"Damn it, damn it! This damn O'Grady! I told him not to act rashly! Nicole, did you convey it, did you convey it? Fazani shook his fist in anger and yelled at the tactical table. And Nicole. Shaw didn't speak this time, only pointed out to him the order he had just sent to O'Grady.

"Damn it, they're all the way, these First Fleet bales! He has to take 20,000 lives to accompany the funeral to stop, this bastard with a thousand cuts! An exasperated Fazani continued to growl.

"General, the Vulcann fleet is ......warming up the engine," Votian's report became more and more frustrated.

"Residence ship, start!" Fazzani yelled at Shaw as soon as he heard this.

Okay, the mask was torn off, the curtain was opened, and now he couldn't help but fight his life to save that shit that claimed to be full of chests but was about to collapse at the touch of a button, for the sake of another 20,000 lives, those innocent people who O'Grady should have taken care of and was responsible for!

"The habiting ship has safely moved, General." Shaw reported back to him.

"Nicole, under the premise that the Jump Computer is locked, does our Jump Command still have a role?" Fazani asked her.

"Those are two systems, General......" Shaw immediately understood what Fazani meant, and his fingers flew to the tactical table. The control end of the jump command system is not a computer, it should be immune to electromagnetic interference bombs...... But ......"

"But what?"

"It cannot be controlled remotely, but must be within visual distance, which is also the real purpose of the Leap Command, so that the fleet can ...... at a unified pace"

"Okay, gather all the combat ships, how long will we have to collect the minimum jump energy of the landing ship in the past?" Fazani asked.

"At such a close distance to the planet? That's a blind spot for antimatter energy. ”

"Then let them fly away from the planet at maximum speed, and once the energy is successfully collected, order the other two ships to jump at the correct waypoint at once!" He commanded loudly.

"Yes, General." Every order from Fazzani seems to have made Nicole . Xiao's originally cold cheeks warmed slightly, and this honor student, who graduated first in his class from Mostima's "Taihang Military Academy", had just drawn up a plan in his heart, which was roughly in line with what Fazani had promulgated.

"We're going to keep the damage as low as possible, from 20,000 to 7,000,...... but even 7,000 deaths will still leave me rotting into a pile of dry bones in the felons prison in Samael or the city of the deceased!" Fazzani couldn't help but think in frustration.

"Mike, it's time for you to show your face!" He turned on the screen and looked at the captain of "Wings of Death" with a calm face, with both expectation and tacit goodbye before leaving.

Petowiski, who had been silently watching without saying a word, nodded at him slightly, and then turned away from the scene with a solemn face.

……

The yellow lights flickered, the engines roared, and a familiar smell began to fill the cabin, suppressing the particles from baking the air to form a slight scorch, like the game that Uncle Pooh grilled with a spray gun at the New Newcastle Carnival. Strings of incense, salted chicken fillets with peppers, crispy salamanders, and lizards, accompanied by fireworks and hearty laughter, that is the taste of hometown, at least at this moment, there is a little bit, he is not sure.

Maybe he was just hungry, or he missed the food and the ease of carefree back a little, but they seemed irrelevant compared to the war that was about to begin, just trivial and fragments of memory, and he didn't know how these chaotic thoughts could come to him at this juncture.

Evergreen had just been urgently pulled out of the holographic simulator, and he was dressed in a soft, airtight flight suit, like all the members of Deathwings, who were in a deep sleep according to the rotation time, ensuring that his body and mind were not overdrawn by the long, boring wait.

It had been almost ten days, during which Major Petowski had only allowed them to take two showers, and in response to the outspoken complaints of Southfitt and Clem, the Major simply said: bored, go and play with the simulator as an electric toy, and easily send the away.

Chang Qing has never been a prick, since he was a child, he has been a good son in his mother's heart, an obedient student in his teacher's heart, and a pistachio in his classmates. Even his rebellious sister often looked at him strangely with heavy makeup eyes, and swore to him that she would never believe that he could be her brother if she had not watched her mother give birth to him.

Where is there a child from a single-parent family who is so optimistic? My sister told him that once, and he just stared at her nose ring and asked her if it hurt to wear it.

He hurried to his car, familiar with where the DW-11 Viper was parked in the Nuoda hangar, and had done it countless times in the past ten days, mostly for exercises.

Every day, when Colonel O'Grady's carrier returns to the Icarus station, half of the Grim Reaper's crew is on standby in their respective destroyers.

Chang Qing, who had just come out of the simulation cabin, although he did not fully understand the current situation, he could already see that the situation had changed from the meteorite movement outside the window and the expressions of the air crew.

I'm afraid I'm going to get real this time. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little excited, because after four years of hard work in military school and three months of hellish training, it was time to pay off.

His Viper was at the head of the ejection pipeline, a little further away from the cabin area, and when he arrived, most of the pilots in the hangar had already boarded their respective airships. Southfit was still standing in the aisle waiting for him.

"Don't die." Southfitt, with his reddish-brown curly hair, had a sincere smile on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand, and Chang Qing also reached out.

"The same goes for you." He tilted his head slightly and shook hands with the other man.

With the help of an air crew, Evergreen boarded the Viper, who gave him a thumbs up after checking the air tightness.

"Good luck." His mouth was talking, and Chang Qing also raised his fingers and nodded.