Him and their stars

Marshal Farrell is indeed an excellent military strategist with both imagination and execution, and his vision is destined to look to the future and the stars.

Of course, he didn't know that a small-scale battle was also going on in a branch star system on the New World Highway "behind" him.

Continuous beams of light passed through the void and sank into the belly of the Anmons transport ship. The explosion came out from the ship's fat belly, tearing open the armor, and the flames and shock waves began to spread. Although no sound could be heard, it was still like the call of the devil.

This ship is almost done. Colonel Horatio Wayne made a judgment and then ordered: "The entire fleet stops firing."

"Start slowing down, reorganizing, and preparing to evacuate."

"The landing force begins searching and collecting valuable targets. You only have thirty minutes."

"Navigator, determine the direction of the channel."

"Observation team, determine if there are any survivors."

"Damage control team, I want a loss report in fifteen minutes."

His deputy, Lieutenant Colonel Michel Kent, passed on this series of orderly orders and made more complete supplements.

A group of capable crew members were busy at their respective posts. The scene was still busy, but it seemed orderly. Soon, the Earth warships participating in the hunt stopped their shelling.

The gorgeous ion beam dissipated, but the continuous explosions in the fat Anmons transport ship never stopped. The huge hull was torn apart by the shock waves from the inside and outside, and was completely broken into two. The lives of thousands of crew members were taken away in an instant, and millions of tons of supplies immediately became part of the cosmic garbage.

However, considering that the hull was very well destroyed, there must be survivors and supplies left behind.

As for her two escort destroyers, they were sunk on the spot in an unethical sneak attack half an hour ago.

So, the hunters who caused this tragedy, a small fleet consisting of a Xiaguang-class heavy cruiser Victory, a light cruiser, and two destroyers, had already excitedly eliminated the landing troops and robots and began to clean up the battlefield in an orderly manner.

Their movements were so skillful that they did not look like well-trained soldiers, but more like well-trained pirates.

Of course, this performance was actually very reasonable.

After all, these crew members were members of the Yang Fleet. In the vast sea of ​​stars in the Dawn Star Region, they played hide-and-seek with the Imperial Fleet for a year. Putting aside the other skills, the hit-and-run stealth guerrilla skills were naturally maxed out. This was no longer subject to the commander's will.

In addition, Horatio Wayne, who was supposed to be a brave general who would never retreat, did not think there was any problem. He seemed to be in the shape of a "guerrilla war" from the inside out.

If someone who knew his other side appeared here, he would definitely be very moved.

In short, Colonel Horatio Wayne, who particularly liked to confront the enemy in another timeline, was complacently calculating his results on the bridge of his loyal Victory.

If the results of this hunt were counted, the enemy ships he sank along the way had exceeded the total tonnage of his fleet. If he led a harassment fleet for the purpose of disrupting trade, the results would be brilliant. Even if he was blocked and destroyed by the enemy now, it would be considered a complete success.

However, considering that his mission was to conduct reconnaissance and lure the enemy behind enemy lines, his sense of achievement was somewhat discounted.

"I don't know if Commander Yang has received my message." Wayne thought.

This is the case in the New World. Without the immediate effect of the source-mass wave, the communication of gravitational waves also needs the transfer of beacon towers to maintain smooth and uniform delivery. But once the war comes, the gravitational wave beacon towers are always the targets of the enemy. These small space facilities are indeed small targets. Throwing them into the starry sky is like throwing sand into the sea.

However, it cannot cover up the fact that this "sand" will transfer signals, and the sense of existence will be very different.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the Yang Fleet has a small source-mass wave terminal in its hands, which may also be the only source-mass wave terminal in the New World. Therefore, although the team is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of military strength, it still has the advantage of intelligence and communication.

"He will receive it, it will only be a matter of time." Michel Kent said to him.

This person played a key role in the construction of the base in Watheim, but now he has boarded Wayne's Victory. He is a brick in the New World war zone, and he moves wherever it is important.

Four months ago, when Horatio Wayne led the fleet from the "Tower of Babel", he really never thought that he would stumble out of the Dawn Nebula and wander all the way to the New World Highway.

In the previous battle to encircle and suppress the Mettig fleet, he still successfully played the role of bait. Although the battle was not completely successful, the entire fleet also successfully gained confidence, and the morale of the whole fleet was now very high.

Afterwards, after seeking the advice of Yang Xiyi, Wayne rested in the secret base of the planet Watheim. He obtained a batch of supplies from his old comrade and classmate Michel Kent.

Of course, it was just some energy packs and ammunition hand-kneaded from the workshop, as well as a small amount of compressed food made from underground moss, mushrooms and earthworms. It was not very formal, but it was better than nothing.

