The fat man's flirtatious performance was interrupted by Markwich.

Looking at the coded communication message from Chekov, the fat man didn't care about Sade and the others who were still stammering next to him, and hurriedly walked out of the training ground.

With the new person, forget the old person. It is the consistent style of fat people. This slut doesn't pay much attention to the four major schools that are already in his pocket. Along the way, I only thought in my heart: "My mother! One aircraft carrier, two battleships, five cruisers! Isn't this Salga fleet enough for Lao Tzu's soul? If you can catch this fleet, the entire Mars Free Passage will not be left to Lao Tzu's majesty?! ”

Imagining himself commanding a fleet to run rampant with Mars, invincible, the fat man felt the urge to urinate frequently. I kept pondering the contents of the Chekov message in my mind for a moment, counting the ships of the other fleets with my fingers, and when I entered the electronic mecha control room, a deduction made this slut tremble all over.

"Colonel" Markavich noticed the fat man's abnormality and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

"What is the matter with me?" The fat man trembled even more.

"Then what are you" Markvich was startled by the fat man, this guy's flesh was jumping like jelly, his eyes were hairy, and his eyes were green, which was still called nothing

"Aircraft carrier fate!" The fat man stared at the interstellar map and rubbed his hands affectionately, like a fox courting a hen: "Imitation, the First Fleet Rubik's Cube, Bandit One, Bandit No. 2 and Bandits 7, 8, 9, and 10 continue to remain lurking, and the latent position should be between coordinates 3451.172.8963.3 and 2714.1931.6578.3, to maintain surveillance and threat to the combat airspace outside the Devil's Eye base. Waiting for orders! ”

"Bandit No. 3 and No. 6 and No. 11, lurking in the airspace at coordinates 2100.754.1530.8, ready to sneak up on the Devil's Eye base. Waiting for orders! ”

"Second Fleet, abandon the harassment of the Demon Eye fleet and turn to the DE-4543 system. Approaching the Salgar Fleet aircraft carrier battle group. Be sure to stay hidden. Waiting for orders! ”

"Command, Lookout II"

With the rapid tapping of the communicator's hands on the virtual keyboard, the fat man's successive instructions were drafted into passwords. It passes through the antenna electronic mecha ground code communicator and sends it to the vast space.

In the quiet of the bridge, the characteristic sizzling sound of the life-sustaining system is faintly ethereal. All sources of terrestrial light had been turned off, and the distant stellar light was shining through a bend from the edge of the planet that was blocking it in front of it. Through the porthole of the bridge, in this cold and silent world, a soft golden light is sprinkled.

Some of the officers were sitting in a daze, some were talking in low voices, and some were walking around silently. No matter what you're doing, everyone's eyes are on you every once in a while. It always falls on the beautiful figure bathed in soft light by the porthole. Some obsessively gazed. Never even moved away.

Rear Admiral Fang Xiang of the Interstellar Navy of the Salga Federation is twenty-nine years old this year. She was born with a face that captivates the country and the city, and she is even more charming and charming enough to make every man lose his soul. No matter how cold she is, with a smile on her face, she will all be seductive. Its followers are numerous throughout the Salga military. Known as the flower of the Salga Navy.

And those who are familiar with this title know that the flower of the Navy does not only mean the coveted beauty of temptation, but also means the legend that the Salga Naval Academy is the first in the history of the Salga Naval Academy to graduate with the first grade in thirty-two disciplines! Since entering the navy, she has stood out among countless elites with her superhuman intelligence, not only recognized by Admiral Tolstoy as her goddaughter, but also became the supreme commander of the Longbow local fleet.

At this moment, Fang Xiang stood quietly in front of the huge landing porthole of the bridge, with white and slender fingers, holding a cup of light cyan ceramic coffee cup with light smoke, looking at the stars in the bright space. Seemingly calmly, it was the waves in her mind that were churning, and the fragments of these days came one after another, flashing in front of her eyes like a movie.

