At the speed of the bandit fleet, it only takes four or five minutes.

The final decisive battle is coming.

For this battle, the LeRay Federation has been suffering in the flames of war for five full years. Too many soldiers have sacrificed their lives for this day. Hamilton, Brown, Snyder and thousands of others, like a relay, will finally reach the end.

A stick passed here.

It's time to end this war!

"kill!"

The roar erupted.

Hundreds of fighter planes were swept into a Western fleet on the left that was trying to rush over to intercept.

A [Lightning Falcon] rolled in the air and fired two missiles, hitting the bridge of a Western cruiser in front of it. When the explosion suddenly exploded, the fighter plane had already approached several hundred meters away from the cruiser, almost touching it.

It hit the battleship's hull and fired two light chain-like energy cannons. It cut two deep holes in the battleship's armor, causing debris to fly everywhere.

The fighter plane had just passed the stern of the cruiser, rolled to avoid the gunfire of the battleship's rotating turret, and disappeared deep into the fleet. Dozens of identical silver-white fighters were already passing through the crisscrossing energy cannon light and the continuous fire.

An explosion of light appeared in front of the cruiser.

The desperate cruiser trembled under the explosion of missiles that hit the hull one after another.

Finally, a fatal explosion turned the expensive space coffin, which cost as much as 150 million Fiji, into a huge white light that swept across the universe.

The flying debris flew across the universe like a swarm of meteors. Hundreds of large and small debris had just flown into the passage airspace when they were hit head-on by hundreds of bandit warships.

The bandit fleet passed by the dazzling fire ball of the main body of the West York cruiser.

Under the firelight of the explosion and the light of distant stars, the light flowing through the hull of the fast-moving battleship and the reflection of the broken metal debris complement each other, like a flowing Milky Way.

It has to be said that at this time, the West York fleet was already trying its best.

Countless battleships were pouring into the center of the passage like a tide. Even if they saw the explosions one after another when friendly ships were instantly destroyed by bandit fighter planes, they seemed to turn a blind eye and just rushed forward with all their strength.

However, the bandits were even more desperate than them.

The torrent of bandit fleets galloped forward. They fired guns, collided, and never stopped.

All objects that tried to block the front were shattered. Not to mention blocking, even if they were just a little bit beside this mighty torrent, they would all end up being shattered into pieces.

The battleship is speeding like lightning.

The surrounding artillery fire and the destroyed enemy ships were quickly thrown back.

The fat man stood on the command seat and felt that the blood in his body was boiling. The scenery in front of him was actually blood red.

From time to time, battleships and fighter planes were hit by the enemy's artillery fire and fell behind. Even the flagship was trembling under the crazy artillery fire of the Westerners.

In the hall, several staff officers had blood-soaked bandages wrapped around their heads and bodies. Those were wounds caused by hitting the console during a shelling.

The fire alarm in Area B of the battleship was shrill and piercing. Several electronic lights overhead had broken down, and the brightness of the entire hall had dropped significantly. One of the fighter recovery channels was hit and closed, and many of the fighter planes flying with the battleship and waiting for recovery could only

Temporarily detoured to other passages. Even the air from the life support system was filled with a burnt smell when it was sprayed out at this moment.

Faster, faster! Fatty roared in his heart.

Starting from the pirate base of Mars, everything I did was to one day bring LeRae back to life!

This is the last and only chance.

If Sobor cannot be defeated, then this war will go in a direction beyond his control!

Sobol, the fat man has spit in your face, if you can, don’t run away!

"General!" came the anxious voice of Robert, the intelligence officer on duty.

"What's going on?" The fat man looked back and saw hundreds of screens on the Skynet terminal of the electronic combat team under the command podium, all red.

"The enemy suddenly increased their electronic attacks. It's a new type of virus, and we can't stand it any longer!" Robert's expression changed: "The command and communication system has been interfered with, and now the battleship's fire control system has also been attacked."

"A new virus, at this time?" Fatty's heart tightened, and he quickly looked at his tactical computer: "Butt, what's going on?!"

On the tactical computer screen, the little kid's face was distorted by the intense interference.

"Not a virus!"

