The Waterfall of Light represents the Wandering battle group, and the Fire Torrent on the other side is the Imperial Army. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Liao Fan himself didn't know how to break through the enemy's crazy resistance and come to such an inconspicuous place.

After destroying the satellite cannon, the No. 3 ship was like a hornet's nest, desperately escaping under the pursuit of hundreds of artificial light points. It's not that the enemy's pursuit was not thought of beforehand, but such a large battle is really beyond the scope of imagination.

It's one thing to be prepared, it's another to actually see it. Expect a group of Imperial ships to charge towards you. Liao Fan, who originally had the idea of looking for an opportunity to retreat after the shallow battle, was also in a mess.

Poker's face was unusually nervous and pale, and he was so engrossed in maneuvering the assault ship to escape that he didn't even bother to explain it to the nominal captain.

Hou Jasmine was speechless in fright. If the previous few small battles were the transformation of new recruits into qualified soldiers, such a battlefield would require veterans to cope with. Jasmine was obviously stunned, and she couldn't do anything except learn from her big eyes and chatter teeth.

Ivan sat in the navigator's position and looked around blankly, forgetting to even scold, his fat lips kept trembling, and he couldn't get a complete word out.

The only one who can help Liao Fan is Fang Hushan. The more critical it gets, the more reliable this guy is. While helping Liao Fan correct the intelligence parameters, he contacted the officers and men on the ship, stabilized morale, and issued maintenance instructions. Busy with methodical, very reliable person.

The No. 3 ship was not destroyed on the spot, mainly because of the right timing. The Imperial Army was unprepared and gave it a loophole.

As for how long he can survive in the enemy's encirclement and interception, it mainly depends on Liao Fan's choice. He used reverse thinking, not far away, but close to the satellite cannon to sail. This trick caused more than half of the Imperial army to catch the wrong direction, and the other half turned around temporarily in surprise.

Not only did the No. 3 ship circle around the satellite guns, but he also saw the right moment to get back into the cover of the garbage patch.

On the radar screen, the virtual route is cut off, and several red dots indicate that the enemy has taken the lead. He decisively gave up the idea of returning the same way, and then chose to risk a distance of 30 meters close to the satellite cannon and sail tangentially.

Change course as the gray streamer grazes the edge of the satellite cannon. The blocking fire of the Zidian squadron was extinguished.

"What's next?"

Jasmine subconsciously raised her voice, even though she didn't have to do it at all, the whole ship could hear it.

"Wait for your chance."

Although Liao Fan's answer was calm, it couldn't give people a sense of trustworthiness.

"Wouldn't you just let us die?"

Xiong also regained his senses, and his first reaction was to scold the street.

The situation of ship No. 3 was not much easier than that of crossing the fire net. Get close to the satellite cannon and shuttle between various protruding buildings and antennas. The human brain cannot handle the navigation in this situation, and it all relies on the ship's intelligent system, with the help of intelligence information, to formulate the route, determine the speed, and so on.

On the bridge, you can only see the assault ship coming from east to west. Each time, it was a fraction of a second to dodge the impact.

The sense of urgency of dying at every turn finally made the four people on the bridge put aside their prejudices and tide over the difficulties together. Jasmine regained some of her mobility and began to assist Fang Hushan in controlling the interior of the spaceship. Xiong also stopped scolding the street, so that Liao Fan's ears could be quiet.

Ship No. 3 temporarily relied on the satellite guns to get a respite. However, the overall situation has not improved, they are deeply encircled, there are no reinforcements outside, there is no support inside, they are like duckweed without roots, and it is not surprising that they can be wiped out at any time.

The battlefield environment began to change. A large number of light groups abandoned the encirclement of the No. 3 ship and gathered at the boundary of the spaceport. Judging from their rushing colors and chaotic formations, we can judge the haste of the Imperial Army's orders. It is estimated that the Wanderer battle group is about to reach the jump position, and the Imperial army is about to lose the meat in their mouths, and they are desperate. This is the opportunity he was waiting for.

Taking advantage of the chaos around it, the No. 3 ship leaped out of the shadows.

Immediately, more than a dozen points of light moved in this direction.

"What's the difference between being hunted by a hundred enemies and being hunted by ten enemies, do we have a chance of surviving?"

Xiong muttered angrily, talking about the embarrassment of the moment. The problem faced by the No. 3 ship was that even if a large number of enemies were diverted, there would still be a sufficient number of Imperial troops left to deal with it. In other words, the role of the battle group diversion is limited.

The Imperial Army did not have many troops left, but it was enough to deal with a half-crippled assault ship. 9 purple electric fighters, 1 assault ship and 1 destroyer. Liao Fan didn't have time to despair, he decisively overloaded the main engine, which was already overwhelmed.

