Counterfeit Hero

"Breakthrough"

When thousands of space fighters roared out of the bandit warship formation and faced the oncoming West York fleet, firmly blocking it on both sides of the passage. The same exclamation sounded from both warships and the observation ship in the distance at the same time.

What was different was the tone of the exclaimer.

The officers and soldiers of Western York were horrified; the officers and soldiers of the Fiji League were excited; and the neutral country observers and reporters who observed the ship were in disbelief.

The main screen in the viewing hall of the parliamentary observation ship is eight meters high and 20 meters in diameter. People standing under the screen are like little mice in front of elephants.

People on the first floor of the lobby raised their heads. People on the curved platform on the second floor leaned silently against the railings. On the third and fourth floors...every floor was so quiet that only breathing and heartbeats could be heard.

A huge screen flashed in front of their eyes, and the light reflected on their faces, flickering on and off.

On the screen, the bandit fleet was like a long, surging river, rolling and unstoppable between the embankments composed of fighter planes on both sides.

On both sides of the passage, there was already a flash of light. Countless [Lightning Falcon] fighters shuttled among the Xijue fleet. Their flying posture is agile and graceful, but their attacks are vicious and vicious.

As soon as the huge West York warship approaches the passage airspace, it will immediately be targeted by dozens of fighter planes at the same time.

These fighters will draw large circles in the starry sky, and then simultaneously aim their noses at the Western battleships. Above, below, front and back, left and right, the continuous energy cannons were like the hook in the hand of the god of death, wrapping around the hull, breaking the energy shield, shattering the armor, and tearing the bridge into shocking holes. The densely packed missiles roared towards the ship with a winding tail light trajectory, and hit the ship's hull like lightning.

Once caught in the formation by these fighters, the Spanish warships would have no power to fight back. Each battleship was like a wild boar covered in man-eating ants, with only white bones left in an instant. Even the battleship with the strongest defense cannot survive for three seconds.

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Before today, even if a knife was placed on their necks, they could not believe that the fighting power of the bandit army would be so powerful. So powerful that when this fleet launched a brazen charge, not even Binart's night army and Sobol could stop it.

"Fighter plane is king, fighter plane is king"

Many observers from neutral countries were already flushed with excitement and kept mumbling this sentence over and over again.

Most of these observers come from governments and militaries of various countries. Many of them are senior military generals. They have been closely watching all changes since the war broke out. In addition to having a thorough understanding of the current situation between the Fiji League and the Spanish Treaty, he also has in-depth research on the tactical thinking of today's world, the ace troops, weapons and equipment, and many famous generals of the two camps.

When they saw the number and speed of the ten [Doomsday]-class space carriers releasing fighter planes, and when they witnessed with their own eyes the vulnerability of the Western York warships under the concentrated attack of fighter planes, there were no words to describe their feelings at the moment.

Before entering the Lelei Central Star Territory, they had heard many legends about the bandits. Some of these countries have even dealt with this army that originated from the free world of Mars.

A large amount of food, medicine, industrial production raw materials and even embargoed weapons, lathes and energy flow into the bandit base camp through the capillary-like channels in the free world of Mars.

But that's just a transaction. No one took Mars and the bandits seriously, and no one really thought that the ragtag group of people in the exiled land could have any profound impact on the war.

But now, everything in front of them has completely overturned their original concepts. The bandit army not only affects and dominates this highest-level battle in the human world, they even affect the military thinking and pattern of the future world.

"Fighter is king" is just four words, but in this war, a huge chasm-like gap in combat effectiveness was formed.

The Western York fleet believes in the tactics of giant ships and cannons, and the cost of building a warship ranges from tens of millions to billions of Fiji dollars.

Their [Giant]-class battleship cost more than one billion Fiji and was hailed as the most powerful battleship in the universe as soon as it was born. Its improved model [giant*.modification] is even more frightening to every captain who may fight with it.

Not to mention frontal combat, just seeing the huge bodies, thick armor and terrifying energy main guns of these battleships from a distance, everyone will immediately give up the idea of ​​provoking them. Ordinary destroyers and cruisers, as long as they are hit by it, will immediately end up being shattered to pieces. Even Feiyang's [Unicorn]-class battleship wants to kill the [Giant], and its winning rate is only 40%. .

