(The author had a high fever before today and has been hospitalized ever since. I am unable to update normally. I apologize.)

When she first saw this world, the war between humans and Lih was almost reaching its climax.

The white light gradually faded, and what came into view was the white alloy wall, the white admiral's uniform, and the white officer's cane and sword with its decorations. These were all deeply engraved in her mind.

She likes white.

The man in the white military uniform stroked his chin. He had silver hair and was probably in his 20s, his stubble highlighting his unique maturity. His dark eyes were fixed on the ground, and his movements made him look like Conan in a daze.

Who is this man?

"Are you sure you want to choose her? The armed assault ship will be easy to defeat... and the frigate's firepower is also..."

The instructor seemed unconvinced and confirmed with the man. Hearing this, Noki was certain the man would regret it. Over the past few days, she'd seen hundreds of people stop here, pace, then look up, point at a shipgirl and loudly declare, "It's you!" Several of her peers had been chosen, leaving her and a few useless, so-called suicide ships with only a few cruisers to choose from.

After all, it's just a frigate. It doesn't have any heroic combat units, nor does it have the firepower of a Polaris-class ship of its time. Its only advantage is its transport capabilities. At a time like this, can we still expect...?

"No, I want them."

This was the first time since she was born that she felt a feeling called joy.

[…?!]

The instructor suspected he had misheard and asked again: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

She will never forget these three words in her life.

One by one

Later, she found out that the man's name was Setlo.

After leaving the evaluation site, Segfi chatted with them for a long time and even prepared some accessories for the Nokia class...

All white.

Out of curiosity, she asked on behalf of the armed assault ship, but in fact, the armed assault ship could not compete with her.

【Why did you choose us two? 】

Looking down at her and the Raider, Setlo replied, "Because... maybe it's because you and my sister look a lot like each other!"

[Then... this, what's the point...]

She gently rubbed her headdress with her fingers, a white poppy made of fiber, its flower language was: forgetfulness.

"It's cute when you wear it."

The admiral replied.

Noki's body was trembling slightly. She had a strange feeling, as if a thin film was imprisoning her. The film was very light, but she couldn't break it.

What's your name?

"My name is Satlo. Do you have a name?"

[No, none of us have any] She and the armed assault ship said in unison.

"Oh... let me think, you even have a title..."

At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of Segfi and interrupted him.

It's an intelligent machine, and judging from its speed, it's at least a level 6 connector.

"Sorry, Admiral, it's an emergency..."

One by one

At the Wanlou meeting, several giant Titan-class warships were patrolling in the sky, and hundreds of millions of people were looking at one place, the heart of the entire Wanlou.

"Soldiers! I know that some of you are afraid. I also know that some of you have children. Even more, your families may be left alone because of your death.

But! This time, the decision rests with us, with humanity! This interception battle determines whether our main force can successfully reunite with the coalition forces, which will directly impact the course of the war! Our mission is simply to hold back the Lih bastards in the Cook Channel for five days, just five days! Warriors, in the past, we were slaughtered by Lih, treated as toys by Lih, like garbage and mud! But now! In these five days, in the next five days, in the five days that will last forever! As long as you can hold on, you! Are the spark of the Empire! You! Are the heroes of the Empire! You will bring eternal hope! You will bring the glory of victory! In the year 1072 of the 11th Era, Imperial General Plas addressed the Ten Thousand Towers Council.

Space wars lack the romance of interstellar works, nor the soul-stirring epics described in so-called historical materials.

There is only dead silence, only hell and deep despair...

In 1072 AD, the Battle of Cook took place.

In order to prevent Lih from getting support and allow the main fleet to successfully reunite, the human fleet of millions launched a decisive battle with the eight Lih coalition forces in the small place of Cook Channel.

Whoosh! A shower of light composed of dozens of red lasers trapped the transparent Lih creation. The places touched by the lasers began to glow red, and red light particles rose up. The mantis-shaped Lih creation was also annihilated. The dozen or so intelligent mechas firing lasers immediately looked for their next target.

"Attention, the Titan class is under attack by a large number of Lih's creations, return to defense!"

"Received the order! Returning to defense."

As the Guards' omnic mechs turned, they saw a massive, wrinkled black wall, brimming with ion streams, suddenly appear before them. The wrinkles wiggled, revealing countless amber eyes. Each eye was roughly estimated to be nearly a hundred meters across.

It's Lih.

"The seventh Lih finally appeared! Hades-class protection Titan! The others..."

The Noki's energy pathways sluggish under the intense load, and the conical tail flame began to shrink. Just now, a fragment of a Lih-created limb collided with her, and a wave of acid flowed along the limb, forming a trap to harvest any unfortunate ones. By the fourth day of the war, the entire Cook Channel was turning into a millstone filled with flesh and machinery.

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