"Quantum derivation code anomaly, long-distance communication reception."

"Reconnoiter the fleet and spot a group of enemy forward ships. Fifth theater of operations, ...... number Three hundred and twenty thousand. Main ship type, heavy armor shield type, artillery bombardment type! ”

"Reconnaissance ship group, enemy attack and harassment ship group, third, first, seventh theater of operations, number, three million two hundred and seventy thousand, main ship type, high-speed assault ship, stealth attack ship, small mother ship!"

"Our strikers are out of array! Deploy the Attack Formation!! ”

"It is expected that two hours later there will be contact with the enemy. The main body of the reconnaissance ship group is detached! ”

"The reconnaissance ship group has been discovered, and the flanks are under attack by invisible enemies! Warn! The ship group is under attack!! ”

"The Fifth Fleet, the twenty-first squadron was annihilated, no one survived, the seventh squadron, the fifteenth squadron were pursued, and they couldn't get rid of it!"

"Seven squads, fifteen squads are all wiped out."

A nervous debriefing was passed through the channel, and everyone who heard it clenched their fists. This is the thirty-seventh day of entering the sixth layer of Naraku, and the human ship group has approached the entrance to the seventh layer. As the distance closes, the enemy's intelligence becomes more and more comprehensive, and a major battle is inevitable.

Boca, Raksha, and even the subordinate races of the two alliances have an incredible number of enemies in front of humanity, and their ships are even large enough to fill the starry sky. This is the hardware strength of the two camps and even all the civilizations under their banners, and its strength is suffocating. Although the Human Alliance is not inferior in quantity, there is a huge gap in quality. Neither technology nor the proficiency of the crew can compare to these two veteran nobles with a long history.

Of course, human beings are not weak. After all, after the alliance of the Second World, humanity has gathered a group of equally powerful allies. Coupled with the huge population base, humanity is not afraid of war in the 'ordinary sense', and the only problem now is ...... The high-end, that is, the level of the cosmic warrior.

After the previous battle, everyone knows who is the protagonist in the current universe. A group of ships lacking space warriors, no matter how numerous and large, is just cannon fodder. Even with Pandora's ability, it is impossible to have an advantage in such a high-end war.

There are only a sufficient number of cosmic warriors of sufficient intensity. in order to seek a trace of life in this almost suffocating battlefield.

In Eden, the speaker silently looked into the distance, his gaze extremely strict.

He felt the calm before the great battle. The same was felt, the end of life......

"Sal Jones." He said in a deep voice, his tone calm.

"I'll leave it to you. When the war begins, I will not be able to control the ship, and the control of Eden will be transferred to you. Hope you make good use of it. ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." Sal Jones replied behind him, his face slightly pale.

He is also a qualified cosmic mercenary, but there is no place for him in this war. Plans are made long before departure. He will preside over the entire course of the war as a replacement for the speaker. If he goes along the way, he will become the next speaker, and if he fails, he must also lead humanity out of despair.

This is an incomparably heavy responsibility, and even Sal Jones, who does not participate in direct combat, feels out of breath.

Perhaps, compared with the simple death in battle, this kind of waiting torment is more torturous.

His ears were filled with information from the channel, the hoarse or anxious voices of the crew. What I saw was the back of the Speaker. Once this back was incomparably tall. It's like an insurmountable mountain that gives him endless confidence. At the moment, it looks a little bleak.

Is it because even Your Excellency the Speaker has no faith?

Sal Jones asked himself, shaking his head quickly, banishing the thought from his mind.

In the garden, the leaves are falling. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the ship group stretching forward beneath your feet. Like a carpet covered with stars. Sal Jones suddenly felt a little elevated in consciousness, as if he wanted to break away from this body and see the world from another perspective. Look at his civilization, his race, all his kind......

"I'll do it." He whispered. It seems to be said to the speaker, and it is as if it is said to himself.

The Speaker didn't look back, but his eyes lit up. Then answer in a low voice. "I believe in you."

He didn't say any more, for the first flames had already erupted in the farthest starry sky...... The forward fleet of men exchanged fire with the enemy.

Millions of ships clash with each other in the starry sky, but it's not like that. The universe is too big. No matter how big a human ship is, it's actually as tiny as an ant. Therefore, the exchange of fire between millions of ships can only be reflected in the local intensity. Countless beams of light staggered like a raging storm.

In the front of the battlefield, a group of human ships silently rushed forward, like a silent rhinoceros. The ship was surrounded by enemy beam missiles, and explosions were constantly generated outside the ship, but no one inside the ship spoke, not even shouted. When the final war began, humanity showed absolute patience. Death is just a number, even if their comrades explode around them, they are just silent...... with coldness.

A crew member stood at the helm with a cigar in his mouth, his face twitching slightly.

He was not afraid, because even if the battle took place outside the ship, there was still peace and order inside the ship. The shield trembled under the impact of the beam of energy, as if stirring up ripples in the water. The crew's faces also brightened and darkened.

He gulped down on his cigar and suppressed the anger in his heart. He's waiting...... Wait for that voice......

"Forward ship group, heavy assault ship, assault!!"

A command suddenly cut through the fleet channel, and the crew's eyes lit up, and the energy valve was slammed to the end. The cigarette butt of the cigar burned a large part in an instant. He screamed.

"Nima! Rush in for me! ”

"Press in!"

"Rush in!"

"Bastard, die!"

In an instant, countless roars rang out from the fleet channel, and countless voices converged into a force, a will. I saw that all the heavy assault ships that rushed forward were in a great wake and their speed was suddenly increased to the extreme. What combustion chambers aggravate aging, what power engines are overloaded, go see the fucking hell! This is the final journey!! This is......

Ordinary people's spears!!

Rumble!!

Hundreds of beams suddenly converged, turning the heavy assault ship that rushed to the front into a fireball. But more heavy assault ships pierced out of its firelight and pressed into the enemy line with a frenzied momentum. The bow shields and armor glowed with energy beams, but they couldn't stop them in the slightest. They are warriors born for the charge, a body of steel and iron bones, heavy armor and thick shields, just for the glory of this moment!

In an instant, the forward ships of both sides rushed together, stirring up the first flash of this war. The scene of countless ships charging, even thousands of years later, still lingers in the memory of mankind, inspiring generations of brave men to fight and conquer......

At that time, humans had become one of the greatest civilizations in the universe, but everyone remembered the sight of them wielding scythes when they were ants.

The brave can be fearless! (To be continued......)