The fat man is now annoyed and depressed. Because he was trying his best to dismantle the arms and legs of the "big red bird". Suddenly, a group of spoilers appeared.

And he was still a member of his own family, and he knew the signs on the bodies of the battleships that were overwhelming and sweeping in. Three stars, with a touch of the Milky Way underneath. Confederate Army!

Where did they come from?

It seems to appear out of nowhere. And as soon as he came out, the momentum was extremely fierce, and he rushed straight towards the thousand Imperial warships.

In an instant, there was artillery fire, and huge fireballs erupted. The starry sky was lit red. The completely blinded group of Imperial warships could not organize effective resistance at all, and was soon cut into pieces and surrounded in pieces. Thousands of warships surrounded them, among which there were five or six large "Thunder Shield" class cruisers, at least the strength of an integrated division. It is completely an advantage against a disadvantage, and in this situation, the fleet of the imperial side is estimated to be completely eaten, and it will only take ten minutes.

The fat man hovered in the air, and he suddenly didn't know what to do. The "big red bird" hundreds of meters away is also making a fool, don't you hurry up at this moment, can you wait for a while to clean up your family's subordinates, and then clean up your master? Or is it that you kid doesn't take the dignified alliance fleet cluster in his eyes because he is sitting under his ass with a "Jue"-class mecha?

Don't forget, fat man, I'm holding a pestle! The fat man is not an ornament!

This duel has been fought so far, and neither side has really broken their muscles, nor even broken their defenses.

It feels like a show!

The clown is like a joke for people to see.

The fat man manipulated the "Duke" to rush to the front of the "Ruling Knight". The latter didn't even put on a defensive posture at all.

Either they don't take the fat man in their eyes, or they think the same as the fat man. I'm afraid this fight can only end temporarily. Can't beat it!

"Big Bird, someone has come out to stir up the situation, should we continue? Anyway, it doesn't matter if the fat man has any tricks, I will follow the fat man. ”

"Your Excellency, do you think we can continue?" Nino's eyes flashed, and his handsome face was calm. is very reserved, has good cultivation, and gives people the feeling that it is always like a spring breeze, and even the voice is the same. The fat man had to admit that this grandson spoke in a very good voice. At least it sounded much better than his. When questioned, it naturally brought a little bit of sourness, "Why don't you hit this pestle?" See? ”

Nino ignored the fat man's words, his brow furrowed, and then he tightened.

The sudden change in front of him reminded him a lot. Where did the massive fleet cluster of the Allied Army, which was mercilessly strangled with the troops of Rear Admiral Mark Willen on the opposite side, come from? With the Imperial General Mikhail's Third Front blocking the line, the Confederate fleet could only be crushed in the Alkefland and Gascar star fields. Unless they broke through the line of defense of the Third Front head-on. But this is unlikely, and it can even be said that it is too small.

According to past information, neither the Tianxiang clan in the Xiangbaoli Star Field, nor the Alliance Army suppressed in the Alkefland and Gascar Star Fields are ready to fight a head-on battle with the Imperial Army for the time being, and the Imperial Army's intelligence network is pervasive, but so far, they still have not received any information that indicates signs of abnormality.

Could it be that the situation has changed seriously since he left? But the speed of change is too fast, violating military common sense?

Nino really wanted to kill the black mecha in front of him, even if there was no order from His Royal Highness the Immortal King, he wanted to kill the other party. Because the other party's mecha operation technology is too clever, and the mecha itself is not ordinary. This is not a good thing for the Imperial Army, the threat is too great.

But now, he has lost his chance. The situation was now completely under the control of the Allied forces, and Rear Admiral Mark Wellen's fleet was on the verge of annihilation, with only a few dozen warships still dying.

If it weren't for the mecha in front of him, he might be a hero who broke through the enemy ship group alone. Just try to be careful to avoid being shot by the opponent and avoid the starship's main guns. He has self-confidence and can cause a lot of losses to the other party. But now, he had to suppress the thoughts that were about to move.

This mecha in front of him is not a good stubble, if it makes no sense to continue fighting, if you want to kill him, I believe there will be a chance next time.

"Your Excellency, my name is Nino, and the mecha under the seat is the 'Knight of Judgment', please report your name and the name of the mecha."

The fat man pouted and said, "Is there something wrong with you?" You asked me to sign up, who do you think you are? I'm not biased, I'm mad at you! ”

Nino's face stiffened instantly, he received the top aristocratic elite education from childhood to adulthood, and paid great attention to personal conversation cultivation. The vast majority of the people I came into contact with were people who were polite and educated. But I have never seen such a laid-skinned person. One sentence made him so desperate that he didn't know how to answer or deal with it.

