Outside the porthole, like a large swarm of sharks smelling blood, nearly a hundred Hoss airships were swarming towards the "Taunting Destiny", and countless white balls of light slammed into the sturdy acetinol hull, causing a series of explosions on the outer walls and inside the cabin. The turret was destroyed, the outer walls were torn apart, several weapon compartments were engulfed in flames, and dozens of lives were lost in an instant.

The flagship's command module also shook violently under the attack of this wheel, and at this time, a kinetic energy projectile that pierced through the wall hit the control station in the cabin, causing an explosion.

At this moment, everyone felt suffocated and the blood seemed to be drained from their bodies, which was temporarily alleviated by the emergency repair mechanism in the vacuum bulkhead, but the shattered and erupted tactical screen glass and the burning wiring caused serious injuries to several operators and staff officers in the command cabin.

Some of them had fallen in pools of blood, others were screaming and struggling from the burning flames on their bodies, and a few crew members who had only suffered minor injuries immediately rushed to help pounce.

Fazzani slammed headfirst into the porthole from the force of the impact, his right arm cut through a long cut by a burst piece of metal, blood running down his fingers and onto the floor.

"Nicole, Nicole!" He shouted the name of his assistant in the smoke.

"I'm fine, General." Xiao, who fell under the tactical stand, struggled to get up from the ground.

"Shield...... Turn on the shield ......" he held up his injured hand and tried to help Shaw.

Shaw grabbed Fazzani's hand and stood up, only to notice that his hands were slippery and wet, and only then did he realize that his boss was injured.

"General, your hand ......" she hurriedly checked in the dim light.

"Leave this alone...... That damn carrier, you see, protected it......" Fazani had a bruise on his forehead, and he only felt that the world was spinning.

"Yes, it's okay, it's completely protected." Xiao looked at the parameters on the tabletop and hurriedly reported to him.

The attack just now caused the cruiser's emergency mechanism to be automatically activated along with the closed shield, and if it was not docked within a limited range, the entity-like shaped energy shield would probably cause irreparable damage to the carrier ship's hull.

"Very good......" Fazani snuggled up to the stage, exhausted by lack of sleep and blood loss.

Finally made it through again...... He sighed silently in his heart.

Outside the porthole, the white light flickered at this time, and the blue angular shields in the void were turning the attacks of the Hothians into invisible. He suddenly saw Petowiski's black viper pass by the window, and the venom missile dragging its long tail to smash an airship that was attacking the flagship.

Mike is still there! He's alive! It seems that God has not abandoned us yet!

"Get someone to clean up the mess......" he gestured to the messy pilot's area, where an operator was still lying on the floor, and the tall command ship pilot was doing chest compressions on him.

"Let the regional directors report on the damage just now...... How about the Transition Module Zhuyuan? He frowned and turned to his assistant.

"No problem from me." Xiao reported.

"Hmm...... Let the engineering department carefully check that if there is a problem with this, I am afraid that one of them will not be able to leave. "Only the flagship has a command jump system installed, and the Alpha. The Ward requires a jump to navigate, and time ...... What about time?

"Torris, show me the energy harvester, how much longer are we going to do this?" He turned on the communicator with the Flounder, and a few seconds later, Torres. Fotien is from the Offa. The Ward responded to him.

"It's going to take more than 30 minutes, General!"

"30 minutes? This damn ......," Fazani began to mumble and curse.

"Let Mike count the battle damage of each team in Wings of Death." He instructed his assistant, and Shaw was using the beam blade to help him open his sleeve so that he could take care of the wound, and she immediately contacted Petowski when she heard this, and a short time later, she turned to report to Fazzani.

"The Major has responded...... Wings of Death has lost 20 aircraft, and the general ......"

"Really?" It was better than he expected......

"Let Mike tell them all to return and attack......" he decided immediately.

“…… General, you should know that in this situation, Wings of Death will lose a lot......" Xiao reminded.

How could I not know? The first squad was only a few minutes long, and there were only a few left, and this was still the veteran he brought out all the way from Falkus!

Fazani nodded to his assistant, who was treating his wounds, and with his intact hand he opened the communication to all the pilots of the destroyer, and took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Soldiers......"

……

The new firewood was scorched in the furnace of Hell, and gradually turned to charred ashes.

Staring at the tragic battle outside the porthole, the iron-hearted Fazani couldn't help but feel a heart ache. These commissioned cadets who were pinned on by the Silver Alliance Navy were just a bunch of children, and they were about to be led into such a miserable situation by him on their first expedition in their lives.

The elites under his command who bravely rushed to the enemy formation, and the fresh lives that burst in front of them, were all because of his orders, and they were using their flesh and blood to delay the evacuation of the fleet.

"General, the peak of the shield's energy has reached the warning level, and the energy loss is getting faster and faster......," Xiao reported to him.

"Damn it...... Torris! How much longer? He wiped the corner of his eye, turned and shouted into the Tactical Desk newsletter, during which he had to report to the Offa almost every minute. The Ward asked.

"It's going to be soon, General, and it's a lot faster now than before." Fotien's reply comforted him slightly.

"Nicole, what about the other two carriers?" He asked.

"It's safe, General."

"Then let Death Wings return to the ship!" He gave the command.

"General, the shield is running out! The energy value is less than one percent! ”

"So fast? Nicole, hurry up and get Deathwings back on the ship! ”

"Instruction Issued......

"Torris!"

"A few seconds left...... It's almost ......" Folian was visibly staring at the beating energy bar. "Alright, General, Offa. The Ward is ready to be relocated! ”

"The shield value has been reduced to a minimum, and it is ready to collapse. The situation is critical! The hangar hatch won't open! Aircrews are ......"

"Leaping ......" said Fazani in the next second.

"What?" Nicole. Xiao looked at his boss in surprise.

"I said Leap!" Fazani commanded sharply.