Silently in the outer space of the Buick Blue Planet, countless warships are like silent schools of fish in the deep sea, staggered gliding in the colorful starry sky. If it weren't for the fireworks, no one would have believed that this was a battlefield where life was harvested frantically.

Being in such a battlefield, all you can feel is endless shock.

The battleship that obscured the sky and the sun continued to sail overhead, by the side, and under the feet. On the huge bodies of these steel giant sharks, the hideous main cannon and the fast-spinning secondary cannon were flickering and extinguishing at different speeds, spraying death streamers in all directions.

Flying and circling space fighters, like endless waves of locusts, soar from their own camp in swarms and pounce on the enemy. Weave your way through enemy groups with a dizzying flight path. Strike at targets again and again. Until the target disintegrates, breaks and rolls in all directions, turning into pieces of wreckage, large or small.

In this starry sky, where the light is more intense, the battle will be fiercer. In the flickering of energy cannons and energy shields, the flickering high-speed flying fighters and the scars on the bodies of battleships swimming in the starry sky were combined into a brutal scene.

In the glow of the energy shields of some warships, a dense network of maintenance robots crawled like bees on damaged parts, busily trying to repair armor or other damaged equipment. Although, knowing full well that such tinkering is mostly useless......

This space battle, which concerns the entire little Pyrenees, has been going on for nearly six hours. Both sides have put the last of their strength into it. No matter how tragic it is, no matter how big the loss is, it can only survive.

Whether it's Hall or Fisichella. He all followed the same strategy! Concentrate superior forces to attack the enemy's weakest position. Point to surface, to break through to form an advantage. Form a winning momentum with advantages, and cover the overall situation with a winning momentum.

Now, they're just as supporting. It's also devouring. The focus of the battle was on the 1st Mixed Fleet of the Expeditionary Force and the 6th and 7th Mixed Fleets of Desik that were besieged by the enemy. Whoever will face a complete rout.

A Feiyan space fighter flew past a Desik battleship, swaying lightly and nimbly through the dense energy cannon fire. The last tumbled and rolled under the belly of the battleship, breaking away from the tracking fire of the rotating turret.

This battleship was already the outermost of the Desik warships in this group.

On the X-tail of the Feiyang fighter, the blue light of the five ion engine jets suddenly lit up, and the streamlined body of the aircraft crossed a spiral trajectory in space. Swiftly lightning shot into the ground formation of the First Mixed Fleet of Feiyang. A beautiful disc spins like a leaf in the wind. Drifted into the recovery hatch of the space carrier "Poseidon".

In the command room of the bridge of the Poseidon aircraft carrier. Fisichella sat calmly in the command seat, calmly watching the real-time battle reports tumbling on the screen of the center console. Although under siege by four enemy fleets. Almost a fifth of the battleships have already been lost. However, the defensive formation of the First Fleet of the Expeditionary Force was still tight.

At the beginning of the battle, the Iron Fleet, forged by the powerful scientific, economic, and military strength of the Republic of Feiyang, advanced only once. It completely broke through the blockade of the Twelfth Fleet of the Frontal Desik. Out of the attack range of the three vital fleets of Desik that jumped out behind him.

Fisichella was satisfied, it was a resolute breakthrough. And a no-compromise victory. Although, such a victory lost several giant transport ships. Those transports. It was meant to be a bait for sacrifice.

Fisichella believed that if it weren't for the three Desik fleets that quickly launched a flank attack, the Twelfth Fleet would have collapsed in a single encounter.

This was the first large-scale head-to-head battle between the Feyan Republic and the Desik Empire in hundreds of years. Despite all the power at his disposal, and despite Desik's unexpected gamble with his life, he launched a leap forward that shocked the entire expeditionary force. However, Desik still underestimated the military strength of the Republic of Fyan.

It is different from the dictatorship that ruled for hundreds of years, sitting in the southeast corner, dominating a small country and breeding a large group of degenerate aristocratic empires. For thousands of years, the Republic of Fiyan has never stopped moving forward. Both economically, and militarily.

This kind of strength is accumulated day by day, and it has penetrated into the bones of the Feiyang army. This is the confidence of the first superpower of all mankind to fight the world for hundreds of years!

At this moment, the First Fleet of the Expeditionary Force is using the speed of ships and a faster command and coordination system than the Desik Imperial Fleet to move between the four fleets. The advanced energy shield and armored defense system of the Feiyang warship gave the First Fleet time and again to maneuver and turn in the meteor rain of gunfire.

The battle has gradually entered the rhythm of Fisichella.

When the enemy's four fleets converge, the First Fleet uses its speed to break away from the battle. When the enemy's fleet was scattered and surrounded, the First Fleet didn't mind having to fight with one of them. In a one-to-one situation, no one Desik fleet is the opponent of the First Fleet!

A blue light flashed outside the bridge, and the huge body of the "Poseidon" shook slightly. On the center console, several yellow lights lit up. This is the consequence of the aircraft carrier being hit by the enemy's main gun-level energy cannon. Before the energy shield is knocked out, the minor damage represented by the yellow signal light only takes a little time to recover.

Fisichella looked at the time and said lightly: "Almost, turn to the eighth airspace and implement the A325 battle plan." Cut through. ”

The A325 battle plan was just transmitted by the Operational Staff three minutes ago. From the beginning of the battle, the General Staff was constantly drawing up fleet battle plans according to the situation of the war. Such an instant battle plan, in the Feiyang Space Force, the time requirement is to complete a round in five minutes!

This is the military accumulation of Feiyang for hundreds of years. It is also the embodiment of the combat effectiveness of the Feiyang army.

