Volume 10, Chapter 86 Approaching

Federation of Leray, the central galaxy.

Two red Celestial Space Fighters shot out of the space carrier's ejection channel, one after the other.

At the moment when the fighters just left the catapult tunnel and entered the universe, their tail thrusters erupted with a dazzling light.

Under the action of the huge driving force, the beautiful and charming streamlined fuselage of the fighter turned into two red lightning bolts, swept over the long port side of a battleship, and flew upward.

Moments later, the plane, flattened in the bow, had risen above the fleet like two falcons.

Looking down from the suddenly open perspective of the fighter pilot, countless majestic steel warships, like brightly lit castles, are suspended in the silence of space. From near to far, from left to right, all the way to the end of the distant line of sight, boundless.

And directly in front of the ship group, a green planet that was half-light and half-dark, and its whole body was shrouded in rolling white clouds, like a prey targeted by countless sharks, silently and slowly rotating in the universe.

Fighters, like arrows from the string, broke away from the huge fleet. I want to fly in front of me in a cluster of fighters.

"G1207, G1208, ordered to join the combat sequence, request to join the formation." The pilot, whose face was completely obscured by an oxygen mask and a tactical helmet, reported loudly.

"Request permission, please pay attention to receive the code, join the formation according to Skynet guidance, keep the distance from the neighboring machine, over."

With the sound of the command from the communicator, the two fighters accelerated again, caught up and merged into the huge group, and slowly approached the beautiful planet that was half hidden in darkness and half bathed in the light of stars.

It's a shocking scene. With such a huge cluster of fighters, once it enters the planet's atmosphere, how much trauma it will bring to this beautiful planet, just thinking about it makes people shudder.

But that's not all.

If you look at the Skynet radar, you can see that this huge fleet is actually just one of a dozen clusters of the same size. On all sides of the planet, the huge Siyo space carriers are like beehives, desperately releasing space fighters of different colors and models. The entire planet is covered with numbered wandering points of light

In space, a huge white spaceship, escorted by several destroyers, hovered around the perimeter of the huge Western fleet.

The ship's bow emblem, as well as the Peace Flag above the bridge, make it clear that this is an observation fleet of the Supreme United Council of Mankind, not part of the operational sequence of either of the Western Covenant or the Filipino Alliance, nor of any independent sovereign state.

In the brightly lit hall of the spacecraft bridge observation center, observers and reporters from different countries and regions looked up at the television screen, exchanged heads and talked about each other.

Harriman squeezed two steps forward through the crowd. Walk closer to the big screen and near the porthole.

This is a tall and thin young man with a long beard. His sunken black eyes, slightly curly hair, and sun-kissed skin give him a sunny charm.

However, this charisma is only for Fijian people who are not racist. And in the eyes of the blonde and blue-eyed Sijol, all the features of Harriman reveal his disgusting inferior status

Such a guy is either a Kentai or a Gabo

Don't look at him wearing a decent dress, the sign on his chest shows his status as a special observer of the Supreme Council and a special correspondent of the "United Daily News", and he looks like a dog. If it were to be placed in the countries of the Western Covenant, it would be impossible for such a filthy inferior person to be in the same room with everyone, let alone squeeze around him

Several of the Westerners who were close to Harriman unconsciously turned sideways, showing a look of disdain and disgust.

One of them, a female reporter in her thirties with outstanding appearance, even glanced at Harriman several times with disgusting eyes, as if Harriman was blaspheming her if he walked within ten meters of her.

Seeing the eyes of the people around him, Harriman glared coldly one by one and spat on the ground.

Harriman was born in the Puditok Commonwealth. His parents were part of the country's middle class. On the outskirts of the capital there is a nice detached building with a front and rear garden, its own flying car, and even a private mech.

Harriman grew up laughing and laughing. In his little brain, everything in the world is so beautiful. This realization was not until he first heard about the Gabostar massacre during the Race War in history class.

From that day on, a dark door opened to him that he had never known existed.

