Him and their stars

Yu Lian sat on the jeweled chair of the Pilgrimage, watching his own fleet disappear into the starry sky. When the last battleship turned into a dotted line and suddenly disappeared, a trace of sadness actually flashed in his heart. The emotions of joy and reluctance were intertwined in his heart, and gradually turned into worrying about gains and losses.

What the hell is this feeling like sending your kids off to college? He couldn't help but shudder, he was disgusted by his own hypocrisy, so he jumped up quickly, and met Feifei's teasing gaze with cold eyes.

"Congratulations. After a year, Commander Yu has become Captain Yu again. Do you feel a little uncomfortable losing the treatment of the stars?" Feifei said, folding her hands.

"That's not easy to say. The captain is a colonel. I'm not bored enough to snatch this authority." Yu Lian smiled and said, "Where is the I Earl Star Gorge? I just heard that there is the latest news?"

Since the fleets reunited, the rear reconnaissance fleet has accelerated its return. Now, only the loyal Sky Survey Eye is left responsible for monitoring the Imperial fleet in Earl I Star Gap.

"Starting to move forward. Of course, it's still a long snake."

There is no way. Although Xingxia can navigate giant ships, its capacity is only so much. However, the "one-word long snake formation" is also based on squadrons.

"In addition, the Karaman fleet also moved and turned away from the Lucknar Corridor."

"We turned around twice in one week, traveling at least five hundred light years more, and still had a miserable look on our face. It was really hard work." Yu Lian showed sympathy.

As for who confused them, it doesn't matter.

Feifei smiled and said: "This also shows that the new commander of the Karaman fleet is already in place."

Yu Lian's eyes lit up and he was immediately interested.

Feifei shook her head and said: "We can no longer hear fragments of information from the Imperial Army. They should have blocked the communication terminal on the Patrol."

"How stingy." Yu Lian snorted coldly.

"What should we do next?" Feifei asked again.

"Wait." Yu Lian simply answered, and then added: "Tell the captain to keep up with the launch and recovery training of fighter planes and torpedo ships. Our engine room is modified from Dragon's Nest, and the ejection channel is even built by ourselves. Everyone I haven’t fully adapted yet, but now I have some stability, so I must seize the time.”

Of course, the reason why the renovation project of the dragon ship's hangar and ejection channel was so smooth must also be attributed to some subtle metaphysical bonuses. Yu Lian really wanted to thank Xiao Hui, but unfortunately that cyberbot was really elusive now. She is now full of interest in this ship that is filled with occult units, like a baby addicted to Lego.

...Well, not to mention babies, even adults, who is not addicted to Lego?

"I don't have any requirements for the Lightning Strike Ship, only fighter jets. It would take twenty-five minutes to dispatch all 120 Red Ghost fighter jets on an Enterprise-class aircraft carrier, but on this ship, I only need half an hour."

"The captain will say that he only needs twenty minutes." Feifei said. This girl once again switched to the status of an elite adjutant, but somehow gained the attributes of the demon Party A.

"What's the specific waiting time?" she asked again.

Yu Lian thought for a while: "Let's wait until our Sky Survey Eye comes back. There are only 10 billion of them, so there are only a few left, so we can't miss any one."

After years of wars, there are currently only four Eyes of Xuntian left in the hands of the Yu Fleet, one of which was taken away by the Fuxi. Speaking of which, Professor Zinov said that he could reproduce the core of the Sky Survey Eye, the high-precision deep space sensing unit, and even issued a military order with vodka to indicate that there would be no problem. Because of this, Yu Lian endured the pain and let them take one apart.

But I don’t know what’s going on now.

When he returns to New China safely, the first thing he will do is go there and take a look.

Feifei recorded Yu Lian's orders in detail and discussed the specific training schedule. After finishing the above work, she did not leave. She rolled her eyes and glanced at the jeweled chair behind Yu Lian.

"It is indeed an ostentatious chair. It is said that it was ordered by Duke Conroe, the deputy commander of the Astral Knights. This cruise ship should have been his ship. He was a luxurious man. During the Revolutionary War , died under Teacher Lan’s sword, and the chair remained, but unfortunately no one did it. "

Feifei nodded: "I was just wondering if those exaggerated reliefs were made of gold."

"ah?"

"You really deserve a new dress." Feifei reached out and gently touched Yu Lian's face, smiled, and walked away with a graceful step.

Early the next morning, Yu Lian received his new military uniform as expected, and the four gold stars on the collar badge shone brightly under the light. During the war, it is certainly impossible for the Earth's central government to send new uniforms to the Pilgrim. I didn't even receive epaulets or medals, and even the promotion documents were electronic.

As for this one, of course it was an old gift from when I was a lieutenant general. Speaking of which, the only time I wore it was last year when Vice President Ye came to the front line to express condolences to the soldiers and awarded him the second Blue Star Medal of Freedom.

Looking at the epaulettes on his new military uniform, Yu Lian had to admit that four general stars looked better than three stars.

Of course, the material of the star was recast after melting the gold lines on the chair, which was the only regret in this beautiful thing.

