"The 1007th Brigade of Naval Aviation is engaged with the enemy. www.biquge.info"This is a report received by Hayabusa and sent by the captain of the Fukuzawa, Lei Qingrang.

"Three minutes and twenty-three seconds, Hayabusa, are you happy with their performance?" Although it was a coincidence, there were so many coincidences in this encounter that Lu Lu didn't even have the idea of looking at the sky and sighing. "There are no special allowances among them, so the requirements can't be too strict."

"Really? Well, then count them as passing. Hayabusa looked at the time indicated in the battle report, and responded to his boss's question with a rare smile.

"It's not easy to barely get a pass. Hayabusa, you're too harsh. Lu Lu said pointedly.

"There is still a hard battle ahead, after all, they only have more than a thousand fighters, even if they have the USS Federation Flying Squadron as a reserve, it is impossible to intercept all the enemy ships." Hayabusa decided to change the subject.

"Although the enemy's attack is impossible, our main guns are also out of reach of the enemy." Lu Lu stupidly followed, shrugged his shoulders, and firmly said that he had no choice.

At present, the long-range magnetic railgun equipped on the Federation has a maximum range of only three or six OO, and the particle stream can fly at nearly the speed of light for twelve seconds from leaving the muzzle to the maximum range. So, in fact, the units behind the range figures of the battle-class railgun represent millions of meters, while the catapult gun is 100,000 meters.

However, these two units, as the name suggests, are far, far away from the standard unit – the standard unit is written AU, which is equivalent to 150 billion kilometers, which is said to be the average distance between the Earth and the Sun.

Even though the jump engine could travel through space at a speed of 7 AU per second, the shell did not have the ability to equip itself with a jump engine.

There are war clouds ahead, and Lu Lu can still chat and drink tea with Falcon on the bridge, not because the two of them are heartless, but because they are really powerless about the battle that happened in the distance. Considering that the attacking troops were actually not in any danger, the two of them could only drink tea comfortably.

Otherwise, it's useless to be in a hurry. We can't let this group of aircraft carriers without fighters take the initiative to get beaten up, the federal soldiers like to fight, but what they don't like to beat others the most is to let others beat them, not to mention that they have to take the initiative to let others beat them. Everyone is a normal person, who would do such a stupid thing......

Probably because the fighter units were doing their job too well, or because the enemy was too stupid, in short, the exchange of fire lasted for nearly half an hour, and the enemy had not yet thought of bypassing the battlefield and attacking from another direction. After Lu Lu and Falcon were nervous for a few minutes, they were embarrassed to drink tea with peace of mind.

In fact, two hours later, the war was won by the Union forces. The entire bridge of the Federation, and even the entire exploration fleet, saw the battle, their expressions were quite wonderful, as if everyone had been forced to swallow a dead mouse.

Those who stuck to their posts and paid attention to occupy it did not notice from the beginning that the war room of the staff headquarters, which had been closed, was tense and full of orderly busyness. Shortly after the battle, the closed door slid open silently, and the chief of staff, Colonel Li Ce, walked to the bridge with the electronic board in his hand.

At the Fukuzawa Air Service Headquarters, dozens of officers quietly listened to the cheers coming out of the room, and the joy of victory filled the entire space.

"Our troops flew 3,850 sorties, and after two hours of firefight, they repelled the invading enemy. 13,027 enemy ships were destroyed, and the rest of the enemy forces scattered and fled from the battlefield. We didn't lose a single person. ”

Angelott? Epin frowned in disgust, looking at the data that kept jumping on the screen, and the officer behind him began to read aloud the list of specific downs with a little excitement.

"Alright, don't read it." Angelott? Olympus waved his hand irritably. She really felt aggrieved in this battle, of course, it wasn't that the pilots lost the battle, but this battle was like adults bullying children. Even if her subordinates killed ten times her own number of enemies under her command, they didn't let Angelot? Eimerbus, the commander and group leader in charge of directing the battle, felt a little sense of accomplishment.

The officers of the "......" Air Service Department looked at Angelott's gloomy expression and involuntarily shrank their necks. People whose brains turn relatively quickly have already begun to think crookedly. No matter how much Angelot resembled the Yellow Lance, it was impossible to change her pure Turk blood, so the officers always believed that Angelott's actions were the result of heavy casualties among her fellow citizens. So the officers looked at each other, and they all saw from their peers' eyes that the other had the same idea.

"The boss is sad, can you comfort me?" A lieutenant gestures to each other with a glance for his assistant.

"I can't, just looking at the head's eyes makes my legs weak." The second lieutenant also pushed back with a look in his eyes.