Ever since the doomed Battle of the Longbow, Fang Xiang has wandered the Freedom Passage with the remnants of his fleet to avoid the search of the Seuss Empire and the Salgar fleet.

Those desolate public galaxies, and the countless hidden space jump points with different coordinates of the passage level, not to mention the longbow fleet that fled into the free passage in a panic, even if it is the senior navigators of those smuggling ships mixed in the free world, how many percent of them understand this interstellar desert?

Relying on the small storage of coordinates by the navigation system, the scarred longbow local fleet could only maneuver around in the chaotic free lanes. For this fleet, which was denounced by Congress as a rebel, the future is so slim.

Fang Xiang didn't know where to go. In the first battle that day, she was ready to die for her country. If it weren't for Tolstoy's death order requiring her to lead the fleet out of battle, she would have died long ago. During these days of wandering, whenever he recalled the scene of Tolstoy's death with the ship that day, Fang Xiang hid in the room and cried like rain many times. The death of that venerable old man, and the situation of Salga at the moment, made her miserable.

However, no matter how sad she was, she could not show it. With a strong shell, she wrapped herself in a tough shell and calmly commanded the fleet every day in search of a passage for aircraft carriers and battleships. However, in this enigmatic free course, any wisdom is weak.

Several times, the fleet encountered gravitational reefs, meteor swarms, and even black holes. There are countless jump points that have been crossed by a long journey, but they have proven to be impassable dead ends, and they can only return the same way.

By the time they were at Longbow Base, the Congress had already cut off supplies. After a life-and-death battle, the Longbow fleet was even more scarred. Food is scarce, maintenance parts are scarce, and energy is used cleanly. The current fleet, in addition to barely being able to move with small thrusters, has long lost its combat capability.

If it hadn't happened to meet the pirate ship, they would have found their base. Fang Xiang didn't know where she would take the fleet at that time, she was almost about to collapse!

Just because of this little hope. She tightened the last string. It didn't break off.

In order to capture this pirate base. After obtaining the necessary supplies, Fang Xiang ordered the last solid compressed energy block of the entire fleet to be concentrated on a cruiser whose combat strength remained mostly intact. This is already the last effort she can make if the cruiser fails. It's all over.

"Major General!" Fang Xiang's contemplation was interrupted by the voice of the communications liaison officer, and she turned around to see the only coded communicator that supplied electricity to the entire ship, and the communication liaison officer was looking at her anxiously: "The Fen Yong sent a message that the pirate base guards are not strong. However, the external environment was extremely harsh, and the Brave failed to break through in time, and now, the main fleet of pirates has rushed back and is launching an attack on the Brave. ”

"How many warships does the enemy have, what model, and what equipment?" Fang Xiang's face remained unchanged. Can be a heart. But he clenched it tightly.

Of course, she knew that the Brave was the cruiser she had sent to attack the pirate base. When the battle plan was first formulated. The pirate base was observed for a long time. Determining that this base did not have enough strength to resist the cruiser's attack, Fang Xiang gave the order to launch a desperate attack.

Among the various consequences that had been considered, the appearance of the pirate fleet was the one Fang Xiang didn't want to see the last. Although the Longbow-class heavy cruisers were not afraid of ordinary pirate ships, if they damaged the tail propulsion system during the siege, it was all over.

"Eleven armed merchant ships, eight frigate-class plunderships, eight torpedo boats, and" The communication officer's face was pale, and his eyes avoided Fang Xiang's gaze: "Two Phoenix destroyers suspected of being eliminated by the Desik Empire, and a Polar-star cruiser of the Desik Empire." ”

If Fang Xiang was only nervous when he heard about those armed merchant ships, frigates and even the eliminated Phoenix destroyers, then when he heard that the pirates actually had a Polaris cruiser, Fang Xiang and all the officers present were left with despair in their hearts.

