"The Federation's exploration fleet? This is the first time that the Federal Navy, which is usually composed of cruisers, has appeared on such a large scale. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Rear Admiral Morgan, commander of the Seventh Source Expeditionary Fleet of the Galaxy Starship Force, sipped his coffee while squinting at the news reported on the information board. "What about the opinion of the Chief of Staff?"

"It should be a reaction to the two expeditionary fleets that our country has deployed before." The serious Major General Bernat replied. "However, with this level of formation, it will not have an impact on the balance of power in the Source Domain."

"That's the weirdest part. I don't think that a small fleet can threaten us, but didn't we think that the natives could not threaten us in the past? Morgan lowered his eyelids, hiding a hint of grief in his eyes, while his left hand, which was not holding the cup, danced rhythmically on the armrest of the chair. It is impossible for the Empire to increase its forces in the Wellspring Domain anytime soon. ”

Morgan's expression of regret was a little dark, as a military aristocrat of the Galactic Empire, his views were completely different from ordinary soldiers, they were more concerned about politics or national interests. If it weren't for the fact that there was a large enough buffer zone with the Emma Empire in the southern hinterland, the empire would not need to worry about the Federation's troop movements at all.

As a result of the Empire's sudden addition of two fleets to the Wellsprings, the Confederation raised the tax on crop exports and reduced the amount of grain exported to the Empire, which almost led to a mass protest march in the Empire. Protest against the inappropriate actions of the imperial government resulted in them not being able to eat cheap natural crops. Fools know how luxurious natural crops are in markets outside the Yanhuang Federation.

Regarding the damn fate between the two countries, Morgen, a noble general who knows the origin of the two countries, can only sigh helplessly. Who made those Yanhuang people like to stay on planets and farm the most, while the people of the Galactic Empire prefer mineral mining and interstellar adventures. The Second Empire's exchange of minerals for naturally produced grain from the Yanhuang Federation has been a practice since the founding of the country.

Although the two countries of the same origin always agree with each other when facing other countries, more often than not, the people of these two countries don't mind pulling each other's hind legs from top to bottom. It is this tacit understanding that has led to the current situation that makes those in the know laugh and cry.

Whether the Galaxy and Yanhuang are rivals or allies is a question that has plagued countless people. Whether they are parties or outsiders, the behavior of the two countries over the centuries has confused everyone and divided their citizens into different factions.

While the commander and chief of staff were silent, the door to the office slid open, and a major officer rushed in recklessly.

"General, the latest briefing." The Major's voice was filled with panic and grief in his weeping face. "Three minutes ago, we lost contact with Team 85."

"What?" General Morgan, who had always been calm, stood up in surprise, and the surprised general didn't even care about his hand that was cut by the smashed cup.

"Confirmed to be Team 85?" Bernat raised an eyebrow and his eyes fixed on his immediate subordinates. The Major nodded tremblingly under the gaze of his superior.

"Oh, great, that troublesome 85th team is gone again." Morgan and Bernat both let out schadenfrefreude at the same time. It's not that the two high-ranking officers are indifferent by nature, but because the 85th squad in the report has caused them a lot of trouble.

"This time it's different, General." Looking at the two commanders with relaxed expressions, the major handed out the electronic board in his hand, and at the same time lowered his voice to remind his commander. "This is a confirmed farewell message, General."

Morgan's pupils narrowed, the smile on his face faded, and his unpredictable expression finally froze in seriousness and grief. Farewell messages are the habit of the descendants of the earth, after all, there are too many things that are always said at the end.

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The empty world of a fringe galaxy in the Crescent region, a fleet of camouflaged ships scattered like meteor swarms floated peacefully in the starry sky. The blue-gray paint blends in perfectly with the deep background color of the universe, and it can be seen from the color and scale alone that this is a fleet from the Federation Navy.

Under the smooth blue-gray exterior of the logo, of course, there is also the strength inherited from the Federation Navy, and the battleship with both firepower and defense is like a sleeping beast, but because of this peaceful environment, it is just that it has restrained its minions.

The entire fleet had arrived at the rendezvous point not long ago, and although it was unknown who they were waiting for, everyone in the fleet remained silent and quiet. Even the ruffians who like to make trouble have kept the most basic quiet. No one wants to be another name on the [Accidental Deaths in Training List] in the hands of that demon.

