Him and their stars.

Chapter 1761 Transfer as planned

The first to appear in the Gibraltar β system were indeed the Vulcan Airan and three Imperial Corona-class dreadnoughts.

Marshal Bonaparte had indeed guessed correctly. The heroic Imperial Army was indeed prepared to use the capital ships as the vanguard in order to establish a bridgehead for their fleet to enter the galactic mainland.

However, due to the existence of the "ram", the Imperial fleet that entered the Gibraltar β system not only did not get concentrated fire, but instead had the advantage of the first move. A Titan and three dreadnoughts fired thousands of cannons at the front artillery array in the shortest time, and permanently destroyed more than 30% of the firepower platforms blocking the star gate on the spot.

On the other hand, the arrogant "space ram" finally lost power and stopped after it crashed into six MK7 turrets and caused at least three arsenal ships and a frigate to lose control and crash due to its own gravity.

Until this time, half of the death squad members who set out with the "ram" even survived. After this battle, they will live to become heroes, enjoy the glory and benefits of class promotion, become inspirational models for the entire empire, and become examples of His Majesty's endless gratitude.

Of course, compared to the earth-shattering impact on the Devil's Throat, the results of this battle were not particularly successful.

However, as long as this solid metal object still existed there, it had formed a natural shield beside the stargate. Under its cover, the three Corona-class dreadnoughts following the Vulcan Queen formed a formation at a leisurely pace, continuously bombarding the Earth fleet and the turrets, while also launching more than 400 of the latest titanium blade fighters.

We all know that the dreadnoughts of this era are neither pure battleships nor pure aircraft carriers. In fact, each of them is an enlarged version of 1143. This is true for the latest Primus-class and Barbarossa-class, as well as the slightly older Flame Dragon-class and Corona-class.

As for the Titanium Blade, this new fighter with fierce firepower, solid protection, long endurance, and extremely fast sub-light speed charge is indeed mediocre in terms of mobility and agility, and its penetration effect is far inferior to those of the Earth's light-wing fighters. If it encounters the (self-proclaimed) "enemy" Red Ghost, it will probably have to use dirty tactics and some unethical tactics of bullying the weak with the strong.

But even so, they were still the culmination of the Empire's military engineering, and were absolutely enough to kill the turret groups. Even the arsenal ships and frigates that fled a little slower were hunted down in a tight manner.

At this time, the Imperial pilots finally felt the same happiness as their counterparts on Earth.

“So, will the future really be the era of aircraft carriers and pilots?”

"Anyway, our tactical position has indeed improved."

"But who deserves the credit for this?"

"Stop talking, stop talking."

"The master said that he should actually be the marshal of the empire. He is the one who should lead us."

"Indeed, if the Empire's Chosen Champion does not lead the Empire's soldiers, there must be something wrong."

"Stop talking, stop talking."

"Anyway, the future will be the era of aircraft carriers and pilots."

"You can say that! You can say that more!"

In short, pilots are different from ordinary soldiers. They are all from middle-class families with higher education, and it is inevitable that some of them have such rebellious ideas. Of course, the ultra-long-range light spear cannon fired by the Vulcan Airan towards the Earth fleet still dispelled all their little thoughts.

Subsequently, more and more imperial warships emerged from the star gate and began a fierce artillery battle with the main force of the Outer Rim Fleet that had rushed over.

After a battle that lasted ten hours, the Earth's Outer Rim Fleet, relying on its geographical advantages, successfully inflicted casualties on the Imperial Army equivalent to more than 1.5 times its own losses, and even hit the enemy's flagship, the Vulcan, several times.

But even so, they were still unable to force the Imperial Army back behind the Star Gate.

The battlefield of Nantianmen fell into a brutal tug-of-war.

By the time Said received the news, the first phase of the fierce artillery battle between the two sides had come to a close. Some damaged Imperial warships had retreated to the other side of the stargate for correction. However, the Imperial flagship Vulcan was still on the stargate side, hiding behind the "ram", with half of its head exposed, as if wantonly mocking the other Earthlings.

Farrell, the youngest active marshal in the Imperial Army (outside the royal family), not only demonstrated extraordinary creativity and execution, but also displayed extraordinary courage and determination here.

The above is the whole story of the current battles at Chelo Fortress and Nantianmen.

On the other hand, on the Community side, there has been no latest news for some time, whether it is the Yang Xiyi fleet that is still in the New World, or the Bazan fleet that has passed through the Far Shore Nebula and entered the Empire's mainland.

At this moment, Yu Lian, who was in the jar, suddenly felt a heavy sense of loneliness, and the pressure was like a collapsed mountain, pouring down on him. Fortunately, when he saw that Feifei was still by his side, the mountain that was about to suffocate him immediately dissipated like a phantom.

