Counterfeit Hero

Another brutal battle ended.

The huge Binart fleet. It has slowly disappeared from Newton's jumping point. In the silent void, only endless wreckage of battleships remained.

The scarred Leray warships moved through this huge steel cemetery. From time to time, debris of various sizes collided with the ship's hull, spinning and bouncing away silently.

Several injured fighter planes struggled to fly into the broken passage of the aircraft carrier. Damage alarms sounded throughout the mothership, and the damage control team members hurriedly ran back and forth. From time to time, a ball of explosive flames burst out on the huge hull, and then dissipated in the void.

A violent explosion came from the bow of the mothership, and Admiral Malki clung to the railing of the command platform while violently shaking. Through the portholes of the bridge, one could see that a ball of fire rose up from the bow of the mothership, a kilometer away from the bridge command room. The heavy hull armor was blown up, and countless fragments flew into the silent universe. .

"Damage control report." The roar came from Captain Mark. He was sitting on the captain's seat next to Malki, sweating profusely from his work.

On the command platform surrounding him in a semicircle, sirens were ringing, and the damage diagram on the screen was already glowing red. The damage to the bow and port side of the ship exceeded the warning line, and even the bridge was more than ten stories high. Big holes were also broken. It looks like a piece of mutilated black cheese.

Malki tried to keep the expression on his face from looking heavy. He turned his head and looked out the porthole at the surviving Lelei battleships, approaching the mother ship.

A battleship with almost half of the bridge remaining slowly slid among the floating debris, sending a light signal to the flagship.

"Long live LeRae!"

The lights are like contagion, rippling in the universe, one after another, gradually connecting into one. Every warship that gathered flashed its signal lights in the same rhythm.

Sadness and pride struck Malki in an instant. He really wanted to beat up every guy on the battleship that sent out the signal to let them know the consequences of affecting the commander's mood at this time. He also wanted to give them a hug and thank them for fighting with him. All now, never back down!

Malki could no longer remember how many times he had repelled the attacks of the West York fleet.

In front of the advanced and powerful Binart battleship, in front of the Desik fleet that is pursuing big ships and heavy artillery, the old and dilapidated Leray fleet is like a stubborn rock in the huge ocean!

One by one, Lelei battleships were turned into ashes in the universe under gunfire. However, from beginning to end, not a single battleship flinched. Whether it's a battleship that gathers together and fires cannons, a destroyer that charges at high speed, a frigate that launches space fish after charging madly under enemy fire, or a fighter plane that shuttles through energy cannons like a petrel...

They worked hard one after another without hesitation.

The dark wreckage, like a swimming asteroid belt, rolled outside the porthole.

A few hours ago. They are also brightly lit battleships. On the battleship, those Lelei youths with childish faces were still alive.

They may be wearing headphones, playing heavy metal music, and humming loudly while controlling the rotating turret to fire energy cannon light chains at enemy fighters. Maybe they were joking with each other, and then they were yelled at by their superiors, then boarded the fighter plane, rushed into the vast universe, and danced in the gunfire. Or maybe before running towards the damaged area and rushing into the smoke-filled cabin for repairs, he still didn't forget to whistle at the passing female soldier.

This is a bunch of heartless bastards. Even in the hail of bullets, he still looked nonchalant.

The enemy will never understand the Lere people. They don't know how many Lele people are waiting to vote in the most public and sensational way! ….

LeRae's boys spread their life and humor in this black universe. They took a cigarette, lit it, and then looked sideways at the arrival of death.

"Your Excellency, Admiral," Mark, the captain of the mothership, breathed a sigh of relief after finally confirming that the damage to the precious battleship was not fatal, and took the battle statistics. He said to Malki: "The grandsons of Desik were beaten very badly by us this time!"

As he spoke, he handed the document in his hand to Malki, glanced at the central console screen and said, "The Allied fleet is here."

Reaching out to take the statistical report from Mark's hand, Malki turned his head and looked out the window.

Several fleets have completed their jumps, emerged in the void, and are slowly approaching here. The one with the most and most advanced warships in the middle is Chakna's fleet, and the fleets with the same shuttle shape on both wings that are famous for their speed belong to Tartania and Putitok. Following behind was a B-class fleet from the Knawil Four-Nation Alliance.

Fisichella did not have the ability to take away all the Allied fleets. At least, the fleets of these countries stayed.

These fleet commanders did not give Fisich any face. On the day of Fisichella's departure, they broke away from the Southeast Expeditionary Force fleet and joined the Leray fleet. At that time, the light signal they played when bidding farewell to Fisichella was - "Salute to the heroes who stood up in the most critical moment."

