Mavis Shelton sat in her office in Sky Harbor City, with a battle report on the table in front of her.

This was the last message she received from the Fifth Planetary Orbital Fleet before the Planet Silasson was locked down.

Ever since the robot named Payne walked away with the mysterious orb that Zhao Xiaonan had taken out, he hadn't received any news from the fleet.

Because just a day ago, the Seventeenth Fleet of the Alliance occupied the fleet base on the back of the Sila Songwei, which not only means that the enemy has finally included the Novasa Song administrative star in the range of direct strikes, but also means that the Novalasong has lost its mass radar suppression capabilities and the ability to communicate with the fleet.

It's a bad feeling, like when you're in a fight, you're suddenly blinded by the lime powder that the other person sprinkles.

Only 9 days have passed since the Alliance fleet invaded and occupied the Hermes Star Gate, including the original members of the White Mountain Company, she and the nascent Grant Group could only barely mobilize 300,000 untrained soldiers, with very little heavy equipment, and even more scarce weapons against the sky and the sky.

She could even sense that if the commander of the Seventeenth Fleet hadn't taken the fleet base on the satellite first, he would probably have taken Tiangang City in three days.

The forces in her hands were simply not enough to stop the enemy from forcing a landing, and her advisor, the thin man with thick spectacles, suggested that instead of scattering a large number of forces across the planet, it was better to gather and concentrate resistance in Tiangang City.

But Mr. Grant disagreed, believing that the enemy should never be allowed to gain a foothold on the planet's surface, for they were already exhausted, and if they were allowed to establish a forward base on the ground in peace, Sila Pine would lose all strategic advantages.

Both of them had a point, and they both had considerations from their own standpoints, and Mavis hadn't figured out which way to choose.

She sighed and looked at the reader in her hand, which showed a list of the fleet's battle losses in the most recent encounter with the Eleventh Fleet of the Alliance, and at the top of the list was the destroyer "Saturn".

She remembered a conversation with the unnamed old woman at the recruiting office, where the proud mother said that her daughter was a loss manager on the Saturn.

Although she has not been directly involved in a battle in space, she is still well aware that in a battle of this magnitude, once the starship is destroyed, the probability of the crew escaping is very small.

Mayvis suddenly wondered what the name of the loss manager who might have died, and she wanted to remember her.

Hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of young men and women will die in this war, and she can't remember everyone, but she feels she should remember at least this one.

With this in mind, she tapped her fingers on the reader a few times, opened the list of crew members of the Saturn, and found the list of personnel in the damage management department at the lower level.

As a highly intelligent starship, there are only 25 damage managers on board the Saturn, and there is only one woman among them, a 27-year-old corporal in the robot repair class, named Jenny Priestley.

Mayvis slid her finger to open the girl's details.

It was a girl with a few freckles on both sides of her nose, a pair of AR glasses for engineering, brown hair tied into a ponytail, and a proud figure that many girls envied, which could not be concealed by the fleet training vest, with an intimate smile on her face.

Perhaps she was just the most ordinary of the countless young men in Sillasson, and if there had not been a war, she would have been in a relationship with another boy in the fleet, or with some handsome young man on a coffee plantation on the outskirts of Tiangang City.

But now, she may well have been, along with the Saturn, the dust of history forever adrift in the icy asteroid belt, a number in the battle damage report, a name in the long list of those killed after the war ended.

Mayvis sniffed and turned off the reader.

As for whether to defend Tiangang City or directly prevent the alliance fleet from landing, she already had the answer in her heart.

As the first CEO of Grant Group, she is no longer the woman who just wanted to help the man she loved to take care of the rear.

She bears the lives and safety of the 1.9 billion people in Xinluosong, and this burden is much heavier than she thought.

The door to the office was pushed open, and Mr. Grant walked in with the advisor.

"Just received information that the coalition fleet has begun to move." Mr. Grant said, "We are all waiting for your decision." ”

Mr. Grant, a native of Silla Song, wants the group's army to fight for every inch of the planet, not just to protect a few people in a city, even if it includes himself and his family.

The advisor was more concerned about the safety of Mayvis, a thin and shadowy man who gambled almost everything on Mayvis and Han Jianfei behind her, and he was not willing to continue to return to the dark cell after Mayvis was killed or captured.

Mayvis looked at the two of them and uttered the words she had just typed: "Monitor the enemy's possible landing sites, and make all the troops that can be dispatched ready to board at any time." ”

Mr. Grant let out a sigh of relief and turned to leave the office.

