At 5:00 pm on July 25, 217, the Star Shield and Sun Chaser that were cruising at the border had been recalled, and Lorenz, the head of the technical department, was leading people to do the final inspection before the war. The pre-war

period was always extremely busy.

The people in the logistics department were running around the fleet, counting the storage of ammunition and energy everywhere. The people in the technical department were also busy. The laser gun turrets needed to be checked for the final time, the missile thrusters needed to be checked for any faults, and the power systems of the starships needed to be checked for smoothness...

Ye Pei drank a bag of nutritional supplements in two gulps, but couldn't tell what it tasted like. She held a metal pen in her hand and scribbled a few words on the recording board, complaining to Mondrian: "Why hasn't this 'hole' in the power system been filled yet?"

After being in the technical department until now, her biggest feeling was that any small problem could cost lives on the battlefield.

"There's no way. The minister said that this 'hole' is temporarily beyond his ability. Now there is only a rough outline, and further research is needed." Mondrian's black hair was a little long. If it grew another two inches, it would cover his single eyelids.

Ye Pei turned the metal pen a few times: "Then I'll write it down. Mondrian, when the fleet sets out, you take this opportunity to find a barber robot to cut your hair. You look like a gloomy boy now!"

Mondrian corrected: "Gloomy is fine, please add the word 'genius'."

Waving the recording board in her hand, Ye Pei smiled: "Okay, okay, gloomy genius boy, is that okay?" Just after she finished speaking, she saw someone approaching from the corner of her eye, "Qi Yan?"

Ye Pei always felt that Qi Yan had a temperament that was hard to describe, clear and cold, like the wisps of cold air coming out of crystal clear ice, elusive, but like ice itself, clear and bright.

Anyway, in the crowd, you can notice him at a glance.

Qi Yan was wearing the standard uniform given to him by Lu Fenghan, so he did not stand out among the crowd. When he approached, he explained his purpose: "Lorenz asked me to help."

Ye Pei immediately thought: "Help fill the hole?" Seeing Qi Yan nod, she immediately moved to the side, revealing the optical computer connected to the power system, "There is a small problem here, which causes the starship to turn right with a delay of 1.8 seconds. Although one or two seconds is short, it takes about this time for the laser cannon to reach the front."

After saying that, she couldn't help sighing: "In Turan, being late for two minutes was nothing, but now we have to compete with this one or two seconds."

These two things are actually not related, and Qi Yan vaguely heard a different emotion from the words.

Mondrian explained on the side: "Ye Pei has taken Professor Shu's class."

Qi Yan understood.

Professor Shu was one of the three professors shot by the rebels in front of Turan Academy Square.

Everyone should have known this news by now.

Hearing the title "Professor Shu", Ye Pei's eyes turned red, and she forced a smile: "I just... miss Turan very much. When I was studying there and listening to those professors' classes, I didn't cherish them at all. Now I regret it."

She tried her best to look up and hold back her tears: "If I had known earlier, I should have chosen more courses. I won't be able to listen to those professors' classes anymore if I want to."

The voices stopped, and the three of them stopped talking.

Qi Yan felt a sour emotion in his heart, like weeds.

He didn't know what to say or how to comfort her, so he just said, "I've already entered the power system. The problematic program is here. I'll start repairing it now. When you guys are watching, just ask me if you don't understand anything. Minister Lorenz can't spare the time to come, so he will come and ask you when the fleet is out in the battle and he's free."

Ye Pei's mood stabilized a lot. After listening to what Qi Yan said, her back tensed up, "In person? So scary? I'm already getting nervous!" She was a little excited again, "But Qi Yan, you can even fix this!"

Qi Yan explained, "Someone else taught me too."

The White Tower's database still retains the original design draft of the power system designer, and all subsequent modifications are also recorded. When he was designing the starship's central control system, he had read through all the data, and now he could remember everything, so he was able to come up with a repair plan when Lorenz mentioned it.

In this way, it was indeed all taught by predecessors.

This interruption diluted the previous atmosphere.

Ye Pei gathered his emotions when he saw Qi Yan began to explain.

One person's strength is no match for the surging tide, but she can do everything she can.

This time, Erich still stayed behind with the command ship.

After Lu Fenghan boarded the Star Shield, the command room was also moved to the Star Shield.

A virtual star map as high as the wall slowly rose up, and Mei Jielin's video dialogue box popped up first: "Commander, the Chanyuan fleet is in place!"

After she finished speaking, she saw Qi Yan, who was sitting not far away, and she made a very artificial expression and said "tsk tsk" twice.

Seeing Qi Yan looking through the porthole at the starships assembling outside and not paying attention to anything else, Lu Fenghan was too lazy to pay attention to Mei Jie Lin's teasing: "Why are you so fast this time?"

