After a long period of maneuvering and planning throughout the winter, the mighty fleets of the Empire and the Community on the front line finally forced the last remnants of the Predator fleet into the corner of the Dawn Galaxy.
Don't think everyone is moving too slowly. Don't forget that the Predators are also nicknamed "Space Nomads". Work ships and living ships are their flocks, and battleships are grass rangers riding horses. In fact,
When the two passes in this star field were completely broken through, many smarter raider warlords had already rushed all the supplies and slaves they could bring onto the ship, and they broke away again to build only a few buildings.
Moon planet.
It took a lot of effort to survive the Great Expedition that spanned two million light years, and finally found a home that could be cultivated, and finally prepared to reproduce and live in peace, but fate is cruel after all. Some people cannot accept all this.
Not wanting to continue wandering, he gritted his teeth and stayed, but he had already been turned into powder under the fire of the formation.
Some people started wandering again, just like they had done in the galaxy for thousands of years.
It’s nothing more than having no fixed place to live, nothing more than hide-and-seek, nothing more than fighting guerrillas. In the past thousand years, it’s not like the Empire and the Alliance haven’t tried to send out armies into the center of the galaxy to completely annihilate them.
Didn't you do your best?
This is just like the war waged by the farming dynasty in its heyday against the nomadic peoples of the Northern Saipei Grassland in the Cold War Age. Rarely, it is never a frontal tactical issue, but a question of how to find the enemy's effective strength.
Therefore, throughout the winter of 832, the allied soldiers from the Milky Way suddenly had a sense of dreaming back to the era of cold weapons, playing hide and seek with nomadic enemies on the prairie.
This may be the last resort the predators can take. Let's see if we can rely on hide-and-seek and guerrilla warfare to force the opponent's supplies to collapse. This may still allow us to gain a glimmer of hope.
But in the final analysis, this is just a desperate struggle.
You know, this is not a vast galactic center, but a star field with two channels in and out. No matter how fertile it is, the area is at most equivalent to a star district of the empire or alliance. What these nomads have is not a "
"Grassland" is just a canyon blocked by mountains. No matter how good at hiding and hiding, the space for moving around is very limited.
More importantly, when the two entrances and exits of this star field have been completely blocked by the expeditionary army, they have no chance to escape.
Now, after a winter of layout and planning, the war has finally reached the final stage of encirclement and suppression.
On January 7, 833 in the Common Calendar, the imperial army personally commanded by King Brunhilt of Sulyuka took the lead in launching an all-out attack on the trapped raider fleet.
Of course, they were not actually the first group to launch an attack. Before them, the Thirteenth Fleet, which had successfully completed the search mission in front of the enemy, was already at war with the enemy.
This small fleet, all composed of high-speed battleships, hit and leave, never allowing the enemy to take advantage. It was not until the main fleet of the empire's "friendly forces" arrived that they leisurely withdrew from the battlefield.
After retreating to a safe distance, Commodore Eleanor Bonaparte on the flagship Aurora began to report to her own headquarters: "We discovered the main force of the Marauders in the DL144 galaxy. They should want to take them down.
Our patrol fleet was wiped out to strengthen its military morale, so the enemy's flagship, the Ancestral Spirit Ark, was dispatched in person."
Of course, it is more likely that there are really only a few capital ships left that the Marauders can fight, so of course they have to board the main flagship by themselves. Eleanor thought of the Marauder fleet that passed through the Gate of Glory in a mighty way.
Group, and then thinking about the determined appearance of this trapped beast still fighting, I naturally feel a sense of accomplishment, but inexplicably still feel a little bit sad.
She continued: "While passing through the asteroid belt of the DL142 system, our Lexington and Saratoga ambush here in advance released the White Ghost squadron and launched a surprise attack on the enemy's flagship. Unfortunately, the proton torpedo only hit
The first shot failed to cause much damage. At this time, the Empire's Angel of Dawn also arrived at the battlefield with its large fleet. Our forces are limited, so we can only temporarily retreat and evacuate the first-line firefighting scene."
Behind the light curtain of the communication terminal is General Connor Reese, the commander-in-chief of the Community Expeditionary Force.
Now, the Imperial Fleet has been fighting the last main force of the Marauders for half an hour, and they finally arrived on the battlefield. Although their response was a little slow, they still caught up and performed pretty well.
