okay?"

"That's fine. Take care of your health." Scott said with relief, reaching out to squeeze the young king's palm, "I'm going to sign up for the Young Officer Training Program in the second half of the year. I will enlist in the army for training, and I will become a great military officer in the future." A powerful officer—as powerful as the Tuxi of the Lightborn! Protect the empire in the future and protect you, okay?"