Him and their stars.

Chapter 276 The Arrival

In the dark sky, a small spaceship is hidden behind Lumina 5, using the magnetic field of this gas giant planet to cover up its state.

Inside the spaceship, a blue-skinned Minlan man sat on the bridge of his "small boat" and turned on the projector, admiring the battle scenes of Shangman in the attitude of enjoying a large-scale war movie.

A quite fantasy scene appeared on the screen. A community armored airship was slashed through the shell by a Lumina warrior riding a monster like a dragon in mythology.It seems that it is not wrapped with bulletproof alloy armor, but a paper shell.

Riding on a giant dragon, wearing armor and carrying a three-meter-long machete, the Lumina man seems to be an ancient person who has traveled from a mural to the present.Although his armor is made of composite materials, and the machete in his hand is also a sci-fi product infiltrated with zero elements, he still looks like an ancient man.

However, this ancient man already killed four armored airships in just one minute.Counting the soldiers waiting to land on it, there should have been more than [-] casualties.

Of course, the machine guns and missiles of the armored airship also caused considerable damage to the Lumina people.Those Lumina warriors riding woodland flying bat beasts would be torn to pieces by all kinds of firepower before they even had time to get within a hundred meters of the armored airship.

However, the ancient man riding the giant dragon tore through the formation of the airships by himself.

It was probably because the Suppression Command itself did not have the determination to win the First World War. After pestering for a while, it retreated.

They chose to use the armored airship to break through head-on, and they failed again.Of course, their loss this time was not too ugly. A few special airships were caught in a dense magnetic storm in the sky, blocking the pursuit route of the rebels.Even the Lumina man, who was like the descending god of war in ancient times, was also injured a little bit, and the giant dragon under his crotch was so electrocuted that his scales flew upside down. After a few wailings, he ran away with his master.

Probably the scales turned upside down by the mount scratched his soft flesh, so he just wailed in a low voice, but it didn't stop the mount from flying farther and farther with him.

Some airships took the opportunity to land, and used firepower to drive away the herd of beasts rushing on the ground, and quickly turned the wounded and the remains of the dead to evacuate.

At least this set of actions of rescuing comrades and retreating is very professional and quick.This point is worthy of praise.

All in all, this air assault attack once again ended in the failure of the Commonwealth army.However, the loss was not large, that is, four airships crashed and five airships were injured, and the number of casualties was only double digits, and they also killed enemies with more than a hundred riders.Much more respectable than the one that was drowned by the beast tide a few days ago.

The Suppression Command did suffer another defeat, but it wasn't a fiasco that was so miserable that it couldn't be seen directly.They can still report to their superiors that they have launched a "exploratory attack" again, killed and wounded the enemy more or less, ascertained the enemy's situation more or less, and victory is just around the corner.

But failure is indeed failure.

"Oh, no wonder little brother Flores is so bloated! Isn't this another victory? His Lumina friends are really brave!" The lawyer was amazed, but there was a sneer on his face: "But, The victory of the Lumina people is not your victory!"

He was thinking about whether to send another alarm to his expanding organization colleagues, but the alarm sounded directly from the center next to him.

The Minlan people glanced at the terminal and confirmed that it was a signal from a probe that he was walking on the edge of the galaxy.Without hesitation, he quickly operated twice.In an instant, the entire passenger ship he was on shut off all external signals, completely enraged him into a state of silence.Even the hull itself seemed to have been wiped away in the starry sky, slowly changing from blurred to transparent, and immediately lost its trace in the universe.

Almost at the same moment, a not-so-large fleet had just escaped from the gravity well, officially arrived at the Luna galaxy, and switched to the sublight speed cruising state inside the star.

Each ship's hull number is marked with the conspicuous number 13 and the red Star Fleet logo.

"13? Red Star? A fleet number I've never seen before! Has the community compiled a new fleet?"

The lawyer was sure it wasn't part of the Far Coast Defense Fleet, and of course he wasn't too surprised.After all, the fleet is different from the marine force. Often a ship can represent an independent combat unit. Due to different strategic requirements and tactical goals, frequent fattening and weight loss are often carried out. Of course, dismantling and expanding are also normal.

Looking at the force configuration of this fleet, it is obviously a small squadron for patrolling, guarding against theft and hunting.

The Minlan man was lost in thought, until the small fleet of twenty or so small and medium-sized warships had left the detection range of the probe, and then he slowly started the engine of the car.

He turned on the smoothest and quietest cruising mode, but for the sake of safety, the hull remained invisible.In this way, both the stealth effect and the cruising speed will be affected, which is the so-called two-end non-occupancy mode.However, the lawyer is very confident in the technology from the organization. As long as he doesn't mess around, even the scouting fleets of the Alliance and the Empire may not be able to find him, let alone a mere community.

This unknown boat has drawn waves in the universe that are difficult to see clearly even with the naked eye at a distance of more than ten meters. It hangs behind the [-]th Fleet of this community and maintains a distance of at least five million kilometers. The distance, slowly sailing towards the blue and green twin stars in the distance.

Everyone on the Thirteenth Fleet, of course, didn't know that there was a small boat behind them.As foreign visitors, their first job, of course, is to communicate with the local snake, that is, the far-shore defense fleet.

Fortunately, from now on, the communication situation is still very smooth.

On the bridge of Wudu No. 14, the new flagship of the fleet, the communication terminal projected a burly man with a resolute face and firm eyes. He looked like a very courageous man.

He is Vice Admiral Brandon Sylvester, Commander of the Far Coast Defense Fleet and Overseer of the Far Coast Military District, responsible for the safety of the "Northern Gate" of the community.

Since it is such an important position, it is natural to be led by a titan.At least judging from the rumors, this general, who just turned 50 this year, is indeed a tough and indomitable hero.

Fortunately, the general who commanded a large fleet and was in charge of the defense of the entire star area did not show any attitude of arrogance or disdain when facing the command of this newly formed small fleet. Overall it is quite friendly.

"Welcome everyone very much! After you arrive in New Seville, you can enter the port on Antioch 18. I have arranged for everyone's board and lodging and the fleet's supplies. Three days later, the cruise team under my command will The fleet will also arrive at Lumina to join you all. I hope there will be a wonderful exercise then!"

The lieutenant general paused for a moment, then said again: "Three days, do you understand?"

"Understood! Thank you for your hospitality!" The sixty-five-year-old Brigadier General Mark Love also saluted: "Please also be prepared to deal with emergencies!"

"I will! Then, good luck! Old Captain." The lieutenant general squeezed out a smile.

"Good luck! Recruit." The old man also responded with a smile, and then closed the communication channel.

He took a deep breath, looked at the people on the bridge, pondered for a while, and sighed: "Okay, you have all seen it, and I, an old guy, have already done what I can do. Please do a good job fighting ... get ready for the exercise."

"Everything is ready, Your Excellency." Colonel Eleanor Bonaparte said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)