……

The night of the day.

Dante and Mephistopheles still arrive at the statue of St. Giles and work out their next battle plan at the table.

"Our decapitation operations were very effective."

"The swarm is starting to go into chaos."

Mephiston recounted the latest information he had put together.

The death of the Lord of the Swarm turned the tide of battle, and the Scales of Victory tilted slowly toward the human side.

There are still bugs roaming outside of Angel Keep, but they only wander, occasionally following their instincts to attack nearby people, or killing each other.

After listening, Dante nodded slowly: "We must immediately carry out the next battle and expel the bugs outside the fortress." ”

The situation is less desperate, but it is still urgent.

Neither the Chief Think Tank Curator, Mephiston, nor the Burner could say how long the chaos of the swarm would last, but no matter how well the battle on the surface went, the Zerg creature fleet outside the planet would always be difficult to deal with.

Mephistopheles could only think about how to clean up the mess of bugs for now, but Dante, as the warband's leader, had to think more long-term, and he had to think about how to deal with the biological warships.

After a moment's thought, Dante points to the visual three-dimensional planet on the table, and when his finger touches the planet, a web of dots appears on the planet's surface.

Both know that the dots that make up the network are the anti-orbital devices.

Dante's intention is also obvious, which is to use these anti-orbital devices to destroy the biological warship.

In the case of the loss of the fleet, the loss of control of the orbit, the people on the ground are not without a solution.

A powerful anti-orbital device is the final hole card.

"We don't know how many of these devices have been destroyed by bugs." Mephiston pointed to the orbital defense network, "You know, the biters have intelligence, and they must have cleared the anti-orbital devices before they could. ”

"Yes, but I think there's still one or two left." Dante said.

Mephiston thought about it and thought it was possible that there were really any remaining orbital defenses.

These devices are not structures exposed to the surface, but are hidden deep underground, within a defensive fortress that can be lifted and lowered.

With the swarm storming the Angel Fortress in full force, they really don't have much to use to destroy the devices, and it's likely that there are still survivors in those devices.

But on second thought......

Troops.

Do these two words really make sense to the Zerg?

Maybe they'll be able to attack Baal while dropping a dense network of bugs on Baal's surface.

There is even an even more terrifying possibility, and that is that the swarm attacking Angel Fortress is not the main force......

War is like this, in the process of falling into disadvantage, it is not only the war situation that gets worse, but also the logistics and supply, intelligence, these will also get worse.

"We've got to fight anyway." Dante looked at Barr firmly, "This is our mission. ”

"Of course." Mephistopheles nodded.

The two discussed together for a while.

Until Mephiston suddenly raised his head to look out the window at the night sky, he knew what time it was just by looking at it.

Mephistopheles stopped the discussion and sat down on the ground and began to meditate.

This is a regular liaison with the Starlingers of Pasdaus.

Mephiston heard a battle report from the Starwhisperers.

The swarm is starting to go crazy.

But the Blood Knights have perished.

The news was much to Murphylston's deplorment.

The Blood Knights are technically traitors, and they, like the Flesh Rippers, are plagued by Black Fury and Blood Thirst, and have done many bad things and have been removed from the Empire.

Only a small number of normal people in the Blood Knights Warband were left on the Baal, and they hoped that these people would become the spark of the Warband.

Unfortunately, these fires were not saved during the decapitation operation.

After the sad message, there is good news.

After hearing the news, Mephiston opened his eyes and looked at Dante, and said in surprise: "We will win!" ”

Dante looked at Mephiston in confusion.

As he watched, Mephiston slowly explained why.

"A fleet is coming towards Bar."

……

It's a light-year away from Barr.

Hundreds of warships are lined up in an orderly manner, carrying out weapons and personnel inspections in preparation for the next big battle.

These are two fleets.

One was the Imperial Fleet, led by Admiral Quarlen himself.

The other was the Tyrone Naval Fleet led by Adam.

The Imperial fleet was not the elite of Quaron's hands, but he cobbled it together with his personal prestige.

It's not that Quaron or the Ministry of War are uninterested in Baal, it's just that no one knows that Baal is being attacked by the Hive Fleet until an Inquisitor reports directly to the Military Department.

No star language is sent from the Crimson Scar sector, which is the weirdest thing to do.

And the star area that was attacked by the swarm before will also lose contact.

A fleet of whatevers was cobbled together outside the Scarlet Star Zone, and Quaron didn't have time to bring his trump card with him, so he could only arrive at the fleet with a small entourage to take command.

As the Imperial fleet drew closer to the Scarlet Sector, and Quaren inside the heavy cruiser was making the most pessimistic plans, good news reached his ears.

The Tyrone fleet applied to join the war.

The two sides then engaged in a series of communications and decided to meet at a location of one light-year away from Barr.

The admirals were more polite and well-educated, and Quaron led the fleet top brass to the flagship of the Tyrone fleet for the first meeting between the leaders of the two fleets.

At this moment, Quaron was standing on the bridge of the battleship Lord of Tyrone.

Before coming, Quaron had expected to see a beautiful bridge, but all he saw was a small bare metal room with a few jars as the only furnishings.

When the shell of one of the jars opened, a puddle of nutrient fluid gushed out and seeped down the floor.

Adam opened his eyes in the tank, and a large mass of cables attached to the back of his head was like a robotic arm, supporting him out of the tank.

The two had met in the war in the Hazy Star Field, but it was only through the screen that Quaron saw Adam's main body at this time, and he didn't expect him to fight in a jar at all.

Like the Army's fantastic rumored Titan pilot......

"Who's going to command the battle next?" Adam asked.

The question was too direct, and Quarren was stunned when asked.

But this is really something that needs to be addressed.

One can imagine how many biological warships the Zerg will have, and if the two fleets just fight side by side instead of twisting into a rope, they will not be able to win.

After thinking for a moment, Quaron planned to say that he was in command of the battle, but he couldn't be too straightforward, after all, the other party was not his subordinate.

However, before Quaron could speak, Adam spoke: "You command." ”

This was something that Adam had thought about on the way here.

Adam believed that Quarron's command level as an Imperial Admiral was higher than his own, as evidenced by his previous small-scale cooperation in the Hazy Star Field.

The battle that followed was a battle involving nearly a thousand ships from both fleets, not a showman who was intriguing for the limelight.

"......" Quarren knew that Adam was a rational man, but his attitude was still unexpected.

After taking a deep breath, Quarren nodded slowly: "Okay." ”

Adam returns to the tank.

Quarren leaves the bridge.

There was no extra rituals or rituals in this meeting, and it ended at a breakneck pace.

The two fleets set sail again and headed straight for Bar.

(End of chapter)