War of Hiponi

Finally Chitaki walked to Reichel's picture frame.

Belinda the monkey stood there.

Looking at Chitaki coming over, the monkey choked and said, "Master Chitaki."

Chitaki nodded slightly. He walked up to Reichel and bowed three times.

Looking at Rachel's picture frame, he was in a trance, as if the last time he fought side by side and escaped from the planet Mellow was not long ago, and now others are gone.

After Chitaki worshipped, he stretched out his hand and patted the monkey on the shoulder.

"Master Rachel is dead, and everything he left behind needs your support."

"Sir Chitaki, I..." the monkey said with some trepidation.

"I believe you."

Colimi Shenhui and Rabevis really showed up at the memorial service, and Colimi Shenhui really did what he said, bowing in mourning, although a little uninvited. Suspicion, but the attitude is still very correct.

"What are we doing here?" Rabevis asked in a low voice.

"If you want to defeat your opponent, you must understand him in all directions, and the best way to understand a person is to approach him." Collim Shenhui gave a strange reason.

Rabevis was speechless.

In the palace courtyard building in the center of the city of obscurity, Yuehuang's expression suddenly moved slightly, and he raised his head and glanced at the bracelet.

Xinghuang asked suspiciously: "Sister, what's the matter?"

"Order for an emergency meeting."

"Did something happen? An emergency meeting is held at this time?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure it won't be a good thing."

After speaking, Moon Emperor got up and stood up, and said to Caliset on the side: "Go and prepare for the Star White, and I will leave for the meeting in the Gundola Behemoth Ring Star Fortress when I was a child."

"Yes." Caliset replied.

In the meeting room of the Gundora Behemoth Ring Star Fortress, Bradley is sitting in the upper seat of the main meeting, and the people below have not yet arrived.

Mopeya opened the door of the meeting room and walked in.

She also just received the notice.

"Why is there something wrong with holding a temporary meeting in such a hurry?"

"Nothing happened, but some things must be prepared, and you will know when everyone arrives," Bradley said.

"Good." Mo Peiya nodded.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before the door of the conference room opened, and all the representatives of the countries from each region took their seats.

Bradley Shenhui stood up and said heavily to the representatives of various countries: "This time we are summoning all the representatives of the countries to discuss the current situation. Everyone already knows the tragedy that happened in the previous period, Feralas. The death front’s garrison area of ​​the Divine Court Empire went wrong, causing the line of defense to collapse, and the aliens once invaded. Fortunately, the White Moon Starfall Empire’s forces fought back to support, and finally supported the Gundora First Corps to return to the defense and re-block the gap."

The Moon Emperor looked at Bradley Shenhui blankly. She didn't think it was a good thing for Bradley to praise herself for no reason. The last war was blunt, but it was a complete failure. The White Moon Starfall Empire was not at all. Desperately supporting the line of defense, but being encircled and suppressed by aliens.

"But fortunately now that the line of defense is supported, the situation has been very pessimistic. I have a piece of data for everyone to see." Bradley Shenhui said here.

A holographic statistical data table appeared in front of the representatives of each country present.

Yuehuang looked at the statistical data table that appeared in front of him, and immediately knew why this meeting was held today. The troops of the foreign race were still attacking the defense line with low intensity, and fighting took place every day.

It is equivalent to saying that Feralas' death front has been tight, and this state is not a good thing.

"Master Bradley Shenhui, what do you want to say, just say it." A country representative said.

"I want to explain one thing to everyone. If we fight at this frequency, let alone whether the Feralas death front will collapse, even if we fully defend, our supplies and ammunition will be exhausted in about ten years. At that time, we are the target and can only engage in hand-to-hand combat." Bradley Shenhui said solemnly.

All the representatives present had expressions of astonishment on their faces, and they did not expect such a result.

Even Mopeya's face was very ugly.

"Master Bradley Shenhui, what should we do? How long will it take for federal support to arrive?"

"When will the federal support arrive?"

...

The meeting room, which was originally very quiet, suddenly became as noisy as a vegetable market, and everyone couldn't sit still.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Bradley Shenhui raised his hand and motioned for everyone.

The meeting room slowly boiled and quieted down, but everyone's expressions were anxious and uneasy.

Bradley Shenhui said to everyone: "I understand your anxiety and anxiety. We have been stationed on the Feralas Death Front for thousands of years. During this period, we have paid countless blood, but now the reality is like this. We are almost unable to support it, and there is another point that the communication between us and the federal government has been disconnected, and there is no contact at all. In other words, maybe the federal support may arrive tomorrow, or it may be a year later. It may be five years later, it may be ten years later, or even longer."

"You mean we can only sit here and wait to die? Just like the troops of the Shenting Empire? Can't see a glimmer of hope?" a representative said excitedly.

"Of course not, this is the purpose of my summoning you." Bradley Shenhui replied very surely.

"Then what should we do?"

Bradley Shenhui said very seriously: "We need someone to break through the alien blockade and go to the federal government for help! In addition, to ensure the smooth progress of the help request, I need everyone to unify their names on the help bookmark ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If the federal government is unable to send troops for some reason, then you will need to take this request form to each of the signatory empires to ask for help and forcibly form a support team. I believe you should be very clear that this is not for someone, it is for Everyone present!"

"We have no opinion on this!"

"Can!"

The people in the entire council hall are supportive, just like Bradley Shenhui said, this is for oneself.

"But Master Bradley Shenhui, who are we going to send to break through and ask for help?" An abrupt voice immediately silenced everyone present. All the talents discovered that whoever was sent to ask for help could never take Gundora Behemoth. Send out the ring star fortress, if that is the case, there is no need to wait for support, Feralas death front has collapsed.

Bradley Shenhui nodded slightly and said, "That's a good question. Who should be sent out for help is a very important matter. I won't go around the corners with you. The entire Feralas Death Front has a chance to break through the blockade and go back for help. There are only two ships. For the Star Destroyer, one is the Despair Exclamation of the Kebekash Empire, and the other is the Star White of the White Moon Starfall Empire, so the breakout candidates can only be selected from these two star destroyers."