However, it is not easy to evacuate the base safely and smoothly, and it is impossible to rush to the port area to evacuate by ambulance support ships or other ships, the entire port area has been engulfed in flames and explosions, and some of the ships that have survived in the port area, whether they are military combat ships or other civilian cargo ships and transport ships, can no longer leave this hell on earth through the entrance passage, which has long been completely blocked by the falling metal structures and rubble rubble.

Even the base used to launch starfighters in a number of launch channels have been mostly blown up, the Pearl Harbor base and the outside world traffic has actually been almost completely interrupted, if you want to evacuate by ships or ships, you can only use the remaining remaining few starfighter launch channels to evacuate, however, there can be at most through ambulance support ships or fighters The size of a target, ordinary ships will definitely not be able to enter these channels, for the many people in the base who need to be evacuated, it is definitely a drop in the bucket, and outside the Pearl Harbor base, There weren't many ships left to carry out the rescue, let alone deal with the impending rebel attack.

The only realistic way to escape is to hop on the automatic escape pods scattered throughout the base, some of which have been damaged in the explosion, but because the explosion has also caused countless lives, the rest can still meet the needs of the survivors, as long as they can arrive in time.

Sweat and dust, the soldiers staggered along the smoke-filled passageway, staggering to the nearest escape pod. At their feet, beside them, there were people who were constantly suffocating or falling by falling objects, and some respectable people tried to pick up their comrades to evacuate together, but they soon had to give up their efforts, and the phrase time is life is best interpreted, and stopping at this time undoubtedly means death. Many can only harbor guilt and self-blame for their comrades. Painfully closed the hatch of the escape pod

In the already devastated central square.

"Sir. Time is running out, let's go, we'll soon be at the escape point ahead, where there are two more automatic escape pods that are open enough to hold us all. Commander Dwight's adjutant anxiously urged his commander, who was on his way to evacuate when he suddenly stopped here.

His prefect did not answer his words. He just slowly squatted down and pushed away a piece of metal plate on the ground, he looked at what was pressing underneath, and raised his head again, his empty eyes full of helplessness, pain and sorrow.

Pressed under the metal plate, those were two large letters—never, they should have been on them, part of a line of slogans in a prominent location in the central plaza of the base.

The adjutant and several staff officers and technicians looked up at their commander's eyes. They were also speechless. Fell into a depressed silence.

"The surprise attack on Pearl Harbor will never be repeated" was originally placed in the central square of the base. A slogan used to warn the people of the base, but now because these two words have collapsed because of the explosion, the eye-catching slogan on it has turned into "The surprise attack on Pearl Harbor will be repeated", which is a great mockery for the commander of the defeated land.

"Let's go, I'll stay." After standing for a long time, the commander finally made up his mind.

"Sir," his adjutant said anxiously.

"Needless to say, I've been in this Pearl Harbor for a long time, I'm old, rather than die elsewhere, it's better to stay here with her and finish the last part of my life." He said in a heavy tone, he understood that even if he survived, he would not be able to escape the severe punishment of military law, even if he was lucky enough to escape the punishment of military law, what else could he do when he was a general of the defeated army? It's better to let his death add some legendary colors to the destruction of this base.

The adjutant stopped talking, he knew that his commander had made up his mind, and it was difficult to convince his commander, so he secretly gave the others a look, and was ready to forcibly fight people.

"No one is allowed to come." Commander Dwight took a sharp step back, pulled out the energy gun on his waist, and aimed it at the others who were about to step forward.

Everyone stopped, and no one dared to step forward again, although they knew that the commander's actions were only intimidation, but at this time, no one dared to fully guarantee that the commander would not shoot.

"Sir, this doesn't make any sense at all." His adjutant shouted anxiously.

"It doesn't make any sense." The commander smiled bitterly, "However, this is my decision, if you still think that I am your commander, obey my decision, this is the last order I have issued." ”

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"Let's go, you don't have much time," Commander Dwight said in a mild tone, "You're still young, there's no need to bury your future with me, an old man." ”

The crowd was silent for a moment, then took a step back and saluted.

"Sir, take care."

"Take care." The commander also raised his right hand tremblingly

The people were gone, and Commander Dwight found a clean chair to sit on, and there were many of them, but unfortunately, it was not easy to find a clean one that had not been destroyed.

He closed his eyes, decades of military life drifting through his mind like flowing water, the sound of explosions, the crackling sound of burning, and the sound of pain coming from nowhere gradually faded away from him, this was his last time, and he felt peaceful and peaceful.

He suddenly thought of the rebels who had led to this outcome, the whole plan was brilliant and thorough, amazing, who came up with it?

Flames erupted from beneath the central square, engulfing the entire square

"O, it's really like a big gift. It's breathing fire all over its body. Schneier exclaimed, and the others ignored the ban on chatting on the battlefield, and there was a lot of discussion, consisting of more than two hundred lightning interstellar

The group of attack planes had approached the Pearl Harbor base, and the base was in their eyes.

Risen ignored the arguments, his eyes fixed on the sensor screens, all of which had been stripped of the towed models and the bulky signal generators at the tail. Hurry to the ground as fast as you can. Keyhole ground speed can't keep up with lightning. At this time, the nearest keyhole was still too far away, and I couldn't count on it for the time being, so I could only rely on the sensors on my own fighter.

