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    "Boys." Richardson adjusted his collar while facing the camera. "Many of you received orders before just to fight against the Cyborgs. Today will be the day when you are going to attack. I will tell you the meaning of this battle.  .The military, as a state machine that extends politics, has witnessed many ruthless struggles for power, inexplicable changes in leaders, and ugly political deals in the federal environment. Since the emergence of the Cyborgs, the federal army has not won a single victory in the battle against the Cyborgs.  . But today, you are not attacking for political transactions, not for high-level power seizure, not for some fucking bullshit justice. Today, you will fight against the reformers only for yourself, for your identity and honor as soldiers. And tomorrow will not  I know how many people will not be able to come back here, but those who survive to tomorrow, you will prove your honor and your strength, and tomorrow you will become heroes that the entire federation looks up to! Today, you will only pursue victory! Today, victory will  Only for you!"

    "Fight for victory!!" The crowd was excited!  !  !  .

    "I know you hate me, and I don't like you either." Mikey combed his hair and smiled slightly, "Today, half of you will not be able to come back here, and I will no longer command you today, and will return tomorrow.  The people here will be free forever. The Federation will be horrified by your combat power. That old guy Cole will jump up and throw the battle reports in the faces of the generals. Zhao Xu and House will shrink into the crooks of their legs.  No matter how you cry, General Felix will greet you with a smile over there! After today, everything will belong to you and only you!!! You have the right to survive!!!!"

    "Fight for survival!!" It was solemn and solemn!  !  !

    Hart leads the way!

    Richardson waves to start the army!

    "Set off!"

    "For victory!"

    "For survival!"

    ¡°It¡¯s such a difficult collar to get, I hate clothes like this.¡± Richardson loosened his collar and shook his head awkwardly, walked over to Albert, and looked at the march route and response plan solemnly.

    "It's not until today that I understand why Felicien is a handsome man while many other generals can only be called generals." Richardson sighed.

    "What?" Albert looked up at Richardson in confusion.

    "As a general, you have to take orders and lead the army to fight, but as a commander, you have to issue orders, choose strategies and make decisions. It's difficult"

    "Huh, speaking with a sullen face really doesn't suit me." McGee scratched his head and played a hometown tune as he walked to Hart's side, his eyes looking like crescent moons at the ambush location and special measures.

    "It's not until today that I understand why Locke is the God of War while many other generals are just generals." McGee smiled even brighter.

    Hart frowned.

    "Locke has a perfect plan. He has everything under his control, including tactics, strategy, and political influence. Others are just pawns, like gods"

    "Legion Commander! It's not good, it's not good!!" The guard burst into Mike's command room with an anxious look on his face.

    "Huh?" Locke motioned for him to speak slowly.

    "Your Excellency Richardson and Mr. Albert gathered their legions and started to march!!"

    "What!!" Mike jumped up from his chair at that time.

    "Pay attention to your image, you are the commander of the army" Locke frowned dissatisfied.

    "Fuck, what kind of image do you need at this time?" Mike Hu roared and turned to the guard, "When did he start the army?"

    "Two hours ago."

    "You fucking idiots, it took us two hours to let us know. Now the initiative is all in the hands of others!"

    "It's useless for you to yell at him. Now we should focus on why Richardson led the army out." Locke shook the wine glass that never left his hand.

    "Who am I going to ask when Cao Mo is gone? Fucking bullshit, fuck, if you had called me before they left the port, I would have been able to choke them with just one brigade."

    "It's not you who should be anxious now, but me, right? Your sense of role is too strong." Locke teased the frustrated Mike with an elegant smile.

    "What do you think we should do? This is obviously a Felicius II." Mike turned to the guard and asked: "What kind of weapons did they carry when they started the army?"

    "According to eyewitness testimony, the exteriors of Lord Richardson's legion battleships are all painted in the style of Solas Logistics Company, and the weapons they carry also meet the specifications of the Commercial Guard."

    "?!"

    "Haha, it's interesting. This little guy Richardson has such a big appetite." Locke looked at the confused Mike and laughed.

