The First Veterinarian of the Empire

"What, you said it is Major General Osmond?"

In the clinic, sitting on the sofa is an elderly orc in military uniform. He has a serious Chinese character face and looks incredibly at Mr. Fox, who is sitting at the dining table and flicking his tail slowly.

Adjutant Robert sat on the chair with his back straight and nodded solemnly: "I have worked with General Osmond for so many years. This is its original state. I will not admit it."

In the Japanese Empire, the information of all general officers is kept secret, from ability attributes, potential values, and even raw photos.

Therefore, despite working together in the military for many years, the Guozilian Orcs did not know the true primitive state of Major General Osmon, and he was usually familiar with the primitive state of Osmon when he was fighting.

Because the orcs will activate abilities during the battle, their primitive state will change dramatically compared to normal.

Therefore, he never expected that Major General Osmon, who was able to tear the mecha by hand, would be such a cute creature in true primitive state?

And if Major General Osmond was like this, wouldn't it be the same as the original state of the Marshal and his wife?

This is a rare thing in the military headquarters where Tyrannosaurus Rex, Ankylosaurus, Flame Lion, Giant Horned Eagle...rambled.

"Okay, I already know almost everything about you on the battlefield."

The Guozilian officer put away the information, he frowned and asked inexplicably: "But...Major General Osmond suffered such a serious injury, why is he not willing to return to the military immediately and receive treatment from a senior veterinarian?"

Lieutenant Robert said plausibly: "Major General Osmond is injured. Of course it is not convenient for the long-distance to rush back to the military..."

"No, my injury is almost healed."

At this time, a male voice full of magnetism suddenly sounded.

The two of them were taken aback and turned their heads to look at the dining table. The fox there disappeared somehow, and a handsome man sat instead.

It’s just embarrassing that Major General Osmond at this moment is completely naked. He is sitting behind the table. His lower body is just blocked by the table cloth. Only his strong upper body can be seen. He is holding a silver spoon in his right hand and on his neck. He also wears a "cute-only" pink bib very funny.

Moreover, because of the wrong size, this bib also tightened his neck very tightly.

"—Puff!"

This picture is too harsh, the two of them only glanced at it, and almost didn't laugh!

"Cough cough cough..."

The officer with the traditional Chinese character face could not help but squeezed into a fist against his mouth, and coughed twice with a sullen smile.

He sighed for a long time, and said with emotion: "Hey, General Osmond, you really should let your gang of fans see. The honorable person who is known as the army's face value will have such a day. "

Adjutant Robert also endured the laughter extremely hard. Although he tried to restrain himself, the corners of his mouth could not be concealed and raised: "Sir...Sir, do you want to put on your clothes before you speak."

"no need."

Due to his serious injury, Osmond's voice was a bit muffled, with a trace of laziness. It was the voice of a mature man.

"Put it on, take it off later, trouble."

His expression was extremely calm, he stretched out his hand and pulled the bib around his neck casually, pulled the pink bib off in a posture as if he was untieing his tie, and then threw it on the table. His movements were as clean and neat as ever.

With this look, the eyes of Adjutant Robert and the officer with Guozilian were straightened... They also didn't believe that they were killed. Faced with such an embarrassing scene, Osmond could be so calm and calm. How thick is this face!

"Tsk, really good-looking people are so handsome in everything..."

The national character face officer tuts, and his tone is even harder to conceal a trace of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Osmond is rather modest: "Excessive reputation, excessive reputation, and the profile faces of the Horned Carving Orcs are also very handsome. If it weren't for the photogenicity to pay attention to 365 degrees without dead ends, the spokesperson of the military should be you!"

The national character face officer was stabbed with a sore foot, and he was so angry that he said without a word: "Forget it. If you are active in front of the media camera, you still have a thick skin. Our horned eagle clan can't compare to your fox clan."

Osmond doesn't like to hear this.

His long and narrow fox glanced coldly, and spoke unceremoniously: "In the past few years, due to the tight military expenditures and forced taxation, every time our fox clan was pushed out as news spokespersons. The thickness of the face is not natural. Yeah, thanks to the cultivation of the military headquarters."

"Um..." The Guozilian officer was dumb, and he apparently remembered what it was like for the Fox Warriors to be scolded by netizens from All Stars in the past few years.

He always blushed and squatted and said: "It's not that your fox clan is more popular among the masses and more down-to-earth! Only the military will entrust you with a heavy responsibility."

"Humph." Osmond snorted softly, his expression unclear.

