Grief

"Fuck, fuck, bastard, a bunch of bastards from the military department", in the background of the vast universe of pitch black and endless, thousands of warplanes with a faint blue luster flickering in it, this used to be Rutherf's favorite scene, but now he only felt that it seemed that everything in front of him was covered with a thick layer of blood.

As the only one in the H291 galaxy's space force who has won two battle medals awarded by the FΓΌhrer, Rutherf, who is now the pilot of the C13 ace space fighter in the first detachment, has never been so aggrieved.

As a combat hero who has fought against the Serpent Galaxy and the Swan Galaxy no less than 100 times, Rutseph has not seen the scene of his comrades' landlines being shot down, on the contrary, he doesn't know how many times he has been in the light chain of the energy cannon flashing in the sky, charging bravely with his comrades, even if there are constantly comrades around him who explode into flames, even if the next one to explode into flames is himself, he can still move forward fearlessly! Forward!

But what is it now that there is a defensive array like this, floating here, waiting to be blown up by someone one after another?

"Boom", the space fighter array of the opposing expeditionary force suddenly sprayed out a criss-crossing chain of light from three directions, locking all the space fighters within a certain radius into the attack range.

"Chop!" Rutseff scolded loudly, skillfully manipulating the space fighter in his hand to make evasive actions, whether it was a barrel rolling maneuver or a half-roll reversal, it was a knee-jerk action that he didn't need to react at all, but it was still inevitable that he was moved to the right wing by a chain of energy light, and the reading of the energy shield instantly dropped by nearly half before it barely stabilized, and the strong sense of concussion directly transmitted to the control cabin made Rutseff, a veteran space combat hero, inevitably a little dizzy.

It's too close, it's too close for space operations!

You must know that the counterinsurgency army was holding the mentality of cat and mouse at that time, building an encirclement of the expeditionary force, and for conventional combat, the two sides have reached the forefront of contact warfare. And today, because of the appearance of the rebellious leader Xiao Baoshi, the command of the counterinsurgency army sent them out again to force the expeditionary force, obviously putting on a posture of preparing for the final decisive battle, and the two sides are already intertwined.

But at this time, just because the rebellious leader assumed the identity of the ambassador of the two-headed starman theater, the counterinsurgency army, which originally had an absolute advantage, was actually ordered to stop all offensive behaviors and move into the defensive array on the spot.

Listen, turn into a defensive array on the spot?! When the array space fighters on both sides had basically completely entered the absolute contact distance, and the opponent's expeditionary force fighters obviously had no intention of ceasefire, the order of the group of bastards in the command headquarters was too far to move into the defensive array. This is fucking space fighter combat, and those old antiques with their heads burned out still think they are commanding infantry contact warfare in the Middle Ages?

"Oh no!" Rutherf, who had just come back to his senses in a dizzy state that didn't know if it was too angry or because of the shock of the fighter plane, immediately saw a fireball logo flash on the screen.

At such a distance, even with the naked eye, you can see that not far from your right side, the space fighter that was hit by concentrated fire, shaking and turning around, climbing with difficulty, struggling to fly towards the rear of the Battlestar, that is, after all, a series of explosions quickly occurred, burning into a fireball in space.

"Ahh Lusseff felt that he was about to explode, and as an old pilot, he could recognize by looking at the coordinates that it was a space fighter of the second detachment C49 sortie. The driver was the shy boy of Jokomanka, and Lusef clearly remembered that before this expedition, Jogomanf also showed him a picture of his girlfriend, which was a girl with a lot of freckles on her face, and to be honest, Lusef didn't think it was beautiful at all, and it was not too good for the handsome guy Jogomanf, but for the sake of Jokomanf's happy face, he still sincerely blessed them that night. I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect ......

"Command, command, we are under attack, we are under attack, request for an operational order, request for an operational order!" Rutherf shouted over and over again into the intercom, "Command, Command, hear me, Command, you bastard!" ”

"Deploy the defensive array on the spot, unfold the defensive array on the spot", after a while, a synthesized sound without any ups and downs sounded in the intercom: "Done." ”

"Fuck you", Rutherf tapped the console again and again, he knew it wasn't going to work, but if he didn't find a way to vent, he felt like he was going crazy: "Command, are you sons of you blind bitches?" I don't want to fight you to give the order to withdraw, now this distance is to restore the defense, defend against your mother, my day your ancestors! ”

"I am your ancestor......... Beep ......" Rutherf's roar rang out in the counterinsurgency headquarters' call channel, followed by a sharp silence that made the marshals and generals, who had been sitting precariously and unchanged, frown.

"Communications officer, what's going on?" Marshal Calluliu, who was already the most annoyed in the Planetary Defense Department, was now stimulated by the harsh silenced sound, and directly slapped the table and roared loudly.

"Report to the marshal, the transfer was wrong, the personnel of the Ministry of Communications have tried their best to block useless information, and only retain useful combat requests, but they still have not been able to achieve complete shielding, I am willing to take responsibility and request punishment", the cold voice of the communications officer of the command headquarters came from the intercom, he paused, and then said: "After all, there are too many communication requests from the front line insulting the commanders, and this sentence is a light scolding. ”

"You...... You ......" Marshal Calluan choked in his throat in one breath, his whole face flushed, but he was speechless for a while.

"Okay, Callulu", the marshal of the Space Force dissatisfiedly stopped Marshal Calluliu's plan to have a further attack: "Now is not the time to dwell on these details, our boys are still working the front line, it is you who caused the trouble, and it is you who insist on not compromising with that Xiao Baoshi, then you should give a solution now." ”

"Senophon, what do you mean by that", Marshal Callulu, who was already blushing, was now even more prepared to pounce and fight: "What do you call me to provoke, isn't it natural to eliminate rebellion?" If you hadn't been talking about what to achieve the greatest result at the lowest cost, and you had directly annihilated the expeditionary force earlier, why would we have fallen into such a passive situation as we are now? ”

Marshal Senophon of the "Callulu" Space Force took the case: "You touch your conscience and say, who forced these guys to become traitors? If you weren't too selfish, would the situation have gotten to this point? Now the people who are at the forefront of the death are the boys of our Space Force, how many more lives do you have to give away before you are willing to be willing? ”

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