"General, Major Petowski has sent a message, do you want to take it?" Xiao reported.

"Well, the acute ghost finally can't help it......" Fazani nodded, and immediately jumped out of Mike in front of him. The figure of Petrovisky.

The captain of Death's Wings seemed to have just risen from his seat, and in the background he was in his own flight control room, which Fazani knew was about seven or eight decks away from the command cabin, behind the lower deck of the huge modified Nuwa-class cruiser, where there were three levels of fighter hangars and six-way fighter launch pipes, which was the area where the main force of his Death's Wings members was concentrated.

"General, how many days have it been, there is no battle order, and we are all out of spirit to wait here......" Petowski stood behind several pilots, his expression unhappy, but Fazzani knew that he was joking with himself in his own way.

"If you think you're going to live long, Mike, I don't have a problem with that." Fazani smiled at him.

"It's not so easy for me to hang up, why do I have to get rid of ten or eight of him." Petowski straightened his face and said, "Has the rescue operation begun?" I mean, the landing ship is about to go out, right? Do we need to be ready here too? ”

"You must always be ready for me! Combat missions can be released at any time before the end of the entire operation...... "Fazzani also stretched his face.

"You make us sad and happy, General, you know, if this string is too tight, sooner or later it will be deserted, for example, our Chang Qing just asked me if I can play mahjong......" he pointed to the small pilot behind him. Fazzani immediately stared at him, causing the young lieutenant to panic at once.

"You still want to play mahjong?" Fazani, who had been in the Feather People's territory for three years, naturally knew what it was, and he was majestic on the surface, but he had a smile on his heart.

"Yes...... But...... General, I ...... I didn't bring mahjong tiles......" The baby-faced Evergreen frowned and pouted, glancing at Petowski as if complaining that his captain had betrayed him, his expression making Fazzani almost laugh out loud.

"When this operation is successfully completed, I will accompany you for a few laps, no...... Enough for you! Fazani smiled at Evergreen, and the little pilot's heart was relieved, and a flower immediately bloomed on his face.

The cold-blooded bastards of the Military Council toy everyone between their fingerbones, but they were just a bunch of kids...... Fazzani sighed in his heart, he really hoped that the people of Walken would not break their camouflage during this whole operation, so that they would not have to harden their hearts to send these newly graduated cadets to board the airship and enter the unpredictable battlefield.

"Then let Mike give you a witness...... Fazani told Nicole Brown. Shaw gave the order. "Inform Colonel O'Grady that his second phase of operation can begin."

……

An hour later, the three carrier ships slowly sailed out of the asteroid belt, and after a migration, they waited outside the planet's orbital circle for their time to enter the atmosphere.

At this time, in the fleet, which Fazani had improvised together, everyone was staring at the fleet of Vulkenians beyond the orbit of the planet Telamon in the hologram. Because once the airships of the Hothians attack and intercept, then the crew of these three carrier ships will already be dead, and the remaining ships in the asteroid belt will undoubtedly have to choose to start fleeing.

In any case, as the head of a landing ship that is closer to death than any ship, this Cobain. O'Grady was at least a brave soldier. Fazani mentally commented on the nasty ghost.

Or perhaps, if the rescue mission is over, then the credit for transporting all the colonies out of Telamon may be greater than that of me, the cheap commander. This kid is already a sweetheart in the eyes of some leading figures in the Military Commission, so since he can participate in this mission, he must have come to rob himself of meritorious deeds and give himself a gold-plated body......

Wait a minute...... So those conspirators who are careless about human life actually believe that this mission can be successful? Otherwise, how could they send this oily-haired and powder-faced dancer to his death? But if that's the case, why are they stuffing me with a bunch of cadets? This is completely contradictory, and there is nothing in common, huh?

“…… Successfully entered the atmosphere......" O'Grady's voice played from the communicator, and Fazzani, who was thinking about his distraction, came back to his senses, and when he looked around, he saw that all the crew in the cockpit had stopped what they were doing and listened.

“…… has successfully landed ......" Fazzani, who heard this, couldn't help but sigh out, and Nicole in front of the tactical table looked nervous. Shaw is the same as him.

“…… In the implementation of the "Change of Heaven Plan", one-man flying boats have been sent to the borders of the colonial area. ”

"A plan for another day?" Fazani looked at Nicole suspiciously. Resemble.

"Major O'Grady's designation for the deployment of the anti-detection illusion operation......"

"It's well described, there's nothing to pick on...... "Oh my god, these bookworms, their abilities are used to these useless names, Fazzani nodded slightly, and expressed his approval of 'oily noodles' to his assistant.

“…… The intelligence officer at the Governor's Palace has been contacted and everything is going well...... They had already been informed of the operation, and the information from the Intelligence Bureau should have been delivered without incident. O'Grady's relieved voice was heard over the communicator.

It seems that his crux of the matter is the ground connection with the Doge's Palace, Fazani smirks in his heart.

Unlike O'Grady, he never had the slightest fear of this, because as long as the Walkens did not move, and the detection of the illusion succeeded as expected, they could have rallied the people in the colony without fear of being detected by the Walkens.

But if the first two prerequisites are lost, I am afraid that even if everyone is lined up and waiting to get on the ship, it will inevitably be discovered.

Unlike the elements of the operation proposed by the Military Council's Intelligence Directorate and the General Staff, time was never a key element of the mission for Fazzani.

A few standard hours passed in anxious waiting, and Fazzani kept the hologram on, keeping in touch with the flight control room.

During this time, young pilots like Evergreen had already gone to the toilet several times, and Major Petowski just sat in his chair and watched with his feet crossed. Cadet Mu Lai, who stood in a military posture for nearly four hours. Southfite, still standing behind the hero he admires with his head held high in a rigid military posture, can see that he is also very concerned about the live broadcast of the landing operation.