Chapter 2, Lancelot

In the final battle against the evil race of the Ciyanka, we achieved a decisive victory. Our fleet, brave soldiers, and fearless commanders completely destroyed the soul of the Ciyanka, declaring that this race's invasion was resolutely thwarted by humanity.

At this point, Ma Rufeng closed his mouth, looking at Mohan Yi with a sense of unease in his heart

Ma Rufeng stood upright and continued, "We believe that pirates should be seen as a disorganized mob, incapable of fighting against a well-trained regular army. It is precisely this complacent attitude that led the Red Berets to let their guard down, allowing Abani to take advantage. It has been proven that Abani's series of raid tactics were exceptionally effective, executing precise and close-range attacks on the Red Berets at the most opportune moments, and after achieving significant results, retreating decisively without any hesitation. In contrast, the Red Berets' helplessness when faced with such attacks clearly indicates that they were unprepared, both psychologically and tactically." It has been proven that Abani's series of raid tactics were exceptionally effective, executing precise and close-range attacks on the Red Berets at the most opportune moments, and after achieving significant results, retreating decisively without any hesitation. In contrast, the Red Berets' helplessness when faced with such attacks clearly indicates that they were unprepared, both psychologically and tactically.

Fashelton was taken aback, showing no sign of happiness, his brow furrowed in seriousness. Everyone held their breath, listening quietly.

"Yes, Ma Rufeng has come to report in." Ma Rufeng straightened his body and offered a salute

By the way, I forgot one thing," smiled Muhammad, "this young major has been tormented enough. The warship you command is the Lancelot, a Reyagis-class, which is about to be launched from the dock.

I believe, I have never doubted, even when humanity is in its most difficult moments. That is: the indomitable spirit of humanity. Now, let this spirit continue to inspire us, let us move forward. Ladies and gentlemen, fellow citizens, long live humanity

Upon graduating with outstanding results, he received an order requiring him to report immediately to the Red Beret. The document was signed by the highest commander of the Red Beret Fleet, Major General Mohaniss. After the war, Mohaniss was authorized to establish a fleet cluster codenamed Red Beret. It is well known that this fleet bears a daunting mission, continuing the fight against the remnants of the Stabbing Rock, while others have begun to enjoy the blessings of peace. This fleet silently guards humanity, fighting tirelessly. The Red Beret has become a symbol of honor, and every soldier or officer feels immense pride in serving within the Red Beret. Now, this fortune has fallen upon Ma Rufeng, who, amidst the envious and jealous gazes of his fellow officers, holds this order in astonishment, his emotions running high.

"Just a moment, Major," he said gently, "I will be with you shortly." Saying this, he continued to look at the documents.

"General, if it is an order, I will execute it resolutely," said Ma Rufeng firmly and decisively.

"Commander, the air traffic control has issued a signal permitting takeoff," the communications officer interrupted Ma Rufeng's contemplation.

You are now appointed as the commander of the independent warship, authorized to carry out the mission of searching for and eliminating Abani. Furthermore, effective immediately, you are promoted to the rank of Colonel

However, the factors leading to this outcome are not primarily due to our mistakes; rather, it is mainly attributed to Abani's cunning. Forgive me, if Abani were not a pirate but a regular army commander engaged in battle with us, I would not describe him as cunning; I would say he is skilled. As I mentioned earlier, Abani is not a mere pirate; he is exceptionally adept at understanding the psychology and intentions of his opponents. Of course, it also requires a certain amount of courage to defeat the seemingly invincible Red Berets. These qualities are precisely what an excellent commander must possess.

