Gently brushed away the tears from the corner of the girl's eyes and took the helmet held by the girl. The two stood silently.

"you…"

"I…"

The two of them spoke at the same time, but stopped at the same time and let the other party say it first. The silence lasted for a few seconds, and He inexplicably tightened his helmet and was almost unable to speak.

"Mingmei. Wait for me to come back." After almost all my strength said this, He Wuming turned around and walked away quickly.

"I'm waiting for you to come back!" Lin Mingmei shouted loudly at He Wuming's back with all her strength.

He Wuming, who fled from Lin Mingmei, ran over many people along the way, and finally ran into the hangar.

"Wow. Be careful. Look at the road!" Mark, who had changed into the pilot suit, just opened the door and was knocked to death by He Inexplicably.

"Who? Are you blind?" Suxiong pulled Mark up when he saw this, but found the identity of the person who hit the person. "Why are you so rash? Why are you so rash?"

"Huh? What?" Roy, who was also changing into the pilot suit, walked out from inside and found He Moming who rushed in rashly. He immediately looked at He Moming with a fun look. "Tsk tsk! Yesterday it seemed that a good thing was achieved. Go and check the transformed fighter. Quick!" After Roy withdrew his gaze, he turned around and immediately issued an expulsion order to Yihui and the others.

"Come on, boy. Now there are only two of us. Did we achieve good things yesterday?" Roy drove Yi Hui and others out, locked the door, and hugged He and asked inexplicably gossip.

"What good thing?" He inexplicably seemed very depressed.

"I said boy! You are an old bird who has gone through several battles. Besides, your record is enough to prove that you are a trump card. What else can you be afraid of?" Roy patted He inexplicably and smiled.

"This is not what I worry about!" He raised his head and shouted inexplicably.

"Oh? So that's not this. Then it's a good thing yesterday. Come on, tell me how you did it." After Roy pulled out a long voice, the gossip soul immediately started to burn.

"What's there to say about this?" He inexplicably pushed Roy away, raised his foot and walked towards the wardrobe where the pilot's suit was placed.

"Oh, boy. Are you worried that you will be sorry to Lin Mingmei if you don't come back?" Roy put away the gossipy expression and said seriously. He Wuming's hand that had just opened the wardrobe stopped.

"What do you know? What do you know?" He said inexplicably.

"What did you say? I can't hear it." Roy listened carefully and found that he couldn't hear it clearly, so he walked forward. Who knew that just after a few steps forward, He inexplicably rushed up and grabbed Roy's collar.

"What do you know? I...I don't want to do it either. But I just didn't know it and did it. I was clearly facing such a danger and such a situation, why?" He's inexplicably ferocious face became frustrated with his words.

"So do you regret it?" Roy asked, taking He's inexplicable hand away, tidying up his collar.

"No, I don't regret it! It's just why it happened now!" He said inexplicably with his head in his arms.

"Then Mr. He Moming, as a new man, please cheer up! Since you don't regret it, please lift your chest! What you have to do now is to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and then come back to her side with the medal. That's all you have to do. Do you know?" Roy pulled He Moming up and forced He Moming's body straightened. He said with a serious expression, but He Moming seemed to be still thinking about what he said. "Answer me! Do you understand?"

"Yes. I understand! Captain!" He roared with an inexplicable eye.

"So, what should you do next?" Roy stared at He Wuming seriously.

"Try your best to fight the enemy bravely. Then come back to see her!" He inexplicably yelled out his heart with all his strength.

"Well. Then, Lieutenant He Wuming. Let's go." Roy nodded and smiled.

"yes!"

The take-off and landing platform kept taking off and landing, and VF transformer fighters kept entering space through here. They continued to be released for a while. Eight brigades had been released around McCross 1. He was inexplicably sitting in the driver's seat of VF-3 Voider, looking around the hangar, and the busy ground crew kept running. The ammunition loading machine kept replenishing ammunition for each VF transformer fighter ready to attack. After Kroos made an OK gesture, the vf-3 Voider was moved to the take-off and landing platform.

"The Void, clear the channel, and the opportunity to attack is handed over to the pilot." The CIC's voice sounded in the communication channel.

"Confirm the handover. He Wuming, the Void, attack." He Wuming pushed the push rod to the maximum, and the powerful thrust pushed the Void out of the runway almost instantly. After the Void made a small flexibly maneuver in the void, he drove towards the direction of the fleet formation.

"It's so slow! Why don't you know." As he entered the formation, Suxiong immediately connected to the communication.

"Sorry. After all, there is only one machine, and it was made from Xinzhongzhou. Apart from them, the beauty can fix it." He explained inexplicably apologetically.

