A Stardust-class destroyer circled around the wreckage of the space station. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it launches fire from time to time to attack the cosmic garbage located at the core, and there is nothing to gain except to create more garbage. The destroyer carefully did not approach the wreckage, as if it was afraid of something, and finally it turned its bow and left the area.

"It's gone." , Jasmine's announcement contained a hint of relief.

"Very good, let's go too!" , poker face Liao Fan said.

"Where?"

"You're the captain, haven't you thought about the next step?"

Facing Liao Fan's questioning, Jasmine blushed. She lowered her head and inked for a moment.

"I was supposed to continue the mission, but now that it's like this, can I really continue to fight?"

"The number of injured increased to seven. The maneuvers all went up. The defensive magnetic field failed, and the power of the main engine was only half of normal, to be exact, our ship was already in a half-destroyed state. Fang Hushan is very good at quietly bringing despair to the superiors. Jasmine's face was bloodless when she heard his words. Liao Fan stared at the chief of affairs for a long time, making sure that he didn't mean it, so he could only shake his head.

When I looked back and saw that Jasmine was still there entangled, I muttered to myself. This girl sometimes seems to be very angry, can calmly face setbacks and her own shortcomings, is willing to accept the advantages of others, and has the demeanor of a ship's long. However, most of the time, she is so immature, she is simply a little guy who does not know the world. Is it really hard to figure out?

"We have no choice but to fight."

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Under Liao Fan's forced gaze, Jasmine unconsciously lowered her head, as if he was the real captain. She muttered quietly, "We're so weak that we can't make a difference... ”

"Humph! How can it not work, and do not look at who is on this ship. ”

The Viking 3 dragged the ruined hull and headed for the center of the battlefield at half the usual speed.

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A large number of Imperial warships and space fighters shuttled through the spaceport, and from time to time, the line of fire fired by fortress guns crossed the distance of several kilometers, and along the way, starships dodged one after another.

The Wanderer is not difficult to find, and the place where the battle is most intense is where it is.

Hundreds of space fighters are clamoring around him. Close defense artillery group, each salvo causes dozens of explosions. Under the attack of laser beams and dense artillery arrays, the flying anti-ship missiles have turned into brilliant short-lived supernovas.

The ten-kilometer-long mothership, rushing left and right like a fighter, although it was scarred, did not see it pause slightly. Every time you are forced back by powerful firepower, you will inevitably break through in a new direction.

The Imperial Army used a large number of Purple Lightning-class space fighters to surround the Wanderer, and fought fiercely with the Wasp-class space fighters to prevent the Wanderer from escaping too fast. Whenever the Wanderer was about to leave the harbor area, it was either a blocking line formed by a large number of cruisers, or a battleship was eyeing it. Each time, the Ranger was able to push it back a moment before it succeeded.

The atmosphere on the bridge was gloomy, and the faces of the officers and men were ugly. From time to time, people looked back at the commander's location.

Zhang Zhen's round body stood in the middle of the bridge. There was no joy on his face, and one order after another was given, and the Wanderer moved in all directions according to his orders, and was not discouraged despite repeated setbacks.

"It's really embarrassing, and I can't share your worries at this time." , Chief of Staff Kim Jong-tae looked ashamed.

"Don't feel sorry for yourself there, you don't have to win or lose, and if you apologize, let's wait until I'm dead!"

Zhang Zhen was very excited. Yes, it wasn't as some might think, the exhilarations in him outweighed the frustration, and he was wrapped in an indomitable fighting spirit.

The capture of the Lagrange Spaceport and the ambush of the Imperial Army are unchangeable facts and unavoidable circumstances. For him, instead of reviewing this inevitable failure, which is like a natural disaster, it is better to do something more constructive.

The Imperial Army came prepared, and the Grand Fleet, including the super-capital ships, surrounded the Wanderer. He was ready to sacrifice, under normal circumstances, the enemy only needed to limit the movement of the Wanderer, interfere with its space jump, and bombard it with the battleship's main guns, and in a few minutes, the giant ship would be wiped out. Any resistance is futile in this situation.