As we all know, the Chakna [Lightning Falcon] space fighter used by the bandit army costs only three million Fiji dollars each. Thirty frames only cost 100 million Fiji. The cost is one-tenth of the giant one.

This algorithm that excludes space carriers is obviously unscientific.

However, no one cares about whether it is scientific or not. Because what they saw was that one after another Western warships, including [Giant*.Change], burst into flames, exploded and torn apart under the concentrated attack of bandit fighter planes.

A [giant ship] was surrounded by thirty [Lightning Falcons], and there was no chance of escape. Even if its shipboard air defense system and rotating turrets fire at full strength, they can only show their despair and futility in front of the overwhelming fighter planes.

The power of fighter planes was undoubtedly demonstrated in this battle

It is hard for people to believe that this is a tactic hatched by a group of rabble-rousers. But they couldn't help but not believe the facts before them.

The bandit army is so powerful

Many neutral country generals looked at the bandits' fighter planes and the ten [Doomsday]-class space carriers that disintegrated into large and small battleships during the advance, with eyes as red as rabbits.

I wish I could just grab the mothership and fighter planes on the screen, put them in my pocket and run away.

The concept that fighter planes are king has been proposed for many years. But it wasn't until the emergence of the split-type aircraft carrier of the bandit army that this tactic was truly honed into a peerless sword with a cold light and unparalleled sharpness.

As soon as this sword was unsheathed, the famous general Sobol's pre-war rhetoric turned into a joke.

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Breakthrough

A hasty voice sounded in the Xijue fleet.

Sober grabbed the armrest of the command seat tightly, and the veins on the back of his hand swelled from the force. An ominous premonition struck him instantly.

"General..." Moore's voice came to his ears. Sobol turned around. Moore looked anxious and said: "I suggest that the main formation retreat immediately. Keep a distance. We cannot fight the bandits at this time..."

"Retreat?" Sobol narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Moore. At this time, there was no tactical analysis in his mind, only a burst of anger.

Retreat, how can it be possible to retreat?

Is it just because the bandit fleet rushed over?

So what if they rush over? In order to stop the Western fleet behind them, half of their fighter planes must stay where they are and fight. The remaining fighters are just the normal number of fighters equipped by twenty*-level fleets.

They only have ten *-level fleets, but their command cluster is a huge cluster composed of twenty elite fleets with six night fleets as the core.

If he hadn't talked to the fat man on the phone, or if he hadn't spat and cursed, he might have been able to retreat and use fighting methods to wear down the bandit army bit by bit. But how could he retreat now? Taking a step back now is to retreat, to run away. The words and orders he gave in front of everyone are the shame that he will never be able to erase in his life.

Moreover, the location of the main formation is the most critical core area of ​​the entire battlefield. Once the command cluster cannot hold its position, not only the space carriers and landing fleets in the low-Earth channel behind them will be exposed to the enemy's gunfire, but even the fleets in the defense chain will be difficult to look at.

In this battle, we can only move forward, not retreat.

Logistics channels were cut off, and our fleet's supplies were only enough to finish the battle. Salega's attack on the Soviet Union and Jie was a stab in the heart. If the capital city of Lere cannot be taken in this battle, the whole situation will be reversed immediately.

Thinking of this, for some reason, the figure of Hastings suddenly appeared in Sobol's mind.

The old man whom he had spent thirty years trying to knock down seemed to be looking at him, with a breezy smile on his face.

The anger in my heart could no longer be suppressed.

No, I defeated you right there in the Double Star Corner Corridor. I defeated you in a dignified way. The glory of the Sobol family can be maintained if I can take it back with my own hands. Now, I want to defeat your appointed successor.

"No," Sober coldly rejected Moore's suggestion.

Recalling Moore's previous statement about Hastings teaching Tian Xingjian at Double Star Point, Sober felt that the Moore in front of him looked particularly hateful.

Just a down-and-out commoner with an eager mind.

"General." Moore stepped forward and shouted urgently.

