Chapter 158: do you know who she is

Chapter 158 Do you know who she is?

The little follower received the princess' wink, and immediately stood up bravely, and shouted imposingly: "Bold, this is..."

"Shut up, what are you?"

Randall scolded mercilessly, without giving Teresa any face at all, and said directly: "Squat down for me, there are no princesses here, only soldiers, what rank are you? Everyone else who is qualified squats down, just you People standing? Don't you see something wrong? Stupid."

This question opened everyone's eyes, and their hearts were filled with admiration.

Because what Randall said is so reasonable, in the army, everything is based on military rank. In the past, every prince entered the army and served as a soldier. He still had to obey military orders and perform tasks.

Other people treat you as a princess, that's for your face.

But you can’t think that in the army, your princess status can overwhelm everything.

Teresa obviously understood this too, so she could only endure and squatted down with her hands behind her head.

Teresa lowered her head, biting her lips firmly, knowing that she was ashamed and thrown home today, and she hadn't felt such frustration for a long time.

Last time, she competed to be Freya's companion, but lost to Celia.

And I have lost my position, and the image of being close to the people that has been painstakingly maintained has also been stained, which will become a target for political opponents to attack...

Damn it, the loss is too great.

Teresa's worry is indeed true, don't wait for it to spread, the teachers and students of the three military academies at the scene are all watching, if Teresa is really as close to the people as advertised, kind, and loves the military, she should understand everything in the army It is a duty to obey orders.

She is only a sophomore in the military academy, even if she has a royal title, everyone shouldn't be squatting down, only she is standing.

Standing at this time is no longer a show of nobility.

Celia sneered in a low voice: "The truth is revealed, you deserve it!"

"All cadets board the ship immediately."

"yes!"

Choate reacted the fastest, pulling Lin Fu away.

The captain of the Imperial Guard was about to stop him immediately, but was blocked by the captain of the guard.

"Damn it, that's the murderer, we can't let her board the ship." The captain jumped anxiously.

"Crack!" Randall slapped the other person on the shoulder, and said in a gloomy tone: "I advise you to go back and ask clearly, don't be sold out as a fool, and give back the money."

"What do you mean?" The captain asked vigilantly.

"What do you mean? Hehe..." Randall sneered, "Do you know who that person was just now?"

"Who?" At this moment, the captain gradually realized that something was wrong.

Randall lowered his voice, pressed close to the captain's ear, and said word by word: "That's our commander's wife, the honorable mistress of the Immorles galaxy. If you want to kill her, you are looking for death. Not even Admiral Frank can afford it."

The last two words carry the meaning of **** killing that sends chills down the spine.

The captain's pupils narrowed sharply, and his legs were so weak that he almost fell down. He suddenly thought of a detail that he had overlooked before.

That is, Landauer, as the exclusive **** captain of the Supreme Commander of the Eighth Fleet, is the confidant of Major General Fuxing, and is only responsible to the Supreme Commander. No matter how big things are here, there is no need for him to come forward.

His appearance itself represented a signal.

"Go back! Our commander will be responsible for how to deal with it later."

"Thanks!"

The captain thanked him gratefully, then took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down and led the people away.

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(end of this chapter)