Him and their stars.

Chapter 1701 This Galaxy Can Be Named

Bronze skin, short hair that is gray but as straight as steel needles, medium height with a particularly strong physique, thick beard full of tough guy style, wrapped around the square face. Finally, there is a pair of firm dark brown eyes.

The above is the character portrait of the captain of the Fuxi, Commodore Serral Tovey, which indeed completely conforms to all the stereotypes of the "old captain" character.

In fact, his life experience was even more in line with this. He was a very typical old sailor born in a non-bureaucratic group. He started as a common damage control officer, worked his way up to the position of the gunner in the secondary gun compartment, and then worked as an observation assistant in the main gun position for a period of time.

It was not until he was forty that he stepped onto the bridge of a cruiser as the chief of the engineering crew, and then slowly moved up from third mate to captain.

The time he served in the space fleet was almost equal to the ages of Yu Lian and Fei Fei combined.

The veteran captain did not have a high education background to show off, but he had sufficient work experience in almost all practical departments on the warship. Therefore, his ability to lead a warship was beyond doubt.

During the many fierce battles before, Yu Lian was very confident in handing over the Fuxi to Lieutenant General Tovey to take full charge, so that he could focus all his energy on fleet command.

When Yu Lian, Feifei and other adjutants boarded their loyal Fuxi, the sturdy old captain stared at them with a sharp gaze and said in a calm but clear voice: "Except for you, Fuxi will not be able to receive another general with the courtesy of a commander."

Yu Lian found these words very useful.

"Yes. We do not recognize either foreign or domestic ones." said Colonel Singh, who was serving as the fleet intelligence director, his face full of praise for loyalty.

  This statement is a bit deliberate. It’s okay if it’s about foreign countries, but what does it mean if it’s about domestic countries?

Since the level of flattery was too abstract, Yu Lian could only hold his nose and give it a pass, and that was after taking into account the emotional value. Then again, you are obviously a member of the Commission, and suddenly you are here to act like a loyal and loyal minister. Even I would feel a little pressured.

Sure enough, Colonel Singh immediately received a sidelong glance from Brigadier General Tovey. If it weren't for this guy who was originally an intelligence officer and was also an old comrade who had been with Yu's fleet since its inception, he would probably have been beaten up by the group.

"We have been waiting for your return, so please give the order!"

There was a hint of resentment in these words, as if he was blaming me for having an affair with her and then abandoning her.

Considering that Yu Lian has hardly returned to his loyal Fuxi in the past six months, the crew members seem to be qualified to express their dissatisfaction.

However, what is touching is that not only did everyone not slow down at all, they were even a little excited.

"Very good! During this two-week-long battle, the imperial devils not only did not roll back to their lizard caves and restore peace to the universe, but instead came to provoke us again. As expected, when dealing with such large carnivores, they will not listen to human words. Only human whips can make them react normally."

There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and the bridge of the Fuxi was filled with an atmosphere of happiness.

If there is anyone in the entire Blue Star Community's space fleet who is truly unafraid of the Imperial Army that dominates half of the universe and even has a certain degree of superiority, it must be these veterans of the "Remaining Fleet".

At the same time, above the Empire Fortress No. 0, a series of detailed tables and graphs were projected onto the big screen.

"This climbing line is enough to prove that the enemy's loss rate is increasing in the past two weeks of fighting." A capable imperial army colonel was explaining the current situation in detail to the marshals and generals: "Even in the enemy's most advantageous fighter planes, since the arrival of the Winged Knights and the Purple Viscounts, our exchange ratio has reached 3 to 1."

The corners of the mouth of a Kiyan major general sitting in the corner were trembling, but facing the praises of his colleagues around him, he could only give a stiff smile.

As we all know, although the lifespan of the Kiyeyang people is only two-thirds of that of humans and their physique is not particularly strong, they have the best spatial recognition ability, dynamic vision and nerve reaction ability among all known intelligent races - of course, this is assuming that psychics are excluded.

Naturally, this race also produces the best pilots, navigators, helmsmen and the like.

Among the minority races under the rule of the Galactic Empire, if the Wolflins and the Rag Giants were specifically used to supply the stormtroopers, the Kiyans were probably used to mass-produce fighter pilots. The two most famous troops among them were the "Winged Knights" and the "Purple Viscounts".

They all have their own special military numbers. It is conceivable that these two Kiyan flying squadrons are still highly valued in the Imperial Grand Marshal's Office, at least in terms of personal treatment. Salaries and honors have never been short.

Take the "Purple Viscount" wing for example. As the name suggests, its founder must be a viscount. How can a Kiyan man born as a pilot become an imperial viscount? How can this not be inspiring? How can it not reflect the great grace of the empire?