This base, he was sure, was absolutely hopeless, and the countless automatic escape pods that had broken away from all over the base and were moving away quickly showed that the base had issued an evacuation order. In the imperial fleet on the periphery of the base, there are currently three cruisers, five destroyers and one battleship, as well as a relatively small number of dozens of imperial starfighters, not only the number of interstellar fighters is only one-third of its own, but even those imperial ships seem to have many damaged in the explosion, and the balance of strength is completely one-sided. They can annihilate the remaining Emperor ** fleet in one fell swoop. Get a perfect big win.

"Give the order to attack, Tulip One, and let's clean up the remnants of the Empire." Lieutenant Colonel Stark, captain of the Eighth Air Force, said excitedly. Since the establishment of the Third Fleet, due to the short period of time, they have not experienced any decent battles, and now by chance, they have the opportunity to beat the water dogs, which can definitely give the young pilots a good combat experience.

Risen was silent, hesitant.

"No, we'll retreat, all the lightning fighters, and return to the fleet at once." He said slowly.

"Are you crazy?" Lieutenant Colonel Stark was stunned and immediately cried out in surprise.

"I'm not crazy," Risen patiently explained, "Our goal, the key to the success or failure of the life-and-death operation, is the Pearl Harbor base, as long as this base is destroyed, then the mission goal has been accomplished, as for the remnants of the Imperial fleet, whether it will be annihilated or not, it is irrelevant." ”

He paused, and continued, "We didn't expect the explosion to cause so much damage, and we originally planned to continue the attack in the chaotic moment of the big explosion, eliminate the interference of the already weakened Imperial fleet, and destroy the base that had been badly damaged, but now it seems that the reason to continue the attack no longer exists, so why continue to launch this attack?" ”

"Your words are not unreasonable, but such a good opportunity, if you don't take advantage of the situation to destroy these remnants of the Imperial fleet, you will have to fight them in the future," the lieutenant colonel felt a little dilemma.

"That's a matter for the future, we've won the battle in this operation, and we shouldn't be on the battlefield for the sake of side details, lest any other accidents happen."

"What could be the surprise?" Lieutenant Commander Stark was puzzled, "The Thirteenth Imperial Fleet has been lured away, and it will take several hours for them to rush back. ”

"The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, who knows? Maybe it's not good, the Imperial fleet is already on its way back to the rescue. Risen insisted.

"Well, you're the head, listen to you." The lieutenant colonel sulked, "But what about General Kirk?" ”

"I'll explain it to General Kirk."

"Risson, that's a good point." Sonia activated the two-way confidential communication between the two fighters and said approvingly.

"Actually, I thought the same as him, such a good opportunity, a big piece of fat meat was placed in front of me, but I just let it go." Risen said with regret.

"No, you're doing the right thing. War is the way it should be - with a clear purpose, once it is achieved, you should disent, you should not fall in love with the war again, and you are now more and more like a commander than just a starfighter pilot. She comforted softly.

"Maybe," Ressen said embarrassedly.

"However, I actually prefer to be a starfighter pilot," he stressed, "and I have less and less time to participate in battles now, and the number of enemy planes shot down has also dropped in a straight line, and the number of downs that used to be close to you is now further away." He grumbled gloomily.

I really miss the rapid rise of the battle during the Battle of Henison, but he didn't dare to say this, his rapid rise in the record, he didn't forget, they were all obtained from the Federation, and Sonia is still a member of the Federation.

"No matter how many downs you have, it only shows your achievements alone, so that the overall number of downs of the Ninth Air Force can increase and continue to win the war, that is the most important thing, otherwise, your personal record rises, but you lose the victory of the war, it is meaningless."

"I know, I'm just a little unwilling, you know, I've been looking at you since the first time I fought you."

"Well, then, do you want me to give you some compensation?" She seemed to be smiling, her eyes were rolling, and her little pink tongue licked her red lips, full of endless charm.

Ressen understood what she meant, and he suddenly felt his whole body burn hot

The officers and men of the remnants of the Empire's fleet, who had just been in terror, suddenly all became ecstatic—the large number of rebel fighter groups that were already close at hand suddenly turned around one hundred and eighty degrees and headed back in the direction they had come.

However, their joy did not last long, and a larger explosion of energy suddenly burst out from the inside of the base, and the rock layer that formed the strong barrier outside the base could no longer withstand the ravages of the blast, and some of the rock layers were completely stripped from other parts, and quickly collapsed towards the hollow interior of the base, stirring up a huge energy wave, which erupted violently towards the periphery of the base, and the remnants of the Imperial fleet were fortunately far away to avoid this wave of energy eruption, However, some ambulance support ships that are close to the rescue, or automatic escape pods that have not had time to move away from the base, unfortunately become victims

The burning and collapse of the entire base will continue for several days, but Pearl Harbor, which served as an operational base, no longer exists.

The Rebel Alliance's fleet did not disturb the Empire's rescue, and as when it came, the Alliance's fleet quietly jumped out of the Shangri-La system. Wings of the Starry Sky Text One hundred and ninety-seven, the disaster of Pearl Harbor (9) 166 reading network