"The Third Detachment asked for instructions on action."

"No, wait first." Fu Luo stared at the latest information, opened the communication again, and suddenly stopped the plan he proposed.

There was silence in the Inline Communication System, and the clock hanging on one side continued to move forward coldly.

Twenty seconds later, Yang Ning, who wanted to leave the matter alone, finally couldn't help but interrupt: "Fu Luo, space war cannot be mentioned "waiting"."

This is where a tiny mistake will make you "a thousand miles of mistakes". Fu Luo didn't say anything, filtered out all other information, dragged out the enemy's ambush information line alone, and fell forward for half a minute. A sudden fluctuation appeared there, breaking the original shape of a dragon sucking.

What does this mean?

It means that when they received this message, the enemy also received it!

Yang Ning's expression sternly.

"Suspend the operation." Colonel Yang pulled through the communication equipment, "technicians immediately evaluated the probability that our army's communication network was cracked by the enemy through the virtual signal station!"

Fu Luo lowered his head and the command center received a second transfer message from the ground:

"Brothers, please pay attention to the stride, don't get too big and get the eggs!"

Energy fluctuations suddenly appeared during the monitoring, showing a group of small ships approaching rapidly.

Their special forces?

Do you know there is an ambush?

"Jumping the fire circle"... from the word "words", it seems that they know, so how dare they break in directly with a team of small warships?

"No... the message was not sent to us. We replied, but the other party did not establish a communication." Fu Luo suddenly said, "Whether it is encryption or transferring to the ground, they are all scheming. They seem to be talking to themselves."

"Disturbating the other party's sight," Yang Ning frowned, "they didn't know that we were coming at all, but were implementing their own plans."

"Colonel, our information communication is not smooth and we need to pass through the ground. It is too late to establish contact now," Fu Luo said. "If it is Ye Wenlin, I probably know a little about his style."

Yang Ning raised his eyebrows, temporarily suppressing his displeasure that this comrade had always longed for the sharp knife troops, "being in Cao's camp and heart in Han", waiting for her next sentence.

"There are mostly pretenses in the small fleet, just like the ones used by the Star Pirates, but there must be something else hidden inside."

The high-energy reaction in the command cabin screamed. The small fleet had already landed within the enemy's attack range. The galaxy humans were lying in ambush and exposed. A missile blasted over. The small fleet suddenly became divided, like a ball of sand that had been thrown away, running everywhere.

"Tag, repeat the surveillance video just now, mark all small ships!"

In an instant, the battlefield hologram was full of small marked ships rushing around the enemy, like a group of headless flies who were fearless. His galaxy fleet was ambushing, facing such suicide attacks, and did not panic. They quickly organized a siege to suppress the enemy, and one small ship after another was shot down.

Fu Luo and Yang Ning's eyes were also focused on a marked ship but no one attacked.

"Other ships have turned on random path mode," said Yang Ning. "It's mostly unmanned - bring the image of this ship closer, let me see."

As the picture draws closer, a typical small galaxy warship appears on the screen.

"Ah..." Yang Ning couldn't help but smile slightly, "Troy's Trojan horse is amazing."

At this time, the marked "his galaxy ship" slowly left the place and drove towards his galaxy giant ship.

"What is he going to do? Is he infiltrated the enemy ship?" Yang Ning asked.

"No..." Fu Luo carefully stared at the small ship's driving path, "There is a contact panel of the giant ship on that side. I think he might be using the enemy's communication network to do something..."

Yang Ning: "Do you know him so well?"

Fu Luo inexplicably: "He is my senior brother."

Yang Ning was silent for a while: "If you say so, I am actually your senior brother."

Fu Luo raised his head in confusion, unable to understand the spirit of the leader.

Yang Ning coughed dryly, quickly turned his gaze away, focusing his energy on the battle situation in front of him: "It's too dangerous. The communication panel of the giant ship is located at the key monitoring and defense location. As long as the opponent checks the ship number, he will reveal his flaws. This is not possible - the third detachment prepares as planned, Fu Luo and the third detachment are ready for sneak attack and response."

