Him and their stars

Most officers and soldiers, including Taia, always felt that the commander was in a jar, but the old comrades who had served in the 13th Fleet in those days still operated the equipment as usual.

When a row of array cabinet-like terminals flashed, a robot lady of the Enlightenment, wearing a marshal's dress, grew out of a corner of the room like a mushroom after rain.

So you, the zero-element fairy, really move by network cable? And you said you are not a cyber ghost?

"Ahahaha, so this is the dragon boat! Very interesting, very interesting, um, really interesting."

Yu Lian glanced at Xiao Hui from the corner of his eye. The attitude of this robot ghost today is questionable. He actually used three "interesting" at once.

He himself just used this huge dragon boat as a tool to break the defense of the imperial devils, but looking at this meaning, there is an unexpected surprise?

Of course, this does not rule out Xiao Hui adding drama to himself again. Look, she has already looked at me, and then she began to circle around me in amazement, like a parrot that has eaten too much moon candy.

"By the way, brother Yu Lian, what kind of look is this? A human pig?"

After all, there were other subordinates at the scene, so Yu Lian decided to pretend that he didn't see it. After all, he had enough experience in ignoring Xiao Hui. Of course, Feifei did the same.

Fortunately, perhaps some of the functions of the dragon ship made her very interested, so she only made a few short noises and disappeared behind the wall of a certain passage.

Then, two screens popped up on the terminal, which were Admiral Sylvester who was still on the Athena, and Captain Tovey and Chief of Staff Mkawa on the Fuxi.

"What is this, human pig?" Sylvester underestimated, but immediately said: "Is the general reserve in my hand used at this time?"

"Of course it is so." Yu Lian smiled and said: "Please use the fortress guns and cooperate with the reserve fleet under your direct command to maintain our retreat route, and don't let Marshal Ikenroga block our retreat."

"They are too late. Brother, you are too fast." Admiral Sylvester said.

Although I know you are praising yourself, I still think it is too bad.

Fortunately, before Yu Lian conveyed his dissatisfaction, the other party said again: "In fact, Marshal Ikenroga's fleet is moving very fast, but it can't stand your faster speed! How much time has it been? You have already captured the Revelation and severely damaged the Titan... By the way, what about the Tirello Brave Advance?"

"It's a pity that it failed to sink, but we won't see it for at least a year." Yu Lian said. After all, he was playing a storm with two powerful enemies inside the hull, so he still had this confidence. In fact, if it weren't for the master-level assistant Duke Geribean who was always following him, he might have really killed the Titan.

Well, this kind of pleasure of killing a ship alone will be left for later. The battle is not over yet, after all, there are plenty of opportunities. Yu Lian just showed a ferocious smile, and he felt that he was still a little perverted. It turned out that he had to restrain himself.

"Hahaha, it only took less than two hours. This is a brilliant achievement comparable to King Suliuka's Miracle Ring Battle."

"Less than two hours?" Anyway, after personally riding the torpedo ship to cosplay Iron Man, Yu Lian was too lazy to calculate the time. When he was disturbed by the space just now, he had a sense of dislocation. Until now, he has not fully recovered, and he is even more insensitive to the passage of time.

"Yes, from the time you ordered the attack to now, it has only been 1 hour and 51 minutes." Feifei reported back: "Moreover, major breakthroughs have been made in other aspects..."

"Major breakthrough?"

"Yes, in your words, a revolutionary breakthrough."

How could I not know whether I had a revolution or not?

Just when Yu Lian was still confused, the girl said seriously: "You did not hold a sacrificial ceremony before the war."

To her, it seemed that no matter what extraordinary things Yu Lian did, they were very "creative" and "revolutionary."

The so-called sacrificial ceremony is nothing more than burning dolls? How could I have such patience? Just thinking about how to make the most of the old waist of the empire masters has already exhausted all my energy.

"It's just a feudal ritual of inviting gods from the empire, which has only been around for a few hundred years. How can it become a tradition of the entire galaxy? Stop it if you want to."

In any case, Yu Lian really can't appreciate activities such as burning dolls and dancing gods. What's more, I personally experienced the source of the ritual, so I don't have any sense of sacred identity.

However, Admiral Sylvester has a different understanding of this issue: "In front of a truly extraordinary hero, tradition can give way. Because what you create is the tradition of the future. Brother Yu Lian, all the soldiers are cheering for you! They are also willing to die for you, and they also firmly believe that following you, victory is within reach."

The other party really praised too much, even with Yu Lian's current shame, it was a little difficult to accept. In the medical cabin, he wanted to get his head in.