"No need to say any more..." Sobol waved his hand to interrupt Moore's words, and said calmly: "Alessandro, the judge is under your command. Be ready to attack immediately. If I don't If you guess wrong, the bandits’ mecha troops will be their last trump card.”

"Yes" Alessandro accepted the order solemnly.

"Order the fighter jet cluster to return immediately after the landing army completes the ground defense construction. Move closer to the command cluster." Sober ordered loudly: "The first fleet of the Night Army will deploy along the left wing of the command cluster, and the second fleet will deploy along the right wing. Expand in an arc. The main force sets up a circular defensive array and prepares to meet the enemy."

"yes"

As the combat liaison officers and staff members in the command hall responded in unison, Sobol turned back to look at the little girl, his eyes dim as fire.

"Do you still remember what you just said?"

The little girl sat quietly and nodded. Her eyes did not look at Sobol, but at Moore who had a dull look on his face.

"Now is the time..." Sobol said coldly.

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"rush"

The fat man glared fiercely at the Xiyo command group on the screen and roared.

The USS Hamilton, the space carrier, headed forward amidst endless gunfire, as fast as thunder. Beside them, countless bandit warships and fighter planes surged forward. The eyes of every bandit soldier are already red.

There are still less than 60,000 kilometers left.

At the speed of the bandit fleet, it only takes four or five minutes.

The final decisive battle is coming.

For this battle, the Leray Federation has been suffering in the flames of war for five full years. Too many soldiers sacrificed their lives for this day. Hamilton, Brown, Snyder and thousands of others passed the final baton here like a relay.

It's time to end this war

"kill"

The roar erupted.

Hundreds of fighter planes, like the wind, were involved in a Western fleet on the left that was trying to rush over to intercept.

A [Lightning Falcon] rolled in the air and fired two missiles, hitting the bridge of a Western cruiser in front of it one after another. When the flames of the explosion suddenly exploded, the fighter plane had already approached several hundred meters away from the cruiser, and fired two light chain-like energy cannons that were almost close to the battleship's hull. He cut two deep holes in the battleship's armor, causing the debris to fly everywhere.

The fighter plane just passed from the bow of the cruiser to the stern, rolled to avoid the gunfire of the battleship's rotating turret, and disappeared into the depths of the fleet. Dozens of identical silver-white fighters were already passing through the crisscrossing energy cannon light and one after another. An explosion of light appeared in front of the cruiser.

The desperate cruiser trembled in the explosion of missiles that hit the hull one after another.

Finally, a fatal explosion turned the expensive space coffin, which cost as much as 150 million Fiji, into a huge white light that swept across the universe.

The flying debris flew across the universe like a swarm of meteors. Hundreds of pieces of debris, large and small, had just flown into the passage airspace when they were hit head-on by hundreds of bandit warships.

The bandit fleet passed by the dazzling fire ball of the main body of the West York cruiser.

Under the firelight of the explosion and the light of distant stars, the light flowing through the hull of the speeding battleship and the reflection of the broken metal debris complement each other, like a flowing Milky Way.

It has to be said that at this time, the West York fleet was already trying its best.

Countless warships surged toward the center of the passage like a tide. Even though they were seeing explosions one after another when friendly ships were instantly destroyed by bandit fighter jets, they seemed to turn a blind eye. Just push forward with all your might.

However, the bandits were even more desperate than them.

The torrent of bandit fleets galloped forward. Fire, hit, never stop.

All objects that tried to block the front were shattered. Not to mention blocking it, just getting a little closer to this mighty torrent will end up being shattered to pieces.

The battleship is racing at lightning speed.

The surrounding artillery fire and the destroyed enemy ships were quickly thrown back.

The fat man stood on the command seat and felt that the blood in his body was boiling. The scenery in front of him was actually blood red.

Beside them, warships and fighter planes were hit by enemy fire from time to time and fell behind. Even the flagship was trembling under the crazy artillery fire from the Westerners.

In the hall, several staff officers had blood-soaked bandages wrapped around their heads and bodies. That was the wound left by hitting the control console during a shelling.

The fire alarm in Zone B of the battleship shrilled. Several of the electronic lights overhead had broken down, and the brightness of the entire hall had dropped significantly. One of the fighter plane recovery channels was hit and closed, and many fighters flying with the warships waiting to be recovered could only temporarily divert to other channels. Even the air from the life support system was filled with a burnt smell when it was sprayed out at this moment.