Yu Lian felt sad for this jeweled chair for a second, admired the new military uniform for five seconds, and then hung it on the innermost side of the closet.

After all, it was not a marshal's uniform, and there was no way to hang up the medals as a bulletproof vest.

He was only concerned about whether everyone's training work was running normally. Another thing worth noting was the actions of the Imperial Army.

On the afternoon of June 2, Yu Lian received a daily report from Fuxi: the entire fleet was approaching the entrance of the Lucknar Corridor and had contacted the 3rd patrol fleet that remained in place.

According to the latter's further exploration through deep space detection, the Tuosen fleet that they repelled was no longer in the next galaxy. In other words, this fleet of more than 200 large and small warships had at least jumped to the back of the deep corridor once.

It seems that if they don't wait for the follow-up "Karaman Fleet" to join them, they really don't plan to leave the corridor.

Is there such a cowardly imperial general in the world? Even if it is an old man Leitalin, it is indeed a bit abnormal.

"The behavior of this veteran is no longer cowardly, so it is necessary to pay attention to it. For example, understand his political spectrum and behavior style." Yu Lian said: "Of course, we can't count on the national unity and the committee unity."

Although this is a little sorry for Colonel Singh, I really can't have any confidence in the state-affiliated intelligence agency.

Feifei took the order and said, "I understand. I will let the party's intelligence station pay attention, but this will take time..."

"The intelligence within the party is just like a traffic station, a few informants and a string of partners. Please don't act like a behind-the-scenes manipulator every time, okay? Sharing Foundation? Xingpan Road Communication Agency?"

The Black Moon Black Knight, who was a big shot in the street, showed a three-point cold and three-point unruly sneer: "Those two families? They dare not get involved in the war. At most, they are very well-informed in the gray world of adventurers and mercenaries. In terms of military intelligence, they may not be as good as our party."

Yu Lian, who was a gold VIP customer of the Sharing Foundation in his previous life and this life, fell into silence.

He suddenly realized that he really hadn't dealt with these well-informed intelligence dealers for many years, which must have erected a sad thick barrier. So, the glorious days of being a ranger gradually faded away.

Then, Feifei said again: "No matter how strong we are, we still have to establish our momentum first! Who says that the intelligence organization of the Pioneer Party can't become the top card in the universe in the future? Isn't this always Yu'er's dream?"

Since she has already said this, this is of course Yu Lian's dream, it must be a dream.

"You can ask the third patrol fleet to withdraw, and the observers of General Lu's galaxy can also be taken away. Let them reunite with the main fleet as soon as possible and accept the unified dispatch of General Mukawa"

According to the report of Chief of Staff Mukawa, he will lead the main fleet to the D3 galaxy in Bianxiang, which is 217 light years away from this time. It is also an important transportation node in the star region. The main channel is divided there, pointing to Shanhaiguan and Xinshuntian respectively. The main fleet will make the final decision there.

It is also a mining galaxy, but it has also become a very important front-line logistics base during the war. In addition to a large amount of roughly processed ore, the huge orbital warehouse also stockpiles a considerable amount of military supplies. Food, medicine, ammunition, compressed energy blocks and various consumables are all available.

The chief of staff decided to meet with the third patrol fleet there and take away as much supplies as possible.

If they really couldn't be taken away, they must not be left to the imperial invaders.

If the enemy really caught up (although this possibility is getting smaller and smaller now), they can still take advantage of the relatively bad celestial conditions there to ambush.

Of course, if the cruelest and worst situation happened, the fleet was really followed by a large number of imperial pursuers. The mining plant and various warehouse equipment in Border Township D3 can also be used, at least as a cover for the rear troops.

Yu Lian would naturally not object. He felt that even if he was on the Fuxi, he could only do this.

In addition, Chief of Staff Mkawa also reported that the National Defense Committee had sent a second formal notice to the Fuxi, and this time the wording had been ordered.

As for the specific content, the old chief of staff certainly didn't say it, so Yu Lian didn't plan to ask. He now found that staying on the captured enemy ship was still very beneficial. The Imperials on the other side really couldn't contact him, and he could pretend to be confused in a reasonable, legal and reasonable way.

What's more, he had a very good reason.

In the early morning of June 3, the last Sky Survey Eye, which had almost run out of batteries, sailed out of the I Earl Star Gorge. When the Revelation put this diligent automatic reconnaissance aircraft into the cabin, the gravity wellhead also rippled with a heart-pounding mass gravitational fluctuation.

The Imperial Dreadnought came again.

...Well, although Yu Lian was numb to the arrival of the Imperial Dreadnought, he did have a good reason not to receive orders from the Earth. From this perspective, he was already very grateful for the big rockets sent by the Imperial friends.

"Analyze the mass projection immediately!" Yu Lian began to order.

The experienced crew members began to use the detection equipment that the Xunli had brought with them. Perhaps because everyone was a matching model of the Imperial warship, a crew member soon produced the latest monitoring results.

"It's the Flame Dragon-class dreadnought, the Golden Skull."

"Oh, an old friend." Yu Lian licked his lips, like a beast ready to start hunting.