【Wei Yong】How to Become a Qualified General's Wife

Today's Federal Headquarters is filled with a more tense and serious atmosphere than ever before.

The car with the logo of the military department was parked in front of the gate of the headquarters, and Victor stepped out of the car, squinting his eyes because of the glare of the sun.He was wearing a military uniform that was ironed extremely neatly, black military boots that were polished to a shine, and gold epaulets that gleamed in the sun.The two officers opened the glass door of the headquarters for him, and Victor stepped into the room quickly, but met a long-lost acquaintance head-on.

"Admiral Nikiforov." The other party's tone was as frivolous as ever, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he saluted Victor casually.

Owen Campbell, the commander of the Third Legion, was notoriously frivolous in the upper circles, and was always at odds with the extremely strict atmosphere of the military headquarters.His father is also one of the elders of the cabinet, and it is said that he belongs to the side of the big princess... Countless guesses flashed through Victor's heart in an instant.

"Lieutenant General Campbell, long time no see." Victor calmly raised the brim of his military cap as a return of the salute. His eyes fell on Owen's face with shallow scars, "Look at the wound last time." Is it okay to come?"

"It's just minor injuries." Owen stretched out his hand to touch the scars on his face, shrugged indifferently, "Thank you, Admiral, for your concern."

"The defense of the third regiment should be strengthened. The commander of the legion is the brain of a legion." Victor smiled meaningfully, and tapped his temple with his index finger, "After all, it's not good to have a brain injury, yes Right, Lieutenant General Campbell?"

As soon as the words were finished, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became subtle. Owen pursed his lips tightly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and stared at Victor with a calm expression, and there was something inexplicable in his eyes.After a long while, he suddenly laughed. He eased the tense atmosphere a bit, nodded casually and said, "The general is right."

"Oh, by the way, I'm sorry I couldn't attend your engagement banquet last time because of my injuries." Owen said apologetic words, but there was not much apology in his expression. He stretched out his index finger and scratched his cheek, smiling Leaning in front of Victor, "How about I treat Admiral Nikiforov to have a drink tonight as an apology?"

"No need." Although there was a smile on the corner of Victor's mouth, his eyes were cold when he glanced at Owen. He walked around Owen and planned to walk to the conference hall. "There is an access control recently."

"It seems that the general really likes your fiancé." He changed his subject, "What if Princess Suzanne invited you?"

Sure enough, what should come will still come.Victor immediately understood Owen's purpose in his heart. He stopped and turned to look at the blond man behind him, who showed a somewhat smug expression: "Your Highness means Hope and Nikiforov The general will exchange opinions on amending the constitution."

"Who will be responsible for the revision of the constitution has not yet been decided. Is Princess Susanna a little too anxious?"

"Then it depends on who the general will vote for."

Owen had finished speaking completely. Victor half-closed his eyes and looked at him from under the brim of his hat, chuckled vaguely, turned and left without saying a word.After he walked around the corner, Owen stood there and spat fiercely, looking at the direction Victor left with a cold gaze like a poisonous snake.

When Victor walked into the conference hall, almost all the participants had arrived, and the atmosphere seemed extremely tense and depressing.The elders of the cabinet occupied both sides of the round table clearly. Everyone was sitting on their faces on their faces. Their subordinates stood not far away.Victor sat down in his seat, and Chris on the side didn't even joke about the past, and gave him a serious look, signaling Victor to look at the brown-haired woman sitting in the high seat.

Princess Susanna, the current eldest daughter of the Emperor.Victor remembered Owen's words, and looked at Susanna with a bit of playfulness.

Constitutional amendments are regularly made by the Commonwealth Headquarters, and in most cases the matter is referred directly to their current monarch.But now that the monarch is critically ill, during this extremely delicate battle for the throne, the person in charge of this task has become a major point of contention between the two factions.

Today's meeting is to decide who will take the position of the person in charge, and it will spread the secret struggle between the two heirs to everyone.Who is on which side of parliament will be clear after today.

Not long after Victor took his seat, Owen also swayed to sit next to Chris with a playful smile, and now there was only the second prince's vacant seat next to Princess Susanna in the venue.

This prince has always been mysterious. Even after letting everyone know of his existence, the media still failed to find much information about him. Countless people wanted to see his true face.Today was the first time he voluntarily stood in front of the public, and he naturally became the focus of everyone.

Susanna raised the beautiful and exquisite feather fan in her hand, blocking the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth: "My younger brother is a busy person, I'm afraid he forgot today's meeting."

"It's not good to guess other people casually." The door of the venue was opened by two officers. The brown-haired boy in exquisite palace attire stood outside the door with a smile on his face. After slowly looking around for a week, his eyes fell on his face. On the somewhat unattractive Susanna, "Miss Huang."

[Private Chat] Phichit: Oh my god, Yuuri, you're too good, aren't you? !

Phichit saw Yuuri who single-handedly defeated two mechas for the third time, and couldn't help but send him a private message.

Phichit, who disliked single-player battles, dragged Yuuri to the two-player battle next door. After three consecutive battles, the black-haired young man, who had always had good physical strength, had to slump on the driving seat and gasp for breath.After receiving the private message, he smiled helplessly, sent an emoji to his friend, and then clicked on the public channel in the lower left corner of the screen.

