(Disclaimer at the beginning of the chapter: The characters only appear in this chapter, and will return to the main story later.) ）

The Old World Calendar of the Source Universe is 2562 years old, and the wormhole is 165 light years away.

The main planet of the Iskar system, Julian, is the last planet occupied by the human rebels in this field.

The soldiers and horses did not move the grain and grass first. A few years ago, two large space stations were built in low-earth orbit here, which can dock and replenish more than ten warships at the same time, and a large repair station that can repair three warships at the same time, at least in the eyes of this resistance, this last planet has become a super-large refugee camp, and a large amount of supplies have been donated by the people who remain here for evacuation, and in several exercises in the past two months, the facilities of the space station have been skillfully operated by the wounded soldiers and civilians who will be left behind.

Surrounded by tents, the Resistance's Third Army (said to be an army group, but in fact there are only ten warships left) temporary operations headquarters building is located in the broadleaf forest climate zone of the southern hemisphere of the planet.

The building is a five-storey building with five floors above ground and thirteen floors underground, the combat department occupies the main building, and the surrounding tents are located the Ministry of Science and Technology, the Logistics Department, the Military Academy, etc., with this dilapidated temporary capital Delisi as a base, a radius of 20 kilometers seems to form the largest wounded battalion in this star field.

In the large conference room with a high ceiling on the fifth floor, a farewell ceremony is being held.

It was a warm and sunny morning, and it was also the day when the Third Army lost more than a dozen warships in the last Battle of Tenisi, and was exhausted and ushered in a strategic shift.

In the face of the thousands of enemy ships that were about to sweep in, all the servicemen understood what would happen to those who remained, but these people still did not complain about taking over their new posts.

The aisle leading to the venue was filled by delegates in attendance, including the families of the deceased and representatives of the government left behind.

A sixteen-year-old girl wearing an Air Force uniform and a golden ponytail under her hat was among them.

Air Force Captain Melotia (Melotia) of the Second Mobile Regiment of the Third Army looked at the sky outside the building while talking to the people around her. Outside several layers of the atmosphere, countless drones, self-detonating satellites and fighter jets are engaged in intense start-up operations.

Among these fighters is the Helwell, which she will soon fly.

At this moment, the rookie operator of the second space station saw a prompt window suddenly pop up on the screen, and immediately jumped to the communication frequency, informing the main console that the vanguard fleet with TOM was about to arrive, and the stations were ready to carry out the disengagement work.

Five minutes later, "Helwell" ejected from the main ship.

The scene of the Battle of Tenisi was repeated again, when all the fighters flew in the direction of the enemy, but the screen disappeared, and then the second space station was opened fire by more than a hundred enemy ships that appeared at the other end at the same time, and the space station was destroyed in the moment when the ten battleships had just detached.

The panicked operator was holding his head for the final moments of his life as the screen read, "Drill over." ”

He was tapped on the shoulder by the commander behind him, "Before the next notice, remember to search the entire enemy situation." ”

Half an hour later, the autopilot "Helwell" flew back to the main ship, and Melo greeted her in the parking compartment with her helmet in her arms, she already knew that today's exercise had failed again, and also understood that there were eight seriously injured battleships that could not bear this expedition and decided to stay, as for the pilots, who left and who stayed was also the above arrangement, everyone was waiting for the choice of fate.

There are two targets for the transfer, one is the Ishea Star Field, which cannot be sourced from the more edge of the universe, and the other is the wormhole.

It's a bet on an uncertain future, and it's a bad luck to go in either direction or stay.

Due to the success of the surprise attack on the enemy's flagship at the Battle of Tenisi, Melot's mobile corps was expected by the remaining soldiers, and it was her own intention to face the final battle head-on.

But if she knew that her father, Colonel Morrison, had not been killed in the battle twelve years earlier, but had driven a shuttle into that wormhole, she would have had the opposite plan.

For the rebel headquarters, the commander, Admiral Fittelt, had to consider how they would make the most of this strategic initiative in the final moment.

We can get to the wormhole faster.

If you follow the cruiser's jump speed of 0.8AU per second, plus stopping and charging, the arrival time will be nine months later.

This choice became especially important when it was learned that a medium-sized fleet of more than 100 ships of TOM was rushing to the wormhole at full speed after two jump operations.

Admiral Fittelt decided to leave the choice to the two captains.

Merlot's superior, Vice Admiral Brandt, captain of the flagship battleship Galaxy, suggests following the old method of going to Ishe, finding a habitat on the inhospitable edge of the universe, and dropping young Wastelanders as sparks on habitable planets along the way, at least the compressed food inside the ship can sustain them for thirty years.

Rear Admiral Li Wei, the captain of the cruiser Qiufeng, took the opposite attitude, we must give up this universe, pin our hopes on the unknown, and rely on the width of the wormhole to reduce the size advantage of the TOM fleet, and finally lead them out to annihilate one by one. So in the flagship's conference room, he uncharacteristically argued with Brandt and wanted the two ships to act together. Regardless of the plan of the whole army, it was decided to go out today before the supply was completed.

Brandt thinks that in front of the TOM fleet of tens of thousands of ships, this wormhole is only a small part, but for the human resistance army, it is all, so he refuses to agree, and is even ready to order the Autumn Wind not to evacuate without authorization, and needs to wait for the headquarters order before acting.

In fact, this is not the point of their quarrel.

The point is that both warships that will determine the future of humanity have neutron bombs on board.

In other words, I see that if you are unhappy, you can destroy your personnel at any time, and leave after receiving your supplies.

They are still under the constraints of headquarters, but the two captains know what they will face if Julian and the main force of the fleet are lost, and although they don't want to, the so-called demand for joint action is just to pull in twice as many supply ships.

This is also the reason why Li Wei decided to act in advance, even if I set off alone, I will try not to hurt my anger as much as possible, and leave your strike range before I fall here.

What's more, there have been some sporadic exchanges of fire on the outer defense line in the past three days, indicating that a larger battle is coming.

Two hours later, the meeting had its results.

The Autumn Wind gave up twenty years of supplies in exchange for an immediate departure, all of which were left to the Galaxy.

In addition, Li Wei is asking for the daughter of an old friend.

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At the same time, on March 1, 2017, the Earth, in low Earth orbit.

Tiangong space station.

Hou Jun, a young Air Force colonel, was wearing a spacesuit for a routine spacewalk outside the vehicular and dialed the somewhat insensitive extravehicular camera by the way.

This detailed operation was carried out in preparation for the expansion and resupply modules that would be delivered by the Long March 9 rocket in a few days, and the ISS also received two spare fuel tanks.

As of this day, the progress of the "Chang'e" project has reached more than 60%, but according to the report sent by the State Security Administration, the space base seems to have been infiltrated by the Moles of the Solomon Foundation, and it is about the low-level personnel who are not enough to drag down the progress of major events, so the good show is still to come.

"Heavenly Palace, Heavenly Palace." Suddenly there was a sound in the headphones.

"Xichang Xichang?"

"No, this is the headquarters of the Qiantang City Committee, the emergency password is Xingshen, are you Colonel Hou Jun?" A calm voice replied.

"Yes." Hou Jun replied.

There were only two commanders in the secret command room of the committee, and the snowflakes on the screen gradually changed into the figures of the astronauts.

"Got in touch." Morrison took the walkie-talkie, nodded to Blücher on the side, and said, "Finally, I took advantage of the time and space to contact you, long story short, is Mr. Gu here?" ”

What the hell is space-time alignment? Hou Jun had no choice but to answer the next question, "Yes." ”

Hou Jun turned the camera to his side, and the man was not wearing a spacesuit.