Chapter 55 Lighting Signal

Another tragic battle is over.

The huge Binalt fleet has slowly disappeared from Newton's jumping point. In the silent void, only endless wreckage of warships remain.

The scarred Lele battleships were passing through this huge steel cemetery. From time to time, wreckages of all sizes hit the hull and bounced silently.

Several injured fighter planes struggled to fly into the broken passage of the aircraft carrier. The damage alarm sounded everywhere in the mothership, and the damage control team members hurriedly ran back and forth. On the huge hull, a ball of explosive flames burst out from time to time and then dissipated in the void.

A violent explosion came from the head of the mothership. General Marki grabbed the railing of the command platform while shaking violently. Through the bridge porthole, you can see that a ball of fire rose up on the head of the mothership one thousand meters away from the bridge command room. The thick hull armor was blown up, and countless debris flew into the quiet universe.

"Report the situation of the damage control." The roar came from Captain Mark. He was sitting on the captain's seat next to Malk, sweating profusely.

The warning sounds were endless on his command platform, and the damage diagram on the screen was already red. The damage degree of the ship's head and port side of the hull exceeded the cordon, and even the bridges that were more than ten floors high also broke through large holes. It looked like a piece of broken black cheese.

Marki tried hard to make the expression on his face look less heavy. He turned his head and looked at the surviving Lerey warships outside the porthole, moving closer to the mothership.

A warship with almost half of the bridge slowly glided among the floating wreckage debris, sending light signals to the flagship.

"Long live Lere!"

The lights were like contagion, rippling in the universe, one after another, gradually connecting into one. Each warship gathered over flashed the signal lights at the same rhythm.

Sadness and pride attacked Marki in an instant. He wanted to beat every guy on the battleship that sent the signal, so that they could know the consequences of affecting the commander's emotions at this time, and wanted to give them a hug, thanking them for fighting with him, and never retreating now!

Marki can't remember how many attacks were repelled from the Sierra Fleet.

In front of the advanced and powerful Binalt battleship, in front of the Desik fleet, which is striving to pursue heavy artillery in large ships, the old and broken Lere Fleet is like a stubborn reef in the huge waves!

Lelei warships turned into ashes of the universe in artillery fire. However, from beginning to end, no warship retreated. Whether it was the battleships where hedgehogs fired together, the destroyers that charged at high speed, the frigate that fired space fish after rushing wildly in the enemy's artillery fire, or the fighter planes that shuttled through energy cannons like sea swallows...

They continued without hesitation.

The dark wreckage, like a swimming asteroid belt, rolled out of the porthole.

A few hours ago, they were still brightly lit warships. On the warships, the young Lerey who were still childish on their faces were still alive.

They might be wearing headphones and playing heavy metal music, while humming loudly, while controlling the rotating turret to shoot the light chain of the energy cannon at the enemy's fighter jets. Perhaps they were joking with each other, then roared by the commander, then boarded the fighter jets, rushed into the vast universe, and flew in the artillery fire. Or perhaps they still did not forget to whistle the female soldiers who rushed to the damaged area and into the smoke-filled cabin for emergency repair.

These are a bunch of heartless bastards. Even in the rain of bullets, they still look indifferent.

The enemy will never understand Lere. They will not know how many Lerere people are waiting to make a vote in the most ostentatious and sensational way!

The young men of Lerey were scattering their lives and humor in this black universe. They picked up a cigarette, lit it, and then glanced at the arrival of Death.

"Old Admiral," the mothership captain Mark breathed a sigh of relief after finally confirming that the loss of the baby warship was not enough to be fatal. He took the battle statistics and said to Marki: "Desik's grandson, we beat him up very badly this time!"

As he said that, he handed the documents in his hand to Marki, glanced at the center console screen and said, "The Allied Fleet is here."

He reached out to take the statistical report from Mark's hand, and Marky turned his head and looked out of the porthole.

Several fleets ended their leaps and appeared in the void, slowly moving closer toward this side. The most advanced one in the middle warships was Chakner's fleet. The fleet with the same shuttle shape with both wings with the same speed belonged to Tatania and Puditok. Following behind was a B-class fleet from the Knawell Four Nations Alliance.

Fischela did not have the ability to take away all the Allied fleets. At least, the fleets of these countries remained.

