Interstellar Fairy Tale

A one-man fighter hid behind the cruise ship, aimed at the blind spot where the enemy's artillery couldn't reach, rushed out from an incredible angle, abandoned the suicidal attack method of his companions, and chose to rush into the Mars Space Fleet recklessly. The humanoid mecha in the center, while the opponent held a light whip and slammed it down, the laser cannons under the fighter's wings emitted two dazzling scorching heat, instantly melting the joints of the humanoid mecha, except for the one located on the head of the humanoid mecha. Operating the cab, the joints, is the only weakness of this humanoid mecha!

"kindness?"

Admiral Harlan stood in front of the screen, watching this scene, frowned, should it be just a fluke?

The weakness of this humanoid mecha, even within the Golden Empire fleet, is only known to very few people. Adhering to the tradition of mechas with huge hulls and heavy shells, whether in the Golden Empire or in the satellite galaxy on the border of the empire, from the time the humanoid mecha first appeared in the space battlefield, it was almost an invincible existence. If you want to find out the weakness of this mecha and kill it with one blow, unless you have extremely high judgment and mechanical knowledge, luck is also essential.

However, in the next scene, Harlan had to start to face up to the fact that there were indeed such terrifying characters in the opposing fleet that could hardly be called an enemy.

"Adjust the flagship turret and shoot down that one-man fighter."

Harlan's voice was still cold, without any ups and downs, and the first class soldier Sen Nuo in front of the control desk could still hear the coldness and blood in the general's voice.

On the battlefield at the moment, the situation did not change due to the sudden attack of a single fighter. After the single-man fighter's suicide attack just started to work, even if the opponent realized its intention and the firepower was completely concentrated, it became impossible to break through the optical network formed by this layer of particle cannons and laser cannons. The only exception, I am afraid that only with the help of the cruise ship that has been destroyed half of the hull, he successfully avoided the particle light cannon attack, and at the same time, under the shadow of the huge ships of the Golden Empire Space Fleet, he silently approached the ha who was surrounded by many warships. The sapphire combat armor led by Ran and the Royce artificial celestial body that the flagship guards have reached a balance.

Shang Ping didn't feel that he avoided the attack entirely by relying on the fighter's operating skills and skillful orientation and flight. Once again, he narrowly avoided a beam of particle light cannons, and Shang Ping was even more certain about this guess.

However, now is not the time to thank the God of Luck. In any case, he must find a way to destroy the four humanoid mechas that have never left the Royce artificial celestial body since the beginning, as he planned before. Even if only one or two of them are destroyed so that they cannot move, it can temporarily prevent the other party from continuing to move the Royce artificial celestial body! As long as it lasts three hours! So that the Royce artificial celestial body cannot appear on the orbit of the eighth planet accurately and on time, then the other party can only give up this plan except to calculate a more accurate distance and advance direction again.

After all, in the vast universe, pulling an artificial celestial body forcefully without calculating the cosmic channel in advance is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Shang Ping clenched the control stick of the single-player fighter firmly, his eyes looked through the aiming screen of the helmet, looking at the Royce artificial celestial body in the distance, and the four humanoid mechas like prehistoric beasts around the celestial body. Thick, hellish color, including the huge, trembling flagship next to the mech, where, if only he could find a way...

Involuntarily holding his breath, Shang Ping felt his lungs hurt as if they were about to burst. He repeated the target position and distance in his mind several times, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

Calm down, he must calm down!

One after another one-man fighter jets rushed towards the enemy ships, most of which were hit by particle cannons before they reached their targets, which exploded silently and dissipated. Soldiers who can avoid particle cannons and laser cannons are ultimately inseparable from the fate of death, but their deaths are always accompanied by the explosion and damage of a Golden Empire space fleet battleship.