In short, under the command of Major General Orwell and Lieutenant Colonel Kent, the construction of Watheim's secret base has begun to bear fruit. Even among the refugees who followed Yang Fleet around, some newborns were actually born.

Such lively good news naturally made him full of life, and he said to Kent: "Now that we are on the right track here, then come with me to set off on a new journey. I am short of a staff officer on board the Victory." long."

He paused and then said: "That guy Yu Lian always said that you are actually more suitable to be prime minister than a general, but I just don't believe it. We people in the Lion Heart Society should always go in the fire. Another ball of fire.”

"I'm not a war maniac like you, Horatio. In addition, Yu Lian never said that I am suitable to be prime minister. How can such a thing be approved?" Kent said helplessly: "He just said that construction is more difficult than destruction. , and it also tests determinism. In an era of strife, I am definitely not as good as you. But in an era of construction, my patience may have more room to display."

"He definitely didn't use such polite lines, but what he said does make sense." Wayne said angrily: "I finally figured it out. There are even farms and factories in the underground caves of the planet Watheim. If Yu Lian comes here, I will give you a Sapphire Pioneer Medal."

Kent said modestly: "Actually, it's not that exaggerated. Wertheim is still a farmland farmed by livestock, but robots are used to represent cows, and the factory is just a handicraft industry... Wait, is he qualified to issue a medal?"

"If this battle is over, maybe there will be one."

"..."

"I was mocking him, can't you tell?"

"...I also hope you are joking. However, since you can make such a joke as if nothing happened, Horatio, you must have accepted your fate, right?"

Before the red-haired warrior brother reacted and became furious, Kent smiled again: "So, in fact, you have also seen that although the base area is on the right track, it still needs the next step of construction planning. We need to explore more in the planet caves and build more settlements.”

"Yes, yes, if you continue like this, you will become a qualified caveman chief."

Although he said this, Mihir Kent did not really reject the other party after all. It has always been difficult for him to refuse any request from this stubborn red-haired boy, and this has been the case since kindergarten.

Therefore, Lieutenant Colonel Kent, who had finally cultivated the fields for half a year and lived a stable life for half a year, left the next round of management of the base area to Major General Orwell, and boarded the Victory with great interest.

After all, it was a rare new ship that Yang's fleet added after a year, and he was actually quite interested in this kind of copycat Clear Sky-class cruiser.

The strong and replenished Wien fleet is ready to take the next step - in fact, Wien's current official position is only the captain of the Victory. However, this kind of small fleet with only four or five big cats and kittens and no large capital ships often has the captain with the highest military rank serving as the "temporary admiral".

Rounding it off, it seems reasonable to call it Venn Fleet.

They were going to investigate the Ring of Miracles or Yao Chi. The most important thing is to ensure the position and status of the Vulcan Ai Ran. This is a task assigned by Yang Xiyi personally.

However, the situation is just like what Horatio Wayne said, the members of the Lionheart Club do always have to go from one fire to another.

When Venn's small fleet arrived at a branch system with unimportant traffic and few livable planets, and still three jumps away from the Ring of Miracles, it was discovered by a passing imperial fleet.

The team was led by Yang Fleet's old friend Lieutenant General Valerys, a noble general who came from the Valerys Duke family, and a typical Tirello military aristocrat who had received rigorous military training since he was a child.

The typical portrait of this kind of person is a steel sculpture composed of seriousness, resoluteness, coldness and stubbornness. They often have courage that has been tempered over time and a firm execution ability.

During the year-long hide-and-seek battle, Lieutenant General Valerys was tricked by Yang Xiyi several times, and many troops were lost. Even his old flagship, which had been with him for more than ten years, was seriously injured and was returning home for overhaul. For an old-school commander, it's as humiliating as a tauren, right?

He has now completely fallen into the ptsd state of the earth. As soon as he finds any trace of the enemy, he will definitely fall into a manic state.

Facing the small fleet of the Earthlings, the three battle cruisers and two aircraft carriers under the command of Vice Admiral Valerys and more than ten cruisers of various types all pretended to pursue them to the end of the universe.

He even sent out a wide-area broadcast of gravitational waves to the surrounding area, asking nearby imperial fleets to join the hunt.

Fortunately, this is not the mainland of the Milky Way after all. No matter how powerful the gravitational wave communication is, there is a delay. Although the nearby Imperial fleet received the news and swarmed in, there would be a time lag in their actions, and there would always be room for a breakthrough.

Before the huge fishing net was completely tightened, Horatio Wayne, a slippery fish, had already figured out the largest hole in the net and got right out.

However, compared to Yang Xiyi, who seems to have an omniscient eye, Wayne is still slightly behind in terms of judgment and foresight in combat maneuvers.