"Marshal Farrell, Marshal Farrell, this is such a tough enemy." Yu Lian sighed: "The Empire has a lot of people! Such brave generals are really endless, just like mushrooms emerging after rain."

Feifei couldn't stop laughing: "Look at your attitude, it's as if you are looking down on the younger generation. If you don't know, you might think you are the senior commander of the Grand Marshal's Mansion. Um... No, the chief of the Grand Marshal's Mansion doesn't dare to act like you. He is obviously the emperor."

Yu Lian said proudly: "Humph, even the emperor is prostrating himself before me!"

"Yes, yes, the fish are amazing." Feifei responded casually:
"During the Glory Mission military exercise, Marshal Farrell defeated Marshal Este with inferior forces. At that time, he was already considered the next candidate to enter the Grand Marshal's Office. However, during his tenure as the new continent's military and political chief after Brin, his performance was a bit embarrassing. He was never able to seize Yao Chi and was fooled by Teacher Yang several times."

"He was not fooled by Teacher Yang, he just suffered a few tactical defeats. In fact, if the Tower of Babel had not appeared, the action space of Yang's fleet would have been compressed to the extreme. In essence, hide-and-seek and building a stronghold are both tests of the commander's patience and basic skills. However, in this battle of Nantianmen, Marshal Farrell showed his patience and creativity. This kind of person is much more difficult than the opposite Marshal Ikenroga. Youth is good."

Feifei glanced at Yu Lian, then said, "So, which opponent is more difficult to deal with?"

"Marshal Ikenroga, no doubt about it." Yu Lian said without hesitation.

The old guy opposite has never made a mistake since he took office. Even if he occasionally catches a flaw, he will never panic and will control the damage to the minimum.

No matter how urgent the situation was, he could calmly command his subordinates to restore order, formation, combat effectiveness, and even regain his composure, as if he would never be shaken.

"Sometimes, I feel like I'm fighting a capybara," Yu Lian said with a smile.

"...Capybaras are indeed emotionally stable, but they don't have much deterrent power." Feifei also laughed.

“What if it’s a capybara the size of a mammoth?”

"That's scary just thinking about it." Feifei also followed Yu Lian and showed a distressed expression.

"I guess the battle reports from Chelo Fortress and Nantianmen should have been sent to Shikigami as well. The Imperial Army should also be taking action soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, an alarm came from Chief of Staff Mkawa of the General Staff.

"Sorry to disturb your rest. However, Shikishin and Xiaolong have begun to move." After 157 minutes, the rest time of the Imperial Central Fleet Cluster was declared over.

Afterwards, the huge central array was deployed, and with the most unorthodox, least creative, yet most watertight attack posture, it pressed forward step by step towards the location of the fortress.

In addition, the Imperial fleets that were fighting on both wings of their own fleet changed their previous slow pace and also stepped up their offensive. From the reports sent by the fortresses on both sides, it can be seen that this time, the Imperial Army seemed to be really prepared to use human lives to push down the iron wall of the community.

"It's much faster than expected. Gee, what a rich and powerful Dajian! When will I be able to fight such a rich battle? Back then..."

"Thinking about the past?" Feifei asked curiously.

"Well, I was talking about my dreams. In my dreams, I also fought a pretty good battle, not to mention the one in the Far Shore Shuker. I even dared to build the Skyfortress in the Abyss. Can you believe it?"

"I believe you. Deep down, you are a person who really likes construction. Compared to fighting, you actually prefer construction. This is a very good habit."

In short, if it weren't for the large-scale construction being carried out by the Imperial Army in Said, the battle just now would have been enough for them to rest for half a month. However, the wealthy Galactic Empire was able to spend half a year to tirelessly build a series of front-line support equipment opposite Said.

In the eyes of a farmer like Yu Lian, such a situation is actually quite desperate, even more desperate than if the other party lined up a string of Titan ships in front of him.

Sure enough, in any era and any future, throwing money around is the most unsolvable conspiracy!
Seeing Yu Lian's constipated expression, Feifei said, "But this should only be a little faster than your most optimistic estimate."

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Yes, facing such an enemy, an optimistic person like me can only become a hopeless pessimist, Yu Lian thought.

"Chief of Staff, how is the rest and recuperation work going?" Yu Lian asked.

"According to the supply schedule prepared by Admiral Sylvester, our supply progress has exceeded the minimum expected value. At present, we can be sure that more than 70% of the warships can set off." Chief of Staff
“But there are quite a few of them. Maybe after two or three more jumps, they will fall apart.” Yu Lian said.

"...Yes, but we have limited time after all." Mkawa looked guilty.

