Him and their stars

Admiral Misaro smiled without disguising himself. He was probably the one who wanted to hear this news the most among the senior generals of the Empire.

There was no way. This newly promoted saint with a strong hairstyle was now the top master of the Empire Army in the Saide Galaxy, but considering that the top master on the other side was Yu Lian, he was always very panicked.

For half a year, Admiral Misaro tortured himself countless times, if Yu Lian on the other side proposed to have a psychic honor duel with the Empire Army, how should he deal with it. He woke up from nightmares countless times at midnight, all of which were scenes of him being slaughtered in various ways by that person in the honor battle.

But the problem is that the honor battle between extraordinary people is very consistent with the eternal cosmic war etiquette, which is much older than burning dolls before the decisive battle.

If you don't agree, it will still hurt morale.

But if you agree, it will still hurt your life.

He, Master Misaro, finally became a saint and got a fiefdom that can be passed on to future generations. He really wants to enjoy life more. His fiefdom is a large island on a naturally habitable planet, with bright sunshine and fertile land.

His family had just moved to the fiefdom and built a city hall, but he had never lived there for even a day.

By the way, his wife also wrote to say that his family had developed a vineyard behind the manor, raised ducks and pheasants in the forest, and raised bighead carp and grinding crabs in the sea next to it. He really wanted to go fishing in the morning, hunting in the afternoon, and soak in the winery at night after retirement.

Admiral Misaro swore to the spirit of the universe that he was just an ordinary person, and he really didn't want to die.

Fortunately, the "Dawn Dragon" on the opposite side was a decent man after all. He probably didn't make such an embarrassing invitation because of the old friendship of the Angel of Dawn.

Now, the Duke's sister is here, and there is peace. The captain's sister is here, and there are tall people to support the sky when it falls.

Admiral Rosaneo looked at the expression of his colleague, probably misunderstanding, and said: "Don't worry, the position of Marine Director is still yours."

In fact, she can take over this position, I really don't mind at all. This is Admiral Misaro's true words, but he estimated that if he really said this, he would be regarded as playing tricks, so he gave up.

"After that, His Royal Highness King Shazamen, as well as Admiral Tikan and Admiral Shao Enduo's fleets will all arrive within two months. By that time, we will have 6 Titans and 20 Dreadnoughts on the front line of Sede Fortress."

So, even the Imperial Army generals present naturally felt the strong aura of the coming storm.

"Even in the last galactic war, when did the Empire deploy so many troops in a galaxy?" Admiral Misaro sighed.

"For that person, this is all worth it." The young King Soren said with a clenched fist.

"What about the other two routes?" Marshal Ikenroga asked.

Admiral Rosaneo paused for a moment and opened another file: "I haven't received a specific timetable, but the Grand Marshal's Office has notified them that they have set off. Everything is going smoothly according to the existing plan."

Marshal Ikenroga nodded, looking relieved: "Very good, I never worry about the planning ability of the Grand Marshal's Office. But is this enough?"

Seeing that his colleagues seemed a little confused, the marshal smiled and said: "I can't take care of other aspects, I'm just talking about us. His Majesty the Emperor has handed over a strategic cluster equivalent to one-third of the empire's military strength to me. Don't be afraid of being laughed at by you. My pressure is increasing every day. I may need sleeping pills to sleep tonight."

Admiral Rosaneo said: "The Grand Marshal's Office still has no rigid requirements for us, just act according to the plan."

At this point, he seemed a little discouraged.

King Soren suddenly became energetic: "... Then, I, the junior, actually have some immature ideas."

"Your Highness, please speak freely."

The young elector nodded in thanks, and his sharp eyes, full of vigor, were projected on the image of the Sede Fortress on the screen. Then, a confident smile appeared on his resolute jaw.

"Just now, the person in charge of the No. 4 dock told me that it would only take a month to repair the Xiaolong. The other two dreadnoughts will take less than two weeks. After nearly half a year of construction, Marshal, we have built 6 large docks in Sede, which can repair 12 dreadnought-class battleships or 4 Titans at the same time."

Marshal Ikenroga probably understood something and nodded slightly, but still motioned for the other party to continue.

