Him and their stars.

Chapter 1993: Marshal Yu is busy doing big things

Fortress No. 2 is less than half the size of Fortress No. 1, but it is still a proper imperial military space station after all.

Its outer layer is still wrapped with a force field shield composed of energy neutralizing magnetic field. The protection is made of mirror-finished ultra-hard ceramics, crystal fibers and reinforced alloys without any cutting corners.

Even when facing the main guns of a battleship, such defense is considered solid.

However, facing a fortress artillery of such a scale, this indestructible fortress shield finally failed after barely resisting for a few seconds.

The surging beam of light pierced through the outer wall of the fortress and ignited the air inside.

A violent explosion ensued.

The vibrations accompanied by loud rumbling noises shook the entire Fortress No. 2, and the more than people inside felt as if they were caught in a rumbling earthquake.

"Fortress No. 2 was hit! Fortress No. 2 was hit by the fortress artillery! Request for support! Request for support!" The panicked voice of the fortress communications officer echoed in the communication channels of all Imperial Army departments in the galaxy.

However, half a minute later, when he made a clearer and more detailed report, his voice had become miserable: "Area A of Fortress No. 2 was hit! There is no sign of life in Area A. All the soldiers in Area A have died..."

In fact, there was no need for him to report, because the defenders of all the fortresses and battleships in the galaxy saw the fierce flames flowing on the surface of the space city.

Brigadier General Hatcher, who was on the heavy cruiser Bronze Castle, was of course one of them, but he had no time to grieve for his comrades in Fortress No. 2.

You know, the soldiers of their heroic Sobek fleet were the first to be bombarded by the fortress, so they should be the first to scream, right?

"Are you sure the USS Whale Harbor cruiser can't be saved?" he asked his adjutant again.

The adjutant nodded sadly: "The ship has been blown into four pieces. We called three times, but no one responded. It is almost certain that Commodore Athlone has died for his country."

The old Letalin general slumped back in his chair. "How am I going to explain this to Commander Sobek? He entrusted the fleet to us out of trust, but now not only have we lost many soldiers, but even our colleagues have died in battle! They died right in front of me, and I couldn't even save them."

The adjutant rolled his eyes and thought, if I hadn't seen with my own eyes that you had a big quarrel every two days and a small quarrel every day, I would have really thought that you were good comrades with deep feelings for each other.

Besides, considering Brigadier General Athlone's background, Commander Sobek might be relieved if he really died.

Thinking of this, the adjutant couldn't help but shudder, feeling as if he had realized something very remarkable. Of course, the truth was irrelevant after all, and he just wanted to forget all his fantasies.

At this time, a report suddenly came into the communication channel, which was from Fortress No. 1 opposite: "The Blue Star Community warns the Imperial Army that this fortress has been occupied by us. From now on, all Imperial warships and military space facilities within the range of the fortress's main guns will be subjected to non-stop bombardment!"

Brigadier General Hatcher looked at his adjutant, who quickly said, "The fleet has been reorganized. We are out of the range of the Hammer of Glory."

The veteran of the Letalin people finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, he was a commander born in the Helots Sector Guard, but he took advantage of the death of the other leader to reorganize the fleet of Sumoe under his own command. If you look at it in detail, it will definitely break the rules, but it doesn't matter now. Anyway, if someone really wants to make trouble, Commander Sobek will definitely be able to handle it.

The old Leitalin general looked at Fortress No. 1 which was getting farther and farther away, and still let out a long sigh of regret.

Objectively speaking, although he looked down on Brigadier General Athlone who had died in battle, he was still a colleague after all. Watching him die in front of him was somewhat sad.

He also really wanted to recapture Fortress No. 1 and make military achievements for Commander Sobek who had been kind to him.

"How arrogant of me! How can I handle a dragon like this? I should regroup and wait for Commander Sobek's next instructions."

To be on the safe side, the veteran continued to retreat with his fleet, which had low morale but not particularly heavy losses, until it retreated to a "safe" position about one astronomical unit away from Fortress No. 1.

During this process, the Earthlings continued to report: "However, considering the existence of civilian areas on Fortress No. 2, out of humanitarian considerations, we will give you 30 minutes to evacuate. Don't say I didn't warn you!"

