Chapter 1915 Everyone is ready to die

Deng Zhengqing's words made the scene feel a little silent.

It’s not that everyone is timid. All the officers present are for the rest of their lives. They have been marching and fighting within the sphere of influence of the empire for the past year. They have been able to persevere until now and have not been eliminated. They have already realized the idea of ​​putting life and death aside.

Now, since all the warships are ready to go, there is no need to start to feel sad when they set off.

They simply felt a sense of farewell.

With the help of pirates, everyone arrived in the remote galaxy on the border of the empire in June this year. This is an ancient base built more than 300 years ago, built on a certain Earth-type satellite of the giant planet. However, less than 70% of the construction was completed, and the subsequent construction was stopped due to unpredictable resistance, leaving behind a large space complex that seemed like ruins.

At that time, the remnants of the fleet were desperate. In such a huge universe, there was no place to stay except this space city that did not exist in any official archives of the empire.

After all, I have been repaired for more than half of it, and at least I can shelter from wind and rain. It is better than hiding in the crypt of a dwarf planet?

What's more, this satellite is more than three times the size of the moon and contains a vast ice layer, which is enough to solve most of the survival problems.

The soldiers activated the main control terminal of the military port, repaired the energy system, and restarted the survival and maintenance equipment. Subsequently, these uninvited guests from the earth rebuilt barracks and workshops, and saved new production tools. They even restarted the dome garden of Star Port and changed the garden into a potato field.

The remaining Earth warships, centered on this remote base, began to appear in two star areas, secretly attacking the imperial transport ships, and turned themselves into pirates in this way.

It is probably because this place is a marginal area of ​​the writing star area, which is read as the slave labor camp. The fleet was very careful when robbing, but did not immediately attract the encirclement of the imperial army.

The fleet of scrambled to grab continued supplies and equipment from the warehouse in the Hellosh border area, and obtained food and medicine from the transportation line in Symoe, and finally barely persevered.

After more than four months of construction, this semi-aborted base has gradually restored its spirit. Although the soldiers were having a difficult time, they still had a feeling of home-like relationship with the base.

Now, they have to give up this "home", and it is inevitable that they will feel a little melancholy.

Deng Zhengqing also had this feeling. During the construction of this base, he felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment. However, as the interim commander of this small fleet, he still had to show off his iron-blooded tough guy spirit, so he looked at the only non-human on the scene.

He may also be the only person on the scene who will not be sad.

"Mr. Furken, what's going on?"

"I have buried vibration bombs in one hundred and twenty key structural points of the base. If the imperial devils come in and touch the mechanism, the chain explosion will completely collapse the base. However, it may not be possible to bury much." Humane, known as Mr. Furken.

His voice was quite gentle, and in addition to a little subtle electronic sound, he even had a bit of nagging.

Surprisingly, the owner of this voice was a strong and tough Wolfliner, the legendary werewolf, the famous warrior race, and the loyal hunting dog of the imperial dragon kings.

Logically speaking, it is already quite inconsistent for people of this race to appear in the rebel camp, let alone appear on the side of the earthlings.

In fact, this Wolfliner is more than a circle of burly than most adult male individuals of the same clan, and looks more like an upright Cordia brown bear. However, his body was covered with not thick fur, but alloy armor plates. Even one of his eyes was square, flashing red.

If this person hadn't had at least one whole head, two arms and half of his torso, he would have been regarded as a robot with Wolflin's shape.

Needless to say, this is of course a prosthetic person.

In fact, he is not only a prosthetic man, but also a member of the Intellectual Machinery Brotherhood, but even claims to be the head of the Imperial Division of the Engineers Association.

The Engineers' Hall is almost becoming the peripheral satellite organization of the pioneer party, which is no longer a big deal in the road. It is reasonable for the members of the organization to appear in the anti-imperial camp.

As for why this person appears here, it's a long story.

In short, the setting of a Wolflin prosthetic man is too inconsistent, because it is a bit overwhelming, and instead gains the trust of the soldiers of the Earth Army.

He continued: "Actually, if I use antimatter bombs, I am confident that I will send away this base and half of the planet at once. This will not only bury all the landed imperial devils, but may also take away several warships."

