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Lu Lu, who was originally looking at the star map in a daze, immediately perked up when he heard the news from the navigation staff.

"The loose formation of the whole fleet is adjusted, and the reconnaissance detachment is advancing."

As soon as the order from the flagship was given, the originally neat and dense fleet ranks began to adjust, and dozens of small ships were released from the battle formations in the rear. The small hulls were only several times larger than the space fighters, and they moved away from the fleet at high speed at a speed far higher than the other warships.

When he could be attacked at any time, Lu Lu's mood was extraordinarily calm. Although it was the first time to command a fleet of this size, the captains under his command all had rich combat experience, and until now, the various operations of the fleet have been quite smooth.

Of course, this also has to do with the fact that Lu Lu is extremely self-aware, Lu Lu never gives specific orders, he just tells them what effect he wants, and those experienced captains can handle it well. If you let Lu Lu give specific orders, it is better to directly let Lu Lu commit suicide.

After the reconnaissance fleet stood out, during the long wait, Lu Lu had to light cigarettes one after another. While calculating the passage capacity of nearby galaxies, he stared at the communication channel on the command platform.

"Call from the Scout Fleet: Encounter with Patrol Emma, Victory in the battle."

Hayabusa read aloud.

Subsequently, the image of Lu Lu next to him shows a record of the battle at that time.

As soon as the reconnaissance fleet passed through the stargate, the radar detected the signal of the jump wind tunnel, and it was obvious that it was not their own people, so they immediately dispersed and surrounded the vicinity of the wind tunnel from a distance.

When a cruiser of Emma's Navy appeared with a patrol of five frigates, Lu Lu knew that the outcome of the battle was inevitable. Although the reconnaissance ship's firepower is weak, its high degree of maneuverability is enough to annihilate a patrol force that is far inferior to its own.

Excellent judgment, the most correct reaction almost at the first moment, is this the real strength of the elite fleet? Lu Lu sighed in his heart, it is worthy of the Federation Navy to intimidate the world with elite and powerful combat power, not a huge number.

"Order: The Strikers jump to the Dedoril system."

Lu Lu's order was only a few words.

But when it came to the commander of the forward fleet, he naturally arranged the outer defense line according to his own understanding, and released satellites to comprehensively scan the situation in the nearby universe...... Because the supply fleet following the rear is indeed quite fragile, it is necessary to make perfect preparations in advance.

The Dedoril system, with six large planets and more than a dozen large moons orbiting them. Due to the relatively small number of personnel in the Third Fleet, control of this system belongs to the Emma Navy. However, the nearest detachment-class anchorage here is separated by a full three stargates.

The passage capacity of the channel between the various stargates of the Hesitant Dedoril system is not high, and the battleship that passes through at one time is only a battleship battle detachment. This means that if the entire fleet wants to pass, it can only pass through the stargate one by one.

"There are still seven galaxies to pass through the constellation of Mir, and it is almost impossible not to alarm Emma's navy." Lu Lu calculated in his heart, judging from the size of the patrol just now, there was probably only one sub-fleet nearby. However, in order for the following fleets to reach their destination completely silently, at least make signs of large-scale movement in the vicinity.

"If the Third Fleet were to fight in an economic mode, we wouldn't have to die here from exhaustion. Besides, that galaxy is famous for the place where the giant ship fell. Lu Lu pulled his head helplessly. Ah, sure enough, it would be easier to have a staff group. ”

"Admiral, Captain 201 of the battleship has called to inquire." Hayabusa walked briskly. "Whether airspace clearance operations are being carried out."

"No, as soon as the fleet adjusts its direction, sail in the direction of the Mir constellation." Lu Lu curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a wicked smile. "Let them guess here how many ships have passed through here."

Emma Navy Coezzo, the flagship of the Sixth Fleet, on board the Ares

The Commander of the Fleet, Lord Count Brado Coezzo, was enjoying his delicious dinner. As a member of the imperial family, he is one of the few people who has spent his life in the military.

And in the past two hundred years, the countless wars he has experienced have allowed this man to accumulate enough majestic momentum. Just during the meal, the momentum emitted also made the slaves waiting around him tremble. Of course, the main reason is because of the terrible title of [slave hunter]. Thinking of this, the Count smiled cruelly more and more wickedly.

"Excuse me, Your Excellency, Commander... Here's an urgent shipment from the Imperial Capital that needs your personal approval. Ignoring the oppression permeating the entire space, the young man in the black staff officer uniform walked quickly to the dining table and handed the paper document to the majestic old man.

"Kerry, if you don't have Mimatar blood, it's fine." Brado Coezzo looked at the young man around him with admiration. Of all the people in this room, only this young man was not affected in the slightest.

"I can choose my own life, but I can't choose my parents, my Earl." The young man named Kerry did not change his expression at all, but simply flipped the document in his hand to the last page. "This is the 'urgency' of the imperial capital."

"Oh~ Is it the same again? That's why the Senate is so troublesome, so I don't want to be the commander of the Gillesis Front. The Count reluctantly put down his knife and fork, raised his right hand, and stamped the ring on his index finger at the end of the document.

Seeing that the young man he admired put away the documents and did not leave, the Count was a little strange.

"What's wrong...... Kerry? ”

"The support fleet scheduled to arrive this month, the Canedi Third Fleet has just sent a report that they have encountered rebels on the way, so the trip has been postponed, and it is expected to arrive in this star field in the middle of next month." Kerry put the papers in a special leather bag before speaking to his boss.

"That's really good news." The Count took the fork and tapped lightly on the table. "Anyway, Gillesis is already surnamed Coezzo, so it's best if they don't come."

"Another piece of news is from the Tashmungon Second Fleet, which reported that they had recently crushed the attack of the Second Fleet of the Union Navy and are currently pursuing the defeated forces."

"Oh, they're really capable." The Count blinked, looking innocent. "However, this is the 10th time that the Second Fleet of the Federation has completely collapsed?"

"Seventeenth, Your Excellency." Kerry's calm voice, without the slightest change.

"Alas, if only Bruce's Fifth Fleet were willing to come and help me, it's a pity that he can only spy on the Galactic Empire on the border, and he will definitely not be able to move."

This is something that makes the earl feel helpless, don't look at the Emma Empire has a full six star fields, but in terms of troops, it also has to guard against the sudden attack of the Galactic Empire, the most powerful country in the known universe. The country still needs to deal with Mimatar's rebellions one after another, and in terms of troops, it is actually quite tense.