On the bridge of the flagship ship of the Delta fleet, which was in charge of the feint, the fleet commander was drinking coffee with a nonchalant expression.

"Your Excellency, Commander, we ...... It's going to be a feint,......" the staff officer couldn't help but remind.

"The enemy is in a group, and even the reconnaissance fleet is not sent out, and it is clear that they want to burn our planets into glass balls one after another according to the plan. They don't plan to think about any tactics at all, and they are not ready to deliberately seize our main force for a decisive battle with the main force, they just want to kill us all. If we come to stop it, fight with us, that's all. The commander put down his coffee cup, "So here we wait for the enemy, and according to my prediction of the order of their actions, the next galaxy to be attacked is here." We are here to carry out our 'feints'. ”

The commander paused, and then asked, "Is the evacuation of the civilian spacecraft on the space station complete?" ”

"Yes, sir. There were only a few civilian ships in total, and they even requisitioned small boats that could only use the first level of warp speed to evacuate. ”

"How many people are there on the planet?" The commander asked again.

The staff officer's voice instantly became low.

"About 100 million, after all, it is the capital of this region."

The commander nodded and said, "Fighting to protect 100 million people, this reason is enough." ”

He turned on the broadcast system: "Boys, our task is to carry out feints. But that doesn't make sense, because the enemy has no intention of helping their allies, they just want to destroy our planet one by one. So I decided to change our mission.

"Now we have a hundred million people behind us, and they are about to be burned to ashes by the enemy, who will not even mercifully use planetary killers, because they also intend to mine the planet's mineral deposits. The enemy will use energy weapons to burn the entire planet to ashes little by little, and the people on the ground will die a slow death in the scorching heat.

"The worst part is that we can't stop this, our power is too weak and we are destined to hit the stone with an egg. But now, I am still determined to lead you in this mission that is bound to fail, and in the history books of the future, if there are any human beings who can write them, they will probably call me worthless, but I promise that all of you I have brought to this battlefield will be heroes, and your names may not be recorded, but your deeds will live on.

"Of course, according to the normal process, I have to say, 'People who don't want to lose their lives here can go,' but I promise that we will broadcast your names in Ansebo before we are full. I will not be merciful to deserters. I am an Englishman, and although there has been no England since more than a hundred years ago, I would say that England demands that everyone do their duty. GOD-BLESS-HUMAN. ”

The commander paused, stroked his british-style beard, and added, "GOD-BLESS-EVERYONE." ”

At this time, the navigator shouted: "There is a fleet warping towards us!" ”

"Oh, the enemy is coming?" The commander asked.

"No, it doesn't look like that. When the opponent finishes warp, the sighting system captures the enemy's shadow. ”

The footage captured by the sighting system was displayed on the screen, and judging by the design, it was undoubtedly a human warship. And the markings on those battleships clearly state where they came from.

"Old Imperial Army...... This statement is really strange, because the so-called old empire did not exist for long at all, and its destruction is also a recent thing. The commander muttered to himself.

The Communications Officer shouted loudly: "Communication received. ”

"Pick it up on the home screen."

The commander's words fell, and the bridge with obvious imperial style decoration appeared on the main screen, in front of the double-headed eagle flag of the Imperial Navy, a one-eyed old man wearing the old imperial general's uniform was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the direction of the camera, and said contemptuously: "You idiots want to use such a fleet to fight the enemy, it really makes people wonder how you won the war." ”

"If you hadn't started a stupid civil war, we wouldn't have only this fleet now." The commander shot back, "What are you doing now, to destroy us and give the invaders a certificate of surrender?" ”

"Hmph, how can you have that weight. I am an Imperial soldier, a human supremacist, and I will not allow inferior races to slaughter noble human beings. I'm here to teach them what war is. ”

The fleet commander moved his mouth, which made his beard tremble.

"Exactly, we're going to do the same thing."

"Don't hold back, superstitious republican fool."

"I'll give you back these words as they are, militarist dictatorial pigs."

As soon as the commander finished speaking, the other party cut off the communication, probably because he felt that the words were not speculative for more than half a sentence. It was at this time that the navigator shouted again: "The fleet is warping towards us, and the scale is very huge!" ”

Death fell on the entire bridge in an instant, and everyone's expressions became stiff, although they were all veterans of the brutal civil war, but in the face of this doomed situation, no one could show a relaxed expression.

"The other party is over warp speed, it's Peng Rui's fleet!"

