Serenity Star in Elizabeth (remember?) Nami's satellite) drew an eerie smile on his face, like the gloomy and violent side face of a hell beast.

The Milky Way star belt traverses the northern sky, starry and still bright.

Tens of thousands of light-years away, those colorful star clusters and clouds of gas and dust are like idlers watching the urban farce one after another, quietly watching a local riot in the quiet star system.

No one is stupid, so there is no need to count and analyze, just look at the current situation of Nami with the naked eye, and think with your ass that it will turn into a powerful bomb, big enough to swallow everyone's life.

Just like when the earth was still civilized, human beings were so weak in the face of natural disasters. Similarly, in the cosmic era, in the face of the endless starry sky and celestial bodies, human beings are still just as small, so small that thousands of people die, and it is difficult to stir up even the slightest wave.

The helmsmen had been waiting impatiently, and with an order from above, under the deep and distant deep sky, nearly a thousand warships had a great tail flame, like fireflies, densely packed and intertwined into a net.

From aircraft carriers and battleships to frigates and exploration ships, all ships are like smelling a school of dangerous fish, and begin to twist their slender or bloated bodies, turn around as fast as they can, and scatter in all directions.

When the air fleet turned around, in the low-earth orbit of Na'vi, swarms of transport planes and shuttles, like wasps avoiding fire, bustled towards their respective motherships.

Behind them, a fiery orb of fiery red light flowed across the surface and radiated a gradient of red halos toward the outer void.

This was originally a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle, but in the eyes of those who escaped from Nami, it was like a gate to hell that slowly opened, flashing blood light that represented tyranny and death.

"Transport ship α-708, request to board."

"Quick...... Quick, step up the treatment of the wounded, medical squad, are you eating? If you don't want to die, hurry up! ”

"Liu An, what the hell are you doing, let you empty the runway, you run the hangar to do fart."

"Captain, what should I do next?"

"Heavenly Father, I praise Thee, Thou art the Supreme and Supreme God, Thou art clothed with honor and majesty, Thou art clothed with light like a robe, Thou art stretched out the firmament like a curtain. Heavenly Father, I thank you that the light of your glory always shines on my heart and on the path ahead of me, guiding me forward. ”

"Ronaldo, cry, you cry fart, what's the use of crying, put away your sissy virtue."

"Galileo, you fucking a geological exploration ship, come to the battleship to make some fun, the formation is messed up by you, hurry up and get out......"

Whether it is the Thunder Fleet or the Saint Violet Fleet, from the bridge to the living quarters, and then from the living quarters to the hangar and the tarmac, it is all in chaos. The cries of the loss of a loved one, the sincere prayers, the angry roars of accusations, and the moans of weakness converge into a sad military music that wanders in the starry battlefield.

At this time, on Nami's planet, the Kitty Hawk Wing of the Sulu Imperial Army had already evacuated, and the Tiger Shark Wing had not yet left due to its location and the rescue mission.

Alfred clenched his hands and stared at the surface of the sea of fire outside the porthole, the radius of which had expanded to hundreds of meters, like a small volcano.

The shuttle is still sparing no effort to do rescue work, and the side faces of those rescued can be seen crying with joy from the window of the transport plane that happened to pass, however, more people have fallen into the rolling sea of fire, and there are no bones left.

The entire 3789 Division, with more than 13,000 people, experienced the battle for the base guard, the battle for the ruins, and later experienced this catastrophe, and the survivors are no longer one in ten.

In the face of such a scene, even the Tiger Shark Wing paid a lot of price, 3 frigates crashed and 1 destroyer was damaged. The result? A total of 1,200 soldiers of the 3789 Division were contained, plus the wounded, and a dignified Marine Armored Division fell to this step, and the number of the 3789 Division could be canceled.

In addition to the silent mourning for them, Alfred also had a wisp of resentment hidden in his heart, just for such a few people, is it worth it for the Tiger Shark Wing to lose 3 frigates? Is it worth it?

The helmsman had turned the hull of the ship and slowly sailed into the sky, and Alfred glanced at the source of the calamity, the ruins of the Epsilon Mansion, which still stood in its place like a guiding light in purgatory.

Well? The light of guidance? Alfred rubbed his eyes, his mouth opening wider and wider as time passed.

A green rainbow, to be exact, a crescent-shaped flying machine broke through the fog, broke through the sea of fire, and shot like an arrow from the string.

Ipsi Dragon Shuttle! It's the Epsilon Shuttle! Alfred's almost roaring voice echoed across the bridge. All the crew members couldn't help but put down their work and looked at the picture displayed on the monitors in the stern of the ship.

A flying machine as bright as a silver moon, with a touch of blue flowing on its body surface and a diamond-shaped crystal protruding between its two wings that bent forward like a bull's horn, was approaching the Tiger Shark United at an extremely fast speed.

This is obviously not a human flying machine, and its shape also shows this, it is clearly a concrete thing of ε character.

A flying and moving Ipsilon? How is this possible! More than 200 years of long years have told mankind that the Ipsisaurus has been sealed in the dust, and all the glory and glory have disappeared in the long river of history.

The ruins that are still in operation are acceptable, but what happened to this nearly 20-meter-long aircraft? Ventilation? Artificial intelligence? Or is it that the Ipsi Dragons are deceiving corpses?

Not only Alfred's battleship, but the other members of the wing also stared blankly at the Epsilon shuttle that broke through the sky like a silver lightning bolt behind them. At this moment, it attracted everyone's attention, even if it was a short leg and a broken hand, or a comrade-in-arms or a brother who died in the service, they all raised their heads, forgot their sorrows, forgot their sorrows, and all looked at it with a dull face.

“HOLLYMOTHER！ What did I see, an Ipsil Dragon shuttle, a living shuttle? ”

"Hell, hell, hell!"

"Where's my high-powered optical camera, Bobcat, where did you get me?"

"Quick...... If you take a quick shot, you might be able to sell it for a good price in the future, and oh my God, this is a blockbuster news. ”

……

Everywhere there was a porthole, there were people with bandages on their hands, those on crutches, gauze on their faces, old and young, and the whole crippled, all with their eyes wide open, looking at the approaching Epsilon shuttle behind them.

"Quick...... Quick, report this to the fleet command. Alfred was the first to come back to his senses and shouted a commanding to a melon-faced Asian woman standing in front of the communication desk.

"Yes." The young and beautiful female liaison officer woke up when she heard the words and hurriedly contacted the command headquarters.

Most people focus on the precious Epsilon shuttle, a living fossil, completely oblivious to being on the brink of death. And the planet like a cracked eggshell, the surface cracks are getting bigger and bigger, the fiery red flame flow is like a long river across the world, spreading back and forth, surrounding a net, the red mangs are becoming more and more prosperous, one by one contains thermal radiation, electromagnetic waves, and the energy flow of various rays spreads outward, forming a global energy storm.