Chapter 87 The Kingdom of Sakura

At this time, an extremely tragic battle broke out in the eastern border area of the Commonwealth.

The Federal Fourth Fleet, which served as a border defense mission, was inadvertently ambushed by the enemy while carrying out an ordinary border patrol mission. 15,000 warships against 45,000 warships, unless they are a peerless famous general or a senior innate mecha warrior with the ability to be fascinated, there is absolutely no possibility of winning this battle.

However, from the Fourth Fleet to Fleet Commander Morris* to every soldier, even those repairmen who are nervously repairing equipment are working extremely hard and fighting!

They know that as long as the enemy rushes through the defense line of the Fourth Fleet, behind it is their hometown, where their parents, relatives and children are!

Because of the British Commonwealth, they lived a happy life. Without the bullying of the superior bureaucrats and nobles, without the rampage of car bandits and road hegemons, even those underworlds have been extinguished. The social system is so perfect that it is almost impossible to pick up the road.

How can they allow the enemy to trample on such a happy ideal world?

Everyone knows very well that when the Anglo-British Commonwealth dies, the enemy will inevitably fight and seize the British Commonwealth in order to capture the [cherries] that serve them carefully. The war will spread to every planet, and countless federal people will die for this!

What is even more unacceptable to them! Their extremely respected and beloved super central light brain [Cherry] must not fall into the hands of the enemy and let them trample on and bully!

"Protect your hometown! Protect the cherry!"

This is a vow made by every federal soldier when he joins the army.

And when the British Commonwealth became better and better, their vows were also deeply imprinted in their hearts!

There is no need for the urging of officers or the commander's anger. Everyone, from officers to soldiers, is not afraid in the face of the fierce artillery fire of the enemy and bravely launches rounds of charge.

Meet the brave on the narrow road!

This is not a narrow road, nor is it an even battle situation.

But even in the face of three times the enemy, all the members of the Fourth Fleet are still not afraid at all and rush towards the enemy crazily!

Countless captains have made decisions!

Even if they die, they have to pull a few cushions! Pull one enough, pull two and earn one!

After another charge, in order to make the main gun shoot more accurately and cause more serious trauma, they were not afraid of the enemy's artillery fire and rushed the warship directly to the enemy's fleet. The main gun, which was already ready to go, filled the energy to 120 percent or even higher, and poured out of the high energy. The laser, while tearing the gun mouth of the federal warship, also bombarded the destruction energy into the enemy's fleet.

Countless gorgeous fireworks are blooming one after another, as if illuminating their way home for these heroic soldiers.

......

"Call the flagship, the third team calls the flagship!" A rapid shout came from the communicator. Morris* took a look at the uncertain messenger who fell to the ground, shook his head and walked to the communicator, with a calm momentum in his voice: "This is the flagship."

"Call the flagship... connected! This is the third detachment. Our fleet is about to charge the target 14th area. Please cover the flagship!"

Morris turned his head and looked at the screen of the war, frowning.

At this time, the third team had less than 700 warships left, and most of them were injured. The 14th area they requested is the area where the flagship of a local fleet is located, where there are at least 4,000 warships! Their goal is very clear, and they hope to charge to the death and destroy the flagship of the enemy fleet! However, as the current commander of the Fourth Fleet and the deputy chief of staff of a former main fleet of the Gaia Empire, Morris knows very well that if he rushes over like this, not to mention that he can't hurt the flagship. I'm afraid that they can't do even the slightest damage to any enemy when more than 700 warships are destroyed.

"I refuse!" Morris said lightly that he would never allow it to die!

"Falth!" There came an angry scolding: "Boy, Ma*, tell Commander Morris to delay the military situation. You know what the charge is!"

"I'm Morris."

"What?" There seemed to be stunned for a moment and immediately opened the video window. During fleet operations, video communication is rarely used in order to save the bandwidth of the communication network between the fleets to avoid communication jams caused by the enemy's electronic warfare.

General Morris glanced at the officer who was saluted him on the screen: "The soldier in charge of communication is in a coma... But it doesn't matter. The important thing is that with your ability, you should be able to see that the success rate of this plan is less than 10%!"

There was a slight silence, and the officer on the screen raised his head and saluted Morris: "General, I understand. However, even if there is only 1% hope, we will strive for it. General, as you know, the commander in that flagship must be the Duke of Moslik himself! As long as we kill him, we will win this battle!"

"I'm against it!"

Although Morris knew that the third team wanted to exchange their sacrifices for the negligible possibility of winning. But he can't watch his department die.