Colonel Apollo, commander of the Third Fleet, Michael, captain of the Eighth Fleet Fighter Squadron, and Dore, the captain of the Sixth Fleet Single Fighter Squadron, have all died in battle. The single fighter pilots who lost their commanders, throwing The icy order was opened, and it began to rush towards the Golden Empire cosmos fleet like a group of crazy gamblers. However, the price of madness is often only destruction and death.

As a member of the Eighth Fleet's single-man fighter team, after Captain Mike was killed, Rochette began to obey the orders of Vice-Captain Hanks. The young man who always likes to joke, watched the captain die in the dazzling laser cannon. In the light, his eyes were red, and he almost shouted hoarsely: "Beasts! I'm going to kill you!"

Rochette's eyes were also red, and under the crazy killing intent, there was another strange feeling hidden, until he saw a single-man fighter jet that seemed to have been hit by artillery fire and was unable to move. When the strange angle moved to the center of the opponent's battle formation, Rochette's eyes lit up. I locked the sight on the right flank of the one-man fighter, and I saw the eagle-shaped logo belonging to the Sixth Fleet's one-man fighter unit.

Shang Ping was attentively looking at the humanoid mecha in front of him, and at the same time paying attention to the artillery fire passing by, the communication device suddenly flashed a green light.

"Shang Ping, is that you?"

"Lochet?"

"Yes, whatever you're going to do. Take me with you!"

Lochte believed for almost no reason that Shang Ping must have some kind of plan. Just like the actual combat exercise in the Kanon military fortress, at an absolute disadvantage, Shang Ping, who was still a junior student at the time, was able to rely on himself. The power of the Madoff Military Academy led the students to break through the blockade and "survive".

Lochte's sudden summons disrupted Shang Ping's plan, but gave Shang Ping another chance. Originally, according to Shang Ping's ideas, no matter whether he could successfully destroy a humanoid mecha, he would never have the chance to launch a second attack. attack, and it is likely to kill immediately. With Lochte, things would be different.

Shang Ping didn't have time to think about it, he briefly told Rochette about the weaknesses of the humanoid mecha that he had thought of, and the plan just now. Only in these short words of communication, Mars' side, the Eighth Fleet The flagship has been separated from the remaining battleships of the other three fleets by the left-wing battleship of the Golden Empire Space Fleet. Although Colonel Hansen valiantly commanded the flagship's turret to launch a counterattack, the officers and men of the Eighth Fleet drove the battleships desperately to break through the black battleships that surrounded the Eighth Fleet's flagship, all in vain.

They could only watch the flagship that symbolized the fearlessness and bravery of Mars soldiers, and finally exploded in the artillery fire. The fragments of the battleship were scattered, and the corpses of soldiers and officers were almost unrecognizable, a body with only the upper body left. The airflow rolled up by the explosion flew in front of the officers and soldiers of the Eighth Fleet who were still on the periphery. That was Colonel Hansen...

Colonel Edgar clenched his fists and beat his head fiercely. The bright red blood slipped from his palms. The adjutant looked at his superior with scarlet eyes like crazy, and his handsome face was violent and distorted.

"Hansen! Hansen! Hansen!"

Edgar could only keep repeating the name, unable to utter a complete sentence at all.

"Lord Commander! Please calm down! You must calm down!"

The adjutant grabbed Edgar's arm anxiously, his hands trembling, and his voice was suppressed with sadness.

"Calm down? Yes, I want to calm down, calm down..."

Colonel Edgar was clenching his hair, and not long ago, that serious, but occasionally joking man, had told him that he would have a drink with him after the battle, and that he had rambling with him. Thinking about the leisurely life after retirement.

"Edgar, do you know, what I want to do most now is to get on a cruise ship after leaving the fleet, and go to the interstellar space where I once fought side by side with Goodwill, where there are you, me, and businessmen. Yu, there are our earliest memories as soldiers. I really want to go back to that time, to indulge in the past, when the black-haired boy was still alive and laughing, and the war had not yet begun..."

