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"However, Regiment Commander, the Star Eagle Bomber is a bomber of this type, because the size is too huge, and because this type of aircraft belongs to the early bomber model of the Empire, we don't have so many Star Eagle bombers, only three are placed in the depths of the parking bay, and we need half an hour to disassemble the unnecessary bombing machinery and standing ammunition, and at the same time, we must also load the materials you requested, Commander."

"Three is three, then get the only fifteen Thunderhawk gunboats in the Warband ready, Captain Jerome, now you go and prepare."

"Yes, your will is everything! Also, should the support fleet stop for a while to cooperate with the actions of the regimental commander? ”

Jiawen thought about it, and still felt that the stop of the support fleet would definitely attract the attention of the rebel fleet, which was a bit more than worth the loss.

Therefore, Gavin rejected Captain Jerome's offer, anyway, based on the range of the Star Eagle bomber, it can go around the battlefield on its own, and it can also have the ability to return to the mobile port.

The Star Eagle is a non-atmospheric combat bomber of the Imperial Navy, which is a larger and slower aircraft than other large bombers that can fight both in space and in the atmosphere, and is the main bomber of the Imperial Navy in the early days. Designed to carry a large number of plasma bombs and armor-piercing missiles, the Star Eagle is better at fighting enemy capital ships on its own than planetary targets. The crew consists of a pilot, a co-pilot, a technical priest (plus assistants), turret gunners and a logistics officer, and a standard Starhawk features limited bedrooms, chemical washrooms, and even an automated medical unit inside the hull. Equipped with a large number of short-range defensive turrets such as laser guns, it is used to repel enemy starfighters, and a single Starhawk can wreak havoc on enemy fighter squadrons before diving to launch a deadly wave of missiles. In rare cases, the Star Eagle can be modified to be able to carry and fire a very small number of anti-ship torpedoes.

At the same time, the Star Eagle bomber is a single-engine bomber, which looks like a rectangular iron box with a pair of large, tail wings, and a pair of small wings located in the middle of the fuselage.

The overall appearance of the Star Eagle bomber is extremely ugly, and there is no sense of science fiction of futuristic technology, with the gray paintwork, it gives people a feeling of a turtle.

However, although the Star Eagle bomber was ugly, after being temporarily emptied at the request of Jiawen, its cabin and bomb magazine were a little crowded enough to hold three hundred mortals.

And the above is one of the main reasons why Jiawen chose the Star Eagle bomber.

After arranging all this, Gavin hung up the communicator and was about to dial the channel in the barracks to give orders to all the Space Marines, when the director of the Ruiz Think Tank asked leisurely beside him.

"Captain, are you going to arrange for Space Marines to come to the rescue of those survivors?"

Jiawen asked in a deep voice.

"Is there a better candidate besides Space Marine?"

"Of course, there is no better candidate for rescue than Space Marine, just the regimental commander, is it worth it for you to do this?"

Gavin's eyes stared at the face of the director of the Ruiz Think Tank.

"It's not a matter of value, and if I don't know it, there's nothing I can do, but when I do, there's no way I'm indifferent!

Because, that's the bottom line! ”

The curator of the Ruiz think tank did not persevere, and he finally made a suggestion to Jiawen.

"Commander, I think that in this matter, bringing a few recorders and wardens of the Think Tank Pavilion can have twice the result with half the effort in rescuing this matter! At the very least, their psionic abilities can predict the location of the survivors! It's better than any other instrument. ”

"Oh!"

Jiawen was a little surprised, he originally thought that the director of the Ruiz Think Tank would oppose his decision, but he didn't expect to let the psykers of the Think Tank Pavilion help him, but the Think Tank Pavilion has always been the place where the director of the Ruiz Think Tank is responsible, and Jiawen is not clear about the specific situation inside.

So, Gavin asked.

"Curator of the Ruiz Think Tank, how many psionics can you send to the rescue!"

"Three scribes, seven recorders."

Hearing this, Jiawen was even more surprised, although the Think Tank Pavilion has psionic people in it, but there are not many of them, and the director of the Ruiz Think Tank is usually reluctant to send them to the battlefield, but thinks that they are the seeds of the Warden Wargroup Think Tank Pavilion, and they cannot be easily sacrificed on the battlefield.

