I, who was eager to retire, became an Imperial General.

Chapter 81 The future is promising, young man!
With Wendy flying at full speed, Warrant Officer John, who had been given a bellyful of cold air, soon landed safely at the Baron's mansion.

Before he could scold Wendy for going against his wishes, John quickly straightened his collar after feeling the two scrutinizing gazes coming from the front.

He then saluted the two captains in front of him, who were dressed in all-black inspectorate uniforms, wearing black military caps and inspectorate medals on their right arms, and said in a deep voice:

"John Maslow, captain of the 14th Magic Mech Squadron, 6th Battalion, 7th Air Force of the Empire, reporting to his two superiors. May the glory of the Empire be with you both!"

"The glory of the Empire is with you, Lieutenant John Maslow."

Upon seeing this, the two captains immediately returned John's salute.

Then, it was as if he had thought of some interesting scene.

The tall, bearded captain of the surveillance unit on the left couldn't help but glance at Wendy, whose face was stern, before jokingly speaking to John:

"I must say, Warrant Officer John, the way you landed was, well, quite unique. Even I was a little surprised."

"Ahem, things happened so suddenly that I didn't have time to equip my magic pack, so I had to resort to this measure. I apologize for making you laugh, sir."

Upon hearing this, John immediately blushed, then subtly glared at Wendy, who looked embarrassed beside him.

Wendy, that idiot, will embarrass him. He'll definitely give that fat moron a good slap later.

"Haha, I understand, I understand, it was just a joke, no need to be so nervous. However, you don't need to call us 'commander' anymore. After all, when we meet again in the future, we will be the ones calling you 'commander'."

The bearded captain smiled, then exchanged a glance with his teammate beside him.

Then, to John's astonishment and Wendy's ecstatic gaze, he opened the briefcase in his teammate's hand and took out a rank transfer order.

After clearing his throat, he solemnly announced:

"Due to the outstanding achievements of Warrant Officer John Maslow in the Western Front War of the Empire, and after the inspection of the supervising troops and the determination of the Imperial Central Military Affairs Department, John Maslow's application for promotion is approved. He will be promoted to the rank of Major and concurrently serve as the battalion commander of the 13th Battalion, 1st Regiment, 3rd Army of the Imperial Air Force!"

"Furthermore, by the decree of His Majesty William, the Iron Cross First Class is hereby awarded to John Maslow for his outstanding military achievements!"

After speaking, the bearded captain handed John the rank transfer order and the medal that bore the highest honor for a soldier, then looked at John with sincerity and envy and said:

"Congratulations, Major!"

"Ah, thank you, Captain..."

Still reeling from the news of his inexplicable promotion four ranks to major and the Iron Cross personally awarded by Emperor William, John wanted to ask the unknown captain for details.

Before he could even ask a question, Wendy's excited scream rang in his ears:

"Ah! Captain, it's the Iron Cross Medal of Honor! And it's a First Class! Wow, Captain, you've struck it rich! You've even been promoted four ranks to Major! Wow!"

Overwhelmed with surprise, Wendy completely forgot the seriousness a soldier should have. She instantly transformed into a wailing monster, her eyes practically bulging out little stars as she stared unblinkingly at the Iron Cross First Class medal in John's hand, the highest honor for Imperial soldiers.

Their eyes were filled with envy, completely oblivious to Major John's face, which was now as black as the bottom of a pot, and the barely suppressed amusement of the two captains in the surveillance unit.

Completely unaware of the impending danger, Wendy, still reveling in the good news of her captain taking off from the spot, immediately looked at the handsome captain with longing, as if to fulfill her lifelong wish.

Even the usually carefree Sergeant Wendy subconsciously adopted a high-pitched voice and spoke to John in an affected manner:

"Hey, Captain, can I touch your medal? Just for a moment, please!" "...Take it away, get out of here, don't embarrass me!"

"Yeah, long live the captain!"

"Get out of here, you bastard!"

Wendy, after receiving the Iron Cross First Class badge, ran off laughing like a wild donkey, heading to show it off to the other team members.

John felt a headache coming on, but a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. However, he maintained an apologetic expression as he addressed the two captains of the surveillance unit before him:

"I apologize, Captains. My subordinate is usually quite unruly, so please excuse my behavior."

"It's alright, it's alright, it's only human nature, we can all understand. In fact, it just proves your thoughtfulness towards your subordinates and shows that you are a good leader. To be honest, I can't help but want to join your team!"

The bearded captain smiled and offered a compliment, which John also smiled back, not taking it seriously.

After all, the supervisory troops are different from these officers. They are directly under the emperor, and without the emperor's permission, they cannot possibly join any army.

Basically the same as the Embroidered Uniform Guard in my previous life.

Moreover, they didn't need to go to the front lines to fight; they only needed to monitor officials and collect intelligence according to the emperor's orders. It was a stable and prestigious job.

Compared to the soldiers who risk their lives for money, they are infinitely better off!

After silently reflecting on his thoughts, John then composed himself and tentatively approached the smiling, bearded officer, asking:
"Um, Captain, would you mind telling me about the Third Air Army?"

“Major John, you don’t need to be so polite. You are our superior. Just ask me anything, and I will answer you as best I can. Also, my name is Bruno Goliath, and this is Zelofa Gilgista. You can just call us by our names.”

Bruno smiled and waved his hand, indicating that John didn't need to be so serious, and then introduced his colleagues.

Upon hearing this, the other party quickly smiled and nodded to John in goodwill.

However, it seems that because he hasn't smiled for many years, Zelofa's smile appears somewhat stiff compared to the slightly smooth Bruno.

In fact, as a surveillance force that serves only the emperor, they would rarely be so amiable to their targets, let alone a major, or even a major general.

After all, the most important thing for the surveillance troops is their loyalty to the emperor.

Loyalty means not showing too much friendliness to anyone other than the emperor.

But what could he do? Major John's identity was rather special, especially since the woman had been taking care of him since he was a child.

Furthermore, the other party has now made such a great contribution that even His Majesty the Emperor referred to Duke Ostan as a future trusted general.

And he said it directly without even dismissing the two of them.

Having followed His Majesty the Emperor for so many years, how could they not understand the meaning that His Majesty was subtly revealing?
This young man named John Maslow will probably not be long before he becomes the most trusted person by His Majesty the Emperor, second only to Marshal Dormammu!

The future is bright, young people!
Seemingly realizing this at the same time, Bruno exchanged a knowing glance with his old partner, and then the smile on his face became even wider.

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(End of this chapter)