When the captain made a fire and began to smoke his pipe; the smell of tobacco made at the headquarters of the galactic station and of flammable wick seemed to me extraordinarily pleasant, it made these creatures move away from them, it was even good, it camouflaged itself with geysers near them, it was not a decoy, because they had many rocks that gave off the same smoke beside it.
We followed the scaly unicorn by a shortcut in order to catch up with the infantry more quickly, when the captain was more thoughtful than usual, he did not take his Dagestani pipe from his mouth and, with each step, he drummed his heels into the flank of her scaly unicorn, which, swaying from side to side, made a barely perceptible dark green trail in the tall, wet grass. Right under the scaly unicorn's paws, with the scream and flap of wings
As these factors compel the hunter to stop with a start, a pheasant then flew away, when it slowly rose towards space, when the captain did not pay the slightest attention to it.
Finally, when we had almost reached the galactic squadron, when behind us there was a sound of the clatter of a scaly unicorn and, at the same moment, a handsome young man in a super barracks galloped past. general of the galactic station of officer and with a tall red protective cap with white fur, with that he reached us, then he smiled.
Immediately, he nodded to the captain and brandished the. I just had time to notice that he sat in the saddle and held the reins in an especially graceful way and that he had beautiful black eyes, a fine little nose and a little moustache that barely started.
Since I could enjoy this situation, when I could be pleased with the decisions, where it is actually quite special, the fact that he could not help but smile when he noticed that we admired him. Just by that smile it was possible to conclude that he was noticeably young.
- In which direction are you going now? - His captain muttered the totally irritated, without taking the pipe out of his mouth.
- Who would he be anyway? - Another questioned.
- He is second in command, second lieutenant Alanin, junior officer of my company... - He said.
- He was sent from the galactic academy last month. – Your general said.
= Is this your first time facing the enemy head-on or engaging in combat? – the other asked.
- This youth of today, excited to face any enemy for the first time, is more than eager to join the fight. - Another said. – They are as if they were the fruits of the headquarters of the galactic pleasure station of the southern sector. - One of them said.
- Why do you think he would not be as happy as he is now? – The officer questioned him. – I know how much happiness is for a young officer, which must be really interesting, it's the same as going to a sex paradise. - The other said.
The captain was silent for a minute or two, serious as they were comparing it to sex heaven.
- Is that what you think of youth? – Another asked.
- The first time I had sex was splendid, I had sex in that galactic region of pleasures, never to forget it, if the same as the first time I entered combat. - Another said.
When another continued with a voice from below.
- He's happy because he hasn't seen anything yet!
- After we participate in many campaigns, we are no longer happy, the only things that make us happy are these moments of pleasure.
- So, look, let's assume, today we are twenty officers: someone will be killed or wounded, that's for sure. Today it's me, tomorrow it will be him, the day after tomorrow someone else: so why rejoice?
- At least, I left more than one child. – Then everyone laughed.
When the Sun was showing itself to be in front of another of the planets of that galactic region and started to illuminate that galaxy that was where we were going, the undulating clouds of the nebula dispersed and it began to be hot.
So, the soldiers, with energy weapons and packs on their shoulders, walked slowly through the dusty space stations; in the ranks, expressions could be heard from time to time
As they uttered the dialect of that small East European Galactic Colony 9 while they burst out laughing, as a few older soldiers, in white jackets − mostly sergeants, who transported and walked with a pipe along the edge of the space stations and talked in serious tones.
The soldiers were carrying their energy transport devices pulled by three scaly unicorns and carried to the top, they advanced at a slow pace and raised a dense and still dust, when the scaly unicorn officers went in front; others, as they say in the galactic army of the Cassian empire of the galactic colony of the southeast sector 9 i.e..
With that they were hitting the scaly unicorn with the energy rope, making it do four hops and braking sharply, turning its head back, while the others busied themselves with the singers, who, despite the heat and stuffiness, tirelessly sang one song after another.
About a hundred soldiers of the galactic empire at the head of the infantry, on a large white scaly unicorn, with the cavalry of the galactic kingdom of Tartarus, there was a brave known in the regiment for his fearlessness, and this man, who showed truth before the eyes of anyone whatever it was, it was a tall, handsome officer in Asian attire.
At that time, they were wearing the green uniform with golden and braided dragons, leggings in the same style, new boots, decorated with dragons, which sheltered the feet, a yellow tunic and a red protective cap with high fur, tilted back.
Continuing with the emblem on the chest and on the back, there were silver dragons, on which an energy rod and a device for recharging their weapons were hung, on which an energy rod was hung on their belt. and a dagger, in a silver sheath, hung at his waist.
In addition to all this, they had with them, energy rods girded in a red Moroccan leather sheath, with dragons, and an energy weapon on the shoulder, inside a black sheath.
From his uniform, from his posture, from the way he carried himself and from all his movements in general, you could see that he was trying hard to look like a galactic kingdom from Tartarus.
They followed even when they spoke something, in a language I did not know, to some galactic kingdoms of Tartarus who went the scaly unicorn with him; however, by the intrigued and mocking looks that the galactic kingdoms of Tartarus cast to each other.
It seemed to me that he was not understood, since he was one of our young officers, brave and fearless, formed in the image of the characters of the infantry and galactic fleets of the colonies since Skinlinmar and Tovmonleir.10
Since these races look at the Galactic Army of the Cassian Empire only through the prism of the heroes of our time, from the Galactic Empire of Nur-11 Na- Mulla, etc., and in all their acts they are guided not by their own inclinations, but by example of those models.
The lieutenant, for example, perhaps liked the company of respectable women and of important races that exist in that galaxy, even generals, colonels, orderlies, in which I am even convinced that he liked this type of society a lot, because it was vain in the highest degree.
Even if in these galactic sectors he had the highest dome and entertainment areas of the largest headquarters of the galactic station of pleasures open to the most varied races, he considered it his unappealable duty to show his coarse side to all important races that exist in that galaxy.