Lynch instructed the eight hibernating frigates of the core combat team to immediately board the ship and stand by, and instructed Glenn Hugh: "After the fleet jumps out, turn on the push orbit as soon as possible, and turn on the magnetic field!" ”

Half an hour later, Lynch sent another galaxy broadcast: "Thirty minutes to go. ”

"Let's go!"

Eight hibernator frigates are like eight pops, rowing headlong into the wormhole galaxy. Glenn Hugh immediately turned on the magnetic field and enabled the push track.

Seven frigates leapt into the tactical supply field, and Lynch alone began to jump all over the galaxy.

"Boss, what are you doing? Do it? ”

"Hehe, I won't tell you."

“......”

Lynch was capturing communications everywhere, and he believed that the stealth warships trapped inside would definitely send delayed communications to the outside of the cave, and he wasn't sure how big the signal capture range was, so he had to run around. In fact, it's not a mess, no matter what, it is impossible for these stealth warships to stay at the original cave entrance all the time, and if they jump, they must jump to a large space entity. Planets, stars, moons, and even his supply positions. This narrows down the scope quite a bit.

To his surprise, someone made a high-profile announcement of the galaxy.

Unknown Battleship: It's amazing how you can hear your name everywhere in a stinky boy who has not dried up. Amazing, amazing! Hehe, popping the boat and pinching the eggs? Yes, the escape pod does look like an egg, hahahaha!

Lynch instantly located the battleship in the 3-4 satellites, and at the same time, the tactical view refreshed the battleship information: Gadari Economic United States Fighting Falcon-class stealth reconnaissance cruiser! This is a new technology, feedback ship-specific signals, from Lynch and Glenn Hugh's new developments. Of course, the principle is the identification technology of the hibernator itself. Lynch informed Glenn Hugh of the Charlotte's tactical view information, and the old man added this automatic identification function to all warships. It's a patch for the battleship system that keeps up with the times.

Lynch snorted coldly, did not immediately give the jump attack order, and continued to jump around: Hehe, in Lower Lynch, what is this lord called? There are still about 10 minutes.

Fighting Falcon: Ten minutes? Hahahaha, I'm afraid you're overconfident, what can you do if you give you ten years? Others praise you, but in my eyes, you are just a lucky person who meets at the right time. Without that old guy Gironte, you're not a fart.

Lynch: Thanks for the compliment, don't you want to go out?

Fighting Falcon: Sooner or later, new holes will be generated, but what if you can't get out, what can you do with me? Hahahaha, when it comes to Lynch, those idiots are all worshiped as gods, tsk, it's really embarrassing! Eight hibernating frigates? I have to say that this old man Giront really has the ability!

Both sides sent unencrypted galactic broadcasts, and all ships received a power-hungry conversation between the two. Russo thundered in the wheelhouse, and the fleet broadcast: "Boss, let me dock his escape pod after the ship, I'm going to beat this bastard to death!" ”

"Shut up, don't distract me, I'm going to catch someone else."

Lynch: Yes, I don't have the ability to do it, but I'm afraid there are thousands of warships in my hands, and I'm still alive and well in Xia. What about you?

Fighting Falcon: Huh! It's just a sneak attack by the Black Hidden and T3 cruisers. Fair matchup, who can you win? Even if you were to pilot the Hibernation Battleship now, would you be able to catch me? If it's one-on-one, I'll you like an ant!

"Boss! I must strangle him with my own hands! ”

"Fuck, how old are you? Shut up for me, I'm busy, I'll close the fleet channel if I talk again! ”

Lynch: Yes, yes, this man is amazing! I just want to ask this master, which force are you? Celebrities don't do dark things, and I can't catch you anyway, right, can't you talk about it? Or are you so weak that you're afraid I'll come to you?

Knowing that someone else's shipboard scanner could scan him, Lynch deliberately jumped off each satellite, staying for less than ten seconds before jumping away. He even jumped thirty kilometers away from the Fighting Falcon in order, and then jumped away.