"In the past six months, we have focused our main efforts on construction, and have been passively enduring enemy harassment. But now, although our Fortress Zero has not been built, the slipway, orbital hospital, consumables workshop and even the mining plant have been basically completed. Even the egg custard for breakfast today was taken from the nest of free-range chickens in the orbital hydroponic farm. Commanders, we do have the initial ability to maintain the front-line military preparations."

"So?" Admiral Misaro thought to himself, no wonder the eggs for breakfast today didn't taste very good, now the case has been solved. The agricultural products raised in the orbital farm are not as good as those produced on the surface of the planet!

"So, the offense and defense have changed!" The young King Ryan of So waved his hand vigorously, and for a moment he really had a domineering meaning.

Of course, the veterans also noticed that he should be imitating Emperor Elithel in this action. Although he learned it a bit deliberately, he still had at least three or four points of the essence.

"I also sincerely want to see how a hero like him will respond to such a round of battle. Even a hero like him will definitely be exhausted when facing such a situation."

…

Within twenty-four hours after the battle, Yu Company ran non-stop through all eight repaired fortresses to make sure that all main guns were in normal operation.

He then boarded Fortress No. 8, which had just undergone a landing battle.

"I thought about it. Since the enemy's probing attack failed, the possibility of targeting these two fortresses in the next battle is not too great. But..." Yu Lian had a moment. chance encounter.

"My subordinates understand. If the enemy really launches a strong attack on our side again, it means that each fortress will be the main attack direction. We will probably not have any more reinforcements." The official commander of Fortress No. 8, a The older brigadier general showed a pragmatic smile and saluted: "If that time comes, we will blow up this place and leave."

Fortress No. 7 and No. 8, which are arranged in the orbit of the giant planet, play the role of shielding the No. 4 gravity well, but they are indeed at a certain distance from the main fortress group. During the construction, everyone was actually prepared for the fall, so naturally they made some moves on the main energy core of the fortress, which was the same style as the small accessories on the Unity Fortress. Although the effect is not that devastating, it is enough for a small and medium-sized fortress with no more than 10,000 personnel.

However, the brigadier general was very optimistic, but everyone knew that if the empire really launched a full-scale attack, it would be unrealistic to withdraw all the troops before self-destruction.

At that time, dying together may be the best outcome.

However, Yu Lian would not ask his soldiers in this way. He only hoped that they would fulfill their duties.

He then went to the flying platform and chatted and laughed with the pilots of the Red Ghost Squadron. Yu Lian heard unanimous praise from frontline pilots. They all said that this is actually an excellent fighter plane that can overcome the difference in pilot levels. It would be best if the military could replace all fighter planes with Red Phantoms.

But in fact, this is completely impossible. Among our own fighters deployed on the front line of Seder, even all-crew ghost combat cannot be performed, and there are even a large number of old models X12 and X17 among them. If you really meet various warriors and dragons from the empire, you can only act as an atmosphere team.

"However, if novice pilots are always allowed to use older fighter planes, they will really just be slaughtered. In any case, the empire has a numerical advantage. In the end of the war, the old pilots will be exhausted to the limit, while the new pilots will be exhausted. We can't grow. Our only tactical advantage will no longer exist," Lieutenant Colonel Anne Romanova said.

A momentary hesitation flashed across her face, but she still said sincerely: "Besides, we cannot doubt the empire's research and development capabilities. They have suffered many losses with light wings, and there is no reason not to study countermeasures."

This is indeed true. In the previous life, the Galactic Empire also suffered a lot in front of the blue fangs of the Volunteer Army, so it quickly established the "Loyal Fighter" plan. Of course, by the time the "Loyal Fighters" officially entered service, the vigorous resistance movement of the people on Earth had also ended. Facts have proved that one or two so-called excellent weapons are still very fragile in the face of strategic trends.

Yu Lian immediately thought of the Pacific battlefield in his previous life, but he was actually playing the role of the young man, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"So, what's your suggestion?"

"Minimize the attendance rate of old fighters. As for the new fighters... we can maintain the maximum dispatch and let the pilots work in three shifts. Of course, the maintenance shift will be very hard for the time being, and the working hours will soar to more than twelve hours in the future. "Miss Anne Romanova gave a thumbs up.