"Release the automatic space telescopic satellite and turn on the central computer." Fang Xiang walked up to the command platform, sat down slowly, looked around at the silent officers, and smiled sadly: "Gentlemen, young ladies, please raise your head, let's see our fleet, this last battle!" ”

In the starry sky, a small piece of armor on the top of a Napoleonic battleship, which was quietly suspended, silently moved away, revealing a circle on the hull. The circle slowly rises, and a cylindrical telescopic satellite stretches out its solar panels, detaches from its hull, and flies towards the side of the planet in the distance. Ten minutes later, the battlefield footage in the distance has been transmitted to the virtual screen of the main control console of the bridge through the distant satellite footage.

The picture, aiming at the light of wandering and entwining in the distance, gradually magnified,

A black Longbow-class heavy cruiser appears in the frame. How beautiful, everyone looked at it obsessively. The *** of the porthole of the cruiser, in the black starry sky, is as bright and dazzling as the performance lights of the opera house. Its main energy cannon, secondary cannon, and rotating turret flashed one after another, and it was as dazzling as fireworks.

It was wandering, fighting relentlessly, although, it was a battle that was doomed.

Next to the cruiser Brave were dozens of pirate warships, large and small.

These pirate warships, like swarms of drooling hyenas, surrounded the Brave to the death. They weaved up and down the starry sky, left and right, and shuttling in a chaotic manner, sometimes approaching the Brave, and sometimes running away quickly. Heavy artillery fire struck the Brave from all directions. The Brave's energy shield flickered in the cannon fire. It is like a lion surrounded by hyenas, embarrassed, but mighty.

The hyenas are draining its patience and destroying its will and physical strength. What makes it most helpless is that in front of it, there is always a beast of its size, eyeing the hyena herd.

Polar Star Cruiser! If it were the other day, the Brave would not hesitate to tear the old Desik to shreds. But now, with less than half of the basic reserves of energy, and the siege of dozens of large and small warships, the Fen Yong can only fight the trapped beasts.

"Even if it fails." Fang Xiang stared at the picture and said softly: "They are also our warriors. Isn't it? ”

Ear. There was a choked voice.

Tears burst out of Fang Xiang's eyes. She gripped the armrest of her seat tightly, tears in her eyes. The Brave is still dying on the battlefield screen. It was as if the figure of the old Tolstoy appeared. The old man. Clenched his fists tightly, he shouted Long live Salga

"I'm sorry!" Fang Xiang could no longer hold on to her disguise, she bent down and covered her face. Howling at the old man's figure, he cried, "I'm sorry! ”

The officers wept as they looked at the beautiful figure in front of them. Along the way, they don't know what a heavy burden is on this thin shoulder!

They never blame her for every decision she makes. In a situation like this, no one can do it better than her.

It's a common choice for all. From the moment they decided to resist in the Longbow system, they were aware of their future. That's a path to death. A lonely and bumpy road. But so what? Salga, not a weak country, this country, there is such a group of people, who have always straightened their backs!

Everyone in the fleet thinks they are part of this group. And incredibly proud!

The Brave was shot. A red energy shield that doesn't provide enough protection. An energy projectile from the main gun of the pirate cruiser. Pierced through the armor of the battleship, leaving a large hole in the hull. The Brave turned the rudder and continued to fire

An officer knelt straight. Tears flowed down his handsome face, and he clasped his hands and prayed for his comrades.

Time passed minute by minute, and the Brave was still fighting. The officers wept, bit their lips and clenched their fists. Many people have already turned their heads away and can't bear to look at it any longer.

Suddenly! A straight ray of light shot out from the corner of the picture, penetrating the tail of a pirate armed merchant ship as if hundreds of millions of years had passed, dozens of thick or thin rays of light poured into the pirate ship group, and the explosion flashed like fireworks, instantly illuminating the entire universe.

Fang Xiang looked at the picture blankly, and in the lower left corner, a strange ship the size of a cruiser revealed its reflective, hideous Ivy Planet of the Catalan Galaxy, which was a super-immigrant planet of the Naga Federation.

This planet, which has a freshwater inland sea that accounts for 30% of the total area and 800 million species of plants, is famous in the entire human society. The Ivy League has always been not only industrially developed, but also a tourist destination. Figuratively known as Green Paradise.