As he finished speaking, the giant ship of his galaxy suddenly appeared. A strong light locked the small ship that had been infiltrated. The small ship accelerated suddenly and released a gravitational bomb that was specialized in his galaxy, which rushed into his galaxy camp inconveniently.

The strong light and gravitational alarm sounded at the same time, and countless small ships were swallowed quietly. The giant ship retreated rapidly, and the middle of the enemy's formation was dispersed by such a bold and storm.

When the small ship pretending to be his galaxy ship swept into the side of the giant ship, it "plucked" a communication terminal from the communication panel with incredible accuracy. At the same time, the tail was hit, and its fuselage fell off and accelerated again regardless of the situation.

Fu Luo: "The third detachment originally planned to attack and send the first wave of short-range missiles."

The giant ship was unable to react and was blocked. A single galaxy ship was crushed and extinguished in the dense missiles.

"High-energy cannons locate the explosion position of the gravitational bomb and clean up!"

The core part was blown by a "gravity bomb" in his galaxy fleet, and was caught off guard by a small ship in the third detachment. Fu Luo shot and changed the place: "Hide, adjust the deflection angle 30 degrees, and warm up the second batch of short-range missiles."

She had already familiarized the mobile style of the interstellar pirates with ten by ten, and she tore a hole in the enemy's encirclement.

Yang Ning was not too slow: "The other two teams were ready to cover, the curvature driver was warmed up, and the third team was withdrawn."

The "his galaxy ship" had just sneaked in and the terrifyingly high speed had already broken out, but did not slow down and rushed towards this side.

"It should be that the power system is broken," said Yang Ning. "It can't slow down, so we retreat in his direction."

"No, wait, it will explode!" Fu Luo said immediately, "Perform forcibly salvage."

This speed was so amazing that everyone who heard it was stunned for a moment. After all, she was not the highest commander, and her execution ability was always much worse, so that the outermost small ships could not react.

The ragged small galaxy ship passed by like a meteor in a daze.

Damn it, it's too late.

Fu Luo smashed the operating table of the command room hard, and Yang Ning grabbed her fist: "I will give you permission to fish with the command ship."

Fu Luo glanced at him quickly, and almost as soon as he finished speaking, he skillfully turned on the fishing medium.

The medium released by the drama immediately pushed the command ship forward for a distance, but Fu Luo no longer cared about correcting the deviation angle. She pulled off the precise aiming gear, and based on her feel, she performed acceleration commands on the entire command medium ship. The command ship made a crazy large-angle turn on the spot. Fu Luo felt that the seat belt was about to squeeze out her internal organs.

She maintained a very twisted posture and issued the acceleration command for the second time, following the direction of the small ship crashing, as if she was being chased by the small ship. The system alarm lights were on, and the small ship had already crashed into the medium released by the command ship. While slowing down, the friction made the small ship burn, like a fierce fireball, continuing to pounce towards the command ship.

The Neilian communication system was in chaos, and Yang Ning raised his hand to block it. At the same time, Fu Luo accelerated for the third time without changing his expression.

Large-scale release of medium substances is like firecrackers. The rapid acceleration of energy materials in the command ship quickly made it impossible to replenish them, and issued a sharp energy alarm.

Yang Ning was fixed on the spot by a seat belt, and his arms were calmly wrapped around his chest. He seemed to be worried about the tragedy of energy exhaustion and destruction of the plane.

Just as the energy system was forcibly shut down and turned into a solar state, the burning ship and the command ship were synchronized in speed, and the fishing system jumped out of the relatively stationary state prompt and fishing could be carried out!

Fu Luo sighed and opened the automatic fishing program while allowing inertia to drag the command ship to continue running at high speed at lightning.

“The cooling process has been started.”

On the control room console, the huge thermometer reading began to go down with the naked eye.