Yu Lian suddenly felt that this girl still had some potential to hang a street lamp, but this was during the war after all, and everyone had a high tolerance. As long as the soldiers were not working overtime and the officers were feasting, they had no choice but to endure it for the sake of the country. .

In fact, Yu Lian estimated that Annie would definitely work overtime with the maintenance team. This former eldest sister of the Baofei Tribe had obtained an aircraft engineer's license in her junior year of college. She was not a top technician, but she could at least be a qualified repairman.

"Pay attention to your health. You are not a psychic." Yu Liandao.

"I understand. However, I always feel that you are showing off! Fina has shown off many times. As the commander, shouldn't you be able to calm down in front of us mortals?"

"However, in this way, the service life of Red Ghost and White Devil should be exhausted very quickly, right?"

Anne Romanova suddenly couldn't stop laughing, and her neat short golden hair was filled with a joking atmosphere: "The war situation has become like this, can you still expect them to be able to use the next home? I... my subordinate insists I believe that all weapons are consumables. Fighters are like this, battleships are like this, and maybe even Titans and Colossus are like this.”

This attitude is really her national style, but Yu Lian agrees with it.

"Yes, so should a heraldic machine."

Annie said she had no right to speak about things related to mysticism because she didn't understand them, and continued: "Besides, I will try to add light wings to the ghost plane. The next time I go out, I can try the effect."

"Very good, just go ahead. I'm naturally relieved when you do things." Yu Lian said so, but then he felt that something seemed wrong:

"By the way, Annie, why are you here?"

"Because I am now the second mate and the director of fighter maintenance of the Leap Forward aircraft carrier! Occasionally, I have to guest-star as the helmsman and chief engineer." Miss Lieutenant Colonel Annie Romanova said proudly with her hands on her hips: "I now find that compared to small boats, driving a large ship is more in line with my interests. No, my educational background."

This is true. In her previous life, Annie Romanova was a helmsman and a captain. But even as the captain of the modified Blue Star Princess battlecruiser, she often personally steered and charged.

Her own major is also the ship command department, and her professional counterpart is indeed the command of large ships. However, her previous "professional experience" was all about operating and commanding small aircraft to bomb. Now that she's on an aircraft carrier, it's a perfect combination of academic qualifications and professional experience, right?

As for the so-called Leap Forward aircraft carrier, it's of course the second ship of the new Enterprise-class aircraft carrier. Three of these aircraft carriers, designed specifically for light-wing aircraft, have been built. One is in the Yang Fleet in the New World, one is still being tested at the Mars Shipyard, and one has been deployed here.

This is a warship that has never appeared in the previous timeline. Its performance and functions still depend on its actual combat performance in the future.

As for Annie's original ship, the famous hero boat New Shenzhou No. 2, it was naturally handed over to another excellent captain. After several major battles, the current Community Space Fleet may still lack excellent warship crew members and captains, but it has indeed trained a large number of special crew members who can play torpedo ships to perfection.

On the other hand, if the frontline equipment and troops were not so limited, this meritorious new Shenzhou 2 should actually be sent to a museum to enjoy its retirement life.

Of course, Yu Lian himself knew that no matter how many useful measures were implemented, the strategic advantage of the empire was completely unshakable. And as more and more enemy fleets gathered in front of him, the situation he would face would become worse.

Realistically speaking, although the enemy did not gain any advantage in yesterday's battle, it represented a very bad signal. The Galactic Empire, which had been passively defending and putting all its energy on the construction of the front line, was finally ready to turn defense into offense after playing the turtle for half a year.

This can only mean that the top brass of the Imperial Army has made a judgment that the existing orbital facilities that can be put into use are sufficient to provide assistance for small-scale attacks.

Yu Lian believed that it was not just him, and he was definitely not the only one who could guess this in the front-line command.

Maybe the opponent's next round of attack should come soon.

He still only guessed half right.

The Imperial Army's attack did come very quickly, but it came much faster than he had imagined.

He hadn't even returned to the fortress command center yet, and while he was still on the transport boat, he could see the lightning and thunder at the end of the porthole, as colorful as a fireworks display - of course, this was the scene captured by the Seven Rings Saint with his spiritual perception and "cosmic perception".