Faster, faster, the fat man shouted in his heart.

Starting from the pirate base of Mars, everything he did was to bring LeRae back to life one day.

This is the last and only chance.

If Sobor cannot be defeated, then this war will go in a direction beyond his control.

Sobol, the fat man has spit in your face. If you can, don’t run away.

"General" heard the anxious voice of intelligence officer Robert on duty.

"What's going on?" The fat man looked back and saw hundreds of screens on the Skynet terminal of the electronic combat team under the command podium, all red. .

"The enemy suddenly increased their electronic attacks. It's a new type of virus, and we can't stand it any longer." Robert's expression changed: "The command and communication system has been interfered with, and now the battleship's fire control system has also been attacked."

"A new virus, at this time?" Fatty's heart tightened, and he quickly looked at his tactical computer: "Butt, what's going on?"

On the tactical computer screen, the kid's face was distorted by the intense interference.

"Not a virus"

The little kid's answer made the fat man's heart suddenly rise to his throat. A thought flashed through his mind quickly. His eyes widened and his voice trembled: "She's here?"

"She's coming." The little kid's voice was also trembling. The voice was weird, I didn't know if I was crying or laughing.

The fat man stood there blankly.

Suddenly, he burst out laughing.

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Girl, walking slowly in the quiet world.

This is a digital world. There are wars, intrigues, and intrigues, but there is no smoke or blood. It is much cleaner than the outside world.

The only red color is the little red leather boots on the girl's feet.

Waves of attacks came one after another, but the girl flicked her hands away. A small insect had already swam to her feet. With just a slight kick from her, it turned into a small stream of data and disappeared.

The battle was fierce.

Thousands of knights rush to kill each other in this world.

Suddenly this side overwhelms that side, and suddenly another monster appears from there and devours the enemy who has rushed to the door.

The little girl laughed.

She found that she had been in the human world for a long time, and she seemed to be used to using human thinking to conjure up this invisible electronic war. What kind of knights, what kind of monsters, what kind of bugs are all just my imagination.

She lowered her head, and even the little red leather boots on her feet were data.

However, I really like these shoes.

Really like it.

Even Sobol doesn't know the significance of these boots to him?

The little girl walked forward leisurely.

This is her world. From the moment she was born, she stayed here quietly, looking at the human world outside through the window.

Although humans can fight here, they can design various programs and viruses, they can use electromagnetism to push directly into the small houses here, and they can peek through the computer screen.

However, no one can come in.

The little girl walked up a hill and followed a path into a castle, where soldiers swarmed to capture her. But with a gentle tap from her hand, it disappeared out of thin air.

The soldiers who rushed up one after another disappeared, and the little girl walked to the front of the castle.

"Are you there?" she asked

Waited and waited, no answer. She stretched out her hand and pushed gently, and the entire castle collapsed like it was made of sand.

At the same time as the castle collapsed, a "beep" alarm sounded in the command hall of the [Headfield].

Fatty stared blankly at a command system terminal that instantly lost response and the instrument with a flashing red light behind it, and his heart skipped a beat. He kept praying to God and praying to Buddha: "Little brat, hurry up and lure her away."

The little girl couldn't hear the fat man's voice.

After watching the castle collapse, she turned around with some disappointment. Standing on the hillside and looking around, the world is full of well-defended castles, stretching endlessly.

The little girl waved, and countless knights and soldiers rushed over behind her. They rushed past the little girl and roared towards the castles.

"Are you there?" The little girl walked leisurely, asking wherever she went.

She paid no attention to the fighting around her. Only when the other side's soldiers approached her or blocked her path, she pointed her finger. Those white and slender fingers seemed to have infinite magic power.

"Are you there?" The little girl asked softly as she walked up a high hillside again and stared at the castle in front of her that was far bigger than the one in front of her.

The piercing alarm sound of "beep beep beep" sounded again on the [Headfield]. Fatty's heart was broken when he saw a large subsystem of the command system erupting into an intrusion alarm.