"Well done, Commodore Bonaparte." Commander Connery showed a fatherly expectant smile: "Although we failed to cause significant damage to the enemy ships, the world will only remember that during this Great Expedition
In the final battle, it was us earthlings who fired the first shot."
I hope this is really the last battle. Eleanor Bonaparte thought of how Yu Lian and Yang Xiyi had secretly held small meetings before leaving, and she always felt that there was some conspiracy in it.
Seeing the silence of the young female general opposite, Commander Conneris felt a flash of unhappiness in his heart, but he continued to maintain an impeccable and warm fatherly smile: "During this period, your fleet has been tracking the enemy.
The search and mobile strike missions bear the greatest pressure and danger. Now we are finally done. Thank you for your hard work, Brigadier. Let’s take the soldiers back to rest for the time being.”
In fact, the current commander of the Thirteenth Fleet is still Rear Admiral Marklov, and the flagship should also be the Saratoga. However, the fleet has been fighting various guerrilla and counter-guerrilla locations with the Predators in the Dawn Star Territory all winter.
It has always been Eleanor who gave the orders, and Mr. Ma has played the role of a mascot perfectly. Now, no matter whether it is to superiors or subordinates, no one is too lazy to continue acting.
There is a saying that the order issued by Admiral Conneris is of course suspected of stealing credit, but Eleanor herself doesn't mind it very much. Anyway, during this period of time, she and the Thirteenth Fleet have already earned enough military honors. Everyone
No matter the mental, physical and ship condition, it has indeed reached its limit.
She herself has no interest in this kind of annihilation battle that concentrates more than five times the enemy's strength. After all, this kind of battle has little technical content.
In this situation, even if Commander Conneris and Chief of Staff Tivington were under personal command, they wouldn't be able to reverse the situation, right?
Even if they are unreliable, hasn't the Titan ship over there, which is as gorgeous as the Queen of the Void, arrived at the battlefield? Putting aside personal feelings, Eleanor had to admit that the elected emperor sitting on the Angel of Dawn,
Truly a true war genius.
In this way, after the Aurora and its fleet reunited, they sailed straight to the rear, getting further and further away from the battlefield. During this period, allied fleets from all surrounding star systems also swarmed in, just like a group of
Like a pack of hunting wolves.
While waiting to jump out of the system, the Aurora even passed by a "sister ship" of its own class. The Imperial warship on the opposite side even sent a friendly light signal.
"Is that the Blizzard?" Eleanor pondered.
"Yes. The Storm Fleet formed with it as its flagship has also made many military exploits in the past few months in the pursuit of the enemy. Their commander, Baron Yeager Soback, heard that he will be promoted soon.
"The adjutant replied quickly.
"I know, Yuri's old enemy in the empire. Ah? He has become the admiral of the squadron? He was promoted very quickly."
The adjutant stopped talking, thinking that you have become the true admiral of the Thirteenth Fleet two years ago, are you still qualified to talk about others here? Of course, as a tool man who doesn't even need to be named, what does he know?
What to answer and what to shut up about.
"Yina, tell me, if we take advantage of this and shoot the opponent, does that mean we have eliminated an old enemy for Yuri?"
Lieutenant Colonel Ina Silica, who was sitting in the main gunner's seat on the bridge, was slightly startled, put down the Dream Box game console in her hand, and turned her head, her big rose-red eyes suddenly filled with interest and vigor.
"I'm just kidding. Why do you have such a regretful expression? After all, you have fought alongside that Baron, right?"
"No, I just had a sudden impulse to see if I could hit him by firing at this distance." Ina replied seriously, and then held up her beloved latest fantasy box.
Is this the intuition of a psyker? Remember this girl's star ring is the "Hunter Star", right? Doesn't it mean that the main direction of enhancement is perception, agility and dynamic vision? I haven't heard of any side effects of emotional instability!
Eleanor looked at her gunnery commander suspiciously, feeling that she was still not used to the psyker's nagging, so she thought about the situation she could handle.
She decided to take the fleet directly back to Devil's Throat Fortress for maintenance - of course she knew that the place had been renamed "Fortress of Unity", but this new name really made her body tremble - there was no way.
Currently, this is the only place in the entire star field where heavy cruisers can be thoroughly maintained and maintained.
Of course, on the way back, when passing by the Yaochi Galaxy, you can also buy some supplies. I heard that it is very well developed now.