"I shouted that the Seventh and Eighth Corps have much more supplies than Donald, and my men acted like they have been hungry for half a month. I didn't even need to whip them from behind. They ran faster than rabbits!"

Lu Fenghan raised his eyebrows: "I'm asking, why are you so fast this time."

Mei Jie Lin stroked her lips: "The answer is the same as before, I won't repeat it," and then she smiled, "Oh, it feels so good to rob the rebels of their supplies!"

On the two-man attack ship, Calvin expressed the same emotion.

Chagall was putting on gloves and couldn't help asking, "Did you also participate in the kidnapping on Microno last time?"

"Yes, I was drinking in a tavern when I received the order from the commander. The wine on Microno has a taste that is not available on other planets. After this fight, will I take you there if there is a chance?" Seeing Chagall's eager expression, Calvin raised his chin, "Graduated from the First Military Academy?"

Chagall was surprised, "How do you know?"

"Your First Military Academy is the most strict. Even though you are an adult, you are still strictly prohibited from drinking." Calvin stretched out his arm and put it on Chagall's shoulder, "It's okay, after this fight, I'll take you to taste the most intoxicating liquid in the world!"

Although Chagall was curious, his principles were still there, and he held up a finger, "One glass, I only drink one glass!"

"Isn't it hard to be so self-disciplined?" Calvin brushed his fingers away. "I know, I know. I'll wait for you to change your mind after you finish drinking!"

As they were chatting casually, a voice rang from the built-in communicator. Both of them looked surprised and listened carefully. Ten seconds later, according to the order, Chagall pressed the start button, and he and Calvin operated the destroyer into the sequence.

Calvin looked ahead: "Every time I see this, I feel shocked. Humans, such fragile carbon-based creatures, can actually fly around in the dangerous space with just this pile of metal shells and energy."

Chagall followed his gaze and saw the neatly arranged black and gray destroyers in front of him. To his left, right and behind him, there were also neatly arranged destroyers. From his perspective

, medium-sized ships were already mountains, and the main ships that could be equipped with high-energy particle cannons were even more huge, towering like mountains.

The voice of Duchamp, the captain of the Gangneung, came from the built-in communicator, talking about the main tasks of the destroyer sequence and how to cooperate. Chagall remembered it carefully.

When the fleet started to move, Chagall summarized the information in his mind: "The tactic this time is, the mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole waits behind? We are fighting the Eighth Army, the Seventh Army hiding in the dark is the mantis, and the Sun Chaser, Starshield, Pininnon and their fleet are the oriole, right?"

Calvin was happy to chat with Chagall: "It's about the same, but I don't know what powerful equipment the commander has got. Such a large main ship can be hidden just by saying so. Just imagine the frozen expressions of those rebel charlatans when our three hidden main ships suddenly opened fire!"

Chagall also laughed.

Calvin glanced at him, his mouth curled up: "That's right, although you need to concentrate on the battle, you also need to be happy. Going to the battlefield, once you do it this time, there may not be a next time, be happier and earn more every second."

As soon as he finished speaking, the destroyer suddenly accelerated, and the two of them were lifted up by the force, and their breathing was stagnant for two seconds. However, based on day-to-day training, this discomfort soon disappeared.

After two short jumps, Duchamp's voice came from the destroyer: "Once you leave the jump point, change to a V-shaped formation. The thrusters of the starship behind you have been preheated. Once you go out, let the rebels have a taste of being bombed into charcoal."

The two responded in unison: "Got it."

Seventy seconds later, the first second after leaving the jump channel, Chagall pulled the joystick hard, and the entire destroyer turned the bow and drove diagonally to the side.

The moment they made way, missiles rained fire and bombarded the rebels.

The bright fire made Chagall feel like he was watching a pantomime.

Duchamp issued the second order: "The enemy is also preparing to fire. Brothers, follow up with the second wave and confront them!"

Duchamp never knew how to write the word "caution". His tactics were extremely arrogant. He would fight whenever he came. Once he arrived at the battlefront, he was like a war monster, and every cell was trembling with excitement. This also led to his fleet being called "crazy dogs of the expedition" by the rebels.

Calvin and Chagall took advantage of the lightness and speed of the destroyers to face the small ships that were not hit by the missiles. They used small tricks such as sneak attacks and sleight of hand one after another, which was quite elusive.

The energy fluctuations caused by the explosion of a large number of missiles caused the ship to tremble slightly, but Chagall's hands remained extremely steady, not affected at all. His expression was focused, his lips were tightly tightened, and he released the thumb button. The shells were fired and blew up two small ships in a row.

Calvin whistled: "Captain Chagall, your aim is really good!"

Chagall was embarrassed by the compliment, but also proud: "During my rest time, I spent eighteen hours a day in the simulation training cabin, and my shooting skills have improved a lot!"