For the Yanhuang people floating in the universe, death is not terrible, but what is terrible is death that is neither glorious nor honorable. However, the demon deprived the deceased of even the eligibility to receive a federal pension. He simply signed his name on the document at random, and deprived the deceased of everything that he had earned after decades of struggle.

The fleet's battleship, the Fukuzawa, has been quiet lately, and under the command of the newly arrived acting captain, the crew of the carrier-based aircraft group, which has lost nearly a fifth of its personnel, is suffering from the after-effects of excessive fright. Even the sound of combat boots stepping on the floor can make this group of former heavenly prides tremble.

"I can't do it now." Lei Qingrang was wearing a blue and white starship military combat protective suit, and the acting captain who was still carrying an assault rifle in his starship was pacing back and forth in the hall of the rest area, looking particularly leisurely. Marine Captain Lei Chengliang, who was standing on the side, looked at the new captain in a cold sweat. The act of carrying a gun in front of a group of shivering people was all too familiar to him, after all, he was one of the few people who had seen the scene firsthand.

"You should have all been thrown into a container a week ago and never had to return to the starship." The acting captain, who was pacing to himself, did not notice the rifle in his hand, and the fact that the muzzle of the gun had been dangling at the pilots was the source of the pilots' fear.

"In fact, becoming a captain is my only desire as a soldier. I neither expected the Order of the Red Dragon, nor did I want my family to miss me only through the cold Medal of Bravery. Yet your presence, your actions, tarnished the glory of the Union Navy. Even if you all die, you don't deserve a medal of bravery. ”

Lei Qing let the grumpy voice echo in the somewhat empty rest area...... Thunderlight, who originally existed like a tyrannosaurus on the Federation, made the major enjoy the pleasure of violent ravages during the high-speed voyage of the exploration fleet. As long as he faced the ruffians of the Seventh Brigade, this elegant and demure looking Federation officer would turn into a tyrannosaurus in an instant, completely trampling everything that the pilots were proud of.

Because she is the captain of this ship, although she is only the acting captain temporarily assigned by the Supreme Commander, she is after all a soldier who has gone from the position of chief of general affairs to the captain's seat. No one can take lightly these servicemen who have gone from their actual duties to the captain's seat. Their abilities are definitely not something that just an ordinary sergeant can question.

The Federal Navy has the rules of the Federal Navy, and it has never been written into military law regulations, nor has there been a fair and just trial by military courts, and there are only the sentences of the highest to the inferior. By the time they were rudely thrown into the container by the Marines, the clever ones had already begun to think about how to get it back.

The fleet, though only improvised and put together, was undoubtedly at the very top of the power. Although they knew what it meant to "have the dignity of an admiral", they also knew that they were simply banished. However, they were no longer in the former unit, a fact that sadly they learned too late.

"Captain. The USS Confederation called, found a special situation in the YF33 area, and asked the ship's aviation unit to confirm the situation. "Captain Wiharu, the former technical staff officer of the Confederation and now the acting chief of general affairs of the Fukuzawa, appeared on the communications screen.

"Tsk, do you think our aviation can be dispatched?" Lei Qingrang was disdainful, this group of aviation soldiers was indeed not the kind of soldiers she liked.

"However, only the Seventh Brigade of the entire fleet is still on standby, so we can't let the special forces be dispatched." Wiharu said with a frown.

"It's unlikely...... Lei Qingrang raised his eyebrows and said to the Marine Captain who had been watching the play next to him with an unhappy expression. The Marine Corps Captain informs the rearmament squad to make a final inspection of the fighter before the strike. ”

"The general has given you a chance to wash away the shame on your body, and you can do it yourself." After saying this, Lei lightly let the men with the Marines leave the rest area.

Lei Qingrang has her own job, and she has not been in contact with the air command before, well, she just left the order to the Air Force according to the previous practice, and the Air Force handled the rest by itself.

However, the pilots who were left here in the rest area looked at each other stupidly, and they were well-trained in the sortie operation, and there was no problem with the combat readiness maintenance equipment. However, the problem now is that the command class of the 7th Brigade is basically wiped out...... The rest of the group can only fly fighters, but they don't know anything about the command of air combat.

Air combat is not just about flying into the sky, they need a lot of information to support. Normally these are the responsibility of the officers of the Air Service Command, however, there is no commander in the 7th Group today. No one told them what to do, no one told them what to pay attention to.

The pilots, who had lost their command, did not even know when to strike and what formation to maintain after the sortie. Despite standing in the standby room as fast as they could, the pilots were still at a loss. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )