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Chapter 287 Reassurance

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    The commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force, Fisichella, quietly looked at the Buick Blue Star outside the bridge, his thin lips tightly pursed, making his thin face look very stern.

    On the huge screen of the central information desk, one after another of the giant transport ships has broken away from the escort of the cruisers, slowly gathering below the fleet from behind the battleships.

    Six [Blue Whale]-class giant transport ships and three [Mammoth]-class giant transport ships, the Feyon armor and materials they can carry are enough to gain a foothold on any planet in the southeast region of the human interstellar map.

    "The 17th Fighter Squadron returns The 20th Squadron is dispatched. Open the No. 6 return channel"

    "Landing point No. 7, cleaning information reception."

    "Landing point No. 1 needs support, Ninth Squadron. Please go immediately, area coordinates"

    In front of the central console, there is a busy scene. The officers of the space carrier are coordinating the space fighters flying around like bees outside the portholes.

    These fighter planes that perform the task of opening up landing sites must eliminate all possible threats to the giant transport ship before the giant transport ship enters the atmosphere.  This work has come to an end. Under the attack of Feyon's advanced space fighters, the air defense force left by the Desiq Empire in Buick Blue is too weak.

    After losing its air defense and air maneuverability, the only thing the Desiq ground forces can do is to try to strengthen the defense deployment in every important city. In addition, they are powerless to the final landing of the Fimeng troops.

    On the virtual screen of the central console, the giant transport fleet has gradually gathered into shape, and the last few cruisers around them have also slowly left and returned to the fleet formation.  After the inspection of the cleaning battle is completed, these giant transport ships will break into the atmosphere and perform landing.

    Fisichella's mind didn't seem to be focused on the imminent landing operation. His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the large commander's seat, again and again, like the pendulum of an old-fashioned mechanical clock,  The rhythm is monotonous and regular.

    "General!" The military staff officer responsible for the space fighter's fixed-point cleaning mission stood in front of Fisichella and reported: "The cleaning of the seven landing points has been completed, the electronic early warning aircraft has been checked, and the cleanliness of the passageway is A-level."

    "Well." Fisichella seemed to have just recovered.  He frowned slightly, still tapping his fingers lightly. After a while, he pressed the communicator: "Did the radar find anything?"

    "No, General!" The voice of the intelligence coordination officer in charge of radar monitoring came from the communicator: "It's quiet all around, but"

    Fisichella asked, "But what?"

    The intelligence coordinator said: "There is still a meteorite belt around the No. 3 resource planet that cannot be detected by radar. We have sent an electronic ship and a small team of fighters there, and we will get news soon."

    "Resource Planet No. 3?"

    As Fisichella's fingers flicked across the interstellar map, the interstellar map showing the entire Little Pyrenees galaxy rapidly shrank and changed, and the Buick blue star system quickly emerged.

    The No. 3 resource planet mentioned by the intelligence coordinator is located in the A-sequence airspace closest to the planet Buick Blue, and is on the same spiral arm of the Little Pyrenees galaxy as Buick Blue.  In the star system with sixteen planets, the No. 3 resource planet is the largest planet, and its volume is equivalent to three hundred times that of Buick's blue planet.

    Although it is named as a resource planet, the real mining of resources is concentrated on the six satellites of the No. 3 resource planet.  Because the resources of the main star are not rich, and mining is extremely difficult.  Regardless of gravity and magnetic field, the most troublesome thing is that to land on the main star, one must pass through a ring-shaped meteorite belt.

    When the three-dimensional map of the vast meteorite belt on the No. 3 resource planet appeared in front of Fisichella's eyes, he stood up abruptly: "Where is the electronic ship?"

    Almost at the same time as his words fell, a sharp siren sounded suddenly in the command room of the huge mothership, and a major in charge of communications grabbed the document handed over by the officer in front of the central information desk, and quickly ran to the headquarters.  The console reported: "General, I found that three Desiq mixed fleets suddenly jumped to 5,000 kilometers behind my fleet, and they are advancing at full speed."

    "Five thousand kilometers?" Although Fisichella's face sank, the military staff officer who had been standing beside him waiting for instructions couldn't help but yelled.

    A fleet, even if assembled into the densest formation, will travel nearly a hundred kilometers.  And 5,000 kilometers, between two warring fleets, is almost equivalent to no distance.bsp; In the distance, the roar of the mecha energy cannon and the sound of mecha fighting and running came, getting closer.  Reinhardt smiled miserably. He no longer had the confidence to run away. The badly damaged mech and his crampy hands made him despair.

    There is no hope in the road ahead.  Every time Reinhardt wanted to approach the main force of the Mythical Legion, the fat man would drive him to another road!  On the radar, those Mythical troops dispatched from their bases seemed to have lost their speed and elite.  Especially the group that Borg belonged to seemed slow and hesitant.

    There was bitterness in Reinhardt's mouth. He knew that even if he escaped the pursuit in the end, he had already lost all his advantages in Mozic's game.

    "General." A trusted guard of Reinhardt jumped out of [King Kong], his eyes looked at the ground: "Let's exchange armor."

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