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"If I may speak frankly, General, it is indeed so." Ma Rufeng appeared to be quite calm on the surface at least

There are difficulties, but it is not impossible

We have triumphed, yes, humanity has triumphed. " Fashir raised his eyes and gazed into the distance

"Major, are you questioning the capabilities of the Red Berets?" asked Mohaniss

"Is Major Ma Rufeng?" he asked

A ship? '' Ma Rufeng hesitated, completely confused

"Not bad at all." He adjusted his attire, walked in with the distinctive stride of a soldier, and entered with a spirited demeanor

Ma Rufeng is fortunate; on his first mission, he was assigned to a warship like the Lancelot. He is one of the first batch of military academy graduates to become a company-level officer after the war. The brutal war, which nearly led to the extinction of humanity, did not affect these young individuals, although they have undergone a baptism of sorts. Born in a time of peace, they grew up amidst the sounds of gunfire, lived under the shadow of the Cirianka, and experienced the turmoil of chaotic times, where the threat of death and the desire for survival constantly intertwined in their hearts, coexisting with fear and hope. In this sweeping storm that engulfed humanity, a brilliant and great name continuously emerged: General Fashir. It was Fashir who saved humanity in this critical battle for survival, allowing humanity to rise again from the ruins, living resiliently and proudly. Ma Rufeng could never forget General Fashir's address to all of humanity after the war. That live broadcast took place simultaneously across various planets, with trillions of people witnessing this extraordinary scene, bearing witness to this historic moment. At that time, Ma Rufeng was an ordinary trainee police officer on the Blue Planet, which had not yet come under attack.

All hands on deck! Set sail!

Muhammad did not express a clear opinion and said, "Go on."

General, I believe this cannot be termed harassment; it is a standard raid, a successful operation commanded by the most tactically experienced and well-versed commanders.

After receiving his appointment, Ma Rufeng first underwent training with the Regas. Of course, they had already received simulated training in this area at the military academy. It is well known that Regas-class warships do indeed exist, yet no one has ever seen such a miraculous vessel. During a tabletop simulation, a Regas-class warship effortlessly breached the fully manned regular fleet's defense line, leaving an indelible shock on these officers. Ma Rufeng was fortunate to command a Regas, and he understood that this time, Mohan Is had made a significant decision to deploy the powerful Regas against Abani. Ma Rufeng was full of confidence and brimming with ambition.

However, the suffering brought to us by war has not yet come to an end. We must acknowledge that the beautiful life we once had is irretrievably lost. From now on, what has been destroyed by the enemy must be rebuilt by us. Rise up, take action, wipe away the blood on our bodies and the tears in our eyes, establish our home on the ruins, and reshape our confidence amidst fear and sorrow. Forget the beautiful past; do not indulge in the illusory nostalgia for what has been or the ignorant fear of what is to come. What we seek is the present, this moment, to use our own hands to soothe the pain, and to move forward step by step. Rise up, take action, wipe away the blood on our bodies and the tears in our eyes, establish our home on the ruins, and reshape our confidence amidst fear and sorrow. Forget the beautiful past; do not indulge in the illusory nostalgia for what has been or the ignorant fear of what is to come. What we seek is the present, this moment, to use our own hands to soothe the pain, and to move forward step by step

Edvarth did not speak, walked to the door, opened it, and said: "Please come in, Major"

At last, Mohan Yi finished the document, gently closed the folder, leaned back in his seat, crossed his arms, and placed them on the table, sizing up Ma Rufeng. Ma Rufeng immediately straightened his body, raised his head, and looked straight ahead, assuming a standard attention position.

Fashel withdrew his gaze, looking at the screen as if he were observing each individual. His gaze was piercing, reaching deep into the soul of every person.

Ma Rufeng hesitated for a moment, then resolutely said: "Yes. We dispatched a fleet to deal with Abani, and we made two mistakes. First, the large fleet has poor maneuverability, and searching for Abani across the vast commercial shipping lanes is like using a comb to filter lice; it is difficult to achieve effective results. Furthermore, since the opponent is an insignificant pirate, the morale of the soldiers is generally low. Even if we defeat the pirates, there is nothing glorious about it, but losing to the pirates is quite shameful. This kind of thankless battle has led to low morale among the personnel, and in fact, this very mindset contributed to the failure of the Red Berets." This kind of thankless battle has led to low morale among the personnel, and in fact, this very mindset contributed to the failure of the Red Berets.

"I know this," Mo Han Yi shook his head, "This is the most basic quality of a soldier. If you lack even this fundamental awareness, you are not worthy of wearing a military uniform. What I mean is, do you have confidence if there is only one warship?"

