Chapter 147 Dedication

When everyone took the Thunder Eagle away from the earth and returned to the Silver Wing, the soldiers could finally relax and breathe a sigh of relief. For the Knights of the Knights Templar, the task was successfully completed and the battle was finally over. The leader of the orcs was killed by the descending battle raid. According to the leader's prediction, the orcs will fall into chaos for some time in the future. This is undoubtedly a wonderful good news for the army on the ground. When the legion is assembled and enters the front, the only thing waiting for the orcs will be completely destroyed. Although there are endless battles waiting for these soldiers in front of them, at least now they can take off their armor and have a good sleep.

But for Li, things are far from over. On the contrary, all this is just the beginning. The deaths and injuries after the war need to be counted, the dead need pensions, the injured need to be appeased, and the seriously injured need to be considered for their future days, or transferred to the civilian position, or transferred to the relevant logistics department, and the merits of the battle need to be calculated and counted. Although all these things are trivial, they are very important and can't tolerate a little careless. If the battle group is strong enough and the relevant management personnel are relatively complete, then there will naturally be talents to help Li share these things, but now it is necessary for the head of the regiment, Li, to do it himself. After all, this is the first real war experienced by the regiment.

And Li is not only the head of the regiment, but also the consul of the whole Zhiyuan galaxy. On the planet under the Silver Wing, the war with the green skin is just beginning, and it is far from the end. The army is marching, the front is gradually being completed, and a super-large-scale encirclement covering four states is gradually forming.

On the orc side, as expected, it inevitably fell into an infighting. Those bosses and bosses naturally disoze each other. They left the chief's throne for the fangs, and fight each other for the highest leadership of the suddenly empty orcs. Who is willing to be low in front of others? What's the sound? Moreover, such a big fight is completely different from that of human shrimp. Most of the opponents are open enough orcs, and it is naturally particularly enjoyable to fight.

Because the current life of these green skins is very full, the pace of external expansion is almost stagnant, and the orcs naturally know nothing about the huge encirclement outside them.

The whole strategy is about to be completed. Strategically, Li is almost invincible, but after all, this is not a game, but a real war. In the war, anything can happen, so today's Li can't relax.

So now Li is working almost 23 hours in 24 hours a day. There are always meetings to attend, there are always documents for him to read, and there are always documents for him to sign. There is almost no end to the complicated official business. In the whole week after returning to the silver wing, Li is like a gyro. Like a rotation, there is no pause.

A week later, many complicated follow-up events came to an end. Li turned his attention back to the soldiers. After the battle, he should also summarize the experience and lessons of this battle.

After signing the last document on the copy, Li was finally relieved, and when he looked up, he saw Jacob sitting in front of him.

"Jacob, are you still waiting? Or is it for that matter?"

"Yes, regiment leader, as the head of the think tank, I must advise you." Jacob bowed and said, "I think we should finish this matter as soon as possible. The soldiers have given everything. At the last moment, we should give them peace!" This matter should not be delayed.

Li sighed, threw down the exquisite goose pen, rubbed his temples, and then said, "About the war dead this time, my meaning is very clear. They sacrificed for the battle group, for the far star, and for the god emperor. I don't want things to be done too hastily, so I hope this matter. Drag it back. I'm going to build a grave above the world for them. I want them to get the honor they deserve.

"Your Excellency, they are soldiers of the regiment and your brothers. They have honor. No matter whether the funeral is grand or not, whether the grave is luxurious or not, it can't have any impact on their honor." Jacob sighed and said, "Your Excellency, I know you need them, but you shouldn't do this. I will never agree!"

Li Meng stood up, patted the table with one palm, and patted a palm print on the iron table. His eyes stared fiercely at Jacob, while the head of the think tank calmly looked back at his group. For a moment, the two looked at each other like this.

