Chapter 164: Haramata My Egg
"What?! That's impossible! We still have a full two thousand T2 elite warships, as well as dozens of aircraft carriers and dreadnoughts, and Your Excellency the FΓΌhrer will never abandon us! β
Lynch's words caused the poor creatures to quarrel, and Strong and the generals roared hoarsely and went crazy.
"All surrendered battleships, immediately withdraw from the fleet, I will give you a coordinates, a home planet code, a supply field for the Tukels. Hehe, please believe me, I won't kill you, it's because I'm afraid of the space station riot, so I don't dare to let you go back. You belong to me Lynch. β
Lynch's broadcast once again panicked Lebron's fleet, the Tukels had really come, and their own rescue, except for the unfortunate ten aircraft carriers, had not seen a single ship.
The sand of time leaked one by one, the shield armor of the supply force field wore away little by little, and the footsteps of the god of death approached step by step. The moment the supply field went offline, the interceptors flew in all directions, and the Tukel debris, supported by the fire of the Hibernator battleships, spit out bubbles one after another, and the lambs waiting for rescue were sentenced to death!
Waves of terrifying and beautiful fireworks continued to bloom, and Strong's thousand-ship fleet cried. When the Berserk flagship was bitten by fire, the Fleet channel sounded the voice of the general who started as a small pirate stealing ore and blasting ships:
"Hurry, hurry! Lock me lock me! Remote repair! What about remote repair! Isn't it in place yet? Isn't it in place yet? Ah, I exploded! My eggs, my eggs, my eggs, my eggs! I!@#$#@!Haruka repairs my eggs! My eggs, my eggs! Ahh
At a joint meeting of the Military Council of the Republican Fleet, the round table was slammed with a pair of hammer-like hands.
"Tell me, what does that mean! Where did he come from! And what about the Tukels? And what about the damned Tukels? Why didn't they send a report? Why is it on the battlefield! β
"It seems that we need to reassess Lynch's strength and reassess the relationship between Lynch and the Tukels!"
"What do we want of him?" Fries said lightly: "Ask him to rush to the B-T6BT system to fight Lebron and cut off Lebrand's retreat." Apparently, he did, even laying down 8-spnn in advance. β
"Fries, what do you mean!"
"What do you mean? I didn't agree with this plan at the beginning, but who advocated it? Now that he's done what you asked, who's throwing a tantrum out of anger? β
"Don't argue in vain." Another voice joins in: "It's time to talk about how to end it." Whether to watch the cellar fall, or to immediately correct the mistake and drive the fleet over. What do you think, Mistress Fries? β
"I think the cellar can be given to him, and he can only be wrong."
"Ridiculous! The cellar is our springboard to the north! Say give it? β
"So what do you mean? Dear Marshal Michelle? Lynch is still our ally, at least on the surface. So in this way, is there a difference between being in Lebrand's hands and being in his hands? I don't need to say more about Emma's situation, right? We can't succeed in taking the North, and expect the lazy guys of Gayrentt to stand up to Her Majesty? β
"Humph! Even if you give it to him, you must not make it easy for him! β
The battlefield sweep continued, and the stealth battleships and escape pods that had slipped through the net were dug out and killed one by one. This military operation, which lasted more than twenty-four hours, completely destroyed Lebron's living force in the 8-SPNN system, and several functional supply fields were completely removed. Only the space station remains
At this time, the two stargates of 8-SPNN have become a sea of maneuvering jumps to disrupt the force field, and no warship can pass through the stargates, except for the dead. Lebron eventually abandoned the two galaxies and completely retreated to the territory of the Northern Star MRT. The B-T6BT galaxy was also under martial law by the Tukels, and it was already understaffed, and like 8-SPNN, all turtles retreated into the space station.
"Hehe, friends from the space station, I'm Lynch, giving you an hour to take the defense cannon offline. Of course, the two super-flags also shut down all active equipment and waited for docking. Otherwise, I will not be left alive! I think you have heard a lot about Zaixia's reputation, so you don't think Zaixia is telling a joke. Lebron is just a shrunken turtle, and we don't have much strength, so why doesn't he dare to come? He was afraid of death, so he abandoned you early. Please think of the civilians of the space station. The countdown begins, thank you. β
After sending the galaxy broadcast, the two Nagafa dreadnoughts of the Tukel Tribal Liberation Forces jumped out of range of the defense guns, standing in full swing. Then, hundreds of interceptor destroyers, also belonging to Tukel, jumped in formation. Then, Death's Shock, three hundred hibernating battleships, jumped into formation.
At this time, a small Cheetah-class stealth special ship also appeared and jumped over, and stopped steadily on the head of a Nagafa. It looks really funny, like a giant who stands up to the sky and the earth, and has a fly stuck to his head.
"I'm Lynch." The fly sent another announcement: "Looking forward to hearing from you." β
Halfway through the hour, the space station finally responded, connecting to Lynch's communication.
"Hello Mr. Lynch, we surrender. All the defense guns will be offline in half an hour, and the space station management code will be sent to you later, so please don't hurt civilians. All the warship commanders, our space station has all been arrested and detained, waiting to be handed over. β
"Haha, that's good, I promise, no one will be hurt!"
Soon, the desperate over-flag pilot also announced his surrender, shutting down all active equipment and waiting for docking.
"Evelyn, say hello to the Tukels, it's time for their landing party to enter!"
A quarter of an hour later, several transport ships flew to the space station, carrying countless heavily armed landing crews into the port to begin the handover of the space station. Three supercarriers were also docked and received by Tukel Mangfu.
"Boss, how come we have become Tukels, don't we benefit at all?"
"Hahahaha, it's fucking stupid to say you're stupid! Okay, okay, I'll announce by the way, the Huaxia Empire has officially occupied the 8-SPNN system! Haha, everything belongs to our Huaxia Empire! Lynch laughed and said, "The Tukels are really friends, so they want to help us keep them first." β
When the Tukels confirmed the completion of the handover of the space station and the superflag, Lynch finally put his mind at ease. What he is most worried about is that the space station personnel will stubbornly resist and will not surrender. That would be an infinite number of times greater than the casualties caused by the battleship! If this happens, the best thing to do is to blow up the space station. But there are tens of millions of people in it, and he Lynch doesn't dare to make this decision anyway.
In order to prevent accidents, Lynch ordered all warships to divide into two teams to guard the stargates on both sides, waiting for the opening of the big hole and waiting for the triumphant first star of China. The people of this space station, he is going to go to the wormhole galaxy at least half. After all, this is a traffic chokepoint, and there will be no less battles in the future. War has always endangered civilians.
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