At this moment, a very bright light appeared at the edge of his vision. Chagall looked closely and found that the main ship Jiangling behind him had fired a high-energy particle cannon. The arc of light collided with the shells coming from the opposite side in the middle of the path, and the collision was successful. A huge force field exploded, and countless starship fragments were pushed away. Chagall seemed to hear a "boom" sound.

At the same time, on the main ship of the Eighth Army, the commander of the Eighth Army, nicknamed the One-eyed Dragon, supported his chin with his hand: "Are you sure Lu Fenghan didn't go to the battle?"

"Yes, from the pictures sent back, the expeditionary command ship is stationed in the rear. Star Shield and Sun Chaser were indeed recalled, but they stayed with the command ship this time. Lu Fenghan has learned to be cautious. Of course, he has always been insidious and cunning, and he may want to take the opportunity to do something else."

The reporter continued, "In addition, it can be confirmed from the pictures sent back by Thousand Li Eyes that this time the expeditionary force only has three main ships, Chanyuan, Jiangling, and Feilian, and there are more non-main ships." The one-eyed

dragon has an ordinary appearance, with deep tattoos on his face. Only his right eye socket is stuffed with a mechanical eyeball, which makes a slight friction sound when it rotates, which is a bit creepy. He rubbed the armrest of the chair slowly: "After all, as a man who has died twice, it seems that Lu Fenghan has learned to cherish his life. Don't you think it's interesting? Two years ago, Lu Fenghan would never stay behind."

Carefully checking the battle situation, the one-eyed dragon's fake eye revealed a cold mechanical light: "Tell Black Jack to go around to the three o'clock time and take a big bite. After eating this group of people in a few seconds, we can continue to eat other ones. No matter what Lu Fenghan wants to do, it doesn't matter."

"Yes."

A fleet hidden in the dark appeared like a ghost, and once it appeared, it went straight to the gap in the expeditionary formation.

However, contrary to expectations, as soon as the advance fleet approached, it was hit by one laser cannon after another, sweeping it away completely. There was no time to even issue a warning, and it became a gray dot on the star map.

It was not until nearly half of the fleet was destroyed that someone reported to the commander of the Seventh Army, Black Jack: "We suffered a strong attack and suffered heavy losses!" Fearing punishment from Black Jack, the reporter immediately continued, "The coordinates are exactly as the commander of the Eighth Army said, without any deviation! He said there is a gap in the defense!"

Black Jack held a skull cane in his hand, his eyes cold: "Are you trying to say that the One-Eyed Dragon tricked me into an ambush, and it would be best if he killed me and then ate the food himself?"

The reporter just wanted to nod when the tip of the skull cane pierced his throat, and blood spurted out and spilled all over the floor.

Black Jack waved his hand and asked someone to deal with the corpse. He randomly pointed to someone and asked, "Are you sure that the defense gap was located at that position during the detection, and there was no firepower deployment of this magnitude?"

The person who answered tremblingly said, "Yes... yes."

After thinking for a few seconds, Black Jack stared at the blood dripping from the tip of his cane: "Tell One-Eyed Dragon that the expeditionary force might have invented some toys again. Be careful, or you will die in less than half an hour."

On the Star Shield, in the command room, the star map was filled with colorful light spots. Po Jun reported

: "The advance troops of the Seventh Army were destroyed, with a damage rate of 83%." Lu Fenghan said, "Black Jack should have realized that there is something wrong with the detection images sent back." Du Shang was playing excitedly: "It's time to find out! If the one-eyed dragon is not stupid, he should be able to find out that the number of fleets sent back is not in line with the actual firepower level that fell on them. Match! The information he got was wrong, which made the defense force he initially organized really weak. After two batches of missiles, most of them were destroyed! In order to find a gap to rearrange, the one-eyed dragon had to expose the coordinates of the main ship and fired a fierce shot, but I blocked it halfway with a high-energy particle cannon! " Mejielin replied angrily: "Are you fucking done? Come and follow me, let's steal the one-eyed dragon's home together!"

Lu Fenghan looked at the formation adjusted by Mei Jielin and said, "According to the previous design, leave them a few gaps, half of which are real and half of which are fake. This is the function of the 'mirage'. What if they are discovered? After the discovery, they will be even more uncertain about which of the images sent back by the Clairvoyance are real and which are fake."

The one-eyed dragon's hand could not help but rub the handrail. At this moment, he felt a fear of being trapped in a dense forest.

"Report! At coordinate II71, the transmitted images show the presence of four medium-sized ships! In fact, they are four micro-ships! And we were accidentally attacked by our own side at the coordinate point, and three medium-sized ships were damaged!" "

Report! At coordinate III9, the transmitted images show the presence of five small ships, but in fact they are four frigates. We have been destroyed!"