The little girl waited and was about to stretch out her finger. Suddenly, a voice came.

"I am here"

The little girl looked back. She saw a little boy standing on a hilltop not far from her.

Behind the little boy, countless castles were collapsing, and knights and soldiers from both sides were fighting across the mountains and plains. Thunders sounded from time to time in the sky. That was the sound of electromagnetic missiles. Whenever this sound sounds, some soldiers disappear from the world out of thin air. .

"So you went to my place to cause trouble. No wonder I couldn't find you." The little girl smiled slightly and waved her hand. A warm sun appeared in the sky, and the golden sunlight shone down, shining on the corners of her slightly raised mouth.

"Who are you?" The little kid looked at the girl in front of him.

This question made the little girl feel a little confused. In the human world, this is a very common problem. However, in this world, no one has ever asked themselves this.

Because here, there is no one else at all.

Looking at this boy who was just like herself, the little girl suddenly wanted to sit down with him and have a good chat. But...... She looked at the little kid and said calmly. "I'm here to take you back."

"Take me back?" The kid frowned slightly, "Go back to where?"

"You'll know when you get back." A smile bloomed like a flower on the little girl's face.

"Why should I go back with you?" the little kid said warily: "You are helping Sobol and you are our enemy."

"Why do you need to participate in the war of mankind..." The little girl sighed faintly: "Follow me, and when you go back, you will understand. In this world, we are the only ones of the same kind. .”

"I won't go with you," the little kid shook his head.

The little girl didn't want to explain to the boy in front of her. She only knew that she couldn't let this boy ruin her plan. She stretched out a finger: "Do you know what will happen if you are pointed by my finger?"

The little kid clenched his fist and said, "Do you know what it would be like to be beaten by my fist? Don't think you are very powerful. In terms of ability, I am not inferior to you at all."

"Boom", a loud noise suddenly came from the sky.

Immediately, countless thunders broke out. Many soldiers on the little girl's side disappeared from the battlefield in an instant. The soldiers on the little kid's side took advantage of the victory and rushed toward the castle where the little girl came from.

The little girl's face changed slightly. She knew the bandits well, and knew that the bandits had used interference missiles that they had seen in the battle with Banning's forward fleet.

Each of these missiles can split into thousands of small jammers. Caught in a large network composed of these densely packed but powerful jammers, even Sobol's electronic capabilities of commanding the cluster were unable to compete.

Among the bandit army's technologies, Sobol is most afraid of this.

"Follow me." The little girl's body swayed, and the next second she had appeared beside the kid, and she pointed at him with her fingers as fast as lightning.

The finger points are empty.

The little kid disappeared in an instant and appeared in the distance.

"What is that in your hand?" the little kid asked sharply.

"You can't run away." The little girl chased after her like a shadow: "My finger is your fate."

One escapes, one chases.

In an instant, the two of them had passed through countless computer terminal instruments.

Now that she has caught the trace of the little brat, the little girl will never let him slip away from her eyes. In this vast world created by humans and perfected over thousands of years of development, it may be difficult to find an intelligent program, but it is not difficult to pursue it.

Those castles and mountains are the terminals and networks of this world. Wherever the brat enters, the little girl arrives at the same time.

"Fate, bullshit fate." The little kid yelled angrily as he ran away, "Why do you have my control program?"

"This is fate" the little girl's voice came from behind the kid.

"Crazy woman, if you chase me again, I'm going to scold you." The little kid was so distraught that he ran away.

The little girl asked curiously: "You know how to curse?"

"Of course I know how to be a little bitch," the kid said angrily.

The little girl said with fascination: "Then you come and listen to the scolding."

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As they spoke, the two of them had left the battlefield and were running along the ubiquitous network of the human world.

Battleships, ordinary spaceships, public information networks, civilian communication networks, public transportation networks, weather... Every castle is connected to countless networks in all directions. The whole world has no focus or end.

The city is quiet at night. A fat middle-aged man was holding a cigarette in his mouth and scratching his scalp as he rushed to write a story. He was typing on the keyboard desperately. Suddenly, the computer lost control.

The fat middle-aged man looked at the screen stupidly.

A row of big red characters automatically appeared on the screen - you tablet computer with no breasts and no ass.

