Qi Yan also heard what Black Jack said.

After the communication was cut off, Qi Yan spoke: "The 'messenger favored by the light of God's wisdom' mentioned by the rebels should be a high-ranking scientific researcher within their ranks. It is not surprising that he can see that the 'Mirage' and the 'White Falcon' belong to the same theoretical logic. But like the 'White Falcon', the Mirage will not be easily cracked in a short time."

After hearing what Qi Yan said, Lu Fenghan felt a sharp tug in his heart.

Qi Yan was still analyzing: "Although the rebels are aware of the existence of the 'Mirage', they have no strategy to deal with it, so Black Jack communicated with you and said some ambiguous words, trying to see if he could use your emotions or concerns to gain some benefits."

Lu Fenghan called out: "Qi Yan."

His voice was hoarse, as if it contained some emotions.

Qi Yan stopped talking and found that Lu Fenghan's eyes were deep and complicated, and he was a little clumsy to distinguish them.

"Qi Yan, you don't have to worry too much. With the 'Mirage', it will be easier to win, but if the 'Mirage' is cracked, you only need to change the tactics on the spot and spend more time."

Lu Fenghan paused, wondering if it was the organization's organizational language, but in the end he still followed his heart and asked directly, "Are you afraid?"

Qi Yan was stunned, and reacted: "You mean Black Jack said he wants to kill me?"

Lu Fenghan's voice was lighter: "Well, Black Jack said he wanted to kill you, are you afraid?"

Qi Yan thought about this question seriously, and then gave an answer: "No, I'm used to it."

Accustomed to facing the murderous intentions of strangers, used to being in an environment where "many people want to kill me."

Accustomed to having his name appear on the blacklist, or becoming some kind of high-value bounty.

The word "accustomed" really distressed Lu Fenghan.

It's not fear, nor indifference, but -

accustomed.

On the Chanyuan, Mei Jielin's throat was so hoarse that it was about to split. He took two seconds to drink a big sip of water to moisten his throat. Suddenly, he saw the real-time battle situation displayed, took a breath, and asked Du Shang in the channel: "What's wrong with the commander? The fighting style is suddenly so fierce! It's almost like a lion that has been hungry and hasn't smelled meat for half a month!"

"How do I know if you ask me?" The Jiangling, where Du Shang was, was hit by a cannon. The hull was shaking and alarms were blaring. He cursed, "It's over. I'm going to be disliked by those people in the technical department when I go back!"

Mei Jie Lin paid attention to his own battle zone while paying attention to the movements of the Star Shield where Lu Fenghan was. He exclaimed in amazement: "The Star Shield is a heavy ship equipped with three high-energy particle cannons and abundant ammunition reserves. The commander of this ship is determined to defeat Black Jack!"

After the enemy's main battleship was hit hard, the One-Eyed Dragon was killed. The Eighth Legion was immediately without a commander and fell into chaos.

Before the scattered sands could reunite, the expeditionary army was like a sharp knife harvesting, seizing the opportunity to sweep through fiercely. Now, Mei Jielin has easily cleared the remaining fleet, and even had the mind to pull Du Shang to chat.

"Although the commander is a graduate of the First Military Academy, his fighting style is really not standard. When I first followed the commander, I always felt that the commander was a pirate who changed his career and then got a job! Look at him now, he fights too fiercely, and those starships dare not approach his range! Once they get close, they will only be smashed!"

Du Shang also noticed: "Is he angry? The commander usually looks like he has no manners and seems to have a good temper, but it's just an appearance."

"Yes, he's a liar," Metzelin lifted her hair, "I guess Black Jack did something bad, but it's good this way, we can finish the fight early and eat early!"

Dushan agreed very much: "It's just that Black Jack must be feeling bad!"

Metzelin raised the corner of her mouth: "If he feels bad, I will feel good physically and mentally!"

There was no smile in her eyes, and what she didn't say was -

the more uncomfortable the rebels on the front line are, maybe it will make Leto's people feel better.

Black Jack on the rebel main ship is indeed feeling bad.

After the death of the one-eyed dragon, his men immediately became paramecium lost in the desert, without any brains. He planned to start recruiting combat forces, but he didn't expect that before he could do so, many of them were swept away by the missile laser cannons of the Chanyuan and Jiangling.

Now, the opponent Lu Fenghan's fighting style is fierce, and the interference of the "little toy" makes him angry.

"I can't complete the analysis for the time being, I need more time!"

The person who spoke was a young man in a white robe, very tall, with medium-length hair. From the appearance, he should not appear on a cold and hard starship at all, but should be holding a thin wooden stick and preaching in some religious building.