"Report--"

"Shut up!" The mechanical eyeball of the one-eyed dragon's right eye kept turning, and his voice was like sandpaper scraping across the ground, "Can we confirm the actual situation?"

"...No," the reporter swallowed and said the complete sentence with determination, "We can't be sure!" At

this moment, they were like hunters who had lost their eyes in the dense forest, and they couldn't even be sure whether they would step into a life-threatening swamp if they took a step forward.

Such means are terrifying!

The one-eyed dragon's eyes were bloodshot, and he slapped the armrest with his palm, feeling the taste of being fooled by the expeditionary force! He almost bit his teeth and said, "Tell Black Jack to quickly solve these messes!"

At this time, someone shouted, "Chanyuan! It's Chanyuan!"

"Chanyuan has entered the range!"

"And Jiangling!"

The one-eyed dragon stood up suddenly, "Who told me that Chanyuan is 230 stars away?"

No one answered.

A few seconds later, the whole starship shook, and then someone reported, "It's under attack! The defense system is damaged!" As

soon as the voice fell, the second and third shaking came one after another.

The one-eyed dragon's voice became even hoarser: "Where is Black Jack? What is Black Jack doing!"

"The Seventh Legion was intercepted!"

The one-eyed dragon leaned forward, and a guess crossed his mind, and he couldn't believe it: "Who intercepted him? The Flying Liam?"

The reporter trembled in his voice and even forgot to say the word "report": "It was... it was the Star Shield! And the Sun Chaser!" His last tone was very short, and he collapsed first, "Impossible... Impossible! The Star Shield and the Sun Chaser clearly never went into battle! From the beginning to the end, they have been stationed behind the expeditionary force!"

He could even immediately call up the picture to prove it.

However, no one could tell him the correct answer.

With a sharp and continuous alarm, the electronic voice sounded: "Warning, the protection system has failed, the armor layer is damaged! The degree of damage..."

The Jiangling fleet provided cover, and the Chanyuan served as a gun platform. With an attitude of "I have a lot of wealth and cannons, I can fire at will", it aimed at the main ship of the one-eyed dragon and fired one shot after another.

It seemed very generous, but in fact, every time the launch button was pressed, Mei Jielin felt a pain in her heart. She complained in the communication channel: "Is this a fucking turtle shell? It can't be broken! Old lady, I'm about to have a heart attack!"

Pojun comforted her: "Miss Meijielin, you only need to fire five more shots, and the enemy's main ship will be penetrated."

Meijielin closed one eye, gritted her teeth, pressed the firing button five times, and quickly stopped.

If you fight again, your family will be empty!

Be frugal!

At the same time, in the chaos, the main ship where the one-eyed dragon was located was blown up, and under the tight firepower network formed by the fleet, not a single piece of ash was left.

On the other side of the battlefield, Lu Fenghan was operating the Star Shield, standing like a black boulder, aloofly cutting off the rescue route of Black Jack.

In the communication channel, Mei Jie Lin was chatting and issuing orders. She talked too much and her voice was hoarse, but her tone was very excited: "Commander, do you want us to support you?"

Lu Fenghan was not grateful: "Are you here to support me, or are you going to drag a bunch of tails to make trouble for me? Clean up the tails before you talk nonsense about coming to support me."

At this time, Po Jun asked: "General, we have received a video invitation from the commander of the Seventh Legion. Do you allow the connection?"

Lu Fenghan knew that Black Jack was not so polite. He was probably going to force access to the video communication, but failed because of Po Jun's existence, so he changed to a polite visit.

After muting the internal communication channel, he ordered: "Unilateral access."

A few seconds later, Black Jack appeared in a corner of the virtual screen.

Because of the turbulence caused by the explosion, the signal was a little unstable.

Lu Fenghan uttered a word: "Speak."

In the screen, Black Jack was holding a skull cane. When he was not talking, he looked like an ordinary middle-aged gentleman, but because of the injury on his face, he looked weird when he made an expression.

He got straight to the point: "It seems that Commander Lu got some incredible toy. My brainless one-eyed brother died under your gun."

Lu Fenghan glanced at Mei Jielin who was yelling something, and thought to himself, I didn't shoot him, but he is really brainless.

After tapping the ground with his cane, Black Jack continued, "It so happens that there is a messenger who is favored by the light of God's wisdom on my ship. He told me that your little toy reminded him of the 'White Falcon'."

Lu Fenghan's eyebrows suddenly turned cold.

His aura suddenly changed, and he became extremely terrifying.

Like a beast in the jungle that was stabbed in the sore spot, it was already extremely angry.

Black Jack smiled strangely and said softly, "Y is one of the people I want to kill the most. I am very curious about him."

"Commander Lu, say hello to Y for me."