These fleet commanders did not give Fischera any face. On the day when Fischera set off, they left the Southeast Expeditionary Fleet and joined the Lerey fleet. At that time, the light signal they made when they bid farewell to Fischera was "Salute to the hero who stood up at the most critical moment."

This signal of ridicule and self-praise made every officer and soldier of the Flyan and Ryan fleet unable to raise their heads. Fischera's face was so gloomy that it could twist out the water.

"Who cares about this bastard?" a captain Chuckner snorted and told Markey: "Get out early, it's good for everyone! We have long been bored with his fingers."

As the fleets of Chuckner and other countries broke away from Feschera's control and joined the defense system, the Lerei Federation finally took a breath. Relying on Newton's jump point, the Federation has repelled the attacks of Sheldon's fleet several times in succession.

Whenever I see the Allied fleet coming to take over the defense, the Lelei officers and soldiers miss the team that fought in a foreign country.

Although the bandit army was not around to fight with everyone, this army was the pillar of all Lerei people’s hearts. Everything they did was deeply affecting the Lerei Federation and even the entire Southeast Star Domain.

It was the bandit army that made Chuckner devote all his strength to this war. Both his government and the military gave Lerei Federation unscrupulous support. Not only did their fleets break up with Fischela, but there were also many Chuckner transport ships risking their lives to transport supplies to Lerei through the blockade of the West Joseon every day.

It is precisely because of the restraint of the bandit fleet in the Longbow Galaxy that the Sheldon fleet had to be wary of being behind us and did not dare to devote all its strength to the attack on Newton's jumping point. Otherwise, with the strength of Sheldon's main fleet, the two elephant-class fleets of Blizzard and the Desik Fifth Fleet, the offensive intensity will be ten times higher than now!

There are also support from Hastings, Tatania and other countries. Although the current Lere Federation is in turmoil, it is much better in all aspects than when it resisted several major member states of the Western Conference. It can be said that under the leadership of Fatty, the current bandit army is gradually becoming the core of the entire Southeast Star Domain Allied Forces.

This is a process where development can be clearly felt. The seeds left by Hamilton have taken root and sprouted and blossomed under the careful care of Fatty, Russell, Bernardote and others.

Because of the efforts of the fat man with a simple face, Lele is no longer lonely. Although they are not in China, they are using another way to protect and defend this country!

They are fighting in foreign countries and growing stronger every day. In the expected future, they will return to this country that has been peaceful for three hundred years and restore the tranquility and peace here.

All the people of Lere are looking forward to their return!

"General, look!" The cry of a staff officer interrupted Marky's thoughts. He looked closely and saw allied warships from different countries in neat formations, passing by the scarred Lelei fleet. The distance between the warships was very close, and through the bright land-to-ceiling portholes of the bridge, you could even see rows of space naval officers and soldiers standing neatly by the windows.

What's wrong? The officers and soldiers who found out that they were abnormal rushed to the porthole.

Everyone whispered and talked. This was not the first time such a defensive handover. However, the Allied fleets in the past were never so formal.

The three warships that were sliding at the same speed; the soldiers standing by the porthole, as if they were being inspected, were obviously deliberately organized.

A light flashed in the dark universe. It was the leading Chuckner space carrier, and the light signals emitted by the light signals, followed by the battleship cluster, cruiser cluster, and the outer destroyers and frigates cluster. The same light signals were flashing. Countless signal lights were like fireflies in the night sky.

"Leifengxing Victory, pay tribute to the soldiers of Lelei's Federation!"

As soon as the signal light flashed, the Allied officers and soldiers by the porthole seemed to have heard the order, and stood attentively with their legs in front of each other and saluted!

The Allied fleet, gracefully sailed not far from the chaotic Lere fleet, like a flowing river of light.

The leading Chuckner aircraft carrier drew an arc in space, turned the head of the ship, and led a long queue to the Lelei fleet. He stopped half a hull behind.

The Lelei officers and soldiers stared blankly at the Allied fleet that was half behind and expressed their respect in the common way of the space and navy. The halo of the signal light remaining on the retina has not yet dissipated, and the sound of the communications soldiers interpreting the signal is still echoing in their ears.

"Leifengxing Star Victory!"

This soundless sound, like a magician's spell, floated up from the boiling blood, and a current swept across every Lere warrior in an instant. The huge cheer almost broke through the porthole glass!

Countless hats were thrown up, and they knew that there was a unit fighting there.
Chapter completed!