When Barrett and Luhrman walked out of the training room shoulder to shoulder, like old friends for many years, the victory or defeat of the competition was meaningless. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let's have a drink in the evening!" Luhrmann picked up the clothes that had been thrown near the training equipment, and the guy was quite in tune with his temper.

If it weren't for the fact that Barrett had already been booked as a member of the fleet of the Miseta fleet, he would have wanted this to partner with him.

"It's fine, as long as you drink." Barrett spread his hands, he was now poor and white, and he had nothing.

I heard that the captain's capital is a sake, and Luhrmann has been a captain for two years, so he has some inventory.

"Alright, see you at the bar in the evening." With that, Luhrmann threw his clothes over his shoulders and left the training room.

Barrett smiled, this guy's personality is really straightforward and cute, winning is winning or losing, and there is no meaning of not being able to lose at all.

Well, that's it! You can go back and brag to the lieutenant colonel.

As soon as I thought of this, a contact request came from the information system.

"What happened?" It seemed that the lieutenant colonel's face was not very good, and he asked.

"Come to the bridge, I've got something to tell you." After saying that, the lieutenant colonel cut off the communication.

When he entered the bridge, Barrett found that there were only three people in the entire bridge, plus three of himself.

The lieutenant colonel sat at the captain's command post and was frowning at the control panel to check what was going on.

The other is looking at the star map information in front of the big screen.

This man is none other than the Ravenchoee Barrett from yesterday's information, the best captain under Lieutenant Commander.

Having graduated from the Naval Political Academy, he was originally going to become a staff officer.

However, due to his excellent grades, he was exceptionally promoted to captain.

Although he had been the captain of the destroyer Yuehua for three years, he was only twenty-six years old.

An out-and-out young talent, who became a lieutenant at the age of twenty-three, is rare even within the Navy.

"You take a look at the star map first, and then we'll talk about the mission objectives." The lieutenant colonel said without raising his head.

Before he could speak, Barrett's eyes had already swept around the star map.

What's this red dot? Barrett walked in a little strangely to take a closer look.

Barrett walked a short distance from Ravenhawk and finally saw the markings on the star map.

Mine? After about a few hours, the Glow will leave the acceleration channel and enter the general star field.

But now a space mine has appeared in the path of the battleship.

In this day and age, in addition to blocking commercial passages, mines will be chosen.

Because this kind of thing has little effect on the main guns of a battleship.

With a 120 percent charged particle cannon, it is easy to create a safe passage in this kind of mine array.

No matter how bad it is, the Mjolnir missile can quickly clear a large area of safe airspace, so as long as it is a detected mine, it has no lethality.

"I don't go back to who laid the mines, but it's not a big problem, is it? The Glow is more than capable of dealing with this thing. Barrett said that in the naval warfare code he studied, this situation can be described as the basic of the basics.

"It's a pity that we don't have the weapons to deal with it." It was not the lieutenant colonel who replied, but Ravenchoe, who was standing next to him.

His voice was not loud, but it was clear, and Barrett looked at the lieutenant colonel with some confusion, where did this weapon that did not respond come from?

In addition to the fact that devouring bombs have little effect on such mines, even photon torpedoes can be used as a tool for cleanup.

The lieutenant colonel naturally knew his doubts and opened his mouth to explain: "Self-guided mines. Many of them are prostheses, and it is very likely that all of them are prostheses. ”

"But we can't tell them apart, because this thing will automatically attack as soon as we get close to the attack range."

As he spoke, the image information transmitted by the sensor showed cylindrical torpedoes suspended in space.

If it's a self-guided mine, then the Glow is really hard to deal with.

After all, its firepower is simply not enough to completely clear such a large airspace, and if the place that is not cleaned up is a real mine, just one can severely damage the Glow with just one.

"And we're running out of time, your good friend is after us." Lieutenant Colonel Ravenhawk said, turning his head to look at the sweetheart of Her Royal Highness the princess in front of him.

He had a lot of Barrett, and Barrett naturally stared back unabashedly.

He has short black and brown hair that is full of ears, neatly combed, a neat and handsome face, slightly shallow lips, and a high nose bridge.

I have to say that this product is not only young, but also quite handsome.

The only person who can compare with him is Major Sanovi at that time, but Ravenhawk's eyebrows are quite thick and look more manly.

When I looked at the resume photo, I didn't think there was anything special, and sure enough, the ID photo can only make people look ugly.

"My good friend? Where to start? Barrett asked puzzledly, there was really no one in the Navy who was friends with him.

In his early years, some of his classmates are now serving in the Navy, but at that time, their family background and grades were the objects they disdained to ignore, and they didn't even have any classmates who had contact.

"Major General Trudy...... Not new to you, right? With Ravenhawk's voice, a man with half-white hair and a navy uniform appeared on the screen.

Trudy? This can indeed be regarded as an old friend, and when he just graduated from the Naval Academy in his early years, he was assigned to his command.

I have been in his military port for less than a year, and the work I do is only idle work such as purchasing supplies.

Moreover, isn't he the commander of the military port? How could you lead the team to chase after you?

"It's okay, I've been working under him for a year. How many battleships did they have? Barrett happily admitted, then asked.

"I don't know." The lieutenant colonel's answer was strange, knowing that the enemy was chasing him, but not even how many battleships there were on the opposite side?

"I really don't know, because your good friend is now a general of the rebels. Naturally, we don't know the details, and this information is all obtained from special sources, so it is not unusual for them to appear around us even in the next second. Ravenchawk's voice was still not salty.

When it reached Barrett's ears, it was a little harsh, which was obviously ironic.

Reaching out and picking at his ears, Barrett chose not to hear.

"That means we can't find another way out of here, and we can't go back and do a vote." Barrett didn't have any ideas, naval warfare was about the clarity of information, and this one-sided lack of intelligence was a bit troublesome.

"Major, I need you to check my available ammunition stockpile." The lieutenant colonel finally raised his head, and he knew that if he continued to talk, someone would probably go berserk.

Glancing at Barrett, Ravenhawk left the bridge with a slight gesture.

It wasn't until the bridge gate closed that Barrett scratched his chin and asked, "When did I offend this kid?" "Originally, he thought this guy was easier to deal with than Luhrmann.

The lieutenant colonel's eyes were full of schadenfreude, and he sneered: "When a guy like you comes, you will seduce the goddess in people's hearts, and it is beyond my expectations to maintain this level." ”

After a long time, the lieutenant colonel was worried that Ravenhawk would not be able to control his words and deeds.

Is this a Doroniel fanatic? Barrett looked at the lieutenant colonel with a strange expression.

"What's so strange? If it's not her die-hard fan, who would run into this kind of escort? To make a contribution, of course, you have to go to the battle fleet. Of course, the lieutenant colonel knew the trick, and this Ravenhawk had objected several times in combat meetings to join Barrett's ranks.

It was only in the end that he respected the lieutenant colonel's choice and came along, so Barrett had to use his brains if he wanted to settle him......