As a Gabo, Harriman found himself unaware that at this time, even in neighboring Desik, there were thousands of Gabo people like himself, and the Kentai and other peoples, known as inferior peoples.

From birth, they are not allowed to be under the same roof as the superior people. They do not enjoy the benefits of the state, they are not allowed to enter non-designated schools, they are not allowed to enter the cities without special permission, and even in many Western Covenant countries, the nobles kill the untouchables of the lower races and only need to give a little money to get away with it

This realization made Harriman angry, painful and confused.

While rejoicing that he lived in a democratic country, he tried to do something for his fellow people in the Western Covenant. The blood of the Gabo tribe gave him an instinctive sense of mission.

After graduating from school, Harriman entered the news organization and became a military news reporter. In less than two years, he joined the "United Daily News" under the Supreme United Council of Mankind as a front-line reporter.

Founded at the end of the Race War, the Supreme United Council of Mankind is a high-standing and awkward institution.

Nominally, the Joint Parliament is the recognized supreme authority of all human nations. Its main programme is to settle disputes among nations, uphold justice and maintain peace. But in fact, it's all fart.

In this seemingly fair organization, weak countries have little say. The entire United Parliament is dominated by those powerful powers.

They can push parliament to pass resolutions authorizing them to wage war as long as they wish. Even if there is an occasional lack of parliamentary mandate because of misalignment of interests, that is nothing. It's just a fig leaf missing. Anyway, in the name of justice, there are freedoms, human rights, territorial integrity, and what you want

The Speakers of the Joint Parliament may sternly warn some small, uninteresting countries that they will call on the great powers to intervene in regional conflicts by force, but they will never bother with the affairs of these powerful powers.

Harriman had only been working for the United Daily for a year when war broke out.

The Supreme Union of Mankind exists in name only. The parliament building, which used to be full of traffic, is now full of people. Except for some ordinary staff members from various countries who stayed behind, the senior officials have all gone.

However, this institution has existed for thousands of years. Her influence is not only at the political level, but also penetrates into the economy, culture, science, education, charity and other fields of the human world.

Among its subordinate institutions are charitable foundations, the International Monetary Fund, the Trade Organization, the Union Bank, the Organization for Educational and Scientific Development, the Organization for Human Rights, and the Organization for the Protection of Environment, Religion, Natural Heritage and Culture.

No matter how lively the human world is, no matter who the victor is, these organizations have a need for their existence. And the signboard of the United Council of Mankind is an excellent prop for putting on the cloak of justice for war.

If nothing else, at least the post-war "just trial" could not be better in her name.

While many of his colleagues resigned and left due to lack of funds and the impact of the war, Harriman stayed. His sense of mission told him that with the outbreak of war, not only would these inferior peoples of the Western Covenant suffer even more, but even those who had lived carefree in a democratic country would lose everything they had in the war. Including freedom and dignity.

Maybe he wasn't strong enough to change that. However, he is still a reporter for United Daily News. He can use his pen to record everything that happens in this authoritative media under the Supreme Council of Mankind.

What's more, through the observation mission organized by the Joint Parliament, he was able to observe the war up close

For many years, the organization of observers from neutral countries and protection organizations such as human rights and the environment to watch the war has become the only important task of the Coalition in wartime. Observers of neutral countries use this to inform domestic foreign policy. The work of the observers of the major organizations is to try to ensure that human rights and the environment do not suffer major catastrophes.

Such silent observations are usually not rejected. After all, warring parties sometimes need to use these observers for propaganda and influence over certain countries.

The victimized parliament took the observers to the site of the massacre to cry and denounce. The victor will show his strength, calm a neutral nation that is about to move, deter his potential enemies, and win over potential allies.

Of course, there will be a very strict set of procedures for the observation team to enter the war zone to observe.

First of all, only those who have been identified and vetted will be allowed to enter the designated area of the battlefield to watch the battle. Second, observers must remain in designated locations, identify themselves with lights and flags, and turn in or turn off all electronic devices that are not permitted. The catastrophic consequences of any misleading move can only be borne by oneself.