His face was flushed, and the curse words rolled in his throat, but in the end, there was no exit. His good personal cultivation has always allowed him to curse and swear, even if the other party is an enemy. You can kill him, but you can't curse. It has nothing to do with the position, it is limited by virtue. He raised his sword eyebrows and said with a sigh of relief: "Your Excellency, it is etiquette and politeness to report names to each other. It is a respect for duels between knights. It is also respect for the opponent. ”

"Bah, fat man, I look down on you hypocrites who go around showing off their superiority and claiming to be a noble race. A truly virtuous person with noble sentiments will never harm innocent people for the sake of achieving his own goals. I have only one word for you shameless and despicable hypocrites, bastards, mongrels, fat lords, you die! Nino, you bastard, remember to the fat man, the thousands of innocent souls who died in Rondo Town will come to you every night from now on. It will keep you awake at night and your food will not taste good. I have to go to hell until the day I die! ”

The fat man's angry scolding was very vicious. But he was comfortable. I've wanted to scold for a long time, but I haven't found the right opportunity. This culprit, if you don't scold him, you can't explain the victims of Rondo Town. I won't kill him today, but it doesn't mean that I can let him shout like this next time. I will send him to hell with my own hands!

“…… I'm sorry you said about this, I don't know about it......"

"Get out!" The fat man blushed and glared angrily.

"Next time we meet, it's a matter of life and death!" It was useless to say more, Nino put down a sentence and activated the mecha.

Shout! The "Knight of Judgment" turned into a red ray and fled, disappearing in an instant.

The fat man looked at the place where the red dot disappeared and whispered, "I'll kill you next time!" I promise! ”

Looking back, the war of annihilation in the distance was nearing its end. But there was no complete annihilation, because the flagship of the enemy fleet gave the signal to surrender.

Do not kill captives unless they are the most heinous. This is the rule of the Union Army.

There were nearly a thousand warships, led by the three "Thunder Shield" class cruisers in the lead, and the black pressure sailed towards the fat man.

The fat man recognized the light signals of each ship using the lights, which was translated into plain Chinese as "hero"

If it hadn't been for the Rondo tragedy, he might have accepted the title of "hero". But now, he was ashamed, blushing, and couldn't help himself.

A cruiser broke away from the group and sailed to the front, and at the same time as the receiving signal was given, the hatch of the receiving compartment at the bottom of the hull slowly rose, revealing a wide and unobstructed receiving channel. Since it's your own person, there's no need to be on guard. "Duke" controlled the speed and entered the receiving channel. The hatch is pulled back. It is tightly sealed, and there is not a trace of it on the outside, let alone a door here.

The interior of the ship is open and brightly lit. As soon as the "Duke" came to a stop, a number of professionals in charge of logistics maintenance and maintenance surrounded it. They were all excited. There seemed to be stars in his eyes. I've never seen such an advanced mecha, so be sure to get a sneak peek.

"What does the chaos look like? It's all spread out, you you you still have you, responsible for connecting the data cable, opening the fixed bracket over, unlocking the mechanical arm, and opening the cable valve. The rest took their places. The bearded mechanic in an orange overalls shouted loudly, and the crowd was a little more disciplined. Otherwise, the fat man would not dare to open the cockpit. I feel like I've become a strange baby, and it's very curious!

And when the fat man descended to the ground along the external lifting platform that he leaned on, everyone who saw him was stunned. Even forgetting the work at hand, talking to each other and whispering.

Although the fat man's chin and round cheeks have more green stubble, the childishness on his face has not completely faded, and a clear-eyed person can see that this is a young man who is not yet twenty years old. A man with a youthful appearance and temperament.

In the distance, the automatic doors opened to the sides, and a large group of people, navy blue uniforms and narrow-brimmed hats, walked over. The six or seven people who walked in the front were all school officers, and the two leading ones were colonels. They are about the same age, all in their thirties. Eyes swept to the back, and there were younger.

It's a young group. It is not denied that they are young and promising, but it seems too young to control a fleet of thousands of warships.

The fat man greeted him, the other party's official rank was higher than him, and in the army, he had to salute when he saw the official, which was the rule.

But the fat man's current situation is very embarrassing! He belonged to the "special soldiers" who were temporarily expelled from the Eighth Regiment. The rank of lieutenant is still there, but the position he considers himself to be hovering between soldiers and civilians is in his heart. This one...... Salute, is it appropriate?

Just as they were hesitating whether to raise their hands, the two sides approached. The two colonels led everyone behind them and saluted him first. That's a lot of money!

"Welcome to the 'Gelles', I am the vice-captain Colonel Bes, this is the vice-captain Colonel Samp, and behind me is the ......" After introducing the main people behind him, Colonel Bess said: "I am waiting for the order of Rear Admiral Bongar to meet Your Excellency. Please come with me. ”

The fat man, who was surrounded by the crowd, left the receiving module. Coming to a VIP-level reception room on the top floor, Colonel Bess inserted the electronic card, and after opening the automatic door, Colonel Bess gave up the position at the door, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and said: "First of all, Your Excellency will rest here for a while, and I will immediately report to Major General Bangar." ”