Chapter 246: I am a tiger from Xilin (Chinese)

The quiet space in front of the Night Scorpion Nebula is now filled with silent explosions and circular dust rings. Dozens of modified black warships from the Empire shuttled through the space at high speed, and the warship weapons were shooting violently.

With the super solid hull alloy armor, the ancient clock that withstood the first round of sneak attacks was lost due to the explosion at the stern of the left rear ship. One of the four light frigates around him has become a firework in the universe, not lonely, but tragic.

Under the desperate cover of the remaining three Xilin warships, the Ancient Bell Engine Group ventured to carry out a second-level car merger, trying to forcefully accelerate and escape. However, in the even more desperate suicide attack of the Empire Ghost Fleet, the acceleration process was interrupted, and the situation was extremely dangerous.

"Commander, there is a signal to give back! The nearest unit is a transport ship outside the 33.7 astronomical unit."

In the dim lights, an officer Xilin, who was sweat and blood flowing on his face, looked at the back outside the porthole and said tremblingly, "He is not afraid of death, nor is he afraid of the imperial people." But he is afraid that the back in front of him will disappear into this universe because of the incompetence of his and his comrades."

"Continue to call for support...but it is limited to military channels, don't let those civilian spacecraft come and die."

Zhong Shouhu Qing's right hand was hiding his chair back with his face, looking at the fierce battle scenes outside the window with expressionless expression. Until this time, both sides were still attacking with long-range weapons and not using the carrier-based aircraft group. However, when Gu Zhong and the three warships shot all their main guns, they were still unable to lucky enough to destroy the command ships in the Imperial ambush fleet, the outcome of this ambush battle was already extremely clear.

The strength of the enemy and us is too great. Even if his military talent has been circulating in the universe for many years and dominates the side, and he is cold-eyed and disdainful of Du Shaoqing, he still cannot turn the situation around.

"Commanding warships is not my strength. Tell the troops to fight happily. If you can catch a few ships, you can catch a few ships. Commander, I like these fireworks the most."

Zhong Shouhu's lips curled up slightly, laughed, and gently patted his wife's shoulder beside him.

Mrs. Zhong sat in the chair with a slightly pale face, holding the hem of his military uniform with her left hand tightly. She hit the corner of the wall in the first wave of attacks, and a trace of blood flowed from the forehead. The quiet and atmospheric expression in the past seemed a little timid and helpless at this moment.

"Yes, Commander!" Officer Xilin replied in a trembling voice, almost roaring manner, and then held the bulkhead and ran quickly towards the control room.

"Calculate the number of warships of the Imperials, and send the panoramic shots back to S1, telling the Federation that the Imperials were able to pass through the space channel."

The smile on Zhong Shouhu's face gradually faded away and he said to the officers behind him: "The number of warships they can send at most at one time is probably what we see."

This judgment comes from his clear understanding of his own importance. The Empire developed the technology to cross space channels and tried to hunt itself, which would inevitably invest all the strength they could invest at one time.

To hunt Xilin's tiger, how can you dare to speak out and win without giving your all your strength?

Hearing the commander's words, the officers Xilin on the ancient clock were collectively silent in an instant, quickly returning to their posts, preparing for the final battle in their lives.

As the most important commander of the federal military, when his life is facing the greatest danger and may end at any time, Zhong Shouhu is still concerned about the fate of the Federation. If those who are wary of being hostile to Xilin, will their views be somewhat different if they see this scene?

At this most dangerous moment, the Ancient Clock reassembled the intact engine group and made a brand new torque adjustment, trying to make a last attempt to accelerate under the suicide cover of three frigates.

Three frigates turned into round and scattered fireworks in front of everyone on the Ancient Bell. As the Ancient Bell was about to reach the critical speed, escape from the battlefield, and throw away the ghostly group of imperial warships, suddenly, the outer shell of the imperial warships cracked a gap, and more than a hundred imperial mechas rushed towards the Ancient Bell at high speed.

Seeing his subordinates turning into ashes in silent space, Zhong Shouhu in front of the porthole narrowed his eyes slightly, and then he saw the next move of the Empire Fleet. His eyes narrowed even more violently, and said coldly: "Offer the ship? Your Majesty the Emperor, you are really willing to kill me at any cost."

The Imperial Mech, which ventured into a vacuum boarding battle, had not had time to touch the hull of the Ancient Bell, and many units were destroyed by the densely weaving near-domain firepower of the Ancient Bell ship's watch. However, the remaining Imperial Wolf-Tooth Mechs were gradually approaching without fear of death.

Zhong Shouhu's eyes fell on the mechas that were getting closer and closer, and found that the shapes of these mechas were very strange and their speed was significantly higher than before. His gray eyebrows slowly raised and said to his subordinates: "Tell the Federation another bad news, the Imperial people's new mechas have also been developed successfully."

"Also remind them: the Imperial people have the ability to go back through space channels."

"Because they are going to capture me alive."

"Finally, tell S1 and Xilin that there are traitors among us."

The Empire's ghost fleet actually knew the electronic code of the Ancient Bell, and the other party was able to escape the glory of the charter. Various details proved that there were some characters hidden in the darkness within the Federation, even around him.

Thinking of a loyal subordinate, a mocking smile appeared on Zhong Shouhu's face. I don't know if he was mocking the imperial enemy's attempt to capture him alive, or mocking himself for his heroic life, but he was in a desperate situation because of some spies or traitors.

At this time, the Empire Mecha Group finally broke through the Near Domain Firepower Network of the Ancient Bell, and like countless nails, it nailed into the solid and thick alloy outer wall of the spacecraft. The inside of the spacecraft was clearly heard, and the officers and soldiers looked pale and rushed towards this side, shouting loudly: "Protect the Commander and Madam Leave."

However, what happened next proved Zhong Shouhu's previous judgment. The three major systems of the ancient clock have been strongly supported in the fierce battle, but the escape spacecraft release system has problems.

"It's good, you can be with the warriors in the end."

Zhong Shouhu had no expression on his face, held the hand of his wife beside him, lowered his head and said gently: "After graduating from the First Hospital, in public, I always walked in front of you, never held your hand, and never hugged you. Can you give me a chance to make up for it today?"

Mrs. Zhong calmed down a little at this time, took out her handkerchief and wiped the blood from her forehead. After calming down, she looked at him and smiled reluctantly, and said as easily as possible: "I only give you this last chance."

Zhong Shouhu gently picked her up, as if he was holding the bride back then, and walked towards the mecha that belonged to him not far behind him.
Chapter completed!