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Chapter 404 Human Interests

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    Fatty's ostentatious performance was interrupted by Markovich.

    Looking at the coded communication message from Chekhov, the fat man hurried out of the training ground, ignoring Sade and others who were still tongue-tied.

    With newcomers, forget the old ones.  It is the usual style of the fat man.  This bitch doesn't care much about the four major genres already in his pocket.  Along the way, I only thought in my heart: "My mother! An aircraft carrier, two battleships, and five cruisers! Isn't this Salga fleet enough for my soul? If I can catch this fleet,  The entire Mars Free Channel, why don¡¯t you let me be majestic?!¡±

    Imagining that he commanded the fleet to run amok on Mars, invincible, the fat man felt urgent to urinate frequently.  He couldn't stop thinking about the contents of Chekov's telegram, and counted the ships of the fleet with his fingers. When he entered the control room of the electronic mech, a deduction made the bitch tremble all over.  .

    "Colonel" Markovich noticed the abnormality of the fat man, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

    "Iwhat can I do?" The fat man trembled even more.

    "Then why do you" Markovic was taken aback by the fat man. The flesh of this guy was jumping like jelly, and his eyes were pointing and glowing green. Is this all right?

    "Aircraft carrierfate!" Fatty stared at the interstellar map, rubbing his hands affectionately, like a fox courting a hen: "Nudian, Rubik's Cube of the First Fleet, Gangster No. 1, No. 2 and  Gangsters 7, 8, 9, and 10 continue to remain in ambush, and the ambush position should be between coordinates 3451.172.8963.3 and 2714.1931.6578.3, to maintain surveillance and threats to the combat airspace outside the Devil's Eye base. Waiting for orders!"

    "Bandits No. 3 and No. 6 No. 11 are lurking in the airspace at coordinates 2100.754.1530.8. Prepare to attack the Devil's Eye base and wait for orders!"

    "Second Fleet, give up the harassment of the Devil's Eye Fleet, turn to the de-4543 galaxy, and approach the Salega Fleet aircraft carrier battle group. Be sure to stay hidden and wait for orders!"

    "Order, Wangfeng No. 2"

    Following the rapid tapping of the hands of the communicator on the virtual keyboard, the commands issued by the fat man one after another were formulated into codes, and sent to the vast space through the code communicator of the [antenna] electronic mecha.

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    In the quiet bridge, the unique chugging sound of the life support system was faintly erratic.  All the light sources have been turned off, and the light from the stars in the distance comes through a bend from the edge of the planet in front of it, and passes through the porthole of the bridge, casting a soft golden light in this cold and quiet world.

    Some of the officers were sitting in a daze, some were talking in low voices, and some were walking around silently.  No matter what you are doing, everyone's eyes will always fall on the beautiful and slim figure by the porthole bathed in soft light every once in a while.  Some obsessed eyes never even moved away.

    Fang Xiang, Rear Admiral of the Interstellar Navy of the Salega Federation, is 29 years old this year. She is born with a face that is all over the country, and she is even more charming and charming enough to make every man lose his soul.  Even if she is as cold as ice, every frown and smile is all captivating.  Its followers spread all over the Salga military.  Known as the flower of the Salga Navy.

    Anyone who is familiar with this title knows that the Flower of the Navy does not only mean the coveted beauty and temptation, but also means that the Salega Naval Academy is the first in the history of the Naval Academy to occupy the first place in thirty-two subjects.  Graduation legend!  Since entering the navy, she has stood out among countless elites with her superhuman intelligence. She was not only recognized as a goddaughter by Admiral Tolstoy, but also became the supreme commander of the Longbow Local Fleet.

    At this moment, Fang Xiang stood quietly in front of the huge French porthole of the bridge, holding a cup of light blue ceramic coffee cup with light smoke with her white and slender fingers, looking at the star-studded space with full eyes.  Beneath the seemingly calm face was the turmoil in her mind. The fragments from these days came one after another, flashing before her eyes one by one like a movie.

    Since the doomed longbow blocking battle, Fang Xiang has been wandering the free channel with the remaining fleet to avoid the search of the Suss Empire and the Salega fleet.

    Those desolate public galaxies, and the countless hidden space jump points with different coordinates of traffic levels, not to mention the Longbow Fleet that fled into the free channel in a hurry, even the senior navigators of those smuggling ships that wandered in the free world.  How many people understand one percent of this interstellar desert?

    Relying on the small amount of stored coordinates of the navigation system, the scarred Longbow local fleet can only circle in the chaotic free channel.  For this fleet that was denounced as a rebel by Congress, the future is so bleak.

    &nbsProposal.  Also, get me President Chuckner right away, I want to speak to him personally!  "

    Hastings' sudden series of orders, like nuclear bombs, exploded in the conference room.  The generals looked at each other with deep faces, and no one knew why Hastings ordered a large-scale attack at this time.

    "Any questions?" Hastings looked around.

    "Your Excellency Marshal." An army general finally couldn't help standing up and asked, "Why did you choose to launch an attack at this time? It's not in the interests of the Republic!"

    The admiral regretted his words as soon as he uttered them, and the expression on his face became awkward.  Maybe it was because he was too stimulated and impulsive, and he never thought that he would speak to Hastings in such a questioning tone.

    There was no sound in the conference room.

    After a long time, Hastings waved his hand without explaining. He drove towards the door in a wheelchair, and said indifferently: "We are soldiers, regardless of politics. Any military decision must be changed according to the local situation at that time.  , I can't answer your question. Let's execute it!"

    The generals and officers in the room stood up and watched Hastings leave.

    Suddenly, they felt that the back of this undefeated god of war looked so old and tired!  This idea flashed into their minds at the same time, but no one said it out.

    In the distance, Hastings' voice sounded like he was talking to himself: "That's in the interest of mankind!"

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