The emaciated advisor moved his lips, and finally said nothing, and was ready to leave.

"Needham." Mayvis stopped him, "Please wait a minute. ”

The man, Needham, paused and looked back at the executive officer he had sworn allegiance.

"I know that this decision could cost a lot of soldiers," Mayvis said in a tone of gentleness that has rarely been seen since taking over the Grant Group, "but I'm sorry I had to." ”

Needham bowed respectfully and said, "Executive, I have sworn to carry out every decision you make. ”

Needham was well aware that Mavis was not an indecisive person, nor was she the kind of "virgin" who professed mercy, and when she accepted them as felons of the alliance, she also executed a person who led the rebellion with a clean and decisive decision, and he happened to be the one who carried out the execution.

"I often wonder if we have been accepted by this planet and its people and become the new rulers, but why have I always been like an outsider and not a Sillasson? The day before yesterday, I sat in on a small military recruitment meeting, where I realized what the real Sillasson people are—they are simple, straightforward, and stubborn, but the core spirit is the sense of honor that treats everyone around them as a part of their lives and regards Sillasson as their homeland. The reason why we don't fit well into this planet is because we see it as a rear, a strategic base, to support our long-term goals in the future. ”

Needham's eyes flickered with an incomprehensible light, but he listened quietly to Mayvis's words.

"From them, I learned one thing," Mavis continued, "if we want to be part of the Silla Song, we must first think of ourselves as the Silla Song, and the most direct way to do that is to have the highest sense of honor for the planet, like the Silla Song, as a home, not as a tool to be used." Otherwise, even if we win this war, we will lose everything here. ”

Needham bowed respectfully, "I see what you mean, Madam Executive, I'll do everything an advisor and oath keeper can do!" ”

After saying that, he stood up and lifted his glasses that had slipped slightly: "However, when your troops go to block the enemy's landing, I must leave enough men to protect your safety, especially when the enemy may directly use low-earth orbit to carry out decapitation at any time." ”

"I'll do it." A voice came from the door of the office, and the two turned around to see Zhao Xiaonan and Partridge walking in.

"Brother Fei has taught me a lot of things," she walked briskly into the office, giving her right thumbs up and pointing at the partridge behind her, "This is the best sniper in Baishan, maybe one of them, he knows how to kill, and how to counter-infiltrate and assassinate." ”

The tall, thin sniper crossed his hands and smiled.

"Sister Mei," Zhao Xiaonan walked up to Mei Weisi, "We will keep you safe until ...... Fei Ge is back. ”

Mayvis smiled and nodded.

"Not enough." Needham frowned and shook his head, "You may be strong, but you are definitely not an opponent of a row of ODST. ”

(Note: ODST: Orbital Drop Shock Troopers, i.e., Airborne Forces in Low Earth Orbit.) ）

"Found the landing site!" Before Zhao Xiaonan could speak, Mr. Grant rushed in from outside the door, "In Cherry Valley!" ”

Cherry Valley is a mountainous area more than 1,300 kilometers away from Tiangang City, which is very unfavorable for rapid deployment and air operations.

As soon as he finished speaking, several people in the office suddenly felt a slight tremor on the ground, and at the same time heard a low, strange voice.

That's the sound of the land-based long-range railgun accelerating, and when this sound appears, it means that the anti-landing operation has officially begun!

After the railgun fired, the tremor of the earth did not stop, and Mayvis turned to open the curtains of her office, and saw a missile dragging fire and white smoke rising in the distance outside the window, and the wake of hundreds of missiles firing at the same time, like a giant drawing parallel lines between heaven and earth with chalk.

That kind of scene is like the end of the world in the movie.

The missiles were followed by the long, mournful sound of air defense sirens, and people were orderly entering underground bunkers in the streets outside, guided by vigilantes.

Opposite the missiles were white lines that fell down from the sky.

It was not the first time Zhao Xiaonan had seen this kind of white trail falling from the sky, the last time she saw it, she and Han Jianfei were being chased by Chen Mingyuan, when they dropped dozens of combat robots from the orbital module, and the white mountain ace pilot Oz Monroe in mobile armor.

“ODST！” Needham shouted, "Quick, take the executive away!" ”

He was well aware of the departure of these low-earth orbit airborne troops, and if these mobile armor were assembled in Tiangang City, no force would be able to stop their advance.

"Give me a gun," said Mayvis, "I'm going to fight with you." ”