Of course Eleanor didn't know that although the blizzard that passed her was very friendly, there was a different atmosphere inside the bridge.
"The Aurora? This is the empire's disgrace. I've said it before, thanks to her arrogance and arrogance to continue wandering on the front line, isn't she afraid of being shot in the dark?" Miss Viscount Serlu looked at her.
Looking at the ship of the same type outside the porthole and disappearing into the gravity well passage, he sighed with some regret.
"You also know that this is a black shot! If I hadn't died yet, would you have been ready to take action just now?" Brigadier General Yeager Soback said helplessly.
"After all, as long as this ship is still alive, it will be a scar on the Imperial Navy. It's strange. Apart from us, are there no loyal ministers and good generals who are willing to share the worries of the Empire?"
You, the daughter of a marquis, don’t want to share the worries of the empire, how can you expect others?
Soback rolled his eyes and said, "There are still too few people who know about this matter."
The matter of the Far Shore Nebula has become a dark history that the empire is absolutely unwilling to mention, and is prepared to let it be lost in the long river of time. Now, even most senior officers know nothing about it.
For example, Sobek, the Imperial Brigadier General, would have been among the ignorant people who were concealed if he had not become a close disciple of Duke Sadolan.
"Listen up, Yeager, long before the God of War Festival, he has already left us with such tragic pain. Over time, he should grow into a more terrifying opponent than Victoria Lee! You and Shameen must
Be prepared! All juniors of the Astral Knights must be prepared!"
Just thinking about Teacher Cheap's expectations for him, Soback couldn't help but want to tremble.
Of course, the "old enemy" who made his body tremble was no longer in the New World after all, so he quickly adjusted his mood and said to Serlu: "After this battle, I want
I applied to be transferred back to China.”
Sellu was startled for a moment, then she smiled and said: "Is it the Grand Marshal's Palace or the Guards Fleet? Or should I do some administrative work in the Astral Knights for a few years? I think... the latter is the best. You are in the Knights
You lack a little foundation. Although everyone respects you, we have never been classmates in the Knight Academy together."
The Viscountess immediately realized that her words had gone a little too far, and she immediately blushed.
Unfortunately, Soback did not see this scene.
Of course, I have to go to the central star sector to do logistics or armament work. If that doesn't work, I can just be the Blue Star and manage the maritime training ground! Anyway, I don't want to be on the front line, nor in the frontline combat troops!
Although he said that, he had already reached this stage after all, and he did not think that he could get what he wanted. Therefore, he hoped to apply for the above after fighting this battle.
In a star sector where there is a rebellion, go and serve as the military and political commander of a military area.
In any case, he is quite good at suppressing the natives, and it should be safer, at least safer than facing predators, snakes, and that evil star.
Therefore, he also wrote an eloquent application report. Personally, Soback felt very good. This should be the most insightful article he has ever written in his life. If he is still in college, he can get a social
Doctorate in science comes back.
Well, there should be a response above. What Soback needs to consider now is this issue.
As for the situation of the battle, isn't this already clear? Even if the predators on the opposite side have a treasure bottle that can release the fleet, they have no chance to counterattack now.
At this time, Captain Hongshan's voice rang out: "Your Excellency, the Dawn Angel has called, requesting that our fleet enter the X172, F488, and G287 space points, and be assigned to the direct command of Admiral Farrell!"
"This Cosmos Point...wait a minute, isn't this Cosmos Point on the front? All of our Storm Fleet are fast battleships!" Soback glanced at the star map and almost jumped up.
He inexplicably felt as if he was being targeted again.
"Probably hoping that we can stand at the forefront of victory." The old Kyeyang captain shrugged: "Hey, cheer up! I am a seriously injured and dying veteran. In order to participate in my final
In the First World War, you all rolled over from your hospital bed with high morale. How can you, a young man with a great future, be so hopeless?"
"What the hell are you seriously injured? You just got hit on the head and had a slight concussion. You just stayed in the ward for two months."
"Don't worry. Your Excellency, no matter what the battle situation is, everyone will follow you. And I believe you will definitely bring victory!" Miss Serlu said categorically.
In this way, the Storm Fleet commanded by Commodore Yeager Soback, with the Buran as the flagship, a patrol squadron composed of four cruisers and five destroyers, entered the final battlefield and became