125: I picked this up (it's real).

Bonus chapter for the tip from the white-haired, red-eyed, cat-eared loli big boss (9.23) (2/2)

Received another massive update request from the big boss 'Reshaping the World in the Name of Chaos', flowers for you!

The debt is balanced at 19 chapters.

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Fortunately, before the veterans departed, they had prepared their legacy. The successors who inherited this fleet had all grown to the point where they could stand on their own.

They inherited everything from the veterans: weapons, spirit, uniforms... everything, including their name as the 'Guardian Angels' within Tianjin Seat V89.

Thus, this group of guys wearing the first-generation Imperial Navy uniforms, using the spirit of the first-generation Imperial Navy, continued to fight here for over a hundred years.

The Legion could not find their superiors, so their ranks and military positions were all issued under the name of 'Acting';

The Legion had no reinforcements, so they constantly reorganized their existing forces to maintain a complete establishment;

The Legion had no supplies, so the people they protected offered up every bit of resources that even the Imperial Tax Administration Department couldn't collect...

However, in the last three years, this border Legion, which was running on fumes, could no longer withstand that suddenly appearing, elusive Alien Fleet, and Tianjin Seat V89 became precarious.

Fortunately, he arrived.

Xi Hai 'snapped' the file shut, and the voice of night lamp sounded at the right moment:

"Time-Space Walker · Progress advancing."

"Sixth Epoch 1%"

"Reward: proxima centauri coin * 4000, Encrypted Technical Archive * 6"

Sixth Epoch? Isn't this the present?

"night lamp, I've lived here for so long,"

"Why is the Sixth Epoch only opening now?"

night lamp:

"The rights and wrongs of current events are difficult to judge,"

"If in the future, the significance of its existence is proven,"

"And history chooses to remember it, then it naturally becomes history."

Hearing night lamp's explanation, Xi Hai nodded gently.

So, can this fleet be considered remembered by history?

You're sensible, history.

"Supreme Director!"

"The port area has been cleared! You may dock!"

Just as Xi Hai was still immersed in the aftereffects of that file, movement came from the communication console—the voice was very excited, very thrilled,

It was that kind of feeling where one tries their best to stay calm, but can't suppress the smile.

"Acknowledged, the fleet is about to dock."

Xi Hai listened to that voice and replied with a smile—laughing, then crying.

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...

"Supreme Director! I am the Acting Legion Commander of the 9-89 Border Legion!"

"My name is Julius! My rank..."

"Pro... Provisional Lieutenant General!"

Xi Hai looked at this Lieutenant General, then swept his gaze around the entire hall.

Everyone here looked gaunt and lean.

Everyone's uniforms were old and worn, covered in patches, yet still clean and neat,

And—there was light in their eyes.

He cast his gaze back to Julius, who was still standing at attention, his fingers trembling slightly, the corners of his mouth still twitching upward from time to time.

Looking at his shoulder boards, the field officer rank insignia with a silver base was pinned with two golden general stars, but it didn't look awkward at all; instead, it added a touch of solemnity to him.

"Julius, tell me, are you very short on supplies?"

Julius was stunned; he hadn't expected the first question to be this, but he immediately reacted and said truthfully:

"Uh... very short."

"Whether it's weapons, ammunition, or Warships and equipment, we are short on everything."

"Except for manpower, we are short on everything."

Xi Hai walked over and gently patted Julius on the shoulder,

"From now on, you no longer need to worry about the lack of equipment."

"Because—I am here."

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his voice,

"From today on, all your acting positions are cancelled."

"I declare in the name of the Supreme Director of the Tianjin Seat V89 Navy! Everyone is immediately confirmed in their positions!"

"No, not just confirmed, everyone is promoted one rank on the spot!"

Immediately, everyone answered in unison:

"Yes!"

"Also, in view of the outstanding performance of the 9-89 Border Legion over these past few hundred years,"

"I promise that your unit designation will be permanently preserved!"

"Also, you deserve the honor of being a titled Legion."

"Your title..."

Xi Hai thought for a moment. Weren't they called 'Guardian Angels' by the locals?

Weren't they blood-and-bone descendants of those veterans back in the day?

How about just calling them the Blood Angels?

(Yes, I am asking you)

He was just about to announce it when the communication console interrupted the atmosphere in the hall,

"It's from... the Tianjin Seat branch of the Imperial Tax Administration Department?"

"What does the Taxation Department want with you?"

Looking at the signature, Xi Hai was stunned, then looked at Julius, who gave a helpless smile and said:

"These people... this is the third time this month."

"You also know that we are really short on supplies, especially Warships."

"Moreover, they always use violent means to collect taxes, which is no less harmful than the aliens,"

"Many things, rather than being left in their hands to fire upon the populace, are better put on the front line against the aliens."

"So..."