[Public] XX: This black mech is so powerful.

[Public]XXX: The fighting style looks familiar...

[Public] XX: I also think, is... like Yuuri?

[Public] XXX: Right!It's Yuuri, is this him coming back?

Yuuri, that name again.Yuuri frowned, his temple aching.Just now, before he had time to figure out what was going on, he received a message from Phichit urging him to go online.After much hesitation, Yuuri chose to create a new account and go online with Phichit.

There is no doubt that the "Yuuri" in their mouths is themselves. Judging from their tone, the former self may be a well-known figure in this training ground.But Yuuri searched his memory several times, but still couldn't find any impression about this account.

Could this be what Victor said he had forgotten?This speculation suddenly popped up in Yuuri's heart. After leaving a word for Phichit, he hurriedly logged out and switched the interface to another account. The dark blue mecha on the platform was still very dazzling.

Yuuri took a deep breath and pressed the login button hard.The scene in front of him turned into a white light and receded, his hair was blown by the wind, and he was already in the middle of the street in the training ground in a blink of an eye.With the launch of Yuuri, the news of "Yuuri"'s return spread throughout the entire star network in an instant.

His interface has obviously been adjusted artificially, which is much more comfortable than the default system.Yuuri relieved the tension in his heart, and first reached out to the first icon on the lower menu bar.The leaderboard interface immediately appeared in front of Yuuri's eyes, he stared at the account with the same name as himself at the top of the list, and after looking it over and over several times, he was completely sure that "Yuuri" was him.

Is this really his account?Yuuri looked down, full of doubts, and the name behind him in the line was "Victory".

"Victory..." He whispered the other person's name, feeling a little familiar for no reason, but he couldn't find any memory about this person in his mind.Yuuri sighed, and had no choice but to click on the second icon representing friends.

There are not many friends on this account, and most of them show a gray offline status.His eyes fell on the special group of the friends list, and the only name under the group was constantly beating.

Victoy.After seeing the name again, Yuuri's intuition told him that this person must be related to his lost memory.He took a deep breath, and then clicked on the other party's message to him.

[Private chat] Victory: Yuuri, didn't you say you're going to fight today?

[Private chat] Victory: I have one more game to surpass your points.

[Private Chat] Victory: Not online today?

……

[Private chat] Victory: Yuuri!Received our core today.

[Private chat] Victory: We agreed to meet in the capital, right?

One message after another popped up from the bottom of the window, the speed became slower and slower, and the time interval began to become longer and longer. The other party was constantly consuming his last bit of expectation. He eventually had to accept the fact that Yuuri was no longer online.Yuuri looked at the message that occupied the entire screen, his expression gradually became a little complicated, and the last message soon appeared in front of his eyes.

[Private chat] Victory: I'm waiting for you, Yuuri.

He knew my name, and the dark-haired youth's eyes widened in disbelief.Yuuri, who had been somewhat skeptical in his heart, was completely sure at this moment that all the memories he had lost were about this training ground, about Yuuri and Victory.

Yuuri scrolled through the other party's messages one by one, until the very first one.He suddenly remembered something, and hastily opened the leaderboard. He was staring at the score difference of only 20 points between himself and Victory, and the corners of his eyes began to get a little moist at some point.

20 points, exactly the score to win the next match. Victory left Yuuri with his last fight on the summit, but couldn't wait for him to come back.

The meeting at the headquarters happened to be in the final stage, the votes of the two sides happened to be tied, and the final decision unexpectedly fell into Victor's hands.Everyone's eyes fell on him in an instant. The silver-haired man supported his head and pressed the voting button with a meaningful smile.

I have to say that Princess Suzanne's distraught face is really interesting.Until Victor returned home, he still couldn't help but want to chuckle.

"Yuuri—" he called his lover's name, but there was no answer for a long time.Victor pushed open the bedroom door, took out his communicator, and dug out the email he received not long ago, "The qualifying group has come out, do you want to see it?"

Yuuri, who was half lying on the bed, was wearing headphones, staring at the crystal screen seriously, and didn't hear Victor's words at all.The latter approached him curiously, and the mecha on the screen that was fighting vigorously on the battlefield looked familiar: "Who is this?"

"Ah, Victor!" Yuuri was taken aback and let out a long breath.Then he pointed to the mecha on the crystal screen, and said excitedly, "His name is Victory, he's handsome, right?!"

Victor's face instantly became complicated: "What's your name?"

"Victory, his mecha battle is really cool," the black-haired young man's brown eyes sparkled, "Want to watch Victory?"

Isn't he himself right in front of you?Viktor resisted the urge to say this, half-closed his eyes, and stood in front of Yuuri: "Yuuri—let's see the qualifying group—"

"Let me watch this scene." Yuuri skillfully kissed Victor on the cheek, pushed the silver-haired man halfway in front of him, and suddenly came back to his senses, "Wait, group?"

"Ah, anyway, Yuuri also wants to see that Victory, so let's forget it."

"No no no—Victor—"