It can be said that every member of the Mission risked his or her life.

No one really thought that their identity and the frigates attached to the United Council could stand up to the fleets of the Western or Filipino Allies. If the ship goes where it shouldn't go or sees something it shouldn't, then they are likely to remain in the universe forever, just like the observation ships that have wrecked for various reasons in history.

Of course, as long as there are no accidents happening, the belligerents will not have any disadvantage to the observation ship. After all, in the case of an electronic blockade on the battlefield, the level of electronic equipment belongs to the civilian level of observation ships, and it is impossible to have any impact on the war situation.

Real-time video, reporting?

Don't even think about it

The observation ship was only allowed to enter the airspace of Lelei three days ago. In addition to the observers from the neutral countries and the major organizations of the United Parliament, there were also many independent observers and media reporters from the Alliance of the Philippines and the Western Treaty, who were unable to enter the respective camps for various reasons.

What will happen to people from the opposing camp on the same ship, even a fool can imagine.

However, after all, everyone is just some ordinary people. Although the antagonism is serious, they can't do things that can be done with guns and guns, and things that can be done with fists and feet are also a bit difficult. As a result, fights usually take place in verbal altercations. Mocking each other and belittling each other is a powerful and enjoyable thing for them.

As he squeezed into the crowd, Harriman didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

It was only when he stood by the porthole that he realized that this was the territory of the Sijor. Centered on the female Western reporter in her thirties, there were seven or eight Western reporters around.

This discovery did not make Harriman flinch. On the contrary, he was filled with excitement and pleasure at being able to make these damn Western racists uncomfortable. Over the years, he has competed with his colleagues in the United Council of Mankind.

Just as Harriman glared at the Celestial and rattling, a chubby young man and a tall man with glasses squeezed into the crowd and walked up to him.

"Harriman, so you're here. We've been looking for you for a long time. The chubby young man smiled and patted Harriman on the shoulder. As he spoke, he and the tall young man with glasses glanced coldly at the people around him.

The fat young man's name is Tom. Berg, the young man with glasses named Ren Shang, came from the Republic of Feiyang and the Republic of Chakner, respectively, and were all Harriman's peers.

Since boarding the ship, the three have become friends. They are all young men with strong blood, and they have clashed with a group of Western people along the way. At this time, seeing Harriman standing in the middle of a group of unkind Westerners, Berg and Ren Shang naturally walked over and unceremoniously showed their hostility to the surrounding Westerners.

"What for?" Seeing the ferocity on Berg's face, the female reporter couldn't help but take a step back and exclaimed fiercely.

"Don't do anything" Berg's mouth has always been vicious, and he glanced up and down at the woman, contemptuously.

"You" The woman's face turned pale with anger.

The companions next to her were furious and scolded one after another.

"Indecent embryos"

"Damn the Filipino Beast"

At this moment, suddenly, a neutral observer not far away shouted: "The battle is about to begin"

Hearing this voice, everyone forgot about the contradiction in front of them and turned their heads to look at the home screen.

On the main screen, twelve huge warplanes were already pressed outside the planet's atmosphere like dark clouds. Behind them, the protagonists of this landing battle, eight giant transport ships, have also emerged from the boundless fleet

"It's the Emperor class" Seeing these eight giant transports flying towards Lelei's capital star under the strict escort of the battleship, Harriman's heart sank.

As a military correspondent, Harriman was well versed in West's capital warships.

He knew that this kind of transport ship was the largest giant transport ship in the Binart Empire, not only had the ability to transport ten armored divisions at a time, but also had extremely terrifying defense. It has never been shot down since its birth.

Moreover, after the landing is deployed, it can be transformed into a huge fortress-type forward base. Its electronics, materiel carrying capacity, and defense capabilities were enough to sustain a month-long battle for an army group that included armored divisions, mechanized infantry divisions, and land-based fighter brigades.