"Sir, this is not allowed to be said!" Yu Lian said.

"What is not allowed to be said? Victory? Or death?"

Of course neither is possible. Just as Yu Lian was about to say this, he heard Feifei whisper: "To die for one person, not for the country, this is clearly the beginning of warlordism!"

Tai'a muttered: "Hahaha! It's not just warlordization, it's simply the advanced stage of warlord cancer."

Yu Lian decided to pretend he didn't hear anything. Anyway, he knew I was guilty and it was only Spring and Autumn.

Fortunately, although the old senior looked a little over-excited and in a worrying mental state, he was also an old bureaucrat after all. Even though he was over-excited, he was generally under control. He quickly regained his composure and began to discuss practical issues.

"The imperial fleets on both wings are still advancing steadily? Our blockade is effective, but it is only effective. It is far worse than my original estimate. I have just received news that Fortress No. 3 in the outer ring is still there. Continue to resist, but it has been determined that Brigadier General Zuo Wanhu has been killed. "

Yu Lian closed his eyes and mourned for less than a second, but then opened them again, his eyes still sharp and firm: "Your original estimate was just a deduction in an optimistic way. At least, the imperial fleet tried its best to calculate, Before you have time to suppress the gravity well, your construction is successful."

He wasn't trying to comfort anyone. With limited troops, the imperial fleet can be dragged to this point. Even if it is because this is indeed an era where attacking the weak and defending the strong fortress dominates, the old senior Sylvester, who is born with the Holy Body of Ashes, also It is indeed indispensable.

The old senior's eyes were moved, and he seemed to be really relieved.

Chief of Staff Mkawa said: "According to the original plan you made, the entire fleet will begin to shrink its formation. The cruiser formation will immediately begin preparations for the next lightning strike."

"Very good. Modify the combat plan so that the 7th and 8th cruiser formations are on standby in the T45 star field. It is up to the formation commander to decide when to launch a lightning strike. How about the 4th aircraft carrier formation? Can fighter jets be dispatched?"

After receiving a positive answer from the other side, Yu Lian immediately ordered: "Then press forward, and the remaining two squadrons of lightning strike ships will also attack immediately."

The commander looked like he was ready to throw in all the chips. Although Chief of Staff Mkawa was a little confused, he immediately stood at attention and said: "Understood!"

Of course, Yu Lian believed that a good leader must not engage in mysticism, unless there is really no way to explain it, so he said: "I just heard the enemy ship's broadcast when I was on board the Tiruiluo Yongjin, saying that I would not hesitate to do so." Take back the Pilgrim at all costs If nothing else happens, the fast fleet under Xiaolong will be dispatched immediately. However, with so many warships gathered together, it is a difficult task to fight head-on. There aren’t many opportunities.”

"Even if the Xiaolong doesn't come, we can still kill the enemy fleet!"

"In the next hour, we will face the most violent counterattack from the enemy fleet. However, as long as we can temporarily repel them, we will have a short respite. This ship should be able to engage the Fuxi within three minutes. . Let everyone be prepared." Yu Liandao.

Chief of Staff Mkawa naturally nodded and accepted the order.

Admiral Sylvester asked: "What happens after you take a breather?"

Yu Lian also had a brief, almost negligible silence. He moved his eyes, quickly scanning the dynamics of the two armies on the big screen, and then slowly said: "Sir, you and I both know that this victory will not change the overall situation. In fact, you have already done this. Mentally prepared.”

The admiral showed a difficult smile: "This is my problem. You are obviously old, and you shouldn't still have such childish fantasies."

"Xiaoguan said, you just always maintain an optimistic and positive attitude towards our final victory. In this difficult moment, this is the most precious thing." Yu Liandao.

"Thank you for describing your refusal to accept reality in such a fresh and refined way. Brother, with your eloquence and the emotional value it gives to your subordinates and colleagues, you should have become the supreme commander of the entire army long ago." General Sylvester revealed. With a hearty laugh, the difficulty and depression just now were swept away.

He said seriously: "Brother Yu Lian, is reality always so cruel? Or is it only like this during wars?"

"Hope will always suddenly disappear and suddenly appear again, especially in war. Whether it is cruel or not, I can't feel it. Anyway, we are used to it, but we have no choice but to control it."

Although Yu Lian was inside the medical cabin of the aircraft, with only his head exposed, his eyes and tone were unwavering. He really worked hard to make everyone believe that everything was under the commander's control.

"Understood! Please give the order."