The war did not go as he had imagined. The Imperial Army only used the battleship as a wall on the way through the Wanderer, and as for the terrifying 4600 mm caliber main gun, it was not used once. The Imperial Army's attacks were dominated by space fighters and troop carriers, and the intention to capture the Wanderer could not be more obvious.

In that case, the Wanderer is not a complete defeat. Wanting to capture this mothership, especially under his control, the Imperial Army must have thought too much. There was a hint of murder in his kind eyes, which frightened the chief of staff beside him, and his face was cloudy.

"Commander, the enemy is trying to block the airspace around the mothership, and it is extremely dangerous to withdraw the group at this time!"

On the other side of the screen, Zuma's expression looked embarrassed, and he tried his best to control his emotions and tell Zhang Zhenchen about the stakes.

"What are you fooling around here, that's what I wanted. Shen Tianhao, how are you preparing there? ”

The chimpanzee-like tactical commander was left to dry, and Zhang Zhen turned to contact the Marine Corps commander. He had a faint smile on his face, as if it wasn't the Wanderer who was besieged.

"Well, it's all ready. Sir, will the enemy really do that? Shen Tianhao, who was sturdy and well-proportioned, did not immediately respond to the commander's inquiry, but showed an uncertain expression. His image sits alongside Zuma's on the same communication screen, one with a sad face, the other with a puzzled face. From them, you can see that the morale of the officers and men of the Wanderer is undoubtedly low.

Zhang Zhen secretly sighed in his heart that the strength of his subordinates was insufficient. If it was the elite division at the beginning, no matter how difficult the scene was, why would it be so frightened that just being surrounded by people would be colorless.

Although he is dissatisfied with his subordinates, he cannot let the demoralization go unattended. Since ancient times, the troops that have been scattered because of poor morale do not know how to go, and his current top priority is actually to prevent the collapse of the army.

He didn't answer Shen's question, but thought about it for a while, organized the language, and pressed the communication button to all the officers and soldiers, "All the officers and soldiers pay attention, this is Zhang Zhen, the commander of the battle group and the captain of the Wanderer." Now the battle situation is critical, and the battle group is in danger of being completely annihilated at every turn. But don't panic, the command has found a solution, as long as you follow the order, I believe that it will not be long before I turn defeat into victory. ”

Zhang Zhen's tone is not intense, it is the kind of eloquent style, but there is a strong self-confidence integrated into it. He did not expect that the morale of the officers and soldiers could be greatly improved by relying on an ordinary sentence, but only to give them a glimmer of hope and give the soldiers a reason to continue fighting.

After finishing his speech, he glanced at the bridge, the worries on the faces of the officers and men were still there, but the suffocating sense of despair was fading, and the orders and answers on the bridge seemed more vigorous.

Satisfied with the morale-boosting effect, he nodded and turned to face the communication screen. Shen Tianhao noticed his gaze, puffed up his chest, and gave a standard military salute, "Sir, the Marine Corps is ready, everything is going according to plan, and it can be launched at any time." ”

"Very good, let's surprise the arrogant Imperial Army!"

The round face was crawling with a smile, which carried a malevolent, dangerous expression.

Kim Jong-tae stared at him with an incomprehensible look.

"Commander, please forgive me, if you have any clever plans, should you talk to me first, after all, I am the chief of staff!"

Zhang's image instantly returned to the usual harmless dim sum shop owner, and he blinked narrowly, "Hehe, the surprise is to be saved until the last release to have the greatest effect." Take a good look at my fighting style! Don't be nervous all the time in the future, you are born as a human being, you have a sad face all day long, how boring it is to live! ”

Zhang Zhen sat back in the command chair with a smile and stared at the wide-area monitor with a play-watching expression, leaving the tall and thin staff officer with a depressed face.