The last time he faced the Chaos Lord of Namiros, the sacrifice of three recorders and one warden had already made the curator of the Ruiz Think Tank feel distressed for three years, why was he so generous now.

The director of the Ruiz think tank seemed to sense Jiawen's doubts, and he explained.

"After nearly a hundred years of cultivation, the psionics in the Psionic Think Tank Pavilion have come out to experience now."

Jiawen asked curiously.

"Director of the Ruiz Think Tank, how many psionics are currently being trained in the Think Tank Pavilion."

"Commander, it's a secret."

"Okay!"

Seeing that the director of the Ruiz think tank was reluctant to answer, Gavin shrugged his shoulders and gave up the question.

On the one hand, the rebel fleet had already crossed a long distance, flying about 200,000 kilometers to fight, and the fuel consumption was very high, and the support fleet had been withdrawing from the back, which further aggravated the dilemma of the rebel fleet.

After lasting an hour, after this short attack, the support fleet also lightly damaged five frigates, destroying a total of one-third of the number of incoming rebel aircraft groups, and at the same time, the rapid consumption of fuel also forced the rebel aircraft group to end the battle in a hurry.

When the attack group retreated, Gavin, who was having a two-man meeting in the conference room, was also reported that the support fleet was now withdrawing from the battlefield under the command of Captain Jerome and preparing to return to the mobile port of more than five million kilometers to rest.

For this report, Gavin had no intention of pointing fingers at Captain Jerome's command, but Gavin remembered something.

Gavin asked for a pause in the meeting, then picked up the communicator and contacted Captain Jerome.

"Captain Jerome, I'm Captain Gavin! Our fleet is now not retreating! ”

"Yes, Captain, the support fleet is retreating, it's because ......"

Gavin said in a deep voice, interrupting Captain Jerome from explaining.

"I trust your command, as for your plan, there is no need to go into such detail, Captain Jerome, you still have the right to do so!

However, this is not what I want to ask now, there should still be survivors on those damaged frigates that are reported! Captain Jerome!? ”

Although Captain Jerome, who was on the bridge, didn't understand why the regimental commander asked this question, he had his own intentions, so Captain Jerome honestly told the regimental commander the real situation.

"Commander, what you said is certain. On some destroyed frigates, although most of the soldiers will die with the explosion, but in the depths of the battleship or on the flagship, there will always be some lucky ones who do not die on the spot, but on the damaged frigates, they will not be able to support for long. ”

"So does the Empire have a specific wording for this situation?"

Captain Jerome thought for a moment, and after searching the depths of his mind, he said in a deep voice.

"Commander, with all due respect, I'm afraid the Imperial Navy won't care about these details! If a person is lucky not to die in the case of a destroyed battleship, then only if he tries his best to hold out until the Imperial Navy defeats the enemy, after cleaning the battlefield, he can be found by the troops cleaning the battlefield and rescued by the way.

It's extremely hard to happen, though! Because, although there are no enemies in a destroyed frigate, the complex environment and unstable body inside are still an area that mortals can't rest in! It's like the Imperial Navy has a high-ranking commander surviving inside, and the Imperial Navy generally doesn't have much to do to rescue.

They had no better way than to tow the wrecked warship back to the harbor, fill the sealed shipyard with oxygen, and slowly carry out the rescue. ”

Gavin was silent for a while, he held the communicator to his ear, but did not speak, and Captain Jerome did not hang up the communicator, but patiently waited for the regimental commander's order.

Jiawen pondered for a while, he seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and the tangled expression on his face suddenly relaxed.

Jiawen said in a deep voice.

"Captain Jerome, how many frigates have we destroyed in this battle!"

"The emperor lost a total of ten frigates on the battlefield."

"Captain Jerome, now mobilize ten Star Eagle bombers for me into the parking bay, and at the same time empty all the magazines in the Star Eagle bombers for me, and then fill me with food, water, and spacesuits."

Faced with the regimental commander's request, Captain Jerome had vaguely guessed the regimental commander's thoughts in combination with the question that the regimental commander asked him just now.

But Captain Jerome did not stop the commander's thoughts, nor did he ask the commander about his intentions, he only replied in a deep voice.

(To be continued.) )