And at this moment, heaven has turned into hell.

In the sky, five black battleships, descending at high speed in the atmosphere.

The incomparably hard alloy hull reflects the icy glow in the sunlight. The heavy external armor, like a huge steel mosaic, with the hideous gun barrels and angular hull shape, shows their ruthlessness and strength.

The atmosphere, rubbed against it, glowed red on the bow and bottom of the battleship, wrapped in a blue energy shield. The five battleships, like five falling meteors, fell straight to the ground.

Lu Nan, the first rank admiral of the Republic of Lane, stood on the bridge of the destroyer Maverick, who was temporarily riding, with thoughtful black eyes, staring motionlessly at the planetary land in front of him that continued to expand beyond the horizon as the battleship descended.

As far as the eye can see, this planet, known as a green paradise, does not seem so pleasing to the eye.

The hills and plains, which were originally covered with dense vegetation, have been blown to pieces in many places. Mixed with the endless green, there are countless patches of exposed red and yellow layers of soil, which are particularly dazzling when viewed from the air.

Obviously, it was a place that had been plowed by energy cannons and missiles, or trampled by a flood of mechs. On a planet full of artillery fire, this ugly spot is spreading rapidly. Along the trenches around the city, along the main traffic arteries and the ubiquitous artillery fire.

Lu Nan felt a little ironic that in peacetime, such destruction was enough for the entire human society to launch a massive environmental protection movement. That one of them. Maybe it's yourself an environmentalist who loves to travel and mountaineer.

And now, no one cares about that. Fundraising or marching to protect the environment, not sparing a tree to cut down a tree. It can only happen in peacetime. When war comes. Even humans. It is also like wheat that has been cut down to the ground and poured into a pool of blood one by one, who cares if those plants live or die.

The people of both the Naga Federation and the Republic of Lane are now concerned with only one question - who will win this crucial Ivy League battle!

Several land-based armored fighters. Appears outside the huge porthole on the front of the bridge. They rolled lightly and quickly floated parallel to the battleship, silently forming an escort formation.

The pilot of the pilot, wearing a white helmet and a black glasses auxiliary controller, walked through the transparent cockpit and gave a military salute to Lunan in a chic manner.

Lu Nan raised his hand and returned the salute. Turned and walked off the console. The appearance of these fighters means that the ground base is not far away. At the same time, it also means that on this planet, air supremacy is not yet fully in the hands of the Republic of Lane.

It's going to be an uphill war!

As the commander-in-chief of the ground front in the Republic of Lane, Lu Nan was supposed to stay in the command room of the aircraft carrier Lion, the flagship of the Third Combined Fleet of Lane.

The reason why I came to the Ivy League planet in person is because the current situation of the ground army is very unsatisfactory. He needs to sit in the battle himself. And the opponent he faced. is commanding the Naga Federation Army on the Ivy Front front, galloping across the vast Ivy Land.

It was Lavinia, known as the first general of the Naga Federation. Banning!

In Lu Nan's eyes. A graduate of the Naga Federal Naval Academy, the Admiral has always been known for his steady tactical style. is a respectable opponent. A few weeks ago, he had already proved himself with his baton.

Originally, with the defeat of the Naga Federation in successive major battles, they had lost the two systems located east of Catalonia, and the fleet of the Republic of Lane almost bit the remnants of the Naga Federation's collapse and poured into the Catalan system.

At that time, the high-morale Lane fleet was overwhelming, and behind it, huge transport ships loaded with armored divisions and fully mechanized infantry divisions were ready to sweep across Catalonia's three major migrant planets. In the face of the almost complete collapse of the Naga Federal Army, the entire Republic of Lane is optimistic that the Lane Army can knock down the three immigrant planets of Catalonia!

But unexpectedly, Banning, who had just taken office as chief of the general staff of the three armies of the Naga Federation, stabilized the situation as soon as he arrived at the Catalan front. He commanded the hastily patched together Northeast Fleet of the Naga Federation, and blocked the space jump point!