Colonel Edgar lowered his head and put his big hands on his eyes, and hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

He is a soldier, he can't cry, especially on the battlefield, but he can't control himself. Hansen's passing is more painful than the disappearance of goodwill.

He hasn't had time yet, hasn't had time to have a drink with that guy, it's the son of Goodwill, the gift his baby brought him, a gift that makes Hansen envious...

"Lord Commander..."

The adjutant's voice sounded again. Halfway through the words, the flagship shook violently. In front of the console, First Class Jack shouted in panic, "Sir Commander! It was hit, and the two turrets on the right were hit. Hit! If you get hit again, the flagship is likely to explode. Please find a way to leave immediately!"

Colonel Edgar looked up, expressionless, two lines of hot tears as if they had never appeared on his face.

"Leave? Where can I go?"

"At least, go back to Canon, Commander, you can't forget Colonel Apollo's entrustment!"

On the screen, Major William stated a fact in a stereotypical tone, "Colonel Edgar, you must take the responsibility of the commander, these soldiers, you must bring them back to Canon."

"Are you ordering me?"

"No," William shook his head, "I'm begging you, begging you, Colonel!"

Behind William, Austin looked at William's back, which did not seem broad, until Edgar nodded, Austin could clearly see that William's hands that were tightly clasped behind him loosened as if they lost strength in an instant.

"Sir?"

"Austin, you immediately leave with Liu Fang and Kevin."

"Sir?! What are you going to do?!"

"doing what?"

William turned his head and looked at Austin, "Do what a soldier should do."

"However, Colonel Apollo once said that the flagship of the Third Fleet must..."

"No, Austin, Colonel Apollo only said that the Helios can't be destroyed, can't be destroyed by the enemy." William smiled, "The flagships of the Eighth Fleet, Tenth Fleet and their commanders are gone, and neither is Apollo. Now, Helios, there is only one choice."

"But, you clearly told me that the Helios is the soul of the Third Fleet!"

"Yes, Army Soul, but now, we must look at this issue from another angle."

William didn't say more, just ordered Austin to immediately take the main control brain chip of the Helios and get on a single-person fighter jet and leave with the same space shuttle. After that, he turned to face the people who voluntarily stayed behind, and bent deeply. waist. These soldiers stood upright, just like when they swore to enter the Mars Space Fleet. At that time, they were proud to be a member of the Third Fleet, and they are still the same today!

"Everyone, as Colonel Apollo said, let's go to **** together, but we must bring the enemy on the opposite side with us!"

William's voice fell, and a roar with a soul shouting rang out in the command cabin.

On June 7, 1128 of the Galactic Calendar, in this large-scale frontal conflict between the Mars fleet elite and the Golden Empire space fleet called the June War, the flagship of the Third Fleet Helios, together with the four hundred on it. Thirty-six officers and soldiers, under the fire of particle light cannons and laser cannons, smashed three black armored battleships of the Golden Empire Space Fleet one after another, and were finally hit by the particle light cannons, and all the officers and soldiers of the ship survived.

So far, Mars has four senior officers in the Kanon fortress fleet, and only Edgar is left.

And this battle is not over.

The unrepentance of the Mars people also shocked the officers and soldiers of the Golden Empire's cosmos fleet. These naturally cold-blooded warriors could not help but respect such a tenacious enemy.

Harlan put his arms around his chest and looked at Gerhard who was standing on the side. "Jerhard, perhaps, His Highness also underestimated the people in this galaxy. They are worthy of respect, even if they are not very powerful."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"So…"

Harlan was rarely moved by pity. Facing such a tenacious life, even a cold-blooded soldier would have a certain feeling of sympathy. Perhaps, he didn't have to wipe out the opponent. Perhaps, he could choose another method. For tenacious warriors, the Empire has always been tolerant.

Harlan's order was a bit abrupt, and Gerhard and everyone in the command cabin were a little surprised.