Due to the extremely high cost of construction and the extremely demanding requirements for materials and construction workmanship, only a total of twelve ships have been built in the Binarte Empire to date. Over the years, the 100% success rate of the Queen-class mega transport ship and its strong logistical support capabilities have earned it the nickname "Nightmare".

And in front of him, there are eight nightmares that account for two-thirds of all the Emperor-class transports in the Binarte Empire

Harriman, Berg, and Ren Shang looked at the big screen, and their hearts became colder and colder.

Although before entering the Lelei Federation, they actually didn't have much hope for this battle. However, after all, deep down, there is still a little luck in the hope of the victory of the Filipino coalition.

And now, the appearance of these eight giant transport ships has made their expectations disappear without a trace.

"Look, it's General Sober's landing fleet, wow, it's the Emperor class"

"Haha, the Fei Alliance is miserable"

"I still want to prevent the landing of General Sober's fleet, go on a dream. Until now, those Filipinos can't even see a shadow."

"Looks like we can stay at the hotel in the capital of Lelei tonight."

In my ears, the voice of the female reporter of Xiyo and her companion was heard.

The huge Western fleet outside the window makes these Western reporters particularly confident. In the face of the three Harrimans, they deliberately showed that arrogant appearance.

One of the middle-aged people said: "I estimate that in less than two hours, the battle in the atmosphere will be over." As soon as our army's transport ships land, the Lelei Federation will be finished."

"Then I have to prepare the manuscript in advance," the female reporter pursed her lips and smiled, glancing at Harriman proudly, "I really don't know how the media of those losers will report on such a suspenseless battle." It must have been painful to write a report like that. ”

"Shut up" Berg clenched his fists and glared at the Celestial viciously.

His violent roar made the female reporter look disgraced, and at the same time, it also made the people in the entire viewing hall turn their heads one after another, noticing the tense conflict between the two sides in this corner.

Several guards, who had been standing outside to maintain order, quickly squeezed into the crowd and moved closer to this side.

"Berg, don't be like these idiots." Harriman grabbed Berg by the hand. glanced coldly at the people of Xiyue, and sneered: "Two hours to take down the atmosphere, no one can say it except idiots"

As he spoke, Harriman, who was very experienced, pointed to the West Fleet outside the window and said to Berg and Ren Shang: "Their transport ships are still scattered in different directions, and they are not assembled at all. The fighter group only maintained the current oppressive posture and did not enter the atmosphere for a long time. All this shows that they are not sure that they will carry out the landing immediately. ”

He glanced at the people of Xiyue sarcastically, and said, "Dispatching fighters and pulling out transport ships is just a tactic." Create a little tension for the Fiji fleet and lure them in. Not to mention two hours, it's not uncommon for this to go on for another ten hours."

Harriman's analysis was nodded in approval by many military observers from neutral countries.

In the eyes of these connoisseurs, this is indeed the case.

Although on the surface a group of fighters has been dispatched, transport ships have also appeared. But the center of gravity of the fleet has always been on the fleets that wander in the outer waterways.

The appearance of giant transport ships and warplanes is more of a threatening gesture than a preparation for a landing. This state of affairs would probably remain in place for several hours before the appearance of the Fiji fleet

The middle-aged man who had just spoken wildly for two hours to win the Lelei Star was red-faced in the sneering gaze of the onlookers.

"No matter how many hours, General Sober will win anyway" Annoyed and angry, he glared at Harriman and said fiercely: "Inferior people, when this war is over, you will understand what will happen if you talk to superior people like this"

Harriman's face turned pale all of a sudden.

This sentence pierced the deadliest wound in his heart. However, instead of fear, it brought him extreme anger

From the outbreak of the war, he knew that once the Western people won the war, all the people like himself in the Filipino League would fall from the paradise of freedom to hell.

