If the Federation really decided to ignore the Seventh Brigade, it would not have taken Angelott? Olympus was sent in as an excellent and professional officer. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSo, there are things that are seen differently depending on the position.

It's just that in this battle, Lu Lu did not count the Seventh Brigade into the range of combat power. After all, the mistake of the Seventh Brigade made a bad impression on Lu Lu. This is the first time that Lu Lu has faced such a large-scale collective boycott, and Lu Lu, who is completely unprepared, is more angry.

"General, they're striking again." Falcon's eyes showed a rare show of appreciation, for the courage of the rabble of the Seventh Brigade, and for their final choice. "Then, General, I will also lead the squadron under my command to attack."

"Then I'll be in charge of you. Just hold on for another forty minutes. Lu Lu nodded and said to Falcon with confidence. In the final analysis, Lu Lu still believes in the strength of the federal soldiers, even if this small fleet is facing a two-front battle at the moment, Lu Lu is not discouraged in the slightest.

After Hayabusa cut off the communication, Lu Lu rarely hesitated. However, when the pilots of the 7th Group were once again killed with a Hound-class starship, Lulu connected to the 7th Group's air service command.

Due to the advantage of permissions, the communication screen of the Federation number is directly popped up. In an instant, in the air crew of the Fukuzawa, noisy communication clearly echoed throughout the fleet channel.

Pilots dancing on the brink of death habitually vent their panic and fear in their communications, some choose to curse, others choose to pray, they may just want to express their excitement and passion.

Despite the best efforts of the pilots of the 7th Brigade, the difference in numbers was so great. Although their presence stirred up the Mimatar fleet into a pot of porridge, it could not affect the outcome of the battlefield. The battleship group led by the USS Federation is still in turmoil.

However, Kansar knows bitterly that this overwhelming advantage will soon be eliminated. The attack power of the Republican fleet comes from the 80,000 hound-class starships, and because of the power of the hound-class main cannon, the Federation Army has not gained more advantages. It's a pity that Kansar himself knows that the power of the hound-class main gun is indeed great, but the ability to sustain combat is indeed equal to zero.

With a rate of fire at a rate of three minutes and only twelve shellings, the battle of the Republican Fleet always ended quickly and quickly for a sophisticated, cunning and stubborn enemy.

The Federation's main guns still maintained an extremely high rate of fire, and the accurate and rapid shelling swept the deterrent battlefield. An hour of battle is nothing, and the soldiers on the USS Confederation have fought for forty hours in the harshest of battlefields. Even though the damage management team suffered heavy losses and the beautiful armor was scarred, the main gun still stubbornly roared.

The gap between the rabble and the trained is no longer something that can be bridged by the difference in morale. Originally, the morale of the Union Army was not much worse than that of the militia of the Republican Fleet. Under the tireless interference of the electronic warfare systems of the Federal Army, Kansar lost control of the situation.

The only thing Kansar can do at this moment is to show courage and life, and gamble with the god of fate. The bet was that the enemy's artillery fire would not reach the flagship [Merkhammer], which was located in the rear of the battlefield. This is a negative prayer...... Of course, it won't be long before Kansar regrets why he was in the rear, and not even further.

It's not that Kansar is unwilling to take the initiative to confront, it's that the weapons owned by the Republican government are powerless in the face of the Federation's new starships.

"Perhaps an appropriate practical retreat should be chosen." The idea has been lingering in Kanshal's mind since its birth. As one of the few experienced and war-minded Kansars, he subconsciously noticed the difference in the atmosphere on the battlefield. Although he would not understand why the terrible space fighter had an air of grief and anger when it re-entered the battlefield.

However, Kansar knew very well that his fleet was about to enter a critical point in combat. Once the Hound class runs out of energy, it can only become a target for the Federation to practice shooting. And his fleet was only a group of fragile frigates, and it was even less likely that he would pose a threat to the terrible Federation people...... As for victory? Ninety-seven minutes after the start of the war, Kansar no longer had that thought.

Unfortunately, if Kansar knew who he was up against, he would have turned around and left without saying a word.

Lelu has a great reputation among the Mimatar people, well, to be exact, among the Bruts, certainly not a good one. When the republican government first came to light in the eyes of the world, the republican fleet orchestrated the storming of the fortress of Gillesis. However, it was this Lu Lu, just a passing Lu Lu, who saw through their arrangement at a glance. You know, they even lied to the intelligence experts of the Federal Intelligence Agency.