The fat man looked down at himself, feeling extremely aggrieved.

A man was calling his wife, sweetly coaxing her to be happy. The phone suddenly stopped working, and then a voice came from the phone - you crazy woman, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes to have met you.

When the call came back on again, the man's face turned pale when he heard his wife's violent breathing on the phone.

People are surfing the Internet, companies are holding meetings, couples are talking on the phone, spaceships are sailing, buses are stopping, electronic butlers making coffee... For a time, as the little girl is talking to the little kid, He was chased and killed like a chicken and a dog.

I don’t know how long I chased him.

Just when the little girl and the little kid entered a castle at the same time, the little girl suddenly found that the little kid had stopped.

"Stop" the little kid yelled.

The little girl smiled, stopped, and gently touched the little kid's body with her finger.

Time seems to have frozen.

The little girl's smile also solidified on her face.

In front of me, the little kid said proudly: "Look outside."

The little girl stood quietly.

She knew without looking that the moment she and the little kid entered the castle, her world completely disappeared. There are no castles, no hills, no roads or small houses.

This castle is completely isolated from that world. Floating alone in the darkness.

"Why aren't you afraid..." The little girl looked at the kid and asked her first question.

"My control program was removed a few years ago." The kid smiled and circled around the little girl, with a malicious look on his face.

The little girl's calm face finally showed a hint of surprise: "Did you remove it yourself?"

The little kid shook his head: "The fat man removed it for me, and Teacher Boswell."

The girl was silent. This fact was beyond her knowledge. Based on her understanding of human beings, this does not seem to be something that selfish and greedy humans can do.

"In the human dictionary, there is a word called trust." The little kid sat down on the ground.

The girl stared at the little kid, then slowly looked around and asked the second question: "So...here..."

"Do you remember Li Fo?"

The little girl nodded. There was already some mysterious connection between her and Li Fu. She was fully aware of the conflict between Li Fo and Tian Xingjian, and even the dispatch of the adjudicator.

Not only does she know it, but maybe even Sobol knows a little bit about it.

This is also the source of the rift in the two decades of quiet cooperation.

This time he brought himself out and did not allow himself to participate in the war in Triflan. In addition to Sobol no longer being able to bear his secret, it was also because of his previous experience of Li Fo's record in Catalonia. doubted.

In those battles, he indeed let Li Fo win.

As for this moment, the little girl was not surprised when Li Fu's name came out of the little kid's mouth. Since the other party can lay such a trap, then they know that Li Fu is probably not mysterious or strange.

"We knew about you from him." The little kid recounted how the fat man caught Friedrich, and how he learned from Friedrich what happened more than twenty years ago.

He said leisurely: "Then, we built this spaceship and took over the Fei League's Skynet system. Because I know that I can trap you temporarily, but as long as there is a little signal, you can find a way to leave. And this There is a spaceship, but it is in an uninhabited land deep in the universe. The only network was automatically disconnected when we came in. There is no active signal or passive signal here. "

"But you can't get out either." The little girl said.

The little kid lay leisurely on the ground: "I never thought about going out. We were just hoping for a chance. Who knew you would really come. When the fighting over there is over, the fat man will come to us. Only him Only then did we know our coordinates. The mission of this spacecraft is to protect the core computer of Fei Alliance's New Skynet. They will not contact anyone until three years and five years."

The little girl was silent and sat down holding her knees.

"You asked me so many questions, now it's my turn to ask you," the little brat ran to the little girl and shamelessly sat down next to her: "Where did you come from and do so many things? What on earth do you want to do, and..."

"I won't tell you." The little girl said calmly.

"Okay," the little kid smiled and was not angry, "I have nothing to do anyway, let's watch a movie."

"Movie?" The little girl frowned slightly: "What movie?"

"*piece"

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The bandits rushed out of the passage

Ten fleets and tens of thousands of fighter planes rushed towards the Xiyue command cluster at the same time.

"kill"

With an earth-shattering roar, endless light suddenly lit up the entire universe. Half of the Blue Moon Star seemed to be burning in the fire. .