This signal of ridicule and self-praise made every officer and soldier of Feiyang and Lane's fleet unable to raise their heads. Fisichella's face, on the other hand, was so gloomy that he could squeeze water out of it.

"Who cares about this bastard?" Captain Chakna snorted and told Malki: "Get out of here as soon as possible, it will be better for everyone! We have long been tired of his dictating."

As the fleets of Chakna and other countries broke away from Fisichella's control and joined the defense system, the Leray Federation finally breathed a sigh of relief. Relying on Newton's jumping point, the Federation has repelled Sheldon's fleet's attacks several times in succession.

Whenever they see the Allied fleet coming to take over the defense, Leray officers and soldiers will miss the team fighting in a foreign country.

Although the bandit army is not around to fight with everyone, this army is the pillar in the hearts of all Lelei people. Everything they do is deeply affecting the Lelei Federation and even the entire Southeast Star Territory. .

It's the bandit army. Let Chakna devote himself fully to this war. Both its government and the military have spared no effort in supporting the Leray Federation. Not only did their fleet break up with Fisichella and stay, there were also many Chakna transport ships risking their lives every day to pass through the West York blockade to deliver supplies to Leray.

It is precisely because of the containment of the bandit fleet in the Longbow Galaxy that Sheldon's fleet has to be careful behind it and does not dare to devote all its energy to the attack on Newton's jumping point. Otherwise, with Sheldon's own fleet, the two elephants of Blizzard and Snow will The level fleet and Dersik's fifth fleet are powerful, and the offensive intensity is ten times higher than now!

With the support of Hastings, Tatania and other countries, the current Leray Federation, although in turmoil, is in a much better position in all aspects than it was when it resisted the major member states of Western York on its own. It can be said that under the leadership of Fatty, the current bandit army is gradually becoming the core of the entire Southeast Star Territory Allied Forces.

This is a process in which development can be clearly felt. The seeds left by Hamilton have taken root, sprouted, and blossomed under the careful care of Fatty, Russell, Bernadotte and others.

Because of the efforts of the fat man with a simple and honest face, Le Lei is no longer lonely. Although they are not in the country. However, they are using another way to protect and defend this country!

They are fighting in a foreign country and growing stronger every day. In the foreseeable future, they will return to this country that has been peaceful for three hundred years and restore the peace and tranquility here. ….

All the people in Leray are looking forward to their return!

"General, look!" A staff officer shouted, interrupting Malki's thoughts. He looked intently and saw allied warships from different countries arrayed in neat formation, passing in front of the scarred Leray fleet. The battleships are very close to each other. Through the bright floor-to-ceiling windows of the bridge, one can even see rows of space navy officers and soldiers standing neatly by the windows.

What's wrong? The officers and soldiers of Le Lei who noticed the abnormality rushed to the porthole.

Everyone was whispering and talking among themselves. This is not the first time such a defensive handover has occurred. However, the previous Allied fleets had never been so formal.

The three warships in a row, gliding at the same speed; the soldiers standing by the portholes, as if they were being inspected, were obviously organized deliberately.

A light flickered in the dark universe. That was the light signal sent out by the leading space carrier Chakna, followed closely by the battleship group, the cruiser group, and the outer destroyers and frigate groups. The same light signal is flashing. Countless traffic lights are like fireflies in the night sky.

"Great victory on Leifeng Star, salute to the Lelei Federation soldiers!"

Just as the signal light finished flashing, the Allied officers and soldiers at the porthole seemed to have heard the order, and they stood at attention with their legs crossed in a uniform manner and saluted!

The Allied fleet sailed gracefully not far from the tattered and messy Leray fleet, like a flowing river of light.

The leading aircraft carrier, the Chuckna, drew an arc in space, turned its bow, and led the long queue to the formation of Leray's fleet. And it stopped half a hull behind.

The officers and soldiers of Le Lei stared blankly at the Allied fleet, which was half a hull behind and expressed respect in the common way of the space navy. The halo of the signal light on the retina has not dissipated, and the voice of the signalmen interpreting the signal is still in their ears. The edge echoes.

"Victory on Leifeng Star!"

This soundless voice was like a magician's spell, rising from the boiling blood. An electric current swept through every Lelei warrior in an instant. The huge cheers almost broke the porthole glass!

Countless hats were thrown, and they knew it. There, an army was fighting.

LeLei bandit army!

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