"Stupid*, you won't succeed" Under the silent gaze of the people, Harriman responded to the vicious provocation of the middle-aged man with a middle finger: "Never"

In the void 3.6 million kilometers away from the capital of the Lelei Federation, the fleet of the Filipino Alliance was quietly suspended.

In the command room of the flagship [Heidefeld], the atmosphere was a little depressing. The officers and men worked in silence, raising their heads from time to time and looking anxiously at the Skynet screen and the empty command seat.

Did you just give up?

This question is like a heavy stone, pressing on everyone's hearts and making people breathless.

Since the retreat of the Twin Horn Corridor, the fleet has not stopped. The Xiyue fleet behind him was biting like a mad dog, and the broken fleet went through several bloody battles before covering the main force to safely retreat into the central star field of Lelei.

A tragic jump point blockade ensued. Although the coalition forces relied on the terrain to repeatedly repel the attacks of the Western fleet. However, there were so many ships in Siyo that they could fill the three-minute engine stagnation time with their numbers

Blocking the opponent for a few days is already the limit of what the coalition forces can do. Before the losses rose further, the commander Tian Xingjian gave the order to abandon the jump point.

This order caused an uproar among the coalition forces*. Many officers and soldiers are still difficult to understand and not to mention the jump point, which is the capital of the Lelei Federation, and it is the countless Lelei people. Speaking of losing the last barrier of the jump point and the base of the capital star, where else can the Southeast Coalition Army stop Sober?

However, an order is an order after all, and no matter how much you don't understand it, you can only carry it out.

After abandoning the jump point, the coalition forces fought and retreated under the command of the fat man. Relying on the central galaxy's shipping lanes, strategic points, and obstacle zones, it is constantly blocked.

Compared to the previous fierce battles with Double Star Horn and Jump Point, the battle at this stage is relatively mild.

After breaking through the jump point, he did not rush to seek a decisive battle with the main force of the Fijian Alliance, and turned a blind eye to several Yin* attacks by the Fijian Allied Army. They spread out left and right, steady, and approached Leray's capital star in a dragnet pattern. Fight for control of shipping lanes and strategic points along the way.

Around the surrounding shipping lanes, a series of skirmishes broke out between the two sides.

Although the Filipino Allied forces could only retreat step by step under the powerful offensive of the Western Treaty Army, and saw that the surrounding shipping lanes and strategic points were controlled by the enemy, the officers and soldiers found that the coalition forces were much more united than before. Although the generals such as Fujii Tsuyoshi and Barras did not complain, the officers and soldiers below no longer quarreled over the southward strategy.

Everyone is fully engaged in this war.

At this stage of the battle, they were all commanded by fat people. As far as his conducting skills are concerned, he didn't show anything that would surprise everyone. But it's pretty decent. Coupled with the assistance of famous generals Russell, McKinley and Rabinski, the Allies did not suffer much at this stage. On the contrary, because of several sneak attacks by the bandits, they took a small advantage.

However, this could not stop Sober's footsteps.

Step by step, the coalition forces have basically lost all the shipping lanes and strategic points around the capital star of Leray. Especially after the Filipino Allied forces jumped to the periphery, the Western Covenant Army accelerated the preparations for the landing battle on the capital star.

On the Skynet screen, what is displayed at this moment is the television screen transmitted back by the stealth reconnaissance ship.

Through the screen, you can clearly see the group of fighters that are constantly approaching the planet and the several broken and dilapidated spaceports that are quietly suspended like ghosts in front of them.

These spaceports were all destroyed by order of the fat man.

In order to prevent the people of the West from taking advantage of the Babel Tower of the airport and the ground airfield. The Lelei people planted a large number of bombs in dozens of large and small military and civilian airports.

On the very day that the Fyan Allied Fleet abandoned the internal airspace and turned to the periphery to fight, a violent explosion was like a necklace of flames, wrapped around the capital star. The burning flames turned the sky of every city red. The wreckage that fell into the atmosphere, like a meteor shower at the end of the world, was wrapped in fire and rushed to the ground. The scene was spectacular.

