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Azer ran to the hangar in one go, and the pilots of the Phantom Clan had already parked their fighters in their respective stands and began to do post-battle tidying up. He anxiously searched for Jasmine, and then saw the beautiful silver-haired and dark-skinned girl sitting in front of her seat with her knees crossed.

Ezer ran over and stopped in front of Jasmine: "Hey, violent woman...... You, are you alright? ”

The girl's gaze was a little glazed, as if her mind had been taken to another dimension, and when she heard Ezher's concern, she just glanced at Azer and lowered her head again.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Is it hurting? Aize crouched beside Jasmine and looked around her, but found no wounds, Jasmine was in a state he had never seen before, and he began to worry.

"Why is it him......" Jasmine muttered, "Why is it Reed......"

Aize's heart tightened: "What did you say?" Reed? Who is Reed? ”

Jasmine's big beautiful eyes suddenly burst into tears, splashing on her white pilot's uniform.

Ai Ze felt as if his head had been hit hard, and he was suddenly at a loss: "Hey! Don't cry! What's wrong with you! Don't scare me, okay? ”

Jasmine was crying silently, and the pilots around her looked at their captain with astonishment—the first time that a beautiful girl, who had always been lively and cheerful, full of energy, had cried so sadly in front of everyone.

Ai Ze's heart suddenly felt pity, he stretched out his hand, hesitated, put it on Jasmine's shoulder, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, what do you tell me?" I'll be able to help! ”

The girl, who was four years older than him, was now completely gone, crying like a child who had lost her beloved toy, her shoulders twitching, her eyes and nose were red. Ai Ze could only try his best to calm her feelings and hand her a tissue.

Finally, Jasmine stopped sobbing, she wiped her tears vigorously, looked at the blonde boy who was with her, and squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Thank you, Aize, it's just that I'm not in the mood to talk about it now, can I tell you after a while?" ”

Looking at Jasmine's worried eyes, Aize had to nod.

At this time, it is better to let her calm down first.

At the same time, the frontal battlefield was in full swing, and in the face of wave after wave of offensive attacks by the "Rage of the Dragon" fleet, Cindiler still issued one command after another in an orderly manner. Compared with before, this battle is not so crazy and intense, it is more like two strong masters are making moves, shooting calmly, but every move is extremely strong and powerful, poking at the opponent's vital point.

After the Rose Cross joined the battle, it immediately became the blade of the Imperial fleet, cutting into the defense of the Alliance Army several times, and almost breaking the Alliance's defense line, which made the Alliance fleet feel very difficult.

However, Cindil seems to be well aware of the Rose Cross's performance and actions, and sent the most armored frigate "Titan" to stop the Rose Cross, which not only has a triple energy shield and a very hard physical shell, but also has a subatomic detonation device, which can detonate the enemy's torpedo fire, and can form a photon shock wave to damage the enemy. Defending against the strongest spear with the strongest shield is the art of war of the Cindile.

Five hours had passed, and the long battle had been detrimental to the "Dragon's Fury" in the main attack position, and with the delay in capturing the iolite area, Admiral Daizer had to order a temporary retreat and return to the ivory tower fortress to replenish ammunition and prepare to attack iolite again soon after.

The Union forces quickly began to repair the fleet and replenish the ammunition. Upon learning that the Emperor had retreated, the Nightblade fleet returned to the Iolite planetary base from the Alliance outpost.

This time, the Nightblade Legion lost a total of nine ships, and the remaining ships, including the Phantom Light, were also damaged at different lengths, with only the Crescent being in slightly better condition and not requiring repairs.

The Phantom Light was severely damaged and could no longer go to the battlefield for the time being, so Cindiler assigned Ria and other members of the Phantom to temporarily join the base garrison to prevent enemy forces from attacking ground forces.

After hearing the news of the defeat of the Nightblade Legion, Commander-in-Chief Roland understood that since both sides had optical camouflage and gravitational-wave radar, stealth was meaningless. He immediately ordered the Fourth Fleet stationed on the planet Emerald Theta to rush to the front line to support. However, before the reinforcements arrived, whether or not they could hold the cordierite line depended on how long the Cindir and all the sergeants on the front line could hold on.

When the preparations for the arrival of the defense troops at the base were ready, it was already night.

The Phantasmal and the other wounded from the Nightblade Legion ships were transferred to the base's hospital, and Ashur simply asked Dr. Isaiah to do some care for him before returning to his post - this time, no matter how hard Leah tried to force him, the black-haired protector refused to return to the hospital to rest.

At that time, Dr. Isaiah and Chief of Staff Edel came to Leah to report on the casualties of the Nightblade Legion.

"In this battle, the Nightblade Legion lost 9 ships, 254 people were wounded, 227 people were killed, and 26 people were missing." Eder took Isaiah's casualty report, compiled the information, and handed the PDA with the long list to the captain.

When she heard these numbers, Liya's expression could no longer be calm, the grief was clearly written on her face, and the hand that took the PDA was trembling.

"These captains and soldiers died under my command...... It's all my responsibility......" The girl's eyes moistened as she looked at the faces in front of her, many of whom were very young, their names stamped with blood-red death labels.

When once vivid lives are reduced to a pile of cold numbers, who cares about the stories behind each of them? War is like a beast of prey, it will never stop, looking back at those who are trampled under its feet.

"Captain, you don't have to blame yourself like that. No one expected this enemy counterattack. Dr. Isaiah lit a cigarette and spoke leisurely, his voice as calm as ever. He had just undergone several surgeries, and he had a hint of exhaustion on his face.

"But if I had been quicker, I might have been able to save one—nay, maybe two." Leah tried her best to endure and not let the tears fall, but her expression was still sad.

"Little girl, this is war, not a simulation war or a video game, death is inevitable." Suddenly, Eugene's voice came from behind, and a man in a black trench coat with fur lapels walked over, his golden brown hair fluttering in the night wind, "And if it weren't for your quick response, I'm afraid the Nightblade Legion would be in danger of being wiped out this time." ”

Before Leah could say something, Dr. Isaiah nodded and echoed the approaching pirate captain: "The biggest advantage of me being a doctor is probably that I can look down on life and death." I hope the captain can be like me. ”

"Can I really do it......" Leah lowered her eyes.

Eugene looked at the girl's depressed appearance, and snatched the PDA with the casualty list from her hand: "This kind of thing will happen many times in the future, you will slowly get used to it." You're our legionnaire, so take your heart together and lead us to reclaim this blood debt from the Imperial bastards. ”

Hearing Eugene's encouragement, Leah's painful mood was somewhat relieved, and she nodded vigorously, as if she had made up her mind: "It will be!" ”

Seeing that the girl was a little more relaxed, Eugene hooked his lips and smiled, put his hand on his shoulder and hugged her, and looked at Ashulei, who was obviously pulling down his face because of his movements, with a sly expression: "Wooden man, little girl, borrow me, it's better to leave this kind of thing to me!" ”

Leah blushed and pushed Eugene's hand away: "You're playing tricks on me again!" It's really dead! ”

"Alright, alright, let's go, go to my room, I'll get you a cup of 'Dragon Slayer' to try! This is my latest bartending achievement! Eugene took the girl's hand and took her away, half-dragging and half-dragging her.