The other side really acted like a soldier who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment. Since they said they would give 30 minutes, they really stopped firing at No. 2. The previous shot seemed to be just a greeting.

It then shifted its target and began to attack manned aircraft platforms and missile platforms within the range of its main gun. In the face of the power of the fortress gun, these small auxiliary equipment could not withstand even a single shot.

More importantly, they are also a semi-fixed orbital defense facility, and they are also impossible to escape.

"This is a massacre! This is a despicable massacre!" An imperial officer roared angrily.

Of course, some people also whispered: "They could have turned on the white light a long time ago. Look, all the equipment that turned on the white light was spared, right?"

Brigadier General Hatcher found this a bit strange. He thought that if it were him, he would definitely destroy the automatic turret arrays first, or at least knock down the turret's command center tower first. After all, they were closer to Fortress No. 1, and some of them were equipped with sublight missiles, which might pose a certain threat to the Ghost.

However, at this moment, the almost wailing voice of the commander of Fortress No. 2 was resounding in the communication channel: "It is impossible to defend the fortress now. Give up, give up Area A! Let everyone put on their space suits and retreat. Woo woo woo, we can't hold it anymore. Wait, half an hour is too short, it should be at least an hour!"

The Brigadier General sighed and ordered, "Go and support Fortress No. 2. At least rescue the civilians in the civilian area. They are innocent."

In fact, those who can stay in the fortress are basically royal chambers of commerce or imperial enterprises that specialize in serving the military. Many of them are even civil servants directly led by the Prime Minister's Office, so they cannot be considered completely innocent.

But no matter what, after all, without a uniform and no weapons, it was indeed a tragedy to be killed by artillery fire. Brigadier General Hatcher could only hope that the other side would be fair.

However, judging from the experience so far, the dragon on the opposite side has a reputation that can stop a child from crying at night, but it is really very moral.

The main guns of Fortress No. 1 were like a shooting game with fixed targets, knocking down the defensive equipment that would pose a threat around the star gate one by one. And those imperial officers and soldiers who woke up after being isolated and then hypnotized by the gas were also captured one after another.

By the 144th minute after the Slen Summer landed at the fortress, Imperial Army soldiers, including combat, communications, supplies, medical care, maintenance, control, technology, etc., as well as non-military personnel, became prisoners of the Earth officers and soldiers on the Silence.

As for the Earth, the total loss was only 89 deaths and 127 injuries, which is an almost negligible cost.

In addition, the Imperial Army suffered only less than 3000 casualties, which was also quite peaceful compared to the size of the fortress's garrison of people.

This must be due to the success of his bellows isolation and hypnotic gas tactics.

Of course, all five (official) psykers in the fortress, including four astral knights and one astral officer, died in the battle. But, this is not important.

Everyone's life is life. However, as the commander, Deng Zhengqing was still not satisfied. He personally felt that if they were more careful, the number of casualties could be controlled in double digits.

Colonel Fina Lee, who had just arrived at the loyal command center, gave instructions: "If you are really energetic, you can take the time to summarize all the gains and losses after each battle, and hold a meeting with your comrades and grassroots commanders to discuss. If possible, maybe you can mobilize all the soldiers to participate in the discussion?"

Mobilize soldiers to participate in discussions? Most soldiers have only completed compulsory education. What can they discuss? Isn't it better to just obey orders? Not to mention being able to execute orders perfectly, even if they only execute 80% of them, they are still the best soldiers.

Banner wanted to say this. If it was Yu Lian who was facing him, he might have said it directly. But for some reason, facing Feifei, he felt even more pressured, so he naturally didn't dare to speak.

Deng Zhengqing said thoughtfully: "I will try. However, most soldiers may think we are looking for trouble at first."

Feifei smiled and said, "Then tell them that this is what Marshal Yu wants to see."

What else could Deng Zhengqing say? Even if he didn't understand, he could only obey and execute. Besides, he could also strengthen his understanding during the execution.

Feifei asked again: "Have you contacted the gravitational wave beacon behind the star gate?"

Deng Zhengqing looked at the screen display on the terminal array that the communications team was responsible for and nodded affirmatively.

The star gate is really a magical thing. It can allow massive flying objects to enter and exit freely, and of course it can also accommodate the seamless transmission of gravitational signals.