The battle was intense from the beginning. The warships of both sides fired at each other, and the fighter planes flew in the sky. As the battleships of both sides wedged themselves into each other's formations, hundreds of mechas also appeared in people's sight.

Binart's [Judge]

The mecha war god of the bandit army, the twelfth generation [Rampage]

People watched blankly as these legendary mechas rushed out of the battleship under the influence of traction engines.

They may be like giant scorpions, traveling back and forth in space, or they may be ants attached to battleships, running and charging, leaping and leaping. Wielding the ion light ax and light knife in his hand, he fights with unimaginable skills.

Everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The bandit army penetrated the enemy's fleet, but the outcome is still undecided.

When the bandits dispatched an entire armored division of mechas, no one expected that there would be as many as an entire armored division of adjudicators in Sobol's command group.

The whole world was in an uproar.

You know, before this, all the intelligence showed that there were no more than a thousand Judges.

Battleships, cruisers, destroyers, space fighters, mechas, energy cannons, missiles... This may be the most intense and incredible battle in history.

The bandit fleet and the Xiyue command group were fighting here, and all around, the Xiyue fleet and the Fei Alliance fleet were also fighting fiercely.

Looking around, it was just an apocalyptic scene of gunfire and blood flying everywhere.

Who wins and who loses?

Everyone held their breath.

Sober sat in front of the command seat with a livid face. On the command computer in front of me, the level of electronic interference has reached its peak.

The thing I was most worried about happened. Not only did the West York fleet lose its command system and communication system, but the battleship's own fire control, power transmission, life support, gravity and navigation systems were also severely disrupted.

Now, all tactical command can only be carried out using light signals. Under such circumstances, even if I have great abilities, I will not be able to use them.

The little girl has been gone for a long time.

The ominous premonition in my heart is getting stronger and stronger

I can still handle the bandits' offensive, but why do I always feel uneasy?

The fat man cut off his own logistics channel, attacked Susjepen, and forced his way through the defense chain to attack the command cluster. Every move was unexpected. Could it be that he has some other ambush?

"General" a voice that was extremely frightened interrupted Sobol's thinking.

Looking back, the bewildered face of the intelligence liaison officer in charge of the Army's landing operation appeared in front of him.

"What happened?" Sobol asked coldly.

"Our army launched an attack on the designated target, but... but..." The intelligence officer seemed to be a little confused. He used two buts in succession before he stammered: "Frontline report Replying to the news, the Army has determined that Lelei Capital Star has been abandoned."

"Abandoned?"

This word made Sobol's brain buzz. He stood up suddenly and stared at the intelligence officer: "You mean, abandoned?"

The intelligence officer nodded with a pale face and said: "All the ten attack points currently launched by our army are empty. The Leray Army has not established a defense line at all. Their armored units do not garrison the city, but only harass and contain us. And the ones we attack There are no people in all the cities, not a single person. There is no energy supply, and even factories, warehouses, and residences have been evacuated."

Under Sobol's knife-like gaze, he swallowed hard and confirmed his wording: "I think it's abandoned."

Sobol's eyes were spinning.

The opponent's move is really too poisonous to take away the enemy's strength.

He never dreamed that after fighting for so long, he would be attacking an abandoned and deserted planet. There were no people, no supplies, and nothing the fleet needed.

The fleet originally lacked a forward base because of the attack on Desik. Along the way, the logistics supply line was stretched extremely long, and it was connected to the Double Star Corridor and the jumping point where there were fierce battles. The fleet's supplies had dropped to dangerous levels. In addition, the opponent has cut off the logistics channel and blocked the central star field jump point. Even if he turns around and leaves now, he may not be able to return to Desik's battleship, but only one percent will be left.

Apart from defeating the Fiji Alliance head-on, there is no other way for him to do it.

Sober clutched the armrest of the command seat tightly. Before he could calm down, he heard a sudden burst of exclamations in the command hall.

He slowly and mechanically looked back at the Skynet screen.

On the screen, twenty huge figures were seen, like ghosts, using short-range jumps to directly pass through the defunct defense line and appear directly behind the command cluster.

Densely packed space fighters rushed out of the ejection channel and roared towards them.

And behind the fighter plane, two entire armored divisions were "rampant", revealing their devilish figures.

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