"General, I respect you." The colonel officer over there suddenly smiled and said, "But for the sake of our relatives, for the sake of the Federation, for the great cherry, someone must take risks. Sorry, General, I'm going to violate discipline this time.

As soon as the voice fell, the communication screen suddenly went black and was cut off unilaterally.

"Bastard!"

General Morris punched the table fiercely, turned his head and shouted, "The main gun will be charged immediately, and the first team will be mobilized to immediately cover the third team!"

After giving the order, he frowned and looked at the fleet on the screen that had begun to accelerate.

One-tenth chance... Unless the goddess of luck comes or a miracle happens, the third team will never succeed.

Will a miracle happen?

As some philosophers say, if you believe it, there is nothing.

Whether General Morris believed it or not, the whole heroic Third Fleet unwaveringly believed in the miracle. In this magical rise, the British Commonwealth with a miraculous Tianxun network, how can there be a lack of miracles?

Facing 4,000 waiting warships, the third detachment rushed over wildly without any fear!

"Expected to enter the enemy's range in 40 seconds..."

"Expected to enter the enemy's range in 20 seconds..."

"Expected to enter the enemy's range in five seconds..."

The captain of the third detachment, the officer with the rank of colonel quickly issued an order: "The ships are ready to crash immediately!"

Except for some soldiers in important positions who are firmly trapped in their seats and still working hard, everyone else is ready to hit, waiting for the upcoming enemy's main gun. Whether it is death or impact depends on the next few seconds.

Time, minute by second.

Five seconds, ten seconds, fifteen seconds...

The soldiers were extremely surprised that even those who didn't know much about the time probably knew that by this time they had entered the range of the enemy's main gun. But why didn't the enemy launch the main gun? Normally, the timid Duke fleet would timidly press the main gun launch button even before they entered the range.

Do you mean... a miracle happened?

When the captain of the third team stood up from the corner and looked at the screen, he was immediately dull.

The fleet of the Duke of Moslick... Are they all stupid?

On the starry battlefield, the heroic and fearless federal fleet poured artillery fire fiercely. As soon as the main gun was filled, a high-energy laser rushed straight away. The mecha warriors driving steel mecha were also not timid at all. They waved high-frequency shock knives and cut at the enemy's mecha warriors. Some armored soldiers rushed to the vicinity of the enemy's warship and tried their best to destroy the enemy ship's main gun.

But what about the fleet of the Duke of Moslik?

All the warships seemed to have lost their energy at this moment without any movement. The main gun stopped filling and the signal could not be sent. Even those mecha warriors who had been ejected were turned into sculptures at the same time.

When this situation was discovered, almost all federal people, including the third team, were stunned.

"What the hell is going on?" Everyone asked this question in unison, but no one gave them an answer.

General Morris was not stunned. Although he did not know what had happened, he knew that something must have happened to the enemy, which caused all the warships to lose energy.

"All warships obey orders and don't care about those warships and mecha. The only goal is the flagship in the 14th area!"

Morris's order was instantly sent to all the surviving warships of the Fourth Fleet, waking up the soldiers who were still stunned. Immediately, they all knew that it was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. At no one's urging, the pilots of each warship operated their bare brains and quickly rushed to the 14th area.

The front, of course, is the third team that has begun to operate before. At this time, they had rushed within the range of the main gun. At the same time, in the process of charging, the main guns of more than 700 warships were all filled. While continuing to advance at high speed, the flagship painted with the logo of the Duke of Moslik family was included in the locking of the main gun of the warship.

"I order... the main gun to fire!"

The captain gave a shout, and the main guns of more than 700 warships fired intensive main guns at the same target at a very close range. In an instant, more than 700 brilliant and dazzling lights shot out and fell on the flagship without error.

When the high-energy beam comes into contact with the flagship, the attacked part has melted at a very fast speed. More high-energy lasers broke the flagship's outer armor and created damage in its body.

A few seconds later, a light that was much larger than all the previous fireworks spread around the flagship, including countless parts on top of the flagship.

The Duke of Moslik spent decades of family accumulation and carefully built it. The flagship he called the "Peerless Ship" was extinguished.

Of course, he and dozens of major family members also left the world in the explosion.

At this moment, among the other warships belonging to the Duke family around, everyone stared at this scene. After they woke up, they desperately entered orders in their warship, looking forward to escape from here. Unfortunately, no matter how hard they try, they can't move even a millimeter of the warship under their feet.

When they raised their heads in despair, they could see through the transparent warship porthole that a pure white federal warship was rushing towards them aggressively...