Poverty makes me capable of anything.

Countless fragments fell from the sky, and large sections of the ship's hull were eventually reduced to dust by the bombardment of other anti-aircraft guns, thus preventing them from damaging the ground.

This was the first turning point in the Battle of 1903.

Shortly after the Dawn Anthem crashed, reinforcements dispatched from Sector B arrived on the front lines, totaling four hundred warships, instantly tilting the already unfavorable battlefield situation in Night Owl's favor.

A huge difference between one thousand and three hundred.

Having finally captured part of the surface area of ​​1903, Night Owl could only passively defend, while the warships that were trying to distract it were basically doomed.

From the very beginning, this was a battle with a huge disparity in strength. If Night Owl could initially hold his own against the Sixth Expeditionary Force, after the first few defeats, they had clearly fallen into a disadvantageous position.

Unless a major unforeseen event occurs.

"Lieutenant General Kipling, after the vanguard entered Sky Ring, they did not find Night Owl's main force! They only found a force of less than 3 men!"

"Empty camp?"

Kipling's expression changed drastically.

If Night Owl's fleet isn't on the main battlefield, then it can only be near Ship 1903.

Damn!

Kipling clenched his fist tightly. The fleet on the main battlefield was retreating continuously. If they started jumping near the celestial ring, it would indeed be a very good sleight of hand.

They were willing to use this celestial ring road, which had been under construction for over a decade, as bait, indicating that they were going to launch a desperate, all-or-nothing attack on the flank.

It is 7:13 AM Imperial Time.

Almost four hours have passed since Battle No. 1903.

“The rebels have probably gone to number 1903,” Pardura said.

“You will lead your troops to take over Tianhuan, and the rest of the troops will follow me to 1903.” Kipling’s expression was very unpleasant.

I was actually outmaneuvered.

If more than a thousand warships were shot down in 1903, it would be a considerable loss for the Sixth Expeditionary Force.

The enormous mothership, Starhawk, immediately prepared to jump.

……

How much is left?

"Including the frigates, there are ninety-seven ships left."

"The ground forces' cleanup will have to wait until all of Night Owl's warships have been shot down."

"Intensify the attack and end this farce as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

Such a war was merely a small episode in his life, just an ordinary entry in his thick record of achievements.

Colonel Newman stood with his hands behind his back, gazing confidently at the boundless starry sky, until the messenger came to him a second time.

We were attacked from behind by the rebels!

"what?"

The massive Night Owl fleet plunged straight into the rear of the expeditionary force.

The torpedo array had already revealed its location during the previous battle, and was completely ineffective after being suddenly attacked.

Slay the enemy ships and break through their defenses!

Newman's flagship was right behind him, so much so that he didn't even have time to escape before he became dust in history.

He never expected that such a war would be the final chapter of his life.

It was neither tragic nor joyous, but excessively bland.

Even though he thought he was the main character, when he died, he still only got the share of a minor character.

"Why is there so little?"

no--

"How could this be?"

After saying this, the main ship sank.

Go!

Like a surging torrent, the expeditionary force's thousands of warships, whose formations had been disrupted and fragmented, quickly became bogged down in the mud, and the more they struggled, the more powerless they seemed.

Why is the Night Owl's warship no less capable than theirs?

Why couldn't we beat them before?

Damn it, that's a Freedom-class destroyer from the Star River Freedom Alliance! Although the paint scheme has changed, the shape, size, and number of cannons remain the same!

Someone soon discovered this, and he sent the message out before he died.

……

7:30 AM, breakfast time.

Breakfast ended at 8 o'clock.

After that, since there was no internet, and in an attempt to ease the tension between Ella and An Qianqian, An Ran let the two of them play Star Warriors.

Anran believes that cooperative gameplay is beneficial for building relationships.

Until she discovered that Ella had changed her address for An Qianqian to "stupid loli".

"You stupid little girl, you died again! I defeated the BOSS all by myself!"

"You stupid little girl, you're making me so angry!"

"..."

"Aaaaah, I'm going to eat you up!" An Qianqian angrily began to resist.

She looked chubby and was bigger than Ella, and she had become stronger. However, the silly little girl An Qianqian was still ruthlessly suppressed by Ella.

"Hmph, I can beat you with one hand. An Ran has me, that's enough!"

"Well……"

An Qianqian, whose head was being held down, tried to launch a powerful charge, but she couldn't break free from Ella's grasp at all.

"I surrender!"

An Qianqian said with a mournful face.

"Hmph!" Ella was finally satisfied and let her go.

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It seems that getting the two of them to get along peacefully is quite a difficult thing.

……

"what happened?"

An Ran frowned. At the entrance of the spaceship, standing at the front was a burly man, along with a dozen or so people wearing unusual uniforms, both men and women.

"They're from the Expeditionary Force's Special Branch," the burly man said awkwardly.

Teco?

They are people from a spy organization.

What do they want from me? An Ran's brows remained furrowed.

The burly man stammered, "The commander of the Special Branch said he wanted... wanted..."

"You want to investigate me?" An Ran replied.

The burly man nodded.

He was quickly pushed aside by a man behind him. The man had a frosty expression and after looking An Ran over, he introduced himself: "I am Lieutenant Gabriel of Special Forces Unit 102."

An Ran said, "You can't do this!"

Gabriel grunted in response.

“I have shed blood for the Empire! I have rendered meritorious service to the Expeditionary Force! You cannot treat me like this! Where is your superior? I want to see him!” An Ran shouted, “excitedly.”

The burly man felt very guilty, as An Ran had indeed made great contributions.

“Sorry!” Gabriel suddenly stopped An Ran. “These are the rules! Unless…”

He drawled out the words, finally saying in a slightly flippant tone, "Unless you're hiding some unspeakable secret."

"..."

An Ran paused for a moment and said, "Okay, you can check, but if you want to search her, you'll have to let her do it."

An Ran pointed at the woman.

“Of course, that’s no problem.” Gabriel nodded.

Oh.

Those who cooperated so well with your performance deserve a big boxed lunch as a reward!

The woman examined An Ran for a moment, then turned and shook her head at Gabriel.

"Search inside too," Gabriel waved his hand.

"Heh, if they don't find anything, I'll definitely report you," An Ran said.

Gabriel remained noncommittal.

A group of people quickly rushed into the spaceship. Hearing the commotion outside, Ella and An Qianqian had already arrived near the door. The two of them huddled at the door, and because of An Ran's secret notification, Ella did nothing.

Naturally, nothing "useful" was found inside the spaceship.

"Report: Nothing was found."

Gabriel looked at An Ran: "Those two children?"

"My sister, is that not allowed?"

"..."