However, they were only Kiyans after all. A mere non-human species, they were able to live and work in peace and contentment in the evil world of the Milky Way, all thanks to the great kindness of the Empire, so of course they had to repay it with blood and lives.

Therefore, the Kiyan flying unit, which had an absolute advantage in numbers and overall superior flying quality, had just arrived at the Sai battlefield and was directly thrown into the battlefield.

Fortunately, the fighter they were flying was a newly modified Zidianlong B-type fighter. In order to counter the high speed of the enemy's light-wing aircraft, they simply strengthened the armor and shield power. As for whether it was useful, of course, it would depend on the excellent pilots to verify it in actual combat.

In this way, in the four battles after the second week of the debate, the sound of the Kiyan fighters fighting could be heard everywhere. Facts have proved that the survivability of the modified Zidianlong fighters has become stronger and stronger. Although they are often attacked by the enemy's new fighters, they can still completely overwhelm the enemy's fastest ghost fighters.

Facts have proved that the design idea of ​​enhancing the health bar and defense of fighter planes should still be correct. Although the two famous Kiyan flying squadrons suffered heavy losses, if the attendance rate is taken into account, the casualty rate is actually lower.

In addition, the exchange with the opposite Earth would be much better, if our side did not lie about military intelligence.

But even so, it was still a long way from them gaining air superiority. The fighter planes of the Blue Star Community were still so tenacious that it made people tremble.

Those incredibly fast light-wing fighters did not like to engage in dogfights, but would often, under the command of their own lead aircraft and aircraft carriers, take cover under the wreckage of warships, damaged turrets and slipways, suddenly accelerate, and roar from the flank or behind the Imperial Army's fighters.

The Kiyan air knights shouted "no martial ethics", but considering that no martial ethics had almost become the standard of the Dawn Dragon and his subordinates, they could only accept it. They even had to admit that the assault tactics adopted by the other party might also represent a tactical innovation in the field of fighter planes.

  Even if they are enemies, even if they do not abide by martial ethics, there are indeed many things to learn from them!

In short, over the past week, the Kiyans have lost more than 2000 elite pilots in the Said system. If this level of casualties continues, these two famous flying squadrons will cease to exist by next month.

Thinking of this, the Kiyan general sitting in the corner almost cried. He led his soldiers to respond to the emperor's call to go to war for honor and money, but he never expected that he would end up in a meat grinder-like battle.

  No! This shouldn't be a battle for pilots! A battle like this is clearly for those Wolflin barbarians who are rolling and howling in the mud!

The Kiyan general wailed in his heart. However, he also knew very well that if Marshal Ikenroga and His Royal Highness King Soren ordered to continue the attack, he would have no choice but to obey. Even if the two regiments under his command, which were full of historical honors, were completely wiped out, he would have no reason to stop it. Of course, it must be pointed out that in terms of the overall battle situation, the advantage of the imperial army was becoming clearer step by step.

The capable colonel staff officer stood in front of the screen and continued to report: "So far, we have cleared more than 80% of the artillery positions in the A-F area of ​​the Universe, as well as all the mobile flying platforms of the Earthlings. It is almost impossible for the Earthlings to launch a flanking attack on us with automatic cannons and fighter planes."

He looked at the marshals and generals, paused for a moment, and said in a tone full of mission: "Now, our army is ready to launch an attack on the main body of the Saide Fortress at any time. The path forward is unobstructed! The action of the Iron Warrior Destroyer No. 242 yesterday is proof of this."

The commanders of the various squadrons and senior staff officers on the scene were talking to each other, and the atmosphere gradually became heated. A kind of fanatical optimism gradually spread.

There was even a general who said loudly: "Soon, this galaxy can be renamed! It can be called Marshal Yi Galaxy... No, it can also be called Prince Youent Galaxy."

Again, because of his seniority and age, the 20-year-old King of Soren, Youent IV, was at the end of the command sequence of the Imperial Army generals present. However, the commander automatically ignored the others in his words...

His seat attracted everyone's attention. Some people looked at him with disdain, while others seemed to be expressing admiration with their eyes, "Wow, there is still a way to play like this."

  Who said that the nobles of Tirrero don't know how to flatter? Isn't this quite shameless?

Of course, Jaeger Sobek, who was also sitting in the generals' seat, ignored the speaker and said nothing. Sobek felt that this kind of flattery was too deliberate. It would annoy as many people as it pleased. However, the pleasure came and went quickly, while the disgust would continue to ferment slowly. This was human nature.