The soldier with the national character face suddenly softened his attitude, and persuaded him with a good temper: "Look, don’t you have to promote you as an admiral out of the way now? So, everyone is looking at your contribution... "

"Don't talk to me about this mess. I don't have a complete mental domain. I only have 10 minutes to maintain my body, so I won't waste time. I'll talk about some things first."

Osmon's face turned straight, and he began to negotiate terms.

"First, let's forget about the appointment of a senior veterinarian. I have been recuperating here for a week, and the injury is almost healed. No one can do better than Dr. Pei. He will be my exclusive veterinarian in the future."

"Second, my optical brain was damaged in the war. I need a new optical brain to keep in touch with the military."

"Third, the battle is over. I will use up all the annual leave owed to me by the military. You are not allowed to approve it. Even if you do not approve it, I won't take care of it. Go ahead and count how many days I have. annual leave."

"fourth…"

"Okay, just so ten, see if you have any comments?"

Although his upper body is naked, Osmond is not at all shocked. He glances sharply at the Guozilian officer, with a strong threat... It is very likely that you will not approve me for fake! I will taste like you desperately!

"You... do you have to do this!"

The officer of Guozilian wiped his cold sweat, and said, "You have made such a great achievement. At this time, let alone the ten requirements. As long as I don't betray the country, I have to agree to a hundred on behalf of the military."

"That's good!" Osmond narrowed his fox eyes and finally smiled with satisfaction.

The national character face officer looked helpless.

He pondered for a moment and took out a file bag: "Okay, can you listen to me now?"

"...To commend Major General Osmon for his outstanding contributions to the empire in the Battle of Pandora. Here is a document for the extraordinary promotion of Major General Osmon. Your signature is required..."

"Huh?" Osmond raised his eyebrows obliquely, instructing his adjutant: "Go get it for me."

Adjutant Robert knew that his general could not come out from behind the table now, otherwise, his lower body would really be gone! This is a shame!

He endured a smile, took a thick stack of documents and a quill in the hands of the Guozilian officer, and respectfully sent it to General Osmond.

As he watched, Osmond took out a quill and wrote his name on the commission letter.

Since then, he has become the youngest general in the history of the Sun Empire.

The national character face officer said that it was impossible not to envy, but he was more convinced than envy.

They are all aware of the strength of the Zerg queen, and being able to successfully ambush the opponent at the critical moment when the opponent advances is enough to prove the strong strength of Major General Osmon.

"Well, now that I have seen Admiral Osment safe and sound, I will also be ready to go back soon."

The officer with the national character face put away the documents, with a hint of satisfaction on his face.

This time on Warren's trip to the Stars, he reached the expected goal very smoothly-confirming Osmond's situation through Adjutant Robert.

Happily, their comrades-in-arms, the heroes of the empire, are still alive in this world.

While sorting out the information, the Guozilian officer said with emotion: "General Osmond, the marshal and the marshal's wife are very worried about you, you still don't delay outside for too long, if you can go back earlier, go back earlier..."

Osmond nodded and said solemnly: "I know it in my heart."

"So, Adjutant Robert... Are you planning to stay on this planet too?" After finishing the data, the officer Guozilian looked at Adjutant Robert.

Adjutant Robert looked upright: "I am General Osmond's adjutant. Naturally, I must be at the nearest place to the general and wait for his call at any time."

"Okay, I don't know what charm this small clinic has so appealing to you."

The national character face officer was a little helpless, and casually joked: "Could it be that you have seen the little veterinarian here?"

…

As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere suddenly froze.

The national character face officer keenly felt something was wrong, and he was shocked when he looked at the strange expressions of Osmond and Adjutant Robert Qi Qi.

Isn't it? I just mentioned it so casually, is it really right?

However, having said that... a strong orc major general was rescued by a gentle and kind veterinarian after the disaster. What will happen in the future? You can use your tail to know!

The eight o'clock soap operas in the Empire were all shot like this!

The eyes of the officer with the national character face brightened. It was a smell of gossip. Oh my god, the golden bachelor in their military department-Admiral Osmon, is going to get out of the order?

It's okay to take off the order! After getting out of the order, those fans in the empire will pay attention to their powerful, but reserved and low-key soldiers!

The Guozilian officer immediately put down the compiled information, and smiled: "Oh, then I can't return to Capital Star too soon... Why do I feel my backache and back pain? This mental strength is not smooth, I should find a small one. The veterinarian is here to guide you!"

Osmond couldn't help but rolled his eyes to the sky: "Go! Go!"

Adjutant Robert held it back for a long time, but didn't hold it back: "Colonel Harpe, you, don't come here to make trouble!"