Muhammad raised his head and glanced at him

Ma Rufeng walked into the door with a considerable sense of reverence, and the heavy door closed silently behind him. He stood still, took off his hat and tucked it under his arm, quickly surveying the surroundings. This was a spacious yet quite simple office, with a large floor-to-ceiling window at the back. Through the glass, one could overlook the entire scenery of Blue Star; in the distance, the newly constructed Military Committee building shone brightly in the sunlight. Ma Rufeng knew that the renowned Marshal Fashier worked there. The room contained only a large desk, a simple sofa, and a small coffee table placed in the corner; apart from that, there were no other furnishings, making it hard to imagine this was the office of the highest commander of the fleet. However, Ma Rufeng knew that Marshal Fashier had always disliked luxurious and extravagant decor, and his subordinates had also learned to adopt his concise and brisk style.

Yes," Mohaimiss nodded gently and said, "You should know what Reagis means.

Ma Rufeng remained silent, lowered his head in contemplation for a moment, and then raised his head again

Now we are in the light, while Abani is in the dark. As soon as we make a move, he will immediately be able to sense it, whether to escape or to attack; the initiative is in his hands. If it were me, I would not deploy a fully equipped fleet, but rather form a smaller, more elite task force to pursue Abani in the shadows, which would increase the chances of catching up with him. Once the situation is ripe, we can seek an opportunity for a direct confrontation. As long as we can corner Abani, with the support of a large fleet, he will have nowhere to escape.

Ma Rufeng let out a sigh of relief, his anxious heart finally at ease

Major Ma Rufeng reports for duty! Major Ma Rufeng stood at attention, striking a handsome pose, and said in a spirited manner

A person is currently sitting behind the desk, facing the window, deeply engrossed in reviewing some documents, seemingly unaware of Ma Rufeng's arrival. Ma Rufeng knows that it is Major General Mohan Yisi. General Mohan Yisi is a loyal follower of Fashier, having fought alongside him since Fashier was a local fleet commander. Mohan Yisi is also an object of admiration among these officers; he has stood by Marshal Fashier through life and death, demonstrating unwavering loyalty, and together they have witnessed this transformative era. Such figures include Ivan. Admiral Sonovski, who was the fleet chief of staff at the time, is now the chief of staff of the New Alliance Fleet and the head of the Strategic Planning Department; Major General Mike, who was the fleet's Marine Corps commander at the time, is now the chief of the New Alliance Police Department and the supreme commander of special forces. It is these prominent figures who have shaped a new era for humanity.

Ma Rufeng pondered for a moment and said: "Abani's various activities indicate that he should have around one to two hundred warships. Of course, these are not regular warships; however, with the increasing number of pirates joining the Abani group, it is estimated that there are about a thousand warships available for mobilization on the periphery. These warships are modified from the old vessels left over from the last war and those acquired from the archives, thus their combat effectiveness is somewhat diminished. However, it is worth noting that these pirates are very experienced in combat and are all desperate individuals, making them comparable to our well-trained soldiers. Therefore, if we engage in guerrilla warfare with them, we will also lack experience in this regard. Considering all of this, I believe that having one hundred to two hundred warships would suffice, rather than deploying a fully equipped regular fleet.

At this moment, Ma Rufeng finally recalled that it was Muhammad himself who issued the order for the Red Berets to capture Abani. This examination was truly terrible, and Ma Rufeng felt somewhat frustrated; however, given that things had come to this point, he had no choice but to press on and continue speaking.

"Yes, General! I guarantee the completion of the mission!" Ma Rufeng saluted with a standard military gesture

The sight of the Rayagis class brought a gleam of joy to Ma Rufeng's eyes

Ma Rufeng stood silently, observing General Mohan Yisi. His skin was slightly dark, with some wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. His hair was black and somewhat curly, but well-groomed, and he was dressed in military fatigues. Over the years, it seemed that Mohan Yisi had lost weight and appeared more weathered. Ma Rufeng knew that perhaps only this person truly understood the real Fashier, and maybe he also knew many secrets that others had never been privy to.

