"Elodi, what the hell are you here for?" Sylvia turned her head and glared at Elody in the shadow. Sue. She was a veteran soldier from the beginning of the Gayrente Gadari War, and she felt something from the silence of the Brigadier General Gadari, but she didn't have time to figure it out......

After a moment of waiting, the bronze columns tore through the already restless canopy, and the famous admiral of the Federation Navy let . Admiral Heiner has finally stepped into the battlefield of Ian Aosta, the battlefield of his fate.

The bronze giants, whose side sides were proudly painted with the insignia of fox's tail rising like flames, had locked on to their target as soon as they leaped out of the torn space. Without much command, the swarm of drones, supported by a small number of Iron Cavalry carrier-based aircraft, whizzed out of the mothership's flight deck, and behind them, the naval guns of the escort ships had completed their ballistic calculations and began to roar. Those beams of metal particles dragged the bright trajectory and the stray machine, and they formed a huge arc in the void to converge into a torrent of steel, pressing the Gadari fleet centripetally.

34th Fleet of the Gelent Navy, Firetail Fox Fleet. They have made a name for themselves in eighteen years of terrible war, and their majesty on the battlefield is beyond doubt.

Caught off guard, the Gadari hurried back deeper into the wreckage, but Sylvia suddenly sensed something, and she desperately rushed to the console to pick up the communications that had just been restored.

"Heina, let's go!"

However, it was too late.

Before the unfolded field of light had disappeared, bright purple cones of light reappeared, which experienced officers knew was a sign of the flagship's leap. After less than five minutes of silence, the guiding force field spread out on the Poeti greeted another group of visitors, their iron-gray shadows sailing out of the purple light, mingling with their eighteen-year-old enemies like a puzzle piece.

Elordi, who had been standing in the corner of the shadow. Sue stepped forward and gently pushed Sylvia away. She tapped her hand on the corner of her forehead and gave a not-so-standard military salute.

"It's been a long time, let. General Heiner. A cold voice came through the darkness, and Commodore Gadari smiled bitterly at the fox of Müllertan, calmly withstanding his razor-sharp gaze.

"The Dreadnought Squadron unfolds the Battle Module! The flagship-level shield backflush booster unlocks the safety lock, and the output power is overloaded by 15%. The fort torpedoes are on standby, the first target: the aircraft carrier "Levitan" of the Heterolake Group, and the second target is the "Iscarus" class carrier of the Gelent Navy. Attention of the whole fleet, without authorization, do not return fire! Repeat, unauthorized, do not return fire! ”

Buck. Bell stood on the bridge of the "New Gadari" and listened to his orders in the command channel back to dàng). He didn't know how the demons on the battlefield had managed to get their hands on the Galent's conduction field and unfold it. But there was no doubt that she had succeeded, and the Pyrmit Front, which had five dreadnoughts under its command, emerged from the bright purple star space in a neat row. These ferocious behemoths of the sea of stars spread out almost in the center of the Federation Navy's flagship group, and they were so close to the massive bronzed motherships that the frightened faces of the Federation soldiers could be clearly seen just by using low-powered optical telescopes.

The Gadari Navy's Phoenix-class dreadnoughts, the most formidable decisive force in the battle line. These five giant ships, which were developed and produced to fight against the "Moluo" class, have now been developed and produced by Buck. Bell plunged into the chaotic battlefield of Ian Aosta, armed with terrifying firepower and a shield system that could no longer be described as terrifying. As the five behemoths emerged from nothingness, the manic energy released by the massive mass nearly destroyed the electronic systems of the surrounding small and medium-sized ships. And their huge shadows even obscured the brilliance of the Ian-Aosta binary.

For a moment, the inexperienced officers and soldiers of the Union Navy hesitated in front of the formidable line-up of this suddenly appearing fleet, and they did not organize a coordinated offensive except for the first spontaneous attack. Moments later, the Federal Admiral Jean. Heiner halted all attacks, and the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence.

"Is the 'Levitan' communication connected?" On the bridge of the aircraft carrier "Neugardari", Buck. Bell asked lightly with a calm face. The fact that the few aircraft carriers that were not in the Navy's combat sequence had already been filed in the fleet's IFF system made him instinctively feel that the aura of scheming was wafting here.

"Yes General, Ace of the Heterophyllous Lake Group. Executive Ottihea is waiting for you online, claiming to be the commander of that fleet......"

"Ace. Ottihea? It's a pity that I can't imagine that I have become ......an enemy when I don't think I can say goodbye." Bell sighed and said slowly. The war has been going on for eighteen years, and he is no longer the little soldier who struggled in the sea of corpses and blood, and a decision will have tens of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield and fight for him. He answered the communication, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn. It was as if the soul had become as cold as steel, and every word had a metallic trill.

"Inform the 'Leviathan' aircraft carrier formation of the Yizhuhu Group: Your fleet has infiltrated the theater of our front army without authorization, which has seriously interfered with the combat operations of our front army. Within 20 minutes, disengage from contact with the Federation Navy, contain damaged ships, and assemble at the Deep Space Rally Point. After that, they will be placed under the protection of our fleet and jump back to the Line of Control of our forces in Pilmit. Finally, warn that if your fleet does not act according to the above plan within the specified time, it will be automatically regarded as a rebel army by our front and destroyed! ”

With his order, the disorganized iron-gray warships slowly adjusted their battle lines. With those five huge "Phoenixes" as the core, they coldly threw their powerful weapons at their former colleagues. The officers and soldiers who received the order briefly hesitated, hesitated, or confused. These young soldiers, most of whom had not experienced the terrible battle, jumped to the decisive battle of their ancestors seven years ago with the determination to die on the battlefield, but the order they waited for was to raise their swords to their colleagues. Correspondence asking for reconfirmation of the order kept coming, but on the "New Gadari", the commander of the lieutenant general, who was so gentle and even a little cowardly, repeated the order with iron coldness.