"Your Mightiness?"

"According to my order, connect to the other party's current command ship, and I want to have a direct dialogue with the other party."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Gerhard did not intend to continue to persuade Haran, perhaps such self-assertion would anger His Highness the First Prince. But he also developed a kind of respect for such soldiers, not sympathy for the weak, not at all.

The flagship of the Sixth Fleet suddenly received an unfamiliar telegram. Colonel Edgar ignored it, and the image of the other party still appeared on the screen.

It was a man with amber hair and eyes, obviously different from the appearance of a human in the Muse galaxy, but with an inherent nobility and inviolability.

"I'm Harlan? Edrich, as the commander of the fleet, I admire your tenacity and tenacity, so this battle can be over."

surrender?

This word appeared in front of Colonel Edgar, which was more unacceptable to him than death in battle. Just after his three colleagues died in battle, it was impossible for him to accept such an exhortation with obvious contempt and insult.

However, is it really only for their own dignity and loyalty to deprive these soldiers of the chance to survive? …

Colonel Edgar tightened his thick eyebrows, his military cap was lowered, his handsome face was cold and hard, his lips were clenched, and he didn't say a word.

Harlan raised his eyebrows meaningfully and looked at Edgar on the screen. He was different from the man of the Golden Empire, but unexpectedly charming.

Accident happened at this moment...

Two single-person fighter jets on Mars' side suddenly appeared in front of the humanoid mecha that was affecting the Royce artificial celestial body, and at the same time rushed to the knee of the humanoid mecha at an extremely tricky angle. It was not fragile. The joint slide was continuously hit by the laser cannon, melted and shattered in the light of the explosion.

The mecha tilted due to the break of the focus point, and slammed into the battleships on one side, including Harlan's flagship!

The black armored battleship guarding the flagship aimed and positioned the turret, but did not dare to launch an attack. This distance was too close, and the power of the particle cannon was likely to penetrate the two single-man fighter jets, hit the humanoid mecha, or even flagship!

The signal was interrupted instantly, and everyone in the flagship of the Sixth Fleet focused their attention on the screen at the same time. In the center of the screen, the death-like humanoid mecha swayed, swayed, and collided with the battleship like a toy machine that had been disconnected from the remote control system. When they came together, after the strong light of the explosion, it burst and shattered, and the thick pieces of mecha floated in the universe, floating in the air without any gravity.

How is this going?

Shang Ping was driving a single-man fighter jet. After successfully destroying a humanoid mecha, he pulled down the operating lever. The single-man fighter jet, as calculated in advance, swooped down to the flagship where Harlan was located, sticking tightly to the side. On the hull of the flagship, Lochte followed suit. As a result, everyone in the Golden Empire cosmos fleet can only watch these two toy-like fighter jets, like parasitic plants, firmly attached to the flagship, and they cannot attack with artillery fire at all!

After the initial shake, Harlan narrowed his eyes slightly after receiving a report from an external battleship, a single fighter? It seems that the fighter was not shot down?

At this moment, Shang Ping and Rochette are also in a dilemma. On the one hand, it is impossible for the Golden Empire space fleet to attack them with artillery fire. On the other hand, they do not want to retreat under the siege of these giant ships.

"Shang Ping, what should I do?"

"how could I know."

"But, this plan was your idea..."

"Yeah, it's very successful, shouldn't we be very proud that we have achieved this kind of victory?"

"But we are surrounded!"

"...Well, Rochette, I suddenly found that your words are very classic, and we are indeed surrounded."

"Shang Ping! Now is not the time for jokes, what should we do?"

"Nothing to do, cold salad."

"Which language are you speaking?"

"Prehistoric Terrestrial. Coincidentally, Austin asked me the same question, Lochte, are you and Austin friends?"

"…"

At this moment, the side hatch of the flagship opened slowly, and Shang Ping and Rochette froze at the same time, tensing their nerves.