Therapy Planet No. 13

Central battlefield.

The war zone expanded at full speed with Joshua's "death". Whether it was Armie's main army or the new army cultivated by the southeastern warlords, they all quickly assembled to the central war zone in a rushing manner.

The Star Alliance, which had been shrinking after Boyd's death, had no choice but to fight back under such circumstances.

The reality did not give them any room to back down and maneuver!

"Well, if only Boyd hadn't died in that assassination."

There is no lack of such voices in the alliance. Ordinary soldiers do not know the cause of Boyd's death. Lucas has not figured out how to explain Boyd's death, so the federal propaganda just took advantage of it.

"That's right, if he sees such a scene, he can't wait to rush out and fight with the Federation..."

The main battle faction has long been cleaned up by Lucas.

Although the remaining rationalists are not passive avoiders, they more or less miss the "good" days when "a tall man rushed in front".

The mystery involved in Boyd's death is too complicated, and Lucas himself hasn't figured it out yet. How can he tell the truth?

Some people also speculate that Boyd died in the power struggle with Lucas, but Boyd has been an assistant for so many years after all, such speculation has not become mainstream except for a few relatively high-level figures. .

Lucas won't let it go mainstream either.

"Report! The reconnaissance team found a small group of warships attacking us from the front!"

A suspicious voice came from the reconnaissance channel, "...Not much, but judging from the battleships, it's all SS-class! It seems to be a small advance team in shape... No, it's not an advance team..."

Judgment ahead is difficult.

It's not like launching a frontal attack, nor like a sudden sneak attack in the dark. From the perspective of frontal combat, the number is too rare. From the perspective of number and scale, this kind of assault is only suitable for small individual camps.

"...is... reinforcements?"

"It's reinforcements."

The tip was forwarded to Lucas, who did not go to the battlefield in person, but commanded from the rear.

It's just that the 360° three-dimensional projection in all directions makes him no different from going to the battlefield in person.

"It's Armie." Lucas' voice was a little cold.

He thought for a while, and announced: "Go ahead and send the third column to deal with it. No attack can be launched on this scale. Let the fourth, fifth and sixth echelons be prepared. The earliest large-scale protracted battle will be three hours later. We still have Preparation time."

Armi has just arrived, and it will take some time to get familiar with the situation.

Lucas Unicom Newsletter: "Dawn."

"exist."

"Can you let the Zerg go to the battlefield? Armi is afraid that the comers are not good this time."

"I'll ask." Dawn answered slowly.

"...Isabella said that wherever her children passed, there would be wormholes."

Leave a wormhole.

It means that the Zerg can travel through any boundary of the universe through the wormhole at any time.

If the Zerg rebels in the future, then this is a huge security risk!

Agreeing is tantamount to scheming with a tiger.

But don't agree... In this case, Lucas will definitely not idle any combat power.

"You told her that I don't care what they do during the war, but first, to ensure combat effectiveness, and second, any wormhole openings in the future need to be jointly developed with other races after the war."

during the war.

The formation of a wormhole takes time. Even if Isabella concentrates her efforts on digging, a normal wormhole will take a long time.

And no matter during the war, it does not mean that non-war zones are not subject to jurisdiction.

Time constraints, combat power constraints, and scale can be contained.

"She agreed." Dawn responded quickly.

This is a step back from both sides.

Dense swarms of insects began to gather in the sky.

Along with countless heavy mechas, starships, and enemy and enemy soldiers in dark ink.

The "reinforcement team" led by Armi soon arrived.

But the action of this team exceeded the expectations of Lucas and everyone else.

The rear of the fiercely fighting Federation began to slowly give up a passage.

Very narrow, only one starship can pass through.

But behind the watertight sea water seemed to roll up two rising waves, making way for a wide and flat white field.

"What's going on with Armie?!"

The new army is not under the jurisdiction of Armi. They belong directly to the Federal Parliament. To be precise, they only follow the orders of the southeastern warlords who trained them, but the driving force behind these forces is undoubtedly Rhodes.

"The formation in the rear has been disrupted in this way... Isn't it said that the new dispatch is Armi? When does the supreme commander need to go to the front? Looking at this situation, does he still want to rush to the front?"

No one knew what Armie was thinking.

The old army is Armi's limbs and bones, and Armi is like an arm to them.

- As for the new army?

At least in this battle, he was ordered to obey the supreme command. Facing this kind of behavior that was almost self-destructing, he didn't have much to say.

Anyway, if you lose, you will leave those idiots behind!

Many people in the new army watch a good show with this idea in mind.

The universe was supposed to be vast, but under the gathering of life in the entire universe, there was a hustle and bustle for a while, the vast galaxy twisted toward the center of the battlefield, and the invisible squeeze built a swaying, long and narrow canyon. .

The condensed dead pressure caused even the meteorite to fall silently and silently.

Armi's warship pierced the outermost starship membrane like a single-handed spear.