"Who said that I liked her a few hours ago, and there is no hope for this time when my legs are weak." The lieutenant glared at the unassuming assistant and turned his gaze to the others.

"......" The officers' eye contact came and went, but no one dared to really speak. There's no way to comfort at this time, Angelott? Colonel Olympus, as their commander, although not a pure-blooded Yanhuang, is more stubborn than those pure-blood maniacs. At this time, I came out to speak, didn't I wait to be bombarded by her......

Angelott? Elembas flipped through the freshly released crash report, and looked at the record of Captain Mallow, who ranked first in the number of downs, and could only shake his head helplessly. It's just that in the face of an enemy of this magnitude, we can still lose the battle, and our brigade really becomes a representative of the garbage.

The enemy is only 20,000 hounds, and although the main guns are powerful, they are not flexible and cannot pose a threat to the maneuverable fighters. For such an opponent, even if they completely annihilated the enemy, they were not worthy of pride, not to mention that forty percent of their starships had successfully evacuated the battle.

"Do you think we should be happy about this kind of achievement? And are we really entitled to rejoice in this victory? Angelott's question shocked the flight attendants of all sizes present, and they couldn't help but start thinking about it seriously.

The commander of the flight unit in the Federal Navy must have an air crew qualification badge according to the regulations, and the acquisition of this small silver winged eagle badge must go through strict assessment and practice, so the silver eagle badge also indicates that the person who wears them is the elite of the federal naval elite.

The officers present all wore silver eagle insignia on their uniforms, and naturally none of them were stupid, but once they calmed down, they immediately thought of the crux of the problem, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads one by one. For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire air crew department was gloomy, and the joy and lightness of victory was replaced almost instantly by heavy self-reproach.

"I appreciate your kindness. I will submit a report on this failure to the upper peak and ask for punishment, and the report of the pilot's crash reward will also be submitted to the command at the same time. Angelot stood up, his eyes calmly swept over the seven air crew officers around him, looking at their tense bodies trying to stand up straighter, the nervousness and uneasiness in their eyes could not be concealed.

"From the day I decided to join the Federal Navy as an aircrew commander, I made my choice." In the inexplicable anticipation of his subordinates, Angelot stood in front of them, and said with a serious tone of indifference, "No matter who the enemy is, I, Angelot?" Olympus's tactical goal is never to be merciless, but to kill them all. ”

"I'm sorry, we see, sir." In the unanimous answer, with respect for the boss, he also let go of the confusion about the future. Their commander can lead them to the battlefield for victory and glory. Their commander was strong and brave, and did not need their cheap sympathy, which would not stop them from killing, but would humiliate their chief. Their superiors are wise and perceptive, not ignorant and incompetent bureaucrats, and they don't need to pretend to be dull, which will make their superiors angry.

"I think the guys who retreated will come back, so everyone must be vigilant and set up a guard." Angelot groaned slightly, and then gave the order. "Except for the staff on duty, everyone else seized the time to rest."

Angelott's instincts tell her that the fight isn't over yet. Besides, judging from the previous intelligence, the rebels can gather hundreds of thousands of troops, and a mere 20,000 may just be the vanguard of the pathfinder.

Seeing that the big war was coming, Angelot was not nervous, and this battle was not something that the Seventh Brigade could handle. The fleet's flagship, the Confederation, was close at hand, and with Lu Lu's character, even if he hated the bastards of the Seventh Brigade, he would never sit idly by and watch the friendly forces fight alone without taking support actions like before.

Angelote, who was relaxed and threw her body in her seat, felt a pang of hunger, and looked at the time to realize that it was past her usual meal. It is a pity that the flagship did not give the order to cancel the combat state, and the military regulations stipulate that the commander-in-chief in wartime cannot leave his post during the first twenty-four hours of combat status.

Although this rule is not strictly enforced most of the time, however, who made Angelott? Olympus is a very stubborn brainkiller. This kind of ancient, I don't know what era left behind, she still obeys it. In any case, the fact that it has not disappeared from the manual also means that the existence of this provision must have its meaning.

Just when Angelott was struggling with whether to let the canteen deliver a nutritious meal through the ship's communication system, the door of the air crew command was rarely wide open. A fourth-class non-commissioned officer wearing the commander-in-chief's badge drove a trailer and pulled several flatbed trucks stacked with lunch boxes on them outside the gate of the air service headquarters.

The two sentries at the door of the air crew headquarters stared wide-eyed, at the time when they were puzzled by the status quo. The non-commissioned officer sitting on the trailer pressed a button with a strange expression, and then a very familiar female voice came out of the loudspeaker, reading the advertising slogan in a tone that did not rise or fall. (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!) )