Five minutes, from analysis to plan. Although most plans are only a few short sentences. However, this contains the military wisdom of the entire Feiyang, including the calm analysis and quick judgment of the battle situation. And to thoroughly execute and complete the plan in the shortest possible time, it is necessary to coordinate and command, and it is a large and staggering system. Such a system. Feiyang has been built for nearly two hundred years!

Each of the First Fleet's vast array of warships pointed its bow in the direction Fisichella had specified almost at the same moment. The three "Unicorn"-class battleships on the left flank used their solid bodies to withstand the attacks of most of the enemy ships, assisting the fleet to disengage from the battle. And five high-speed cruisers, already starting to accelerate from behind three battleships. They are the last coverers.

Just when the Desik Second Fleet, which launched the assault, was infinitely close to the left flank of the First Fleet of the Expeditionary Force. The First Fleet has completed its detachment. The five broken cruisers drew a semicircular trajectory in space, and the fierce and accurate artillery fire forced the two battleships in front of the Second Fleet to the death. Then use the speed to retreat calmly.

The vanguard fleet cluster of the First Fleet cut horizontally into the left flank of the Outflanking Ninth Fleet.

Mighty and majestic "unicorn" battleships are combined into clusters to protect space carriers. Brush past Desik's Ninth Fleet. The two sides are staggered, shooting at each other. The energy cannons landed on the energy shields of the ships on both sides, causing dense ripples like rain hitting a pond.

Desik's Ninth Fleet was at a significant disadvantage in firepower. Having lost the containment of the Second Fleet, the Ninth Fleet did not dare to change course. In such a staggered, who is messy. Whoever suffers the deadliest blow. They could only endure, keep course, and return fire as best they could with sparse artillery fire.

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"General." The Army Coordinator, who rarely appeared in the command room, appeared in front of Fisichhella. His appearance gave Fisichella a very bad premonition.

The army coordinator said: "The new 19th Division and the Freedom Front in the Mozic Theater have been released to Plisk. At the moment, Plisk has been occupied by the entire Desik Panzer Division, which is advancing east along the road. ”

"Let go of Plisk?" Fisicella's voice was like ice: "Who gave the order?" ”

"Commander of the 19th Panzer Division. Le Lei Federal Major General Tian Xingjian. The Army Coordinator, apparently unaware of the man in question, flipped through the materials in his hand and read.

"We're in the southeast to help the Leray Federation with our lives..."Fisichella slapped the armrest of the command seat. Enraged: "He stabbed us in the back!" Who gave him the right! ”

The Army Coordinator bowed his head in silence, and said to himself, didn't you say a word to others when the fleet retreated from Mozci. This sentence can only be hidden in the heart, and it cannot be said after all. Fisichella is the commander of the Allied forces in the Petite Pyrenees, and he needs to be sacrificed, so anything that is not sacrificed is a betrayal!

"General." The Army Coordinator hesitated. Finally, he affirmed that it was necessary to state the fact for the hapless Major General Leray: "The Nineteenth Division and the Freedom Front had previously routed the four Panzer Divisions of Reinhardt's attack on the Western Front and expelled the Reinhardt group from the Long Line. Let go of Plisk, I'm afraid there will be a last resort. ”

"Huh, bitter?" Fisichella did not seem to realize what it meant to defeat the Rheinland and was completely unmoved. He looked at the coordinator coldly: "Soldiers, it is an order to carry out, not a bitter heart!" As soon as he did that, I had to make a choice while the battle was still undecided! Either the whole retreat will give way to the Petite Pyrenees, or in a desperate gamble, the army will land in Mozych ahead of schedule! ”

"If ......" Fisichella's sharp eyes made the Coordinator tingle, "I am forced to abandon the Petit Pyrenees, or the fleet suffers a defeat and loses eighteen elite armored divisions." Who bears this responsibility. Is it him, or me? ”

The Army Coordinator was silent. Fisicella's tone was questioning, and she already had the meaning of anger. He didn't want to get on his head at this time.

In fact, everyone knows that Fisichella has long been determined to sacrifice part of the Fyan Army and all of the Mozic Allied resistance. In his military thinking, exchanging local sacrifices for overall victory was originally a military rule! There is no need for any psychological burden at all to sacrifice a makeshift Le Ray Panzer Division and those poorly armed Freedom Fronts.

But now, the Lelei have let go of Plisk! Kicking the problem back to the High Command is absolutely unforgivable for Fisichella, who has always been one-sided. His own troops were threatened, and the fish belly troops, which were originally planned to be sacrificed, were safe and happy on the sidelines. It's a mockery!

The Coordinator remained silent, knowing Fisichella well enough to predict what the choice would be made by the general, who was bent on making a name for himself in the Petite Pyrenees.

Sure enough, after a long silence, Fisichella tapped the handrail with her finger and said, "Order...... The newly formed 19th Division and the headquarters of the Freedom Front made every effort to block the eastward advance of Desik's troops. The second transport fleet ... Implement the Mozic landing! Tell Douglas that he should pick up the pace. ”

The coordinator saluted and walked away quickly. Although Fisicella's tone was unusually calm when he gave the order, he knew that Fisicella's heart had already buried everything in it and poured water. The Major General Tian who made Caplisk was afraid, there was no good fruit to eat.

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"Phew." The fat man who was peeing spit out the vegetarian dates he picked from the side of the road in his mouth, and his fat face was twisted into a strange shape: "***, I'm sour." ”

After shaking the dick and stuffing it back into the crotch of his pants, the fat man spat a few mouthfuls of saliva one after another with a sad face, and lay down grinning.

Here, it is the eastern mountainous area of Jiacuo, under the cliff, a huge base is clear.

Clijsters Army Base, Stephen's home base - Unicorn.