That tragic air battle still makes Lu Nan feel palpitations when he thinks about it. That's not a battle anymore, it's a battleship, a human life is filling hell!

Three fleets, bought three days for Banning!

During these three days, he desperately gathered the remnants of his troops and desperately drew troops scattered throughout the Naga Federation. And these armies will be resolutely thrown into the battlefield. This kind of death-like tactic left the Republic of Lane at a loss. They didn't know why the numbers of those troops who were still fleeing just now appeared in front of them again, and they became so fierce that they were judged to be like two people.

The Lane Army attacked as hard as they could, trying to achieve a breakthrough. However, as time passed, when Naga's reinforcements appeared in Catalonia like a tide, the entire Ryan army let out a deep sigh.

They know that the best opportunity has been missed!

Since then, the two sides have formed a standoff along the Bass Mountains of the Ivy League. And this kind of stalemate, in a sense, is more cruel than the decisive battle with all your might! The two sides have continuously invested troops, turning strategic points into meat grinders for war.

No one can help anyone, but no one can be weak!

When the battle comes to this point, whoever can't withstand it first will completely collapse. Such a collapse will be like dominoes, leading to a global collapse!

An integrated division was pulled to the front, and another division was pulled up when it was defeated. One division is not enough, just two divisions, three divisions! When the positions were occupied by the enemy, counteroffensives were launched without interruption. Fill it with human lives, and you must also take back the position!

This kind of tug-of-war is so cruel that it makes people crazy. It starts with the two sides forming a stalemate in the Bass Mountains. The sound of artillery at the front. Never stopped. And the two countries are frantically amassing troops and supplies in Catalonia. It has never been cut off. Everyone is desperately trying to find the final decisive battle with superior forces! The decisive battle came one day earlier, such a torturous day. It's over a day early!

No one wants to fight like this, but no one can stop.

At this moment, there is no way back for the Naga Federation. The loss of the Catalan galaxy would mean the loss of nearly a billion people, 35 percent of the country's industrial productivity and 40 percent of the country's supply. This is absolutely unacceptable, therefore. Even if they put all their strength into the game, they must build a steel defense here to stop the Lane people.

And for the Republic of Lane, it is already difficult to ride a tiger.

War is a place that does not depend on the will of man and the earth. Opposite them are the most elite army armored divisions and space fleets of the Naga Federation. That country, has already exerted all its strength. Once they form a counteroffensive. Not only will the Republic of Lane lose the two systems that it had previously captured with great sacrifice. It will even collapse because of the loss of morale and living forces.

Lunan and Banning. There is no choice. To be selected as the commander of this national battlefield, they know very well what they are going to face. Therefore, the two tacitly chose to be closest to each other and use their actions to tell their army, whether it is the current tug-of-war or the future main decisive battle, it is a battle to the death!

The battleship soon arrived at its central base on the western outskirts of New Barcelona, the largest city in the Ivy League.

Under the watchful eyes of dozens of officers of Lane who were waiting at the airport, the destroyer Maverick slowly landed with the roar of anti-gravity devices.

The heavy hatch of the transport ship opened, and Lu Nan stepped down the escalator surrounded by three military staff officers.

At the center of the central base is a large military base in the Naga Federation. Now, the Lane Army has placed two giant transport ships that have been fully deployed in the north and south directions of this base.

Using giant transport ships as bases is a common practice in various teams today.

Once the transport ship is deployed, the interior is a barracks, training grounds, weapons depots, and hangars for land-based fighters, while the exterior is a mech-mounted apron, a fighter ejection runway, and a defensive system consisting of energy shields, armor, missile launch towers, and turrets.

Such a base is not only highly defensive, but also easy to move. As the ground forces advance, the base can keep a distance from the front line at any time! This, of course, requires complete air supremacy.

Lu Nan turned his head on the escalator and looked around, and there was a busy scene in the base.