The little brat's answer made Fatty's heart suddenly rise to his throat. A thought quickly passed through his mind. He widened his eyes and said with a trembling voice: "She's here?"

"She's here!" The little kid's voice was also trembling. The voice was weird, I didn't know if he was crying or laughing.

The fat man stood there blankly.

Suddenly, he burst out laughing.

…

…

Girl, walking slowly in the quiet world.

This is a world of numbers. There are wars, intrigues, and intrigues, but there is no smoke or blood. It is much cleaner than the outside world.

The only red color is the little red leather boots on the girl's feet.

Wave after wave of attacks were thrown away by the girl with a flick of her hand. A small insect had already wandered to her feet. With just a slight kick from her, it turned into a small stream of data and disappeared.

The battle was fierce.

Thousands of knights are rushing to kill each other in this world.

Suddenly one side overwhelms the other, and suddenly another monster emerges from the other side and devours the enemy who has rushed to the door.

The little girl laughed.

She found that she had been in the human world for a long time, and she seemed to be accustomed to using human thinking to conjure up this invisible electronic war. Knights, monsters, and bugs were all just her imagination.

She lowered her head, and even the little red leather boots on her feet were data.

However, I really like these shoes.

Really like it.

Even Sobol doesn't know the significance of these boots to him, right?

The little girl walked forward leisurely.

This is her world. From birth, she has stayed here quietly, looking at the human world outside through the window.

Although humans can fight here, they can design various programs and viruses, they can use electromagnetism to push directly into the small houses here, and they can peek through the computer screen.

However, no one can come in.

The little girl walked up a hillside and walked into a castle along the path. Soldiers swarmed in and tried to catch her. However, she stretched out her hand and gently dissipated into thin air.

The soldiers who rushed up one after another disappeared, and the little girl walked to the front of the castle.

"Are you there?" she asked

After waiting, there was no answer. She stretched out her hand and pushed gently, and the whole castle collapsed like it was made of sand.

At the same time as the castle collapsed, a "Beep!" alarm sounded in the command hall of the [Headfield].

The fat man stared stupidly at a command system terminal that instantly lost response and the instrument with a flashing red light behind it. He was frightened. He kept begging God and praying: "Little bastard! Hurry and lure her away!"

The little girl couldn't hear the fat man's voice.

After watching the castle collapse, she turned around with some disappointment. Standing on the hillside, looking around, the world was filled with well-defended castles, stretching endlessly.

The little girl waved, and behind her, countless knights and soldiers rushed over. They rushed past the little girl and roared towards the castles.

"Are you there?" the little girl walked leisurely, asking wherever she went.

She paid no attention to the fighting around her. Only when the enemy's soldiers approached her or blocked her path, she would use her fingers. Those white and slender fingers seemed to have infinite magic power.

"Are you there?" The little girl asked softly as she walked up a high hillside again and stared at the castle in front of her that was far bigger than the one in front of her.

"Beep, beep, beep!" The harsh alarm sounded again on the Heidfield. Seeing a large subsystem of the command system emitting an intrusion alarm, Fatty's heart almost broke.

The little girl waited and was about to stretch out her finger. Suddenly, a voice came.

"I am here!"

The little girl turned around. She saw a little boy standing on a hilltop not far from her.

Behind the little boy, countless castles were collapsing, and knights and soldiers from both sides were fighting across the mountains and plains. From time to time, thunder sounded in the sky. It was the sound of electromagnetic missiles. Whenever this sound was heard, some soldiers disappeared from the world out of thin air.

.

"So you went to my place to cause trouble. No wonder I can't find you." The little girl smiled slightly and waved her hand. A warm sun appeared in the sky, and the golden sunlight shone down, shining on the corners of her slightly raised mouth.

"Who are you?" The little kid looked at the girl in front of him.

This question made the little girl feel a little confused. In the human world, this is a very common question. However, in this world, no one has ever asked themselves this question.

Because there is no one else here at all.

Looking at this boy who was just like herself, the little girl suddenly wanted to sit down with him and have a good chat. But...she looked at the little kid and said calmly, "I'm here to take you back."

"Take me back?" The kid frowned slightly, "Go back to where?"

"You'll know when you get back." A smile bloomed like a flower on the little girl's face.
To be continued...