"Then let's send a broadcast to the New World as planned." Feifei said, and her eyes once again swept over King Slen who was following behind her.

Since she was the most important prisoner of war, she should not be locked up with other officers and soldiers. She should still enjoy the treatment of a guest of honor.

However, the young girl who chose the emperor was pale and her eyes were dull, as if her body and soul had been completely hollowed out.

Feifei was still smiling, but there was no smile in those soft peach eyes anymore.

Gongsun Qing still stood behind the Miss Selector, with his hands folded and his head slightly lowered. His cute bangs had already covered all his true expressions.

Of course, the actions of the fortress could not be hidden from the Silence. In other words, the central control terminal of the two is actually the relationship between the main body and the attachment, and the information is completely interoperable.
"The fortress has been connected to the 3 gravitational wave beacons in the L12 star region behind the star gate, and has transmitted an encrypted global gravitational wave broadcast to the New World."

"It is estimated that the new Yumen should be received in about ten days."

"Their planetary orbits have all been blocked by the Imperial Army. It's hard to say whether we can receive them."

"There should be no problem receiving letters. I just can't send them now."

"What about the Dawn Star Region?"

"Unity Pass will take about fifteen days, and the Ring of Miracles will take at least a month. As for Chief Yang... Hey, if he were in Tianshu, he might know it by now."

“The universe is truly amazing!”

Captain Nemo clapped his hands and said, "Very good, everyone! Although we have won this battle, it is not time to rest yet! The imperial devils in Fortress No. 2 and surrounding facilities are retreating, so it is our turn to move out! Also, pay attention to the movements of the enemy fleet! On the eve of victory, we must not miss any loopholes."

Yu Lian, who was sitting on the topmost observatory deck on the Silence, could hear everyone's reactions even though there was a floor between them.

He was very satisfied and nodded, saying, "Very good, our men have defeated the enemy."

Xiao Hui, who was wearing a wide-sleeved robe and a scarf, waved his palm-leaf fan and said unhappily, "Shouldn't you show off in front of others?"

Yu Lian shrugged and laughed, "But since there is no one here, it means I am just pretending to be cool. I am clearly showing my courage and determination in front of the invading enemy. Determination is very important in the battlefield that follows."

Xiao Hui shook the palm-leaf fan vigorously: "That's why I'm annoyed by you psychics. You're all so idealistic and don't have any serious technical skills. It's really anti-civilization."

"Well said! Actually, I thought so too."

Xiao Hui blinked: "But they haven't come yet."

Yu Lian snorted coldly and took out a lollipop from his pocket: "Sure enough, the data system of this generation is not powerful enough!"

"Well said! I think so too! This generation of civilization is lame." Xiao Hui also took out a lollipop from his sleeves: "Of course, this is also because psychic power is really useful."

"You just said it was anti-civilization and had no technical content."

"This is not inconsistent with practicality." Xiao Hui mocked, "Brother Yu Lian, we have known each other for so long, how can you still say such illogical and stupid things? If you continue like this, your sister will be sad and think that you are unworthy of cultivation."

Yu Lian naturally ignored all the nonsense and got straight to the point: "In other words, if you were not here, could the Empire really use the terminal of this fortress as a basis to counter the invasion into the Silence? There is obviously a dimensional gap in the computing power of the two sides, but can it be overcome through the power of mysticism?"

"This requires us to start from the nature of psychic power, but this is a taboo and it is not someone's expertise." Xiao Hui shook the palm-leaf fan.

Yu Lian once again showed his emotionless dead eyes.

"It's just a robot after all, so it's normal for it to be unprofessional, isn't it?" Xiao Hui added, "But it's not like similar things haven't happened before."

"Oh?"

"Why is the Snake Cave in the hands of those farce actors?"

Well, calling the World-Rounding Snake a farce actor or something like that is a bit too insulting.

"And there's the legendary Dawn Dragon."

Yu Lian had not thought of this example, but now thinking about it, he suddenly found that it made so much sense.

He swallowed the lollipop in one gulp and closed his eyes again. At this time, he also heard Xiao Hui's voice beside his ear: "Here it comes..."

Her voice was like a whisper, and at the moment of the last syllable it suddenly became suppressed and low, as if it had been isolated in another dimension.