This group of messengers likes to rely on this style. Black Jack's eyes are tired, and he doesn't know what to say.

Unlike him who changed his career halfway and joined the rebel army, the man in front of him was under full military management. Because of his excellent IQ, he was raised in a centralized manner since childhood, and was instilled with the idea that "all wisdom comes from God's gift". He believed from the bottom of his heart that pure white clothes could express his pious heart to God.

"There is not that much time for you to analyze it now." Black Jack held the skull cane, "You don't need to analyze it clearly, you just need to think about whether there is any way to avoid the interference of the 'little toy' opposite."

The messenger shook his head and repeatedly emphasized: "The person I am facing now is 'Y', and the things he makes rarely have defects. Although I can see that this little toy has the same theoretical logic as the 'White Falcon', and it is in Y's style, I know that this is useless! Just like I know that four plus four equals eight, it does not mean that I can know that eight divided by two equals four."

Black Jack was too lazy to listen to his series of nonsense, and his cane "clicked" on the ground: "You just need to answer me, do you have a way?"

The messenger shook his head again: "No, that's Y."

Black Jack raised his hand, and then two people stepped forward and forcibly pulled the messenger out.

The messenger paid no attention to the bad attitude. Instead, his eyes were wide open, and he muttered something like "frequency" and "interference wave". He shouted to Black Jack: "That is something made by Y. You can't deal with it! You are doomed!"

Sitting on a high-back chair, Black Jack habitually stroked the handle of his skull cane. He was thinking. The current situation was that because he was blinded, he could not determine the specific strength and deployment of the expeditionary force, which loopholes were real and which were traps, and he was not even sure whether there were other main battleships hidden in the dark besides the known main battleships, just waiting for the opportunity to give him a fatal blow.

He had to admit that Lu Fenghan's new toy was very useful.

"Pass the order. All fleets must gather. Medium-sized ships in the front, with frigates on both wings. Locate the best jump channel and send a fleet to take that route. Then locate a farther jump point and send two reconnaissance ships to explore the way. The rest follow me. Find a remote place, use missiles to clear the way, and we'll go."

Black Jack never had such things as "face" and "dignity".

So what if he fled without fighting? As long as he was alive , that was enough.

When he was a kid, he had searched for food on the garbage planet and killed people for a few coins. As long as he

was alive,

he would never be like the one-eyed dragon, who didn't even know how he ended up dead and died without knowing it.

In the command room of the Star Shield, Mei Jielin almost choked up: "They are trying to run! Commander, shall we chase them?"

"Chase." Lu Fenghan looked at the changing enemy formations on the star map, "Pojun, locate all nearby coordinate points, calculate the probability of selection according to the direction of the rebels' movement, and predict the route."

In less than ten seconds, eleven jump points were marked on the star map, three of which were marked in red, and several predicted routes were also marked with lines of different colors.

The light reflected on Lu Fenghan's face, making him look cold.

"Do you think they are most likely heading for relocation points Y896 and Y897?"

Po Jun: "Yes, General. According to the current trajectory, the probability is 79%, which is the optimal solution. The probability that relocation points Y891 and Y893 were chosen by the rebels is also very high, 71%."

The communication channel was rarely quiet. Mei Jie Lin and others chased and fought, waiting for Lu Fenghan to make a decision.

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Fenghan ordered: "Black Jack will choose the Y885 relocation point. Pojun, open the 'Mirage' and pretend that we are heading to 896 and 891. Long Xiyun, you lead the people to the Y885 relocation point at full speed. No one can enter the relocation channel."

Everyone heard Pojun's judgment, but no one questioned Lu Fenghan's order, and they quickly began to execute it.

Pojun was very confused: "General, why do you think the rebels will choose the Y885 relocation point? This relocation point is far away and cannot be reached in a straight line."

"Intuition." Lu Fenghan thought that this artificial intelligence was made by Qi Yan, "You are an artificial intelligence, you don't need to understand the human way." It can be regarded as a consolation.

If Lu Fenghan really had to explain it inside and out, he could only give the same answer.

"Intuition" has no data to back it up, but he believes it.

Pojun: "Is this why I always lose to you in simulated strategy games? Humans are so complicated."

A few minutes later, the fleet led by Black Jack's main ship was intercepted in front of the jump channel.

Feilian was the most maneuverable and took the lead, blocking Black Jack's way. Lu Fenghan and others who arrived soon after immediately joined the battle circle, and countless starships were reduced to ashes in the gunfire.

Pingning exchanged fire with a small fleet in front of another jump channel.

Probably knowing that he couldn't escape easily, Black Jack reversed his previous avoidance and started a crazy counterattack, like a beast baring its fangs and fighting to the death.