Yu Lian couldn't help but laugh: "Chief of Staff, I'm not picking on you. Do you think I'm the kind of unreasonable officer? If I were that kind of person, I would have retired long ago and run for Congress on Earth."

Chief of Staff Mkawa's smile was still awkward and apologetic. He was indeed a humorless butler-type chief of staff, but he was not the sensitive type with a deep mind.

"Given the current state of Nuwa and Amon, if they were to conduct a long-term jump march, there would indeed be a great safety hazard." The chief of staff looked helpless, and his tone was heavy. In front of the young commander, the mature and prudent general was not prepared to hide his emotions.

He further explained: "During the inspection just now, we found that the main support of the Nuwa had structural cracks. As for the Amon, the B-line voltage regulator of the No. 2 neutrino engine was completely destroyed, and the three energy cabins at the tail were burned. All of them were damaged during the battle just now."

This is not a problem that can be restored by simply replacing one or two parts. In fact, even if there is enough time, it cannot be repaired and can only be dragged to Xinshuntian for a year or two for major repairs.

...Of course, Yu Lian could also comfort himself that compared to the Tirrero's Brave Advance, the damage to these two main ships was actually not serious, and they could even fight head-on in a fleet decisive battle.

However, they were like soldiers with hidden dangers of acute heart disease. They still looked fat, strong and murderous, and could carry a knife and chop from Tianyu East Square to Rongyao West Road without blinking an eye. But perhaps just a short-distance sprint or a routine climb could very likely take their lives.

Yu Lian fell into a long silence.

"The Fuxi was the most aggressive, but it was the least damaged."

The chief of staff smiled bitterly and said, "Indeed. In order to ensure our retreat, they cannot easily leave the most intense line of fire."

From this point of view, the culprit is not the tactic of changing the home in order to survive and survive? Yu Lian thought.

Of course, it would be too hypocritical to waste my mental energy at this time. Yu Lian quickly put this little entanglement behind him and nodded to Feifei: "Very good, let's start the transfer according to the original plan. I will return to Fuxi to take charge after my body recovers."

Chief of Staff Mkawa nodded in acceptance of the order, but before he could go offline to make the arrangements, a communication from Admiral Sylvester came through.

Yu Lian looked at the background on the screen and was startled. This senior student was clearly still at the headquarters of the Fortress, not on the bridge of the Athena.

"Sir, you..."

Admiral Sylvester, for the first time, acted like a superior, interrupted Yu Lian, and said in a commanding tone: "Take the Athena, and leave Amon and Nuwa behind. Amon was supposed to be my ship! I am now setting things right."

...Indeed, of the first four returning ships, it was agreed that two would be incorporated into the Earth's Home Fleet, one each into the Outer Fleet and the Far Shore Fleet, and Admiral Sylvester's flagship had long been scheduled to be the Amon.

He also asked Yu Lian in advance about the size of the commander's room on the Amon, and ordered a batch of luxurious furniture from the Empire that was said to be in a military palace style.

Now, of course, the furniture had not arrived and the boat had not belonged to him, but the old senior had no objection to this.

Admiral Sylvester later got the Athena, but that was half a year later. Of course, if we put aside all moral cognition and adopt the narrative of scumbagism, compared to Amon, the old soldier who fought in half of the galaxy and was scarred, Athena might be the new tea that is intact, white, tender, clear and flawless.

Perhaps he saw Yu Lian's confusion, so he said, "That's my white moonlight! I've already ordered matching furniture, doesn't that represent my feelings?"

"Sir..."

"Besides, let me be frank, brother, I have something against you. Originally, the four God-class ships should have been two each for the outer ring and the far coast. Why were they allocated to the road specimens of the local fleet? I know that this was an order from the Presidential Office and the National Defense Committee, but brother, you were the director of ship procurement at the time. Why didn't you dare to fight with the Presidential Office?"

Yu Lian twitched the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and said in fear and trepidation: "I am ashamed."

"And there's my Amon. I didn't have time to go up and take a look."

"You can actually do it anytime. You can even visit the commander's room."

"It's your ship now. If I really go up and stay in the command room and refuse to leave, my subordinates will really think that we are at odds." Admiral Sylvester snorted coldly: "There is no smoke without fire. Do you think that with such a large defense line, a main battle, nine branch fortresses, fifteen planetary surface bases, more than thirty space stations, and tens of millions of soldiers from all over the country, there will be no infiltration from the Empire?"

Yu Lian admitted that what the senior said made sense.

To put it more cruelly, even if there was no infiltration of the Empire, there must be many big figures on "our side" who sincerely hope that they will really have a bad relationship with Admiral Sylvester.

They even look forward to this more than the empire across the street.