The suicidal behavior, on the contrary, made the two sides who were fighting in the fierce battle unanimously withdraw their hands.

What does he want?

This question popped into the minds of almost everyone.

"do not mind him."

Lucas immediately reminded the frontline commander: "Continue to attack."

His voice was an anchor, quickly making up for the commander's lack of judgment.

No matter what kind of calculus Armi had, he had reached such a juncture, and a truce was simply a fantasy.

The most important thing is to act before the opponent moves!

The stagnant situation only appeared for a moment, and soon, the queue of the Freedom Alliance began to move forward.

Armie's starship fired a shot.

No sound can be heard in space, and people can only judge cannonballs by the light released by the explosion.

No sound.

There is no light either.

Like a pebble that sank into the deep sea, even the ripples were covered by slightly rippling waves.

"what's going on…"

The commander, who was paying 120,000 attention, couldn't figure it out, but he instinctively felt a bad premonition.

"Keep going.

The hesitation caused by such panic made him unable to say the remaining two words anyway.

Armie stood in front of the screen with his hands behind his back. His short silver hair made him look energetic when he was over sixty years old.

He suddenly reached out and took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and rubbed the bridge of his nose, which was a little sore.

When he reopened his eyes, the gentle gaze was immediately replaced by solemnity.

He held a walnut-colored handle in his hand.

Like a walking stick, simple and elegant, with only one button.

"Order—"

His thumb is hovering over the button.

"—Except us, all fleets, all retreat."

No one answered, but the signal soldier sat upright in his position, waiting for Armi's next order.

Except us.

What about "we"?

"Relinquish driving rights."

Armi just let the pilot leave his position, and a huge spiritual net came over the sky, instantly taking over the control of the starship.

He still moved on.

"The first column retreats."

"The second column retreats."

"The third column retreats."

"Withdraw!" Lucas also found that something was wrong, and it was almost an order before and after Armi.

The tide starts to swell.

pat.

The sword of Damocles hovering above his head did not hesitate, and fell precisely in the scenery outside the window moving forward rapidly.

The light in the universe is brilliant and faint.

Any soldier who survived this war will never forget this scene.

It was pure darkness.

In the center of darkness, there is nothing.

no light, no light;

no past, no future;

Neither hope nor despair.

It is an emptiness that is purer than nothingness.

A drop of ink with endless extensibility was splashed on the most ink-absorbing rice paper, breaking a deep pit that devoured death.

Bottomless.

Unfathomable.

Unspeakable.

Lucas ordered all starships to retreat at top speed.

The drive of blue paints countless shooting stars in the night sky.

A drop from the darkness spreading from **** is instantly drawn into the cage of eternity.

When Armi was still some distance away from the horizon, he waved to all the soldiers around him: "You all go to the door."

Beside the soldiers, there are also some ordinary people who are controlled by physical ropes.

The men were also dragged to the hatch by the soldiers.

Armie opened the hatch: "Stand over."

He switched forward to backward, delayed push, three seconds.

"Jump down."

This voice is like an invisible hand, and it is a brute force pushing forward in the mind of the soldier.

Without a second thought, they jumped into the vast universe with their terrified captives.

Obey, obey, absolutely obey.

Loyal, loyal, unbelievably loyal.

The hatch closed, and the superluminal starship Armi was on began to return.

Those soldiers who were pushed down by the light words didn't even think about what was behind the obedience and loyalty.

The burst of black gears crushed and smashed all objects that could not defeat light.

There are countless dense black holes the size of satellites, like briquettes, in the universe.

Like a huge group of meteorites smashing on the grassy ground, on the land called the universe, leaving a mess that can't be repaired.

"What kind of strange thing did they research..." Dongyang watched the live broadcast, stunned.

The black hole itself does not extend very much, perhaps because the initial mass is too small, or because of other reasons, but the number alone is enough to make the assembled fleet appear to collapse.

What's more, there are so many pits artificially smashed on the way forward!

It takes a lot of time just to check the black hole and choose the best path!

But because of this, Dongyang and the others can still see real-time projections from the devices of other surviving starships.

Li Ming frowned and stared at this tragic situation, and her lower lip was bitten and bleeding.

No, not right.

This is definitely not their purpose.

what else should be...

What else hasn't been photographed...

Jessica and Hoeven are re-surveying the road to the planet with the rest of their equipment with a group of tech nerds.

Suddenly, Jessica received a communication request—

Unknown identity.

The signal source is an ordinary civilian starship.

But the line is a private line to the amphitheater.

Not from the Star Alliance.

Jessica thumped, vaguely guessing.

She clicked to accept and hurriedly said, "Are you all okay? Lui? Or Anger..."

"Jessica? I need you to contact your fellow hackers." Angel's voice hurriedly sounded over there, "The more people, the better, now, immediately, immediately—"

"Do, what?" Jessica was startled.

"Take control of that **** Sanxingdui darknet!"