Ma Rufeng smiled slightly, feeling content. He had passed by this building numerous times, pondering the circumstances within, and he never expected that he would soon become one of them

"One hundred ships?" Muhammad smiled enigmatically and said, "Major, if you were given only one warship, would you carry out this mission?"

Major Ma Rufeng, "Muhammad finally spoke, "What is your opinion on the recent harassment incident involving the red berets by the pirate Abani?"

Muhammad Iss laughed softly, his posture remaining unchanged. "Major, you are not only criticizing the red beret now, but also blaming my mistakes."

Colonel, the Lancelot is ready and awaiting further orders

Many people were moved. Women were quietly weeping, the elderly discreetly wiped the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs, while the young had red eyes and trembling lips, and couples held each other closely.

After the command was issued, Ma Rufeng was quickly taken to the top floor. When the elevator opened, there was a spacious corridor, at the end of which was an office with a thick door closed. The corridor was filled with sunlight, making it appear very bright. A person in military uniform immediately approached.

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However, humanity has also made tremendous sacrifices for this. We have tens of millions of soldiers and over a hundred million people who have given their most precious lives in this war against evil. Many of them will forever remain nameless to us; it is these unnamed heroes who, with their blood and their bones, have built the glorious victory of humanity. But one thing is certain, just like in books, when they faced death, they did not feel fear or despair; they held their heads high and shouted the same phrase. Many of them will forever remain nameless to us; it is these unnamed heroes who, with their blood and their bones, have built the glorious victory of humanity. But one thing is certain, just like in books, when they faced death, they did not feel fear or despair; they held their heads high and shouted the same phrase. Here, I solemnly and once again repeat this phrase: 'Long live humanity!' Fashir slowly placed his right hand on his chest, and there seemed to be a glimmer of tears in his eyes

Major Ma Rufeng

A good commander knows how to respect their opponent, said Mo Han Yi, looking up at Ma Ru Feng and giving an encouraging glance. If it were you, how would you deal with that skilled Abani?

"We have won." His words were not light at all; in fact, they were quite heavy. The expression on his face was so sorrowful, yet incredibly noble

The New Alliance was established on March 1, 5 years ago. The capital of the New Alliance is the Blue Star Naval Port, aboard the Lancelot.

Ma Rufeng glanced at the time and issued the command: "Signal, the Lancelot is ready to set sail"

General Mohan Yisi?" Ma Rufeng asked with some confusion, not expecting that Mohan Yisi would personally meet him, feeling somewhat excited.

Ma Rufeng understood that this was an examination, and the outcome would directly affect his future

Ladies and gentlemen, fellow citizens, all of humanity. The handsome and pale face of Fashal appeared on the large screen in the square, on the small televisions in homes, on the communication devices of warships, and on various communicators capable of receiving both images and sound

"Yes, Commander." The messenger saluted and turned to leave

I am Major Edvarth, the aide-de-camp to General Mohaniss," the man introduced himself, "General Mohaniss is waiting for you, please follow me." With that, he turned and led Ma Rufeng down the corridor.

Muhammad smiled with satisfaction and pulled out a piece of paper from the folder

"A very bold idea," said Muhammad. "If you were in command, how many warships would you want?"

"Yes, there is only one." Muhammad looked at him, quite pleased that the young man before him was stumped by this question

Fashel's melancholic yet noble face disappeared from the screen. His speech undoubtedly moved everyone, including the young Ma Rufeng. Ma Rufeng's heart was pounding, his blood boiling; Fashel's words and his solemn visage were deeply etched in his mind, appearing at all times. Finally, the next day, Ma Rufeng enrolled in the military academy

Early the next morning, Ma Rufeng arrived punctually at the command center of the Red Beret in Blue Star. This was a tall building, converted from the former Dulles Alliance Military Committee headquarters. The exterior had not changed much, but the prominent red beret emblem indicated its function. Numerous officers in light gray uniforms were coming in and out, while two soldiers, with red berets embroidered on their armbands, stood on either side, holding semi-automatic rifles and maintaining a serious expression, their gaze unwavering.