The Viking-class assault ship finally returned to its normal combat speed and stumbled forward.

The Imperial Army did not slack off. Let others touch under their noses, shaking the strategy of the whole army, no one will look down on this opponent again, even if the other party is already at the end of the day, the imperial army will go all out.

Liao Fan observed the movements of the Imperial Army. The pursuing force sent assault ships in pursuit from the tail, the brisk space fighters made a detour, and the destroyers pressed steadily behind. He let out a long sigh, and the enemy finally didn't give him a chance.

That said, we can't sit still. The assault ship yawed slightly. At the end of the route, there is a large meteorite area, as long as you can escape into the meteorite area, there is still a chance.

As if satirizing his delusions, on the radar, flashing red points of light easily blocked the path to the meteorite area.

He heard himself swallow. Liao Fan had to admit that after experiencing the most brutal war, he still couldn't face life and death calmly. Is this time going to kill his companions?

I am unwilling, but I can't do anything. He didn't regret his decision, because if he didn't do that, it wouldn't be any better. He was just dissatisfied with his own ability, and if he had Falken's tactical literacy, he might be able to see a way out.

Thinking about the path of retreat, his eyes did not glance at the entrance to the life-saving pod next to the bridge.

Behind the No. 3 ship, about 70 kilometers away, the enemy Stardust-class assault ship was advancing unhurriedly. On both wings, the purple electric fighters were divided into two groups and were outflanking in front. Farther to the rear, the enemy destroyer slowly followed, and by the way, blocked the possibility of the No. 3 ship reflexively breaking through.

After thinking nervously, a resolute look appeared on his face.

"Fang Hushan, the ship's life-saving pods are activated and launched at any time."

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The Wanderer battle group swept across the sky like a waterfall, the Imperial ships pursued angrily, and the No. 3 ship struggled in despair. Everything is happening right in front of your eyes like a somatosensory TV series.

Unlike the fierce and fiery scene, the No. 4 ship quietly lurked in the shadows. Waiting for the opportunity to come.

Edlaide did not want the sinking of the No. 3 ship, and he had mixed feelings about it. It's not just the plot of comrades who were born and died together, and it's not all about feeling the injustice encountered by the No. 3 bridge group. He looks at them more in terms of looking at their competitors. He hoped that ship No. 3 would survive so that he would have a chance to overtake them.

The previous feeling of guilt for dragging people into the pit gradually faded. Seeing the Imperial Army in such hot pursuit, perhaps following the mothership would be a more dangerous option.

He had already figured out that the change in the No. 3 bridge group came from the newly deployed gunner Liao Fan. It's said to be a problem person. Regardless of that man, it was in fact his arrival that made the worst bridge group in the battle group sharper.

Edlaide has a quirk that he likes to set up the guy who has the best to be his opponent, and he will not give up until he surpasses his opponent. Now Liao Fan is undoubtedly the opponent he has set.

Ship 3 fled in all directions, almost returning to the garbage strip for shelter. What a failure. If it weren't for the strength of the enemy he intercepted, Edlaide would have even wanted to expose the No. 4 ship and help them escape.

It's a pity that the Imperial Army's strategy was steady, and the deployment of troops was moderate, so he was not given any chance.

Undeterred, the No. 3 ship rose up close to the non-functional satellite cannon and made an extremely close circle around the large space building. The Imperial Army had no way to take it for a while.

Edlaide frowned, trying to think of a way to rescue him, and the officers and men of the No. 4 ship quietly waited for the captain to give the order to attack. He was determined not to act recklessly and to take responsibility for the lives of 13 officers and soldiers.

Unusual fluctuations in energy caught the attention of the detectors, and thousands of kilometers away, a large number of space shocks were occurring. That's when the battle group arrives in a jumpable area and is performing a group jump. The frightened wasps seemed to be able to halt the Imperial Army. From the perspective of the No. 4 ship, it looks like someone has pressed the pause button of the somatosensory TV series.

Immediately, the communication loop received a large amount of encrypted information, and a large number of Imperial ships turned into streamers and flew towards the air. The success of the battle group in escaping danger should be a happy thing, but Edlaide is not excited, which means that they are trapped in the spaceport area with Ship 3. Loneliness and the anticipation of danger surrounded him, as if he were covered in a wet suit, heavy and difficult to shake off.

At the satellite gun, the No. 3 ship flew out, it must have used an overload method to stimulate the power of the main engine, the course of the spacecraft was unstable, and the light spot of the main engine flashed and disappeared.

Eleven Imperial troops, large and small, pursued the No. 3 ship.

"It's our turn! Ship No. 4 sortie. ”

Bright engine flares illuminated the wreckage area, and in the overflowing bright white light, the black silhouette cut a thin line and disappeared into the depth and immensity.