Although Mr. Furken had half of his face wearing armor, he still showed a very vivid expression of regret: "But we cannot produce antimatter materials. The precious antimatter warhead should still be used on torpedoes. Hi, it would be great if there was a 'wisdom' or 'plant' here."

Deng Zhengqing said: "This is better than what I expected. This base is already the construction result of all of us. It is impossible to leave it to the imperial devils of Dog x in any case."

William Banner gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Yes! Even if our Bazan City can take away at least 10,000 imperial devils, it will be completely reliable."

Yes, the soldiers of the fleet now call this small space base "Bazan City" to commemorate the fleet commander who died half a year ago.

The officers at the scene nodded and responded loudly, and were about to give up their sorrows of "homeland" and were covered with hot blood.

The young commander Deng Zhengqing drew a solid line on the holographic star map and pointed it on a galaxy on the edge of the Symoe star region: "In July, we entered Symoe from this XT-902 galaxy and successfully killed two transport ships."

"Yes! This is how the tomato seeds in our hydroponic farm come from, and this is how the earthworms used to make protein nutrition jars come from." Banner licked his lips and smiled even more ferociously: "This is how the plug-in armor on Bedisa No. 19 comes from."

Deng Zhengqing grinned and said, "I'll leave like this time. Do you have any opinions?"

Banner laughed and said, "Hahaha, if this time, I'm afraid I'll be intercepted by the imperial army before I reach XT902. However, this is exactly what I want!

"No, maybe we will be blocked by the enemy before we even walked out of this nebula. Mr. Fuken." Deng Zhengqing looked at the prosthetic man next to him again.

The prosthetic man nodded slightly and pressed his ears in front of everyone. He saw a square left eye flashing twice, and a new holographic projection appeared on the scene.

That is the projection outline of the Feather-class battlecruiser.

"According to the information of the Lazakai people, these two battlecruisers are the so-called Feather 3. We are not completely clear about what performance they have compared to the first two types. We only confirm that they should have enhanced their speed. They are indeed newly transferred from Shengyuan, and they are also new ships that have only completed the test. The commander is Major General Margus."

"Haha, if we were rabbits hiding in the crypt, these two ships were marten hunting for rabbits, right?" Benna understood in seconds. As a ranch boy who grew up in New Tennessee, he knew this very well.

Deng Zhengqing looked at the outlines of the two warships floating in the center of the electronic sandbox. He felt that if the remaining ships in the fleet were a group of scarred and exhausted rabbits, this powerful imperial giant ship was not a marten hunting, but clearly two hungry dragons.

The young interim commander pondered: "However, if only two battle patrols are just a little less."

"According to the information of my colleagues, Major General Margus' fleet also includes aircraft carriers and heavy patrols, which is a very powerful strike fleet." Yi Bo Humane.

Seeing everyone's confusion, he explained seriously: "He is not a prosthetic man, but he is indeed a member of our Engineer Hall and an Imperial Military Engineer."

Speaking of this, he raised his thumb, grinned and showed a free and easy smile, and a literal steel teeth reflected a glimmer of light under the starlight: "Everyone, please believe that we are doing a just cause! Our comrades in the world are all over the world!"

Deng Zhengqing laughed, reached out and pushed away the sweaty hair on his forehead, and knocked on the titanium alloy conference table, shaking the fleet model in the holographic projector on the table trembled slightly.

"Very good, everyone, we are alone, but because of this, we need to create opportunities for more powerful comrades to escape. We must move towards the direction of the Luo Wentull fleet on the border of the Symoe, and make all the imperial people believe that we are ready to break through!"

Banner continued to shrugged: "The success rate is really unavailable."

"But the mortality rate can definitely be guaranteed." Deng Zhengqing glanced at his comrade-in-arms and classmates.

The latter laughed again: "That's even more true!"

Deng Zhengqing said to Yiti Ren again: "Mr. Fuken, I will leave you a lightning strike ship. Then..."

"I will lead you to you. Before joining the Brotherhood, I was also a qualified grenade. Now I can also cook one or two Astrology Knights, a Astrology Knight in an Emblem Machine."

"But, you are not Mr. He Wen's consultant."

"Brother Beliulo also has the will to die. So, isn't it the same wherever he dies?"
Chapter completed!