In the DL275 system, he encountered a certain Anmons fleet. At this time, Wayne showed his bravery. He ordered the entire fleet to advance at full speed and rushed towards the enemy fleet that had not yet reacted.

In the shortest time, the Earth fleet entered a fierce charge state, and began to fire thousands of cannons before both sides entered the effective range.

The flagship of the Anmons, a monkey-version of the Empire Brave-class cruiser, was severely injured on the spot, and the rest of the warships were immediately dizzy and defeated.

Horatio Wayne led the warships to complete the frontal breakthrough, swaggered out of the system, and began to consider whether to move to the Tower of Babel or Watheim.

However, when he was about to get carried away, Michel Kent reminded him that since the Imperial fleet was swarming in, several traffic must be certain and a considerable enemy fleet had gathered. A small fleet of four warships can surprise and defeat an enemy of the same size, but once the enemy has four or five times the force of their own and is well prepared, they will never be able to gain any advantage.

"So, the way back is cut off?" Wayne was not willing to accept it.

"No doubt, it is cut off." Kent was very sure.

At this time, he showed a calmer and calmer mentality than Horatio Wayne: "Move to the direction of Orodia. As for whether to go to Dawn Pass or to the Devil's Eye through the Queen Bu Galaxy, we will act according to the circumstances."

Although the subsequent development of the matter seemed different from what everyone expected, most people said they could accept it. After all, dancing under the nose of the enemy's superior fleet, it is inevitable that someone will catch the flaw. In fact, before setting off, most people also had a sense of realization.

Kent told everyone again: "Optimistically speaking, our mission to lure the enemy was actually very successful. The Imperial fleets within a radius of thousands of light years have come to encircle and suppress our few defeated soldiers. That should still create some combat opportunities for Commander Yang and Commander Bonaparte."

As for what opportunities they are, it doesn't matter. He has no doubt about the ability of the commanders to act according to circumstances.

Horatio Wayne and his subordinates felt comforted by the success, and their morale naturally rose.

Kent continued: "Take a step back, we can also use this to prove that the Vulcan Airan and Marshal Farrell should have left the Miracle Ring."

"Oh, how do you know?"

Kent opened the star map and drew the route of his own actions in the past few days, and the enemy's dynamics that the reconnaissance sensors could capture - of course, only a small part of the enemy's dynamics, but it can already explain a lot of problems.

"You see, if it was in the past, a fleet of the Imperial Army of this size would never have appeared alone. Although their encirclement and suppression was fierce, it still lacked a sense of hierarchy. It was more like a joint action of the same level that was negotiated and compromised, but lacked unified dispatch and command. This gave us an opportunity to take advantage of it."

He continued to calculate: "Lieutenant General Valeris has a high prestige and rank, but he is at the same level as Major General Mettig and other squadron commanders."

Wayne thought this made sense.

Then, Kent said in an almost certain tone: "Marshal Farrell even left in a hurry. I guess the person in charge of the war zone in the Dawn Star Region has not even taken office yet."

Wayne still didn't think there was any problem here, and thought: "So, what are they in a hurry for?"

"This is what we want to verify. Our mission is reconnaissance and induction. We have completed half of it, and now we should do the other half." Michel Kent said.

Even if there were no missions, everyone was blocked from returning to the Tower of Babel, so they had to give up their fantasies and move forward.

So, the Wayne fleet quickly unified their thoughts.

As they approached the Onotia galaxy, various engineering ships and transport ships gradually increased. This can be confirmed that the Empire is really building a large-scale construction on this planet, treating it as an important military base, or even operating it as a local territory.

"Tsk, this planet... it's obviously us who came here first, and we started building it first." Wayne said.

"It was built by Major General Orwell, and me and Hachiman. We don't care now, so why are you indignant here?" Michel Kent smiled and said, "However, if even Onotia has invested such development power, what about Dawn Pass, which has a more important geographical location?"

Wayne's eyes lit up: "Is it possible that the Empire wants to rebuild the Unity Fortress?"

Without waiting for his friend to respond, he said again: "That galaxy must be a very busy galaxy now. Now that we are here, if we don't bother it, wouldn't it be a waste of so much suffering?"

"This..."

"Don't worry, that galaxy has the most densely packed ice asteroid belt we've ever seen, and it's also full of battlefield relics left over from the Battle of Judgment. There's still a lot of space that can be used." Wayne showed a confident expression: "Moreover, if the Empire really wants to rebuild the Unity Fortress, it will definitely prioritize the safety of the construction site. They probably won't be too concerned about our small fleet."

So, this fleet, composed of small and medium-sized warships, which could only be used to fight pirates at most, swaggered into the largest pass galaxy in the entire Dawn Star Region.

This is the fleet of the Community, which returned to the galaxy where it once fought and lived after nearly a year.