Interstellar End Times: I Take Players to Dismantle Spaceships

Chapter 110
"Sir, we've got them! They can't get away!"

On the Santa Carla, the two lieutenant colonels rushed over, anxiously waiting for news in the spare command room.

As soon as he heard his subordinate's return, he immediately let out a harsh breath.

"Okay! Force the opponent to make an emergency landing! If you don't agree, just shoot it down and avenge our dead compatriots!"

"No problem! The opponent has been running away and dare not fight back at all. Presumably they don't know the operation of our fighter plane. It is already very reluctant to just drive away."

The two lieutenant colonels nodded.

This explanation is more reasonable.

The origin of this group of enemies is mysterious, but judging from the direction in which the fighter jets fled, they were heading towards the border of the Fifth District, which led them to the same guess as Donald—this may be a group of sand bandits fleeing from the Fifth District !

"Hmph, little sand bandit, not only sneak attacking the federal base, assassinating the federal generals, but also daring to steal the federal fighter jets! This is really courageous!"

"Sand bandits are sand bandits. They hide in the dark underground and watch the sky from a well. They sit on the inheritance of their ancestors but don't think about making progress. Until now, they can't even understand how to play small fighters. It's really sad!"

"Don't let me find their lair! Otherwise, I must send them a few nuclear bombs!"

"Hehe, dropping a nuclear bomb is certainly a relief, but it's not as good as occupying it. In this way, we can not only get a ruin, but also find a foothold in the fifth area! Not only will we not fail because of the destruction of Base 217, but we can go one step further !"

"Hiss, wonderful, this is also a blessing in disguise!"

The two were filled with righteous indignation at first, but soon became active again.

The idea is very good.

But if they had heard the analysis of Chu Hang and his group when James was alive, they probably wouldn't be so blindly optimistic.

The result is at this moment,

The voice in the channel suddenly became urgent.

"What... no—! Vulture 2! Answer quickly! Vulture 2! Zi..."

"What's going on, answer quickly!"

"Huh! Huh! This is Falcon 1, we are ambushed! Huh! Vulture Squad is wiped out! But no enemy is found! Repeat! No..."

"Hello? Hello? Leader Falcon, call back!"

There is a busy tone on the channel.

After shouting for a long time, the two lieutenant colonels obviously began to panic, and a fear of the unknown came to their hearts.

Another half minute passed.

Finally, there was movement again in the channel.

"Huh! Huh! This is Fox 4! Huh...Falcon Leader was also shot down! Everyone died! Only I escaped! Huh! Huh! I was targeted by the devil, and he came to chase me ! No no no! I don't want to die!"

"Hold on! I'll send reinforcements right away! You leave immediately! Immediately..."

"Mayday! Mayday! I'm shot! The plane is spinning! I have to jump! Phew! I'm skydiving, lock my coordinates! Come and save... oh god, what's that! Ugh..."

The channel became busy again.

No matter how the Santa Carla called, none of the 12 fighters sent over responded, and the green dots representing friendly forces on the radar disappeared within the previous 2 minutes.

The two lieutenant colonels slumped on chairs, stretched out their hands tremblingly and lit their cigarettes.

Taking a deep breath, he finally calmed down a bit.

"We have to send reinforcements! Regardless of whether there are survivors or not, we must figure out the situation!"

"No! There are 36 interceptors on board the Santa Carla, and now there are only 16 left! Are 16 much more than 12? If we go to the enemy, it won't be the same! We don't even know what the enemy is, How do you tell the pilot down there?"

"Then what do you say? Is it so frightening, then just withdraw to the third district!"

"That can't be done rashly, do you want to put the entire fleet into a situation where there is no redemption!"

The two could not stop arguing,

At this moment, two messages came one after another.

"What, Colonel Tom is alive?"

"You said Mr. Donald was found in the fleeing convoy?"

The two lieutenant colonels were shocked and looked at each other in unison. They instantly understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

Push this mess to these two culprits!

They don't take the blame.

Since someone is responsible, they will definitely not issue radical orders anymore, but only ask the fleet to be on alert at the first level, and be careful to guard against that mysterious enemy.

10 minutes later,

Tom and Donald arrived at the meeting room on the Santa Carla almost at the same time.

"Colonel!"

"Great, you're still alive! What happened last night?"

As soon as they saw Tom coming in, the two lieutenant colonels immediately saluted excitedly, and then hurriedly asked questions.

Tom didn't look too bad.

He was stunned by the anger, and then buried under the collapsed command room. Fortunately, he was not hit directly, but instead escaped the mysterious enemy's silence.

Yes,

After the group of mysterious enemies occupied Base 217,
In addition to using artillery fire to drive the native laborers away, all the survivors in the ruins were shot again. Otherwise, the infiltrators would not be able to pretend to be their people, and other wounded people would definitely recognize the flaw.

not only that,

After the other party finished transporting the materials, they also detonated the EMP bomb in the base, destroying all the camera devices.

Because of this,
No one knows who the group of mysterious enemies is.

Which naturally includes Tom.

Tom nodded to the two colleagues, and turned to look at the embarrassed Donald. Donald smiled back bitterly, meaning that he had no information there, and it would be good to be alive.

Tom sighed with a headache.

He has fallen directly into hell now, not only the primary person responsible for the destruction of the base, but also has to deal with the mess left after James' death. He feels like his head is about to explode.

He said helplessly.

"How about this, first report the situation here to the headquarters truthfully, and then we temporarily evacuate the border, this place may be attacked by the enemy again at any time..."

"Oh, that's all I can do..."

The other three were also sighing.

"By the way, when James was assassinated, there must have been survivors on the bridge, right? What did the assassin say?"

"I'll call someone over."

Soon, a surviving soldier was called over.

"I was far away at the time, and I only remember that the other party's accent was very strange, not like the federal dialect..."

"Gone?"

"I don't know what the other party said specifically, but I heard the general say that he was sick and he was pretending to be stupid... Oh! By the way! The other party shouted loudly before detonating the grenade!"

"Say it!"

4 people suddenly became excited.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, Your Excellency the Captain, my mission has been completed... that's what he should have said!"

Hear this,

The four present were suddenly lost in thought.

"Isn't it Sand Bandits? It's people from the Holy Silver Empire? Captain... Could it be that one of their ships has arrived ahead of schedule!"

"Quick! Send this information back to the headquarters immediately! Hurry up!"

no one knows,

A few light-years away from the tenth star ring, an iron-gray interstellar fleet is leaping over.

On the surface of the huge triangular battleship, there is a burning sword printed on it, which is the symbol of the death army of the Holy Silver Empire!
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(End of this chapter)