    "What?"?It would be too shabby to usher in an era with such a weapon. What is this guy¡¯s intention?  "

    "The little guy Richardson still underestimates the battlefield. Who can be deceived by such a trick that a discerning person can see through at a glance? Even if it attracts Hart to successfully fight with such equipment, the chance of winning is not high. And he  The quality of the legion¡¯s soldiers is not high, and the issue of morale will be the first difficulty he faces.¡±

    "you mean?"

    "That's right, Richardson, I don't think he is a person stupid enough to leave such a big loophole for others. He has a backup plan. He is attracting Hart to play!"

    "What if" Mike's eyes lit up.

    "No ifs!" Locke stood up and gave a rare low shout, "Don't forget the current political environment. If you send troops without orders, your Poseidon Legion will not have your surname! Only the head of state can keep an eye on you at all times.  I have the military power in your hands!"

    Mike laughed awkwardly.

    He still underestimates me.  .  .  .  .  You won't always be a military god.  Locke.  .  .  .

    "The traveling route is in normal condition. No information has been received from the Federation since departure from the airport. The space garbage in front has been cleaned up. All systems are running well. The combatants are already on standby in the mecha." The report was listened to on the bridge.  Albert tapped his forehead. "The combat plan is ready to enter the first phase after the jump is completed. All combatants should pay attention to their assigned tasks and do not make any unplanned plans. We do not need heroes in this war, but  It¡¯s victory.¡±

    "Yes! Your Excellency"

    "We will enter the ambush site in half an hour. The overall situation in the area is stable. All personnel are ready to attack at any time. All combat weapons have been inspected and everything is normal." McGee in the bridge smiled and ordered: "The combat plan is based on the enemy's jump from  It will start at the fifteenth minute after clicking it. All participants only need to listen to my orders. I hope you can use your best fighting power. Those who survive are heroes!"

    "Yes, sir!"

    "The energy is running well. The jump target point is locked. The energy is increasing at ten percent, thirty-five, fifty, sixty-four, and ninety. It has reached a stable state and can perform jumping actions."

    "Help me install this." Richardson took out a small device such as a receiver and handed it to Hubbert and pointed to his neck.

    "What is this? A neck brace? Is there something wrong with your neck?" Albert asked in confusion.

    "It's just an information receiving device. Although its energy cannot be sustained for too long, there is no problem at all for a local, medium-sized and fierce battle."

    "Youthis is cheating" Albert looked contemptuous.

    "Your plan is also cheating" Richardson stared back at Albert with an even more contemptuous expression.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

    "Attention all units, the ship is about to start a short-range jump. Please enter the safety facility in time. Repeat"

    "The energy detection facilities have been deployed and are operating normally. The control area is four thousand square kilometers. All supernatural energies can now provide accurate locations."

    "Why did you hand over the command to me without any guilt? Aren't you afraid that I am an undercover agent sent by the federation?"

    Hart jumped up from his seat and passed by McGee, leaving behind a sentence.

    "You have proven your worth, and I can break your neck at any time"

    "Are you threatening?"

    "It's motivation"

    On the outskirts of Mercury, a waste product born out of the artificial experiment to create a human outer space planet transformation plan, due to the gravity of the planet, formed an unevenly distributed circle surrounding the entire planet. Here will welcome Hart, McGee and Richard.  Desen, the first real showdown between the four Alberts, in the history of the Federation.  Richardson and Albert, two brilliant men, commanded the unstoppable federal army to destroy a large number of living forces that transformed humans with overwhelming force.  But only the parties involved know what really happened.  .  .  .

    The first duel begins!

    The outer layer of the fleet was changed to look like Solas's escort, and then disappeared in place after a brief shock.  .  .  .

    ¡°Each ship reported the situation and deployed defensive formations, and stood by in place.¡± Richardson ordered and then turned around and walked out of the bridge.  .  .  .

    "Your Excellency." The staff officer opened his mouth to ask awkwardly when he saw that the person he requested to report dropped his pick and ran away from the bridge.

    Albert shook his watch to interrupt him, and studied the surrounding space with great concentration.

    "Sir, there is a jump energy reflection in the C5 position, which is consistent with your calculation., judging from the energy intensity of the jump, this escort force is not large.  "The staff officer looked at McGee with reverence, biting an energy bar.

    "Haha, then, everythingjust follow the plan." There was a fatal danger hidden in the confusion in Yueya's eyes.