Not far away, groups of heavily armed soldiers patrol the golden navigation line of the airport. Two military-green cargo mechs drove in a highway mode, pulling a long trailer full of munitions boxes towards the entrance of the towering giant transport ship.

The roar of the mecha engines in the training ground in the distance, the sound of the soldiers' passwords during drills, and the take-off and landing of patrol fighters were mixed together, and there was a lot of noise.

Walking down the gangway, dozens of high-ranking generals waiting not far away had already hurried up at this moment.

At the forefront was Lu Nan's old partner, Warren Lee, deputy chief of staff of the First Army. Lieutenant General Connery.

Seeing Connelly coming up, Lu Nan's footsteps suddenly slowed down.

has been partnered with Connery for many years, and Lu Nan knows that Connelly has always been an iron-blooded soldier who does not change his face even when the sky falls. But at this moment, Connery's face was unusually pale. His thin lips were pursed, and his face was extremely heavy.

"What's going on?" After saluting the saluting officers, Ronan shook Connery's outstretched hand.

"From the early hours of today to now, the Naga Federation Army has launched dozens of attacks on our defensive line. Six hours ago, the 139th Armored Division of the Feiyang Republic stationed at Haiziling on the eastern front of the Beth Mountains was completely annihilated under the attack of a coalition army of the Binarte and Naga Federations! I sent the 105th Panzer Division and the 331st Panzer Division to the top, and the four fully mechanized infantry divisions stationed along the Esien River also marched to the eastern front at the same time, but, ten minutes ago, we received news that the 105th Division and the 331st Division had been routed! The enemy not only ate our two armored divisions. And it directly penetrated the in-place blocking of four infantry divisions, and now, along the Esn River. A detour to the western front! ”

Connery said. It seems to be a little shaky.

Lu Nan's face. It had already turned pale, and he held Connery and asked urgently: "The 139th Armored Division of the Feiyang Republic is an A-level armored division equipped with the Ninth Generation Heavenly Punishment!" How could they be wiped out without making a sound? How many troops did the enemy concentrate in Haiziling?! ”

Connery's lips quivered, and he stared at Ronan with a strange look. After struggling for a long time, a sentence burst out of his mouth: "The 23rd and 74th Armored Divisions of the Naga Federation, as well as a mecha squad of the Ninth Armored Division of the Binalt Empire!" ”

After waiting for a long time, Lu Nan swallowed his saliva with difficulty and asked hesitantly, "Gone?" ”

"It's gone!" Connery licked his dry lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Take the lead attack." It's the mecha squad of the Binalt Empire. The 139th Division of the Republic of Feiyang resisted for four hours, and our two divisions relied on the six heights along the river to block in turn, but they only lasted three hours! Now, they are making a high-speed detour to the rear of our front, and the Naga Federation Army on the front has also launched a full-scale attack on the front line of Beth Mountain, and our troops can no longer be withdrawn! ”

After speaking. Connery beckoned. A staff officer came over with a battlefield recorder. He connected the battlefield recorder to a miniature portable display and activated the switch.

A red light rises from the indicator. Then it was divided into two strands and opened in a fan-shape, spinning rapidly. After the colorful light clusters disappeared, a picture of a battle appeared on the virtual screen.

In front of the positions scattered throughout the Nine Generations of Feiyang's Heavenly Punishment Mechas, thousands of Diga Federation Mecha were attacking under the leadership of nine Binarte Mecha of unknown models. The nine mechs at the front have heads and leaf-like shoulder pads like Spartan helmets.

Their slender bodies flickered, running at high speed on steep slopes, jumping and dodging from time to time, shooting, covering each other, and soon they were rushing into position

Looking at the mecha in the virtual picture, Lu Nan suddenly looked like ashes.