As the combustion medium became thinner and thinner, and the command ship's cooling equipment was activated, the flames on the ship gradually disappeared, and Fu Luo then looked nervous: "Senior Brother Ye and the others will not be roasted, right?"

"No matter how mature it is," Yang Ning fell down seriously, "You go back and prepare for a check."

Fu Luo: "..."

No, wait... She seemed to be dragging the leader to "Caiyun Chase the Moon" just now?

Yang Ning opened the communicator and began to give a phased summary of the battle process of being chased by a fireball and fleeing in a panic: "The commander is now only one bare commander left, and everyone retreats! Please look forward to the expected route and coordinates, and come and gather immediately."

He said, glanced at the fishing procedure and found that there had been a physical contact with the fished ship. Yang Ning connected: "Are the people in the warship still there? Please reply and indicate your identity."

The sound of the end was silent for a while and was panting, but Fu Luo was very familiar with it clearly came: "No. cst02424921s, I am Ye Wenlin, a member of the Earth Alliance China Fortress Special Forces, please ask for the number of comrades."

Fu Luo: "Senior Brother Ye."

"Damn..." Ye Wenlin made a sound that looked like a pain, and then a sigh of relief, almost changing tone, "The oil temperature is high, girl!"

Ten minutes later, three rescue mission teams finally caught up, the command ship stopped, and slowly began to charge the energy system by itself. The medical soldiers of the army forced open the deformed door of the small ship caught, and then carried Ye Wenlin out with a stretcher.

Ye Wenlin was like a piece of dust and wounded, and his forehead was still bleeding, and his arm was hanging unnaturally, which should have been a fracture.

Then… there was no one behind him.

"Hey, stop looking," Ye Wenlin raised his hand weakly and waved at Fu Luo, "There is no one else, I am the only one, my brothers have become martyrs. I almost went to the List of Gods and was dragged back by you."

This news shocked everyone present.

Is the special forces... already so tragic?

Yang Ning bent down slightly and asked in a low voice: "Where is General Zhao Youxuan?"

Ye Wenlin raised his head and smiled at him, and said softly: "He... it should be Erlang Shen now."

Silence.

I don’t know how long it took, Yang Ning stretched out his hand, pressed Ye Wenlindi’s shoulder, and said to the medical staff: “Take good care of him and take the wounds as soon as possible.”

"It's okay, just take it casually, it will be better in two days." Ye Wenlin said. He looked up at the expressions of the others, and he still looked cynical. "In times of trouble, he is like a businessman. Maybe one day he will see his old comrades again, so don't rush to observe silence."

After he said that, he lowered his eyes slightly, as if he didn't want to see the more painful expressions of others, and pointed to his broken arm: "I'll report on the specific situation later. I will take out the things inside before tying the bones. For this thing, I was chased by those alien turtles and ran across the solar system."

The medical soldier knelt down at the bottom of Yang Ning's gesture and used scissors to cut open the sleeves of Ye Wenlin's bloody flesh and blood together. He saw a centipede-like scar on his upper arm - this was a common surgical scar after surgery when medicine was underdeveloped in ancient times, and it disappeared as early as the mid-to-late 21st century.

"There is no medicine to remove scars," said Ye Wenlin. "Leave a mark so that it will not be impossible to find it. The thing is too big. With our fragile communication now, we can't transmit it to the ground at all, and we almost couldn't complete the task. If you hadn't come today, I might have to use their terminals to inlaid in the enemy's system and leave it for future generations to find it."

"What is it?" Fu Luo asked.

"The interstellar strategic deployment map of his galaxy humans, the description of every device, the files of every general and the preparation general are all inside. If you can't read the miniature storage device, you have to use the device on the giant ship - don't tell me that the giant ship is gone."

As soon as this sentence came to the ground, everyone was shocked.

Yang Ning: "Prepare the surgery immediately, start the curvature drive, and return to the flight!"
To be continued...