    "Your Excellency Albert, the conditions of all ships are normal, please give orders."

    "Finally standing here, using the circular defense system to keep communication silent, the subsequent communication energy station emission remains constant, waiting for my order to turn on, and ask that person to come to the bridge." Albert pushed up his glasses, and the lenses reflected  The eyes contain infinite wisdom.

    "You mean?"

    Albert nodded and smiled for the first time.  .  .  .

    Who can have the last laugh?  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

    "According to the feedback information from the energy detection facility, they began to advance slowly in a circular defense formation."

    McGee stood up, his thin body showing a cold aura.  "All fleets are ordered to attack!"

    "Ah? Sir! This."

    "boom!!"

    The temperature of the gun in McGee's hand gradually cooled, and the corpse of the staff officer who asked the question floated in Cambridge, reflecting his decision.

    "Attack!"

    "Ahyes!"

    All the Cyborg fleets abandoned their already arranged ambush areas at the same time and headed towards Richardson's fleet at full speed!

    "Report, there is an energy reflection of the battleship group in the forward area, the specific number is unknown. The distance is 0.04 esd (note 1)."

    "Are you out? It seems that he is indeed an impatient person. Richardson, it's up to you to calculate the data. Then, the entire army will obey the order, launch an A-shaped assault formation, cover the advance, and be careful not to refute the fire in advance. Each aircraft  Unit A entered the warehouse and was ready to attack at any time. The mechanical squad began to conduct the last pre-war inspection of military equipment and reported the situation directly to the computer host. The communication unit retreated and began to deploy the second set of communication energy stations." Albert pushed up his glasses and muttered.  "How will you deal with itI'm looking forward to it"

    "Report, Mr. McGee, according to the energy feedback, two small "Wasp" warships broke away from the formation and stayed behind, and the other fleets formed an A-line assault formation and began to move at high speed."

    "Haha, those troops are some facilities reserved for the follow-up troops and reserve teams Okay, all the reformers listen to the order. Enter the safety facility, prepare to perform the jumping action, and use the "Wasp" as the reference point to extend 1.35 esd  The central position of the universe is used as the coordinate point."

    "Yes, sir."

    "Attention to all units, attention to all units, we are going to start executing the jumping action now, please"

    "Albert, they are about to perform a jumping action! The coordinate point is near the first communication energy facility."

    "Oh. Got it, thenthe battle plan begins! All ship communications are silently released, and the communications unit is waiting for orders at any time!"

    ¡°10.9.8.7.6.5.¡±

    "The timer is paused! Stop jumping, all fleets quickly move closer to the flagship, and the flagship transforms to start the "trial" mode! Each ship deploys its energy transmission device and prepares for docking!!"

    "Yes, sir!"

    The Dragon King-class battleship is one of the most powerful battleships in the Federation's main fleet. It has a small crew, advanced operating system, powerful firepower, and excellent endurance. The only shortcoming is the relatively weak armor and energy defense measures.  Some of the researchers who were kidnapped from the lunar base by the moderators had a deadly top-secret weapon modification plan. This was originally a Dragon King-class variant battleship jointly developed by Brilliance Group and the Death Research Institute. By improving the hull,  The structure reduces the space and installs more movable joints to implement deformation.  After this transformation is completed, a Dragon King-class battleship becomes a Dragon King-class cannon. The front of the cone-shaped hull composed of countless triangular sections is completely unfolded, just like the mouthparts of a sandworm. The barrel inside  One shot can destroy all life on a planet.  However, this destructive weapon has fatal shortcomings. It takes a long time to deform and consumes huge energy. It cannot fire without the energy provided by four warships of the same class.  Moreover, once the cannon is fired, the five warships will be in an energy vacuum state at the same time and it is irreversible. The high degree of energy aggregation will bring a huge burden to their hull facilities. The ultra-high temperature will require a long period of cooling before they can return to normal operation.  But in sharp contrast to these huge shortcomings is its terrifying destructive power.  The modifiers used various means to force the researchers to submit. The mechanical squad that commanded all the ships modified the "Judgment" gun system for Hart's flagship.  McGee took advantage of this and prepared to deliver a devastating blow to Richardson's fleet.

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