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Cheers echoed in my ears, and the entire command hall was already a sea of ??joy.
Everyone was jumping, shouting, hugging. Whether it is the officers and soldiers of the bandits or the Phantom Fleet, at this moment there is no barrier. The men who fought together gave each other high fives, hugged each other, slapped each other's shoulders, and beat each other's chests.
?This is not a successful bid in peacetime, not a successful takeoverthis is a victory in war, a great victory finally bought with blood, life and will.
For several hours, they wandered on the brink of death, walked through the light clusters of explosions, and opened fire in the vertical and horizontal death lights. They worked together with sincerity, raced against time to recharge the main gun, locked on the opponent with red eyes, and performed emergency repairs drenched in sweat. They regret every mistake and cheer for every hit ?
They bet on their lives, and what they won is the qualification to erupt the cheers resounding through the sky now!
This is the voice of the victors, it is the gorgeous flame of life burning in this era, and it is the crackling sound that shakes the soul!
Many of them may just be mediocre in peacetime, maybe just timid and cowardly, maybe just a hawker, a dedicated farmer, a street performer or an ordinary employee who is looking forward to a raise all day long. However, in this magnificent era, they did not hesitate to fight to the death in the name of a man.
It coincides with the cosmic war, which is the misfortune and luck of every man in this era.
No one knows how many men like this will sleep in the vast starry sky and the thick land after the war is over. Countless of them don't even have a tombstone. However, they have left their own footsteps, their own voices, and their own blood in this era.
In the future, generations of people will stand amidst their cries, behind the backs of their charges, and on the land they have watered with blood, continuing the continuation of human civilization.
By that time, everything may have turned to ashes and ashes to ashes. But now, no one can stop the strong heartbeat of these men, no one can cool down their boiling blood, no one can blow away their roars, shouts, laughter and those among them who also contributed all their strength to the victory. The female soldiers wept with joy.
On January 2, 2064, the battle of the Oxtail Department came to an end.
In this battle, the bandit fleet defeated the world-famous Jeppen Dragonrider Group fleet with three A-class fleets and one B-class fleet. Three hundred and six ships of all sizes were destroyed, and one hundred and nineteen were captured.
Jeppen's famous general O'Brien was killed in action.
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After embracing Fei Owen, Blatter, Tony and others one by one, the fat man asked Karl for a cigarette, put it on his ear, and walked out of the command hall.
In the long corridor, the officers and soldiers, whose faces were flushed and whose eyes were glowing, were so excited that they couldn't help but watch the bandit lieutenant general they had just met pass through the crowd they separated with respectful eyes.
Bursts of applause sounded, and then spread like thunder.
The fat man kept a smile on his face, nodded, and walked through the crowd to the circular terrace at the top of the mothership bridge.
The transparent isolation cover above the terrace covers the entire terrace. From a distance, the glass ball and the long terrace passage are connected together, more like a match sticking out of the bridge.
The field of vision suddenly became much wider. Bright stars surround it from all directions.
The automatic doors closed behind him, and the applause died away.
The fat man took off the crooked cigarette on his ear, stroked it with his hand, and lit it. Take a deep breath and let the mellow smoke roll into your lungs.
Standing on the terrace, Fatty suddenly remembered an old music box that his mother gave him on his sixth birthday when he was a child. It was a simple and beautiful box, as long as you opened it, you could see a transparent glass ball inside.
In the glass ball, there are houses and dancing villains. As long as you shake it gently, the glass ball will be filled with heavy snow, and two small figures, a man and a woman, dance slowly to the sound of music.
Right now, I just want to be a villain in a glass music box. I don¡¯t know if there will be a warm family of three in the universe starry sky, watching me quietly.
The fat man leaned on the railing with his cigarette in his mouth.
In the void not far away, the fleet is carrying out the final clean-up work. Fighter planes flew around the surrendered Jeppen battleship, oneA space mech ejected from the guarded bandit warship and flew towards the Jeppen warship whose engine had been shut down.
Several shuttles full of captives passed by a shuttle full of bandit soldiers. Farther away, the Chakna fleet that sent a communication signal half an hour ago has already revealed its figure.
Cigarette, burning between fingers, blue smoke curling up. The fat man's eyes fell on a large piece of wreckage suspended in the void in the distance.
That is the space carrier [Supreme Glory].
Now, this huge battleship has been torn apart. The explosion lasted for nearly ten minutes, destroying its entire body from the inside out. Tens of thousands of large and small debris form an artificial asteroid belt. The largest piece of wreckage is the stern position. This piece of wreckage connected to a small half of the bridge is dark, like a ghost's residence.
The cigarette twirled quickly between the fingers. The red cigarette butt is like an elf turning somersaults.
Looking back on the previous battle, the fatty's hand holding the cigarette was still trembling.
Jeppen's space navy, no matter in terms of ships, electronics or personnel quality, is not an opponent of Fei Yang. However, a famous general can narrow this daunting gap to almost imperceptible.
O'Brien is definitely one of the strongest opponents he has ever met. If he was not leading the most powerful fleet of Fei Yang, if he hadn't known the opponent's existence in advance, and a stealth scout ship had secretly detected the opponent's position, I am afraid that the one standing here looking at the starry sky now is This one-eyed Jeppen general is gone.
The fat man was surprised to find that he had a little fear, but what was more, it was the excitement of the rapid secretion of adrenaline.
The piece of wreckage in the distance represents only the first famous general on the road of the bandit army's chariot, and it is by no means the last. And O'Brien is not the strongest in the West York camp. There are many others above him.
Besides, that ranking was many years ago.
From here on, the bandit army will keep walking along this steel wire road to challenge more powerful enemies one by one.
Perhaps it will soar into the sky, or it may be beyond redemption
This chapter is considered the last chapter of the previous volume, and also the beginning chapter of the new volume. More importantly, this is my note. I just want to tell everyone that I wrote it, but I didn't finish it. My daughter has a fever and is devastated. She doesn't have enough time and energy
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