After several days of fighting, the advance party of Gillesis was completely wiped out, and tens of billions of people of the entire tribe were deported. The top brass of the empire knew that the Minkel tribe before that had a population of nearly 100 billion. What is going on with those who are missing, the people of the whole universe know in their hearts.

However, the Bruts are no longer qualified to retreat, and the Federation Army has already slaughtered the Springs Domain, the homeland of the Bruts. Kansar already had the idea of retreating in his heart, because he knew that he couldn't win. The defense of the Federation starship is very high, and in addition, because in the long-distance artillery battle, the quality of its own personnel is too lagging behind, and the hit rate of the main guns of the Hound class is too low.

Of course, it can be closer, but the best areas of the range are full of inductive missiles. It's a weapon that all small ships must fear. Areas without missiles have long been battlefields. The pilots of the Federation Space Fighters were resolute, and they made up for the lack of numbers with courage.

The Hound class in front suddenly stopped shelling, and they already had no energy reserves.

Kansar's heart jumped, and this was a bad sign. But there was no time to react, in fact, he could not give orders. Now that the radar and communications are completely disrupted, Kansar can only order his flagship to adjust its direction and prepare to leave the battlefield.

"Admiral, the Black Flag Squadron has finished the mid-crescent battle plan, the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Air Brigades of the 10th Air Regiment have finished supplying, the 4th, 5th, and 6th Air Brigades have arrived at the predetermined location, and all the troops are ready for battle." On the communication screen, Luo Che raised his hand and saluted, meticulously reporting to Lu Lu the current situation of his team.

"Induce the end of the Stand Generator charge." A control panel in front of the road appears green to indicate normal operation. Regarding Luo Che's well-timed report, Lu Lu nodded with satisfaction. "Good work, Loche. The Black Flag team has two more battles to go, so no problem. ”

"Yes, no problem, Admiral." Luo Che subconsciously straightened his back and replied very seriously. Although his mission is very simple, he can't take it lightly.

"Then, after completing the delivery of troops, continue to execute according to the plan."

"Yes." Luo Che replied firmly, and after a brief question and answer, he clarified the next task.

"Confirm coordinates, activate force field generator, jump channel ...... ten seconds before occurs" The computer in the control center announced to the entire Federation fleet in an icy tone.

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Three battleships relay in different systems to make a jump from the middle of the crescent to the south. Although the distance is too far to support the passage of large starships, it is enough for nearly 100,000 space fighters to cross the standard range of tens of hours in three hours. While a very convenient method, it is a double-edged sword, and it cannot be used in high-security galaxies that are dotted with space stabilizers.

This was the initial task that Lelu assigned when he sent the three battleship formations of the Black Flag Squadron to the front line.

Kansar regretted it, and roared loudly on the bridge, as if doing so would make [Merkhammer]'s steering faster, but it was too late.

Yes, it's too late. The falcon had been eyeing them for a long time. As the attitude adjuster erupted in flames, an orange light flashed from the dark shadows.

"What?" A small explosion occurred on the starship, causing a violent shaking that caused confusion on Merkham's bridge. And Kansar could only look at the picture captured by the monitor after such an exclamation. A silver-white fighter plane drew a beautiful arc, and the frigate's defensive barrage could only weakly follow behind the fighter, and the scene was not like an expulsion, but like a farewell.

Hayabusa's wings swing, teasing the Mimatar commander. Thinking of his comrades losing their lives to the actions of this stupid man, Hayabusa was eager to make up for the other party's flagship.

"It can't ......"

A small squadron of fighters swept across the battlefield in just a few minutes, but there were more than a hundred of them, but they shot down more starships than the entire battlefield combined. As the commander, Kansar could only retreat weakly at the moment, and finally fell into his seat.

He was deceived, he was deceived just as much as his boss who was stupid and greedy with his eyes above the top. This is not a convoy, nor is it a lamb to hunt at will. They are the elite of the Federation Navy, piloting cutting-edge warships and their famous fighter force to the Realm of the Fountain, the homeland of the Bruts.

The frantic and poignant chirp of the radar......

On the screen of the tactical radar, the entire battlefield is covered with red markings, more and more, more and more, as if they want to drown out the blue.

"The 101st Aviation Regiment of the Federal Navy, 4,500 fighters, operational status."

"The Black Flag Squadron is directly under the Air Brigade, with 1,800 fighters, engaged the enemy."

"The 102nd Air Regiment of the Federal Navy, 4,800 fighters, launched an interception." (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!) )