Chapter 70: Strike Detachment

"The Imperials are a bunch of bastards, and you're not a good thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info It's because you've pushed them to be like this! Jasmine cried and scolded, and there was silence in the headquarters.

"It's me who is not good, I have not fully considered the reaction of the Imperial Army. Knowing this, with the help of the protection of the Tranquility, it is the best choice to focus on securing two or three space stations, and then calmly arrange people to board the ship. The bald voice was heavy, and he took the lead in taking responsibility.

"You big liar, you only say take responsibility, why die!"

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚γ€‚β€ Grayfaman's face was ugly, and he stopped talking.

"And you, dead wood, you proposed the self-detonation station! You killed everyone, I don't see any guilt in you! You still have no humanity. ”

"From a causal point of view, it was indeed me who killed these people. However, the war is like this, life is like a mustard, and the lack of personal ability is the root cause of their misfortune. Fang Hushan was not moved by Jasmine's excited emotions, and there was not even a slight fluctuation in his tone.

"You bastard, see if I don't kill you, this is also your lack of ability, no wonder me!"

Under Jasmine's scream, the floor of the command room rose inexplicably, sandwiching Fang Hushan in the middle. As soon as the protrusions are closed, he will inevitably become a pulp.

"Bastard, now you know you're scared! Are you capable enough? You can escape our grasp! Jasmine laughed angrily, with tears in her laughter.

Fang Hushan looked around unhurriedly, those deformed floors were sandwiching him in the middle.

"No, I'm not going to die, because you can't do it. So my abilities were strong enough for me to survive. ”

"Ah!!h , Jasmine vented her frustration with yelling, but she didn't do it after all. The deformed floor returned to normal, revealing a calm and unhuman Fanghu Mountain.

"To be a soldier is to be killed or someone else is killed. As your status grows, those who die at your hands, whether it is your enemies or your own people, will multiply a hundredfold ... If you want to be a war hero, it's a surefire process. Liao Fan, who has never spoken, rarely speaks in a soft tone.

It was purely a feeling that a giant beast was turning its head to stare at itself. Liao Fan knew that it was Jasmine staring at him with the Tranquility's internal detector, and he could feel the anger and sadness contained in it.

"You're not a good thing either. Always put on a look that everything is under control, but when it comes to the end, it is useless... Woo woo woo ... ”

Liao Fan's expression was gloomy for a while, she was right, this time it was like this, and it was the same before. He seems to be a very powerful person, but he always can't see through the key mistakes, and in the end he can't avoid the tragedy. How many more times will he go through such a situation?

"Alright, Jasmine, you're tired. It must be the sequelae of staying in the jar for a long time. Give us control of the ship, and you can close your eyes and rest. Avina's glutinous voice diluted the heavy atmosphere.

"But, I can't. As soon as you close your eyes, they will appear. They tried to catch me, but they didn't succeed, everyone fell, there were corpses everywhere... Woo woo woo ... It's so miserable。。。 Woo woo woo ... Jasmine's cry saved many.

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The Moon Fortress, the Drandal Star Base, the balls of light of the terrorist explosion come and go, the space fighter group shuttles back and forth like fish, and the interstellar combat ships either catch each other and fight, or line up in a thick formation, braving the baptism of fortress firepower, and moving forward with difficulty.

Between light and darkness, there is always an explosion of light that indicates that hundreds of lives have lost their vitality, and more lines of fire crisscross and crisscross, cutting through the void to bring short-lived light and heat to the dark and cold universe.

The flagship of the Imperial Fleet, the Yaeyama, roared furiously inside the command room so that the officers and men of the outer bridge did not dare to speak loudly. Commander Tada usually presented himself as a gentle and elegant Confucian general, and many in the fleet did not like his style, thinking that the admiral of the Imperial Army needed majesty rather than gentleness. Now that they have finally seen his thunderous and furious side, many people think that it is better to be the original Tada Jun.

Commodore Fukuda, the commander of the fleet's first strike detachment, heard the shouting and scolding in the commander's room at the door, he frowned and paused, and waited until the scolding gradually subsided before stepping in.

Fukuda is an old subordinate of Tada Jun, and as a combat commander of the space group in the past, he is deeply respected by the commander. Since the formation of the expeditionary fleet, Tada Jun called him and told him that in the face of the proud soldiers in the fleet, someone urgently needed to find a support point for him outside the space carrier formation.

So he was transferred to serve as the commander of the strike detachment, commanding 5 cruisers under his command, ensuring the safety of the space carrier in peacetime, and serving as a reserve or as a mobile unit in critical moments. In the previous stage, in the battle to round up the wanderers, his strike detachment almost wrapped the opponent in dumplings, and its combat effectiveness can be seen.

"Sir, you're looking for me." When meeting with ordinary Imperial soldiers, the competition is different from who shouts loudly, and Tada's subordinates are also contaminated with the temperament of the chief, except for the necessary salute and other traditional etiquette, the report sound that is loud enough to burst the eardrum, the strange step salute, and the plosive sound that must spray saliva on the other party's face are all omitted.

Apparently not fully recovering from his rage, Tada turned his head and stared at Fukuda with blood-red eyes, and it took a while for him to calm his breath.

The elegant general of the great aristocracy is back.

"Now that the war is tight, the army behind us still doesn't give us peace of mind, look at this."

On the multi-function tactical display, text and multimedia intelligence information flowed before Fukuda's eyes. Even though he had been through a hundred battles, he gasped at the form of the spaceport behind him.

"Brand's Starship! Could it be that something has changed at the heart of civilization? Or ... ”

Tada Jun motioned to Fukuda to stop thinking, "It's too early to draw any conclusions, it's a fact that the army is in trouble." Although they found the resistance, they revealed their intentions prematurely, and as a result, the enemy dogs jumped over the wall. If the fleet is in port, it is better to say, in the current situation, the battlecruiser is invincible to them. ”

"Battlecruiser!" , silently reciting this trembling name in an accent, Fukuda trembled all over his body. At the thought of the upcoming opponent, it was Brand's War Patrol, and the blood and trembling factor in his body beat restlessly.

"I don't worry about other people dealing with this matter, only you, in terms of experience and experience, I hope you can come back. After the main force of the fleet has solved this interstellar base, it will immediately go to your aid. Remember, your goal is not to sink it, you know the power of the Brandt Patrol, and we need to get the results at the lowest possible cost. ”

"Yes! Also, what to do with the spaceport? Now that most of the space stations have exploded, there is no need for the spaceport to exist, and I propose to withdraw all troops and simply abandon the Lagrange. ”

"I really hope to ignore them for now, and let these army horses understand that they are just vassals of our fleet... Well, it's a pity that you can't. Go and get them back, the rest of the spaceport facilities are useless, all destroyed. ”

Three hours later, five cruisers and two high-speed supply ships quietly departed from the Drondal Starbase, a huge Imperial attack fleet. There was no change in the situation on the battlefield, and the offensive of the Imperial Army was in the form of waves. Although the Starbase has resisted with all its might, and shows no signs of defeat, its response is not as strong as it was in the early days of the battle.