Li felt that he had never been so angry. Fatigue, trouble, and all the negative feelings in his heart erupted in his heart at this moment. The anger was like substance, almost spewing out of his eyes. At some point, he really wanted his XC1022 sniper rifle in his hand, so that he would definitely lift the gun and make a hole in Jacob's head!

Li's anger is not that Jacob is talking nonsense, but because the smart think tank manager is right. Jacob's words are like a sharp bayonet, piercing into the softest part of Li's heart, and even giving Li such an illusion. Under Jacob's sight, Li, as the head of the regiment, is almost ** * Status, all the secrets in the heart are invisible. That's why Li's anger came so fierce, which was the anger after being exposed.

There is no doubt that the soldiers in the regiment are all elites among the carefully screened elites. After entering the knights, the training they received is all Li's painstaking efforts. Li has improved the training method of the Raven regiment several times. On the premise of trying his best to reduce the danger to the lives of the trainees, he did his best to excavate them. The full potential. Destroy them with almost tortured training, hit them, and then reshape them under the belief in the emperor and the knights, making these people's spirit and bodies as hard as steel.

This is not a simple process. It is not easy for those so-called high-level officials to do it. Li took all the time he could spare to stay with these soldiers. They trained, ate and lived together. They were teachers and students, and they were like brothers. Li paid all, and those excellent young people also used all of them to repay Li. Of all things, the construction of the regiment will always be in the first place. Li just watched the regiment grow up step by step. This is not an easy process.

Every soldier of the Knights Templar is Li's student. They are Li's painstaking efforts. Every crossed out name and every fallen body make Li feel heartache, but this is inevitable. There will always be sacrifices in war. In the gap between battles, it has become the most important issue to let the dead rest in peace and comfort the living.

But now Li and Jacob have an argument about this matter. Is it to let the dead rest in peace or to comfort the living? Li tends to be the former emotionally, but intellectually, he knows that he can't just do this. Li is not only the mentor of those soldiers, but also the head of the regiment and the supreme consul of the galaxy!

In Li's vision, he will build a huge and magnificent monastery on the peak of the moon mountain at the highest altitude of 13,000 meters in Zhiyuan Star, which will be the tomb of all the knights killed in the Knights Templar in the future. Not only does he want these soldiers sleep above everyone in the world, but he also To hold a grand and majestic funeral for these soldiers, the funeral will be broadcast live around the world. He wants everyone to know the glory of the soldiers, so that everyone can understand why the warrior died, and feel honored.

The glory of the Star Wars can not only be spread in legends and ancient documents. Li also needs the stories of these legends and heroes to return to reality. He wants everyone on Zhiyuan to feel this glory and support the Star Wars from the bottom of his heart.

There are countless benefits of doing so, which can not only make the Star Wars completely take root in Zhiyuan Star, but also reduce obstacles for Li's future local administrative direction. For the regiment, this is not only necessary, but also very important!

In all respects, this is a good thing. The only disturbing thing is that the bodies of the soldiers need to be stored in the coffin for a longer time. The soldiers who have died do not need this grand funeral. Those who really need it are those who are still alive. But whether it is a grand funeral or a cemetery on the top of the world, it takes time to build. Before that, the soldiers can't go to the ground to rest, and even the funeral needs to wait.

And Li was deep in his heart, and he felt uneasy about it. Why didn't he know that he owed too much to these soldiers? If the regiment can be stronger, if the training can be adjusted more effectively, and if there can be better armor, many things can be avoided. But there is no if in reality, and the reality does not allow him to flinch. "They are the knights of the regiment!" Li said viciously to Jacob, "When they entered the regiment, they had sworn that they had dedicated everything to the emperor and the regiment, and they would dedicate everything to the regiment."

"Whether it's alive or dead?" Jacob's voice was slightly sarcastic.

Li was silent for a moment, and then said firmly, "Whether he is alive or dead!"

Jacob then put away all his disrespectful expressions, stood up, took two steps back, and respectfully said to Li Xingli, "Your Excellency, it's great to hear you say that."