The new screen is projected onto the main screen, and the design style of the Penry's warships is so recognizable that no human fleet officer would admit it wrong.

"Gentlemen, our final battle is coming." The commander said calmly, picking up his coffee cup.

**

On the surface of the planet, everyone is looking up at the sky.

It was daytime, but there were many clearly visible stars in the blue sky, and those stars were moving at high speed, shuttling through the sky.

From time to time, the stars suddenly light up and go out, and then many red meteors will be added to the sky, slowly streaking across the field of vision and falling to the ground.

"Mom," a little boy took his mother's hand, "what's that?" It's beautiful. ”

The mother squatted down and hugged the child tightly, he was too small to even control the nanomachinery on his body well, so he could see the irregular flashing luster on his skin, and he could not use the information collection ability given by the nanomachinery, and could not enjoy the intelligent improvement brought by semi-mechanization. So he couldn't understand what the situation in front of him meant, and maybe it was a blessing.

"That's the flowers," the mother whispered in the boy's ear, "you're going to have your birthday tomorrow, so the gods have sent flowers down to celebrate you." ”

"Really? Thank you, Lord Gods! "The little boy's skin lit up with the activation of the nanomachinery.

And his mother was apparently using all means to control her tears.

Suddenly, the strange man next to him began to sing: "Happy birthday to you~"

The old melody is still so cheerful, full of blessings and anticipation for a better tomorrow.

The other people who heard the song looked at each other suspiciously, and everyone was using the communication network to ask what was going on, at which point another stranger replied on the Internet: "That little boy has a birthday tomorrow." ”

Then another stranger posted a picture of the little boy and his mother online.

The humans who saw the answer and the photo all forwarded it to their relatives and friends, and soon the whole square - no, maybe the entire planet still connected to the Internet - knew that there was a little boy who was going to have a birthday tomorrow, and he didn't know what this scene meant yet, and he didn't understand the cruelty of fate.

Then, one "stranger" after another joined in the singing of birthday songs, and the whole square, the streets around it, and even the entire planet of humanity, began to sing birthday wishes for a little boy they didn't know - and all the children who could never have the next birthday.

"Happy Birthday ~ Happy Birthday ~"

The birthday song was repeated over and over again, I don't know when it began, everyone sang it with the attitude that they were celebrating their birthday, they hugged the people around them, smiled at the important ones, they held hands, held their heads high, and watched the fierce battle going on in the sky.

An Ansebo operator witnessed this, and he began to report the scene in real time on a functioning Ansebo communication machine. At the same time, a colony official issued an order that all electronic communication devices in the colony should send a real-time picture of the scene at maximum power.

These images will spread to the universe on the airwaves, and may not be received until decades later, and even if humanity perishes, they will travel through the universe and transmit the most precious side of humanity to those who receive it.

There was once such a race, such a group of people, who bravely faced death in such a way. In the end, they never gave up their noble souls, nor did they lose hope for a better future.

Eventually, the battle in the sky had subsided, and there was no more flashlight, and the remaining stars were no longer in the same irregular motion as they had just been—for there were no more attacks to dodge.

They were lined up in a neat array, silently looking down on the humans on the ground in the sky.

"Mom," the little boy asked curiously, "is it over?" Is the gift from the gods to me finished? ”

"There are no children, and there is the most beautiful finale." Mom said with a smile, now that she no longer controlled her tears, and let the crystal liquid burst out of her eyes.

The pillar of light full of energy also fell from the sky at this time, and those who came into contact with the pillar of light were vaporized instantly, while those who were not directly illuminated by the pillar of light were much more miserable, and the light radiation first ignited their clothes, and then the epidermis, carbonizing people from the outside to the inside one by one.

There was a wail everywhere, and the whole scene was like hell.

**

On the bridge of the Penrui flagship, Fleet Commander Grull ordered: "Sweep the remnants of the other planets, the fleet begins to rest, repair the ships damaged in the battle just now, collect the corpses in orbit, and prepare for the funeral of the accompanying army." ”

"Your Excellency, if there is a funeral, we will need to stay here for three days (the three rotational cycles of Penry's home planet)."

"Then stay for three days. In case the humans win the Na'vi, their fleet will come to us, and that would be convenient for them, wouldn't it? Grull shrugged, "It's just a boring war anyway, a one-sided slaughter, and it doesn't matter if it's casual." ”

(3142 words, 19/100) (To be continued.) )