"Binalt's twelfth generation mecha, named the Adjudicator. He made his debut on the Ivy Planet, with a squad of troops, and cooperated with the two armored divisions of Naga to attack head-on, annihilating all of our 139th Armored Division, defeating the 105th and 331st Armored Divisions of Lane, and defeating the 11th, 275th, 39th and 16th fully mechanized infantry divisions and two regiments of the 16th Division. Detoured the western and southern fronts of the Bass Mountains, cooperated with the Naga Third Army and the Fifth Army to break through the line of the Lane Army. ”

"As of 11 June, the 23rd and 74th Armored Divisions of the Naga Federation had been fighting for 48 hours, crushing six armored divisions of our coalition forces and breaking through the defense line of Bethhill. Under the siege of the support forces of the Lane Army, he was reduced by two-fifths, and then was forced to join up with the enemy's Third Army and withdraw from the first line of the Bass Mountains to rest. The nine Adjudicators of the Binalte Empire, with no casualties, are still fighting. The mechs of our army directly killed and wounded in their hands were already close to two regiments. ”

Hastings moved quickly along the aisle with a flip on the lever on the armrest of his wheelchair while listening to the oral report of the staff officer who followed him quickly. The wheelchair stopped in front of the automatic alloy blast door, and after a green light swept through, the automatic door opened.

"Inform the War Department of Operations, now!" Hastings gave the order without looking back. The wheelchair enters, and the automatic door slowly closes.

A few minutes later, dozens of senior generals and staff officers of the War Department hurried to the conference room.

When the last staff officer walked into the conference room and sat down, without any foreword, Hastings's voice rang out in the conference room.

"I command! The 5th Mixed Group Fleet will immediately carry out the 121st battle plan and launch an attack on the airspace of Carlston Galaxy A79, and must spare no effort to completely annihilate the enemy's 21st and 34th fleets in this airspace! ”

"Order, the First Mixed Group Fleet immediately rushed to the Carlston Galaxy Noah System, cooperated with the Fourth Mixed Group Fleet, carried out the No. 7 battle plan, and annihilated the enemy's Ninth Mixed Group Fleet. Open the way to attack Binarte soil! ”

"Order, the 35th Fleet, set off immediately, with a total of thirteen B-class armored divisions and thirty fully mechanized infantry divisions of the eighth, ninth, 107th, and 109th of the army, and rush to the Republic of Lane, garrison the Cape of Lane system, and respond to the retreat of the Lane army."

"Order, the First Army of the Southeast Expeditionary Force and the Second Army will fully assist in the defense of the central star field of Lelei, and by December 1, the combined forces of Suss and Jeppen will be blocked outside the Lelei passage. Fisicella, commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force! ”

"Order, the whole army has entered a state of first-level combat readiness, the Southwest Military Region, the Northwest District Military District, immediately assemble troops in accordance with the No. 2 battle plan, and be ready to participate in the attack on the Binart Empire at any time! Inform the coalition command that an hour later, a telephone combat conference will be held. Also, give me a call to President Chakner right away, and I'm going to talk to him personally! ”

Hastings' sudden series of commands, like nuclear bombs, exploded in the conference room. The generals stared at each other with heavy faces, and no one knew why Hastings had ordered a massive attack at this time.

"What's the problem?" Hastings looked around.

"Your Excellency, Marshal." An army general finally couldn't help but stand up and asked: "Why did you choose this time to attack, it is not in the interests of the republic!" ”

As soon as the admiral's words came out, he regretted it, and the expression on his face became cramped and uneasy. Perhaps it was too much stimulated and impulsive, and he himself did not expect that he would speak to Hastings in such a questioning tone.

There was silence in the conference room.

After a long time, Hastings waved his hand and without explanation, he drove to the door in his wheelchair and said lightly: "We are soldiers, regardless of politics." Any military decision must be made in the light of the situation on the ground at that time, and I cannot answer your question. Let's do it! ”

A room full of generals and officers stood up and watched Hastings leave.

Suddenly, they felt that the back of this undefeated god of war looked so old and tired! Pig Lord Update. The thought flashed into their minds at the same time, but no one said it. Pig Lord Update

In the distance, Hastings' voice could be heard whispering to himself: "That's in the good of humanity!" ”