"Is this a show-off?" Mark said after whistling.

"I feel like I'm showing off." Yihui nodded for granted.

"Little ones, just stay behind to have sex! It's going to be a big battle soon." Roy interrupted He Wuming and Yihui and others' jokes and said seriously. Everyone could only respond.

At this time, McCross 1 did not have a VF transformed fighter released. He was shocked when he looked at the groups of VF transformed fighter jets spreading out with McCross 1 around him. This scene probably only happened in the original Star Wars. Unexpectedly, he saw it early at this time.

"All aircraft, the distance ahead was 10,000. The number was 3 gunboats and 5 cruisers. The battle bags were unknown, the power armor was unknown. All the staff were ready to fight!" Images of Misa Hayase appeared on the display screen.

"Did you guys hear it? I've cheered up my spirits." Roy reminded after Hayase Misa finished speaking.

"Didi..."

A signal of communication requesting access was suddenly displayed on the display screen. He clicked it without any thought. He found that it was Grobal.

"Captain? Is there anything wrong? The combat plan should have been agreed upon? Is there any change?" He looked at Grogbar's figure on the display inexplicably.

"Oh. It's nothing. But before I started, I was still unsure. I would like to ask you, the expert in the zenith star, what do you think you want to find a bargain?" Grogbar said with a smile.

"Expert? Am I? I just know a little more things than ordinary people." He shook his head for no reason and denied.

"Haha. Then there are still things to pay attention to." Grobard was not obsessed with this issue.

"Space Jump. The space technology of the Zenith Stars is more advanced than ours. The most feared thing is that they suddenly appear in the weakest place in our side at critical moments to conduct a surprise attack, just like the last time the Merran Emperor fleet." He inexplicably could almost confirm that the Zenith Stars would write articles on the space jump.

"Is that true? Then what about the movements of the Meerland Fleet?" Grobal lowered his head and thought for a while, looked up at He inexplicably and asked.

"I don't know. It is certain that the other party and our current enemy are mortal enemies for thousands of years. But their actions are unknown to us. Now we can only pray that the Meerland Emperor fleet will not suddenly break into our battlefield at a critical moment. It is a blessing." He looked down for some reason, shook his head and said slowly.

"Is that right? Then, except for the space jumping raid, everything else is left to you. I will leave the reserve team to prevent emergencies here. There are still people here who want to talk to you." Groballega thought about it and made a decision, then smiled and pulled the beautiful figure who was guarding one side into the display screen.

"Captain! This... is in the battle now." He didn't want to say anything to Lin Mingmei anymore, so he turned off the communication.

Lin Mingmei looked at the display screen of the communication channel with a dazed eyes. Grobal, who was standing beside her, sighed inwardly. As a person who experienced it, Grobal naturally knew what was going on between the pair. It was probably because of the upcoming battle. At this time, all he could do was arrange strategic levels and battlefield command. As for his children's affair, he could only put it behind. That kid probably thought so too? It's really hard for this little girl.

"Miss Lin Mingmei, we are facing a big battle now. Perhaps it is because of this that Lieutenant He Wuming did such a behavior. Do you understand?" Grobal was calm, but he said good things to He Wuming.

"I understand. Will I ask me to sing later? I'm fine." Lin Mingmei gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, shook her head, and said softly. When the girl raised her head again, she was already a firm expression.

"Oh, what an outstanding young man. Then, I'll ask you later!" Grobal sighed and nodded to Lin Mingmei. The girl nodded heavily and responded, then walked towards the square of the front bridge with firm steps - if the front line was He's inexplicable battlefield, then this place was Lin Mingmei's battlefield!

"The distance is 8,000. The enemy warships release carrier-based aircraft. The number is increasing."

"Distance 7500. Begin to enter maximum range."

"Distance 7000. All personnel are locked in missiles."

"The distance is 6500. After one round of volleys, shoot freely and launch!"

With the command of Misa Hayase, a large number of VF deforming aircraft neatly fired the first round of missile volleys.

"Wow! It's so beautiful." Suxiong sighed as he looked at the white smoke belt dragged out of the tail flame of the missile that was spread all over his vision.

"Don't distract yourself! The attack has begun." Roy scolded. Suxiong quickly cheered up and began to attack.

He, who was on one side, did not follow the first round of volleys and then chose the opportunity to launch the missiles independently after locking the target like other teammates. He wanted to keep some missiles to do other things. For example, when shooting gunboats, it might not hurt when hitting the gunboat, but as long as the enemy is hit correctly, there will be results. After all, it is unrealistic to use 30 machine cannons to hit gunboats alone.
Chapter completed!