Fighting Falcon: My power? Hahaha, you dare to come to the door, it's really a big laugh! Lao Tzu is the mythical fleet of the Southern Alliance of the Absolute Path Star Domain. Our fleet is not large, only five or six hundred warships. How is it? Do you dare to knock on the door?

Lynch: Briefing, there are still five minutes left, and because of the example of the Yugoslav Federation, I have granted permission to extend the 30-minute ultimatum time of the other forces.

At this time, Lynch had already located more than a dozen stealth warships of various types.

"My lord! We...... Oh not us, I mean the Muddy Freedom Guard is just ready to rent their space station. They..... At least dozens, if not millions, of slaves! THEIR NEST IS IN THE NUG-OF GALAXY! They...... The force behind them is the Nakiwi group in Gadari! ”

"Very well, Peng Peng."

"Hahaha!" The fleet members burst out laughing en masse.

"......" bearded man wanted to kill himself.

Fighting Falcon: Hahahaha, what the are you kidding me? Come on, I'm on the edge of the fifth planet, you're coming to get me.

A battleship on the edge of the fifth planet was inexplicably lying down, and the commander cursed and ran away.

At this time, there are no probes in the galaxy, because probes cannot be launched in the invisible state, and there will be a period of equipment restart between the release of invisibility and the invisibility again, which makes all the commanders in the wormhole dare not gamble, especially under the threat of Lynch's countdown.

Lynch: Hehehehehe, your legion will regret sending you out. Then I will announce by the way, declare war on the Southern Alliance.

Fighting Falcon: Hahahaha, although I look down on you, I have to admire the courage for you to say big things, little miscellaneous, as long as you dare to come to the end, Lao Tzu will let you change your taste from now on! Hahaha!

Lynch: Hehe, okay, one minute more.

At this point, another broadcast appears in the galaxy.

Battleship Unknown: Hello, Lord Lynch. I'm Yuri, a reporter for the New Eden Sisters Freemasonry. I don't mean anything about it, because the reputation of the adults is spread all over New Eden, so we want to get more information about the adults. But you belong to the pirates on the list of the Unification Department, so we don't dare to interview you officially, so we hope for your understanding.

Shrimp? Journalist interviews? Lao Tzu has become a star?

He was so stupid for a moment that by the time he noticed that the unknown frigate was still displayed on the tactical view, the ultimatum time to the Battle Falcon had passed. The unknown battleship, which means that there is no database in Grenhu's hand, surprises him. Nowadays, cosmic communication is so advanced, and there is a huge amount of data updated every day. Glenn Hugh has collected almost all the information on the T2 battleship.

Unknown frigate...... Lynch's heart is moving, Astro, little white baby!

Fighting Falcon: Yo, an hour has passed, and the time has expired, what can you do to me? You fool who shoots yourself in the foot!

Russo was furious! "Boss...... Top dog...... Oh Boss! ”

"What the howl! Wait! ”

Lynch: Oh, good, good, it's time, so the game begins. Please forgive me for being attracted to Miss Yuri before. Well, Xiaobai is obedient, and what about Astro. Miss Yuri, please wait, I'm very interested in your Astro, and I'll talk to Miss again after I've dealt with some of the unruly people. You're a reporter, don't worry, you'll definitely go back, I'll do a magic trick for you. Hehe, what magic? Well, forgive me for asking myself, what do you want most when you're stuck in a wormhole? Of course it's the hole, and I assure you, this magic trick is to turn a hole for you when you want! Ah, the great wormhole opens for you! Okay, okay, there's a lot of nonsense, and now I will report that except for Miss Yuri, the rest of us still have twenty minutes. Except, of course, this stupid and poor Confederate Fighting Falcon!

The moment the galaxy broadcast was confirmed to be sent, Lynch landed on the Fighting Falcon in 20KM, and the second lock rebounded.