The heavy ship Star Shield where Lu Fenghan was stationed turned into a turret in an instant, and the fire blade slashed down, creating a blank line in the dense fleet.

After staring at the picture sent back for a while, Lu Fenghan ordered: "Pojun, give me the high-energy particle cannon launch button and aiming device."

"Yes, General."

As the voice fell, a black square hole appeared on the table in front of Lu Fenghan, and the silver metal control rod rose.

He asked Qiyan to come over.

Qiyan was analyzing the data sent back by the "Mirage", stopped what he was doing, and came to Lu Fenghan's side.

Lu Fenghan held Qiyan's hand and placed it on the joystick.

Thinking of what happened on Maple Dan No. 1, Qiyan turned around and asked Lu Fenghan: "Fireworks?"

Lu Fenghan obviously thought of it as well. His sharp eyes softened for two seconds: "Yeah, almost."

Manually aiming at the target impact point is a test of patience, but Lu Fenghan has patience the most. He placed his palm on the back of Qiyan's hand and led him to slowly move the joystick, inch by inch to set the hit point at the location of the rebel main ship's arsenal.

His breath was just behind Qiyan's ear.

As the breathing stopped, Lu Fenghan and Qiyan overlapped their thumbs and pressed the launch button together.

The light arc was like a white rainbow, accurately landing at the predetermined position. After the silent explosion, thick smoke rolled.

Lu Fenghan chuckled: "Hit it."

As if teaching Qi Yan how to shoot, he guided his hand to aim at the opponent's energy system.

The high-energy particle cannon tore through the vacuum, and the flames were bright!

Qi Yan asked: "Where else do you want to blow up?"

"No, from now on, Black Jack can experience the incomparable struggle before death."

Lu Fenghan never concealed his sinister intentions, not to mention that the man on the main ship was clamoring to kill Qi Yan with his own hands.

In the time it took for two high-energy particle cannons to be fired, the rebel fleet had been beaten to pieces.

Lu Fenghan said that no one could enter the jump channel, and Wei Yin really guarded the jump point and did not let a single starship escape. The two assassins, Metierin and Dushan, were so angry that they were the nightmare of the rebels.

When the wind and thunder stopped, countless metal wreckages floated among the starships in the silent space, showing how fierce the battle had been.

Lu Fenghan drove the Star Shield to the destroyed enemy main ship.

The door of the docking passage opened.

Lu Fenghan was wearing a military jacket, and was wrapped in heavy smoke. His thick-soled military boots stepped on the ground, making a deep sound.

Before the soles of his boots touched the ground, Lu Fenghan said, "Po Jun, control the entire ship."

As his footsteps landed, Po Jun replied, "General, we have it under control."

Lu Fenghan stood still inside the enemy ship.

There was a sound of something dragging on the ground. Lu Fenghan turned his head and saw Black Jack being dragged over by several expeditionary troops.

Both legs were obviously broken, but it was unknown whether it was due to the impact caused by the explosion or being beaten.

Seeing Lu Fenghan, Black Jack smiled, but this expression looked particularly strange on his face.

Lu Fenghan used to be a hindrance. The internal forces of the expeditionary army needed to be balanced, and the military far ahead of Leto needed to deal with them. They had many concerns and were not as fierce as they are now.

No, it should be said that after two defeats and six months of forbearance after its establishment, the expeditionary army was like a bloody rebirth, turning into a bloodthirsty steel knife unsheathed, with Lu Fenghan at the helm, at his command.

They thought that the destruction of the 11th Legion and Donald was just the death of the weak.

Now, he truly realized that no one can escape where the sword flashes.

Without wasting words, Lu Fenghan took out a light particle gun and pointed the gun directly at Black Jack.

His eyes were cold.

Black Jack opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and said hoarsely: "You are still angry, aren't you! Let me guess, you know Y, not only know him, but also have a deep friendship with him?"

He saw through people's hearts and said proudly, "Otherwise, you, Lu Fenghan...it is impossible for you to board the ship in person just to kill me in person!"

"You really don't have the qualifications."

Lu Fenghan was like a beast in the jungle whose domain was touched, and every word he said was full of blade intent.

"Saying hello to him? You are not qualified."

Black Jack's expression became more and more weird, but before he could say more, Lu Fenghan pulled the trigger.

A shot to the head.

Blood splashed all over the ground, and a few drops fell on the surface of Lu Fenghan's black military boots, making the marks a little deeper.

Without looking at it, Lu Fenghan put away the gun and turned around, returning along the way he came. The silver stars on his military jacket condensed with cold light.

After a few breaths, behind him, the entire starship exploded suddenly.

Silently.

Only the thin flames illuminated the darkness.