Such a person will definitely have bad luck in the future. It is better to stay away from him.

Of course, he didn't know that his performance had been observed by Admiral Rosaneo.

The Admiral, who was a cold and rigid person, nodded approvingly in his heart, thinking that he was indeed the rising star of the Imperial Army. Although he was young, he was so dignified and steady, and he could indeed be of great use.

In comparison, other young people are too ugly.

The admiral's sharp eyes swept through the laughing crowd, especially lingering on the general who had just spoken flattering words. This kind of general from aristocratic family is very typical. Maybe he is not lacking in courage and skills, but he is frivolous and lacks self-control. On weekdays, he is always excited and confident, but when he encounters setbacks, he will be in a state of panic and make stupid moves one after another, causing the whole army to lose. This kind of person is often the one who

However, the other party only said a "lucky word" in the final analysis, and there was no reason for him to deal with him by military law.

Fortunately, although the young King Solayen was flattered, he did not get carried away. Although his spirits were high, he loudly ordered the generals present to shut up.

"The current battle situation is far from clear. We have only gained a small advantage, but have paid such a heavy price. Are you planning to use this to spread your military exploits to others?"

A number of high-ranking military officers of the empire were silent as a mouse, looking more obedient than primary school students.

In a sense, once the young Elector Emperor got angry, he was even more intimidating than Marshal Ikenroga. After all, if the old marshal wanted to deal with a general, he would have to go through a military trial and execute him, but if the Elector Emperor killed someone on the spot, he would probably just be fined three glasses of wine and sent back to his country, and he wouldn't even lose his throne.

Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat tense, Admiral Misaro tried to smooth things over, using the battlefield of the cold weapon era to explain: "After all, what we did in the past few days was filling trenches and removing arrow towers. Naturally, the casualties were the greatest. However, we have survived the most difficult period after all. So, do you want to..."

Marshal Ikenroja interrupted, "It can only be said that a certain path forward has been opened, but it is still a long way to go before it is completely unobstructed. It is not the right time to launch a general offensive now."

Admiral Misaro had no objection to this, he had only brought up this topic to smooth things over.

There were quite a few generals who showed disappointed expressions on the scene, most of them were young aristocratic generals and commanders of reinforcements after the "Snake Shedding Plan".

However, the youngest King Solei fully agreed with the oldest marshal's opinion: "Before the scheduled reinforcements arrive, we cannot launch a general offensive. This is the battle strategy that the Grand Marshal's Office and the Sai De Front had formulated last year. My education tells me that if you modify the front-line strategy without authorization, you will definitely be in big trouble. There are countless examples in history that can prove this."

  However, there are also many examples in history of frontline generals who acted decisively and seized the opportunity to achieve great victories!

There might be some young generals at the scene who thought so, but they certainly wouldn't dare to say it out loud.

"Tomorrow, do the same. Continue according to the original plan and remove all artillery positions and flying platforms." Admiral Rosaneo said.

"We can go even earlier. The army still has the fighting power, and the enemy on the opposite side will only be more tired than us." King Soleon said.

This young man is still a little bit arrogant. Admiral Rosaneo and the marshal exchanged glances secretly. However, this little bit of "arrogance" will not affect the overall situation. They still need to save some face for the vassal king.

"Young people have energy, so let's do it," said the marshal.

After finishing the military meeting and returning to his flagship, the Xiaolong, King Soleon slightly changed the battle plan.

He had actually been waiting for the two Kiyan ace flying squadrons to gain control of the area near the main line and cover the attack aircraft to clear out the artillery and flying platforms in the confrontation area, but he never expected that the elite flying squadron plus the new fighters would not gain any advantage. The current situation was not so much a victory as a concession from the other side because they did not want to fight a war of attrition.

However, although these two weeks of rotation battles were extremely exhausting and took up a lot of time, they did manage to clear up the situation.

King Solayen felt that he could also dispatch the next round of attack. Of course, not all of them, but he hoped to use the mighty cannon of the Xiaolong to hit the enemy fortress hard a few times.

You know, he had arrived at the frontline with his Titan two months ago, and had fired several shots at the Saide Fortress, but none of them hit the target. This made the prince, who claimed to be the best gunner, feel a little upset.

In addition, only if you can hit the target with your artillery fire can you truly chill the enemy's morale.

In the subsequent battles, they would be anxiously waiting for the arrival of their own follow-up troops. When their own troops arrived and launched the general attack, they would be just a group of exhausted and unmotivated enemies.

"If I can catch the 'Dawnbreaker' whose name cannot be mentioned, even Sister Brin will look at me with new eyes." King Solayen couldn't help but imagine this.