As he spoke, he connected the communication,

A furious voice came out,

"You bunch of thieves! How many times is this this month!"

"Explain to me, five entire tax-collection groups, five!"

"Why did three of them disappear in your defensive zone!"

Before Julius could speak, someone on the side wearing the rank of Acting Major General directly retorted,

"What thieves!"

"How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!"

The guy from the Taxation Department sneered and said:

"Is that so?"

"Then why did someone see you painting Warships that originally belonged to the tax police!"

The Acting Major General retorted without showing weakness:

"We picked it up!"

"When we found it, it was just parked there, without a single person,"

"We thought nobody wanted it!"

"Besides,"

"How can you prove it's yours!"

On the other end of the communication, the guy from the Taxation Department was clearly losing his composure,

"Do you even need to ask!!??"

"You are simply a bunch of robbers!"

"Report! I must report this!"

"Before you didn't have a superior, I'm telling you, it's different now!"

"You got a Navy Supreme Director, Grand Duke Chu Xiluo!"

"I'm going to report directly to your Supreme Director..."

"Ahem," Xi Hai directly interrupted the person's words,

"Alright, everyone is working hard to fight the aliens,"

"It's not easy for anyone."

"You also know they couldn't get any supplies before."

The person from the Taxation Department was stunned for a moment,

"Eh, who are you again?"

"Which corner did you crawl out from?"

"You bunch of soldiers just need to be responsible for killing the enemy, and do you know how many things we have to consider!!!"

"We haven't even met our tax performance targets for this quarter!"

"And you dare tell me it's not easy?"

"You bunch of bastards are simply unworthy of the name of the Imperial Navy..."

"I am the Grand Duke Chu Xiluo you mentioned, the Supreme Director of the Tianjin Seat V89 Navy and Sector Governor."

Hearing the person on the other end starting to swear, Xi Hai directly interrupted him,

"Taxation Department, right? Calling me and my soldiers bastards, right?"

"What is your employee ID? Who is your direct superior?"

"Speak, hmm?"

The title of an Imperial Grand Duke, just in terms of political status, is equivalent to a Tier 3 Imperial official, not to mention a Grand Duke who holds both military and political power?

Even if they transferred from the Aquila Sector, a communicator from a local Taxation Department couldn't afford to provoke him.

Immediately, the other side was stunned into silence by the combo, and then immediately hung up the communication.

After it ended, he looked back at Julius and said:

"This matter, you did wrong."

Julius was stunned. As expected?

So, attacking colleagues is still not allowed?

Even if those guys destroyed fields and burned houses for taxes, or even practiced decimation?

He said dejectedly:

"Yes, I... we..."

However, before he could finish, Xi Hai's next words immediately blocked his mouth—

"You actually let two of their five tax-collection teams escape and even left witnesses,"

"This kind of mistake is unforgivable."

"Don't make such low-level mistakes again next time."

Julius paused, the disappointment in his heart was instantly shattered, and surprise immediately rushed up,

"Supreme Director, you... don't blame us?"

"For the matter of snatching resources from friendly forces?"

Xi Hai shrugged and said:

"What friendly forces?"

"Facing this kind of trash that can do nothing but fight internally, you should strike with a heavy fist."

Immediately, everyone present looked at each other and smiled, standing at attention on the spot and shouting:

"Yes!"

Xi Hai extended his hand into the air and pressed down, signaling them to be quiet,

He said solemnly:

"Alright, now let's talk about business,"

"That batch of damned aliens currently entrenched in Tianjin Seat V89,"

"We may have found their base camp!"

"The enemy doesn't know they've been exposed,"

"So—"

"Guard the defensive zone well,"

"I'm going to wipe out those bastards."

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Meanwhile, over at Gunnar's,

After returning from the Boarding Actions, he felt something was wrong in the Legion,

After counting, he realized one refrigerator mecha was missing!

And it was the one piloted by the guy whose main body was stuffed inside! The Legion's earliest refrigerator!

He hurriedly mobilized everyone to look for it, but it was nowhere to be found. In the end, they gave up—

Some guy figured that the guy would pop out on his own once everyone stopped looking,

And everyone thought his reasoning was right.

(At this moment, inside the aforementioned 9-89 Border Legion Warship)

(A and B, carrying a big guy who had just finished fighting, forgot to go back, and fell asleep on the spot, found the Legion's painter)

A, B: Look at the big treasure we picked up! A mecha! The kind with a pilot!

Painter: Wow! Good stuff!

Painter: I'm gonna paint, paint, paint, paint, paint!

(Soon, the blue mecha was painted into the red-and-white livery of the first-generation Imperial Marine Corps)

(Then, the noise of painting woke the pilot up)

Newly awakened pilot: Although the new color you painted for me looks good,

Newly awakened pilot: Where the hell did you bring me???