Up to now, the officers and men of the Filipino Alliance have not forgotten the embarrassment of the Western Fleet in a hurry to evade outside the airport. At least three *-class fleets trying to seize the port were swallowed up in the explosion. The red flames and the huge white light clusters shone on the armor of the battleships that arrived one after another, and the light flickered. Like a warning slogan made of blood and fire

This is a warning from the people of Leray. A series of explosions at dozens of airports built with huge sums of money are their determination to resist to the end and not hesitate to die together

Maybe it's because there's no airport for warships to dock, or maybe it's because they're horrified by the desperation of the Lelei. Knowing that it was going to face a tough landing battle, the Western Fleet slowed down the pace of the attack. Instead, it took three full days to build a defensive chain on the periphery of the capital star.

Just looking at the chain of defense that makes people's scalps tingle like a cocoon, the officers and soldiers of the Filipino Alliance can only pray in silence for the army and the people on the capital planet of Lelei.

The current situation is different from the jump point, and it is also different from the double star corner corridor.

The Western Fleet blockaded the entire capital star. Every shipping lane, every strategic point in the periphery, was garrisoned by the Western Fleet. Under this kind of chain defense formation, no matter which part of the Fiji Allied fleet is attacked, they will be entangled like ropes.

If you want to defeat them, you must use multi-point attacks and break down more than three key positions in their defense chain at the same time, cutting off their defense chain

But that's easier said than done

Not to mention that the strength of the Western Covenant is twice that of the coalition forces, the commanders of the two sides alone are not at the same level.

This kind of battle is far more complicated than the battle of the jump point. The requirements for the command level of the commander are also higher.

Sober, who led the Western Army, was the second-ranked general in the world, and at the beginning of the Battle of the Double Star Horn, he showed his command skills in commanding 90 fleets at the same time, while he was a fat man from a mechanic

The officers and men of the fleet quietly watched the picture transmitted back by the stealth warship.

No one knows how the fat man will lead everyone to fight this battle after jumping to the periphery to fight. I don't know if I can set foot on land again after today, wake up in the morning light, and hear the wake-up call and running sound of the barracks.

Now, the battle is about to begin.

The commander of the coalition forces, General Tian Xingjian, has not yet appeared in his command seat

"Lao Tzu fought with you" The fat man gritted his teeth and looked at the screen, his fingers flying on the tactical keyboard

As his order was sent, the fleet, like an arrow from the string, launched a frantic charge against the enemy on the opposite side.

"Kill"

When the fleet smashed into the enemy's main formation along the cracks that had been broken, slicing through the enemy's command cluster like a knife, the fat man's blood gushed all over his head and he jumped up from his chair with a sudden thud. He waved his fists, his eyes red and screamed.

The bitter battle ended with the explosion of the enemy flagship.

The cheers of "won" resounded throughout the tactics room

At the door of the tactics room, a staff officer and a guard who stood and waited couldn't help but glance at each other, their eyes glazed.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't have believed it if you killed them, but when Xiyo's army had already been dispatched, that fat man was playing [Decisive Victory] in the game cabin

What's even more unbelievable is that not only the fat man is messing around here, but a group of world-famous Fijian generals are also making trouble together.

McKinley, Rabinski, and Fujii Tsuyoshi took it upon themselves to play for the fat man in the game. Several famous generals teamed up to bully those players who didn't know why, and in three days, they swept the entire game leaderboard, killing people everywhere.

And Marchia, Blatter, Russell, Zhang Pengcheng, Douglas, Lechte, Marshall and other generals either stood next to them, or watched the excitement through communication video.

The fat man won the last game, and the cheers of these usually steady and serious guys were almost like defeating Sober

What happened to him?

"Zi", the hydraulic lever of the game cabin made a soft sound, the hatch opened, and the fat man walked out. Looking back at the battle data on the game screen, for a while, I was in a trance.

Seventy-two hours of sleepless work, and today, he had finally mastered the basic tactics taught by Hastings