Chapter 516

Vladimir piyow was taller than most of the soldiers present, wore no helmets and showed a stern face.

His head was shaved, and a gold and silver scar dotted it. The long years of war left many traces on his face. Just a glance can let him know that he has been fighting for a long time.

Vladimir Pew was a determined man, and he would not fall as long as there was an expedition. He preferred to lead his troops himself rather than shrink behind.

Although he is not an inspirational leader, he can still make rigorous plans like any war leader in the history of emperor's fist, but there are some things only lesander and others know, that is, Vladimir Pew let people remove his taste buds, As a atonement for the casualties of 170 star soldiers in a terrible battle he commanded.

Another point worth noting is that

Pew was granted a seat in the Council of Lord telah, although he did not believe he could get the honor.

He is a soldier with numerous honors and a high degree of humility, but only a few imperial fists know that the scars of their battle leaders are not all left on the battlefield. Some are actually Pew's own corporal punishment to remember that some combat brothers fell under his command.

In short, Vladimir Pew is a person who attaches great importance to blood friendship. He cherishes not only the fist of the Empire, but also every son of Donne.

"Everyone is here."

When he spoke, the voice of the head of the imperial fist war was sonorous and powerful, but very low.

Even compared with the incomparable forbidden troops in the Tara palace, Vladimir Pew's body developed amazing control - he was like a statue, standing still, and every facial muscle was in complete stillness until the action needed to respond.

"Haven't you promised over there?"

Pew looked down and asked,

An official at the rally, a woman in a green robe, wearing the symbol of the chief star Whisperer, lowered her shaved head to apologize.

"I have asked the Martian delegation for more, and they are not willing to let go."

Pew nodded.

"How many?"

"Five, my Lord, depending on the work of the pharmacist, maybe six."

Lysander immediately understood what they were discussing.

Fearless mecha shell, which has been in little demand for centuries, and only a few exist in the cold depths of the mountain array armory.

However, the investigation of laishande has caused many casualties. Most of the wounds caused by tyron's biological weapons are very terrible, so the demand for sacred sarcophagus has increased sharply.

In normal times, the transformation process will last for several months. They need to send an application to Mars, then conduct a series of complex human transactions, and have enough time for the special personal Walker unit to carefully prepare for the recipient's unique brain pulse grid.

However, these are not normal times, and many soldiers have no time to drag on.

"I will communicate with the foundry general in person."

The battle head of Empire fist said without any emotion.

"What do they want in return?"

"That's the problem. They heard... A large number of combat robots appeared in the new badaab war."

Pew's expression did not quiver.

"I already know."

Then he turned to Lysander.

"You've brought bad but useful news to the Empire, brother."

"To be honest, the process of this task is really bad. We don't have much time to prepare. There is interference from titanium star people and spirit family."

Lysander replied angrily.

"Let go of these things first."

Pew didn't have much expression.

"Lysander, you've seen the soshyan war commander, haven't you?"

Lesander nodded. He already knew about the new badaab war. I have to say that he didn't even believe the authenticity of it at the beginning, because it was so incredible.

But as more news came, Lysander finally accepted this fact——

The broken star Knights successfully raided the red pirate's nest and won an unprecedented victory!

"He is a young man with great potential, an excellent leader and soldier."

"Oh? You can get such a comment, even within the battle group. It seems that you really appreciate him."

Vladimir Pew smiled for the first time today.

"Do you remember the last time you went to Obsidian fortress, how many warriors remained in the star knight?"

"Thirty three, all recruits, plus an old fearless."

"Thirty three..."

Pew said the number twice thoughtfully, and then the conversation turned.

"What do you think of their alliance with other war groups?"

"This is not the first time that Ashtar orders have established an alliance of brothers to keep watch and help each other. Moreover, in the face of red pirates, if they do not unite, how can one War Regiment win? I think there is no problem with this. At least the result proves that this is not a wrong decision."

"But some people in the high Lord's parliament don't think so. They cited the example of the star claw, the predecessor of the red pirates, and they also attacked the mourners and interrupted the atonement expedition without permission."

* what's wrong with those insects?

Lysander muttered, and then his expression became angry.

"If they have so many grievances, why don't they solve Huron in person instead of sitting in a huge palace and complaining."

"Commander Lysander, don't say meaningless angry words."

Vladimir Pew interrupted Lysander's subsequent complaints.

"This matter has come to an end. More than half of the members of the high Lord's parliament agree that this victory should be rewarded. At present, the specific reward proposal is still being formulated. I can only tell you so much."

"They finally did some personnel work."

Speaking so, lesander's expression relaxed. He even guessed that his war leader should also enter the game in this political game, but no one can know in what way and means.

"Let's break up, Lysander. You stay. I have a task for you alone."

Others bowed and then stepped down to continue their work.

When only Pew and Lysander were left in the hall, the seriousness of the battle leader of imperial fist began to weaken.

"There has been more and more bad news recently."

Lesander sighed at Pew's heavy tone.

"Yes."

"We are all old. The future of the Empire needs the protection of a new generation of heroes."

Vladimir Pew looked at Lysander with burning eyes.

"I know you're tired, but you're the best person for this mission."

Lysander had guessed what his task was, so he grinned and replied easily:

"This is not a task. Come on, you let me find what he wants to bring."

"Well, when you see soshyang, you must tell him that although the high Lords will no longer investigate their private alliance, they will certainly send monitors. He should be mentally prepared, not too angry or too suspicious. He only needs to find a few experienced bureaucrats to deal with it, so he won't cause too many obstacles to their career."

"Well, I remember. What else?"

"The blade feast will be held in five years. I hope the star knights can also attend."

"Is this a formal invitation?"

"Yes, you can send an invitation to soshyan in my name."

"I see. Anything else."

"What's more, after you get there, see if there are any problems with their recruitment. If you have difficulties in transformation surgery and gene seeds, you can tell them that there will be some support for them as soon as possible. It may not be much, but it's enough to restore a company."

"Oh, you're so generous this time. What's the end?"

"Well... This is also one of the costs of a series of previous transactions. Lysander, when you go this time, you have to bring representatives of Mars. They are very interested in the battle robot of the star knight. I only promise to take the lead. We are not responsible for how they negotiate with the Star knight, but you can talk to soshyang in advance and tell him if the attitude of Mars is too strong If he is tough, then the fist of the Empire will become his strongest backing. "

The smile on Lysander's face became more and more enthusiastic.

"It seems that you really value him."

Vladimir Pew laughed.

"He has only served for less than a hundred years. He has such courage and ability. He will grow into a pillar of the Empire in the future, just like his Excellency Dante of the Holy Blood angel in the past... There are not many things we old people can do. Fighting for the emperor one day is one day. Since he has such a good seedling, it won't take much effort to cover it with more hands."

"OK, when shall I start?"

"Three days later."