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Chapter 1,287 The Battle of Rendily (13)

1287, Battle of Rendily (13)

Darth Malsayil paused again, glanced up at Jesse Darling, then looked at the holographic star map, and suddenly said: "Oh~~ It turns out those three are Knight-class Star Destroyers.

, I thought it was Imperial level. Forget it, the result is almost the same anyway."

"Sir, what should I do now? Please think of a solution quickly..." Jesse Darling was at a loss for words. He said eagerly: "Sir, you don't want to see the Rendili fleet being destroyed, right?"

Upon hearing this, Darth Malsayin's mouth twitched slightly, and then his face turned livid. He raised his hand and waved, and an invisible force instantly knocked Jesse Darling away from the flagship.

Jesse Darling was knocked to pieces on the wall of the bridge. He didn't know which of his normal words was wrong, and why did he get into trouble with this adult?

At this time, another slightly frivolous voice came from beside Jesse, "Hey, what did you do to make him so angry? Forget it, it still looks too stupid. Didn't you realize that the other side wants to attack our right wing?

Once the right wing is defeated, we will not fight this air battle and admit defeat."

The visitor turned out to be a special person from the village.

He came to the communicator, smiled at Darth Malsayir and said, "Leave this to me, buddy. I worked in the navy before becoming a mercenary. Although I was only a pilot, I knew some things about command.

things."

"I thought you had left." Das-Massa said calmly.

"I have a strong point in doing things from beginning to end," said Chunte.

Das-Masayir nodded, "Then I'll leave the fleet to you."

Cunte waved his hand and immediately closed the communication.

Then he walked over and dragged Captain Jesse Darling up from the ground, helped him pick up his military cap and put it on for him, and said: "If I were you, I would have all the battleships move to the right wing immediately."

"Have you ever had a head-to-head confrontation with a Republic battleship in the past?" Jesse Darling asked.

"The reason why there is a loophole on the right wing is because there is a space defense platform there that has not joined us yet and is sitting on the mountain watching the fight between tigers. As long as we control that platform, we can hold on for a little longer."

Cunte pointed at the star map and said.

"That's the platform where Troda is stationed. He won't help us." Jesse Darling said.

"Haha, the defense platform is dead, but the people are alive." Cunt patted Jesse on the shoulder, "We surrounded the fleet and told him that if he didn't fire on the Republic fleet, we would kill him first.

Already."

Jesse Darling's face turned pale and he said, "Do you know the consequences of doing this? Troda's family is..."

Murte interrupted him directly, "We have even rebelled against the Galactic Republic, so what consequences are we afraid of? Just do it."

Captain Jesse Darling looked ugly, but he still nodded.



On the other side, Darth Malsayel had already flown out of the hangar entrance on the side of the Victory I-class Star Destroyer in a V-19 fighter jet, heading towards the brutal air battle battlefield.

Looking at the dense group of fighter jets over there, as well as the Lundili fighter jets that were constantly being blown into fireballs in space, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Darth Masayil's mouth.

Rendili Interstellar Power Company is being devoured by the Galactic Republic in almost all aspects. As Darth Masayil said before, Rendili Interstellar Power Company claims to have a heritage of 25,000 years, but in exchange for

To understand it from one perspective, isn’t this the foundation of the Galactic Republic on Lundili’s side?

Some things cannot be separated.

So when Lundili Star Power Corporation wants to break away from the Galactic Republic, the first thing they have to face is not the power of the Republic, but their own power against themselves.

The betrayal of the Ulan family will only be a farce in the end. It is impossible for them to really fight against the Galactic Republic.

And the reason why all of this is changing now is just because of one person - Tasdas Masayir!

That's right, he forced Rendili to have room to confront the Republic when he originally had no room for resistance, and he still does so now.

In this fleet battle, it is impossible for Rendili's fleet to defeat the Republic fleet, but...

He's here!

Sith Lord, Darth Malsayir is here!



Lieutenant General Trinald Scared was waiting for the news of victory. He looked at the holographic star map with great satisfaction. When he saw the Rendili fleet moving towards the right wing, his face changed slightly, but

Then he smiled mockingly, and his eyes fell on the battlefield where the fighters from both sides were fighting.

The original combat mission of the Republic's fighter formation was to entangle Rendili's warships and prevent them from conducting large-scale tactical maneuvers. However, as soon as the war started, it was discovered that the fighter pilots on Rendili's side were really incompetent. This was simply not possible.

Not an air battle, but a massacre!

So the Republic pilots who were capable of killing gave priority to annihilating Rendili's fighter formation, so that they could complete the mission without interference.

Who doesn’t love turkey hunting?

"Send a message to the Speaker. The Knight-class Star Destroyers and V-wing light fighters handed over to the Republic by the Quarter Power Shipyard will become the Republic's powerful iron fist, destroying all enemies of the Republic!" Lieutenant General Scared, Signal Corps

said.

He was already ready to take credit, and at the same time, he also gave a big thumbs up to Kuat Power Dockyard.

After all, Speaker Palpatine is very fond of the warships and fighter jets with exaggerated data sent by Kuat. The more he looks at them, the more he likes them. If he doesn't like them now, when will he wait?

However, not only him, but also the happy Republic fighter pilots did not notice an inconspicuous V-19 fighter jet quietly flying into the battlefield.

I don’t know since when, this fighter air battle battlefield suddenly became a little strange, and more and more fighter pilots stopped attacking. Not only the pilots of the Republic but also the pilots of Lundili, they all seemed to have stopped further.

The action is just to mechanically adjust the flight direction of the fighter jet.

When Lieutenant General Trinald Scared realized that something was wrong, at least half of the fighter jets on the air combat battlefield suddenly stopped fighting, and then began to change direction, and instead headed straight towards the Republic's battleship formation.

Fly over!

These fighter jets include those from the Republic and Rendili, and the total number has reached more than 800!!

"What happened? Let the fighter formations continue to perform combat missions!!" Lieutenant General Scared asked sternly.

"Falcon One! Falcon One! This is the flagship! Please answer! Continue to perform combat missions! Repeat..." The communications personnel in the flight control department desperately called their fighter formations.

But all the communications sent came to nothing!

In a V-wing fighter jet, the fighter pilot is wearing a black flight suit and a black full-coverage digital display helmet. He looks full of coldness and coldness of technology. However, at this moment, under the full-coverage helmet, there are constant sounds of

There was a whistling sound, as if there was a leak in the trachea.

And from the gaps in the gloves of the flight suit, there was some smelly and rotten liquid seeping out!

These pilots, unknowingly, have become walking zombies!




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