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Chapter 103 Oath to the Dead

 Countless messy pictures collided in his mind - he was originally a temporary personnel assigned to the Seventh Fleet due to the terrorist attack on the General Staff and the Ministry of War, and he did not belong to Messier's garrison system.

He was suddenly excluded from this fierce war and could not find his place at all.

Lancer Xu stood at a height in confusion and witnessed the scene of extremely magnificent and terrifying destruction.

The transparent covered bridge in front of him was blown up. There were explosions and fires everywhere. A large number of maintenance towers and equipment were blown up and broken. Many aircraft fell down so easily. Small warships exploded in the air. Colorful bombardment lines from both sides.

Intertwined in the air, like an unreal dream.

He was left alone, an outsider in the battle, just like riding on the deserted midnight rail line in Star City, he was always alone.

Do you have any completed work? Go back quickly, go back quickly, go back quickly...

The father-like voice of General Sanjoin rang in his ears. He woke up from a dream and immediately started running, running as hard as he could.

He always had a sense of inferiority in front of Xuanji and Kalki, just like the military school teacher's comment to him: "You are not suitable to be a soldier at all."

The two of them are like purebred horses, with blood bred for fighting flowing throughout their bodies, and he is like a bad horse. Fighting is too strenuous for him. He can only keep running, running, running, using all his strength.

, until the end.

He ran to the large transparent elevator at the far end in one breath. As soon as he stood on it, the moment the transparent automatic door closed, a heavy cannon shot made the whole building tremble.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that the place where he had just stood was destroyed by a cannon from the Knights' fleet. The Plato Knights have always been the gods who judge Gaia's life and death.

The balance of victory and defeat in the war gradually tilted towards Plato. Suddenly, the enemy's artillery fire became more fierce, and the entire building was about to be destroyed. He was shaken left and right like a guinea pig in a jar, and the elevator was filled with harsh warnings, unable to stand straight.

An underground bunker lowered more than one kilometer above the ground.

Lancer ran out quickly. The whole building was filled with all kinds of huge building debris and holes, and everything did not follow the normal path.

He ran from the terrace on one side to the exit on the other side, running wildly while avoiding laser beams and building debris. The battle on the ground became more and more intense, indicating that the Platos were about to land. At this time, he saw a huge light in the sky like

Supernova explosion.

Lancer will never forget witnessing the destruction of the main ship of a space fleet.

In the past, he always watched the simulated photon images on the live projection table at the headquarters. He felt that they were too realistic, and he couldn't bear to look directly at the explosion of the battleship, and so many lives were turned into dust.

This time, he saw with his own eyes the Seventh Fleet flagship "Kunpeng" on the terrace of the Messier Repair Center, shining brightly like a star in the far sky.

After losing the cover of the giant cannon "Atlas" on the ground, the severely damaged "Kunpeng" was like a trapped beast surrounded by a group of White Tiger fighter jets.

A beam of light flashed out from the "Kunpeng" hull. This was the beginning of the internal explosion of the hull, and all resistance had stopped.

"Varuna" immediately used the super photon cannon matrix to send out several thick bombardment lines, completely destroying it.

In this way, this several-kilometer-long super battleship was filled with explosions of flames, as if burning the lives of all personnel on the ship.

Lancer looked at this magnificent scene of destruction, standing blankly, with tears streaming down his face. The tears on his brown eyes and cheeks reflected the golden and red firelight.

A space fleet of 500,000 people was wiped out in just one day——

This is the record of Captain Kalki, a record built with human lives. Lancer had been with these people for less than a month, and Lieutenant General Sanjoin taught him the most important thing before he died in battle:

The honor of a soldier is greater than life.

Looking at the "Kunpeng" main ship that keeps exploding and breaking, it's like a star emitting its final light.

As one of the last survivors of the Seventh Fleet, Lancer Xu trembled all over and clenched his fists tightly.

"You will not die in vain... One day, I will also make Plato's army suffer the same tragic losses!" He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and burst into tears.

"Grand Commander Kalki, you can kill mortals like a god, but please remember that one day, you will taste the fruits of mortal anger!..."

After the strongest light flashed away, the burning "star" disintegrated and disappeared dimly in the gray sky.

Lancer returned to the underground headquarters at the right time. If it were any later, all passages would have been blocked or blown up.

"Hurry!"

"The White Tiger Knights will send special forces to land soon!"

Gaia soldiers wearing combat uniforms set up defenses while running, creating a panic and tense atmosphere.

Along the way, all the Gaia soldiers did not believe that there was still a young officer surviving in the Seventh Fleet Headquarters.

Although Second Lieutenant Xu's identity information is very clear, some people even looked as if they had seen a ghost after seeing the results of the identity scan.

When he entered Messier's underground headquarters alone, which was protected at all levels, General Schwartz, who had always been arrogant and calm, almost stared at him.

"Hasn't the flagship 'Kunpeng' been shot down by the Platos?..."

"Vice Admiral Sanjoin asked me to act as Chief of Staff of the Seventh Fleet."

The young man said this to the general, showing a firm will that he had never seen before.

The latter looked at General Dlamini, who was sleeping soundly on the suspended sofa.

"Okay."

Schwartz knew there must be another reason for this, but he didn't care to investigate further.

If according to the usual practice, the fleet commander has not been captured and there is still the last officer on the fleet staff, according to the order of responsibilities, Second Lieutenant Xu can also exercise the power of the fleet chief of staff.

"Just one person's chief of staff..." Heinz Schwarz showed a look of contempt for the commander-in-chief of the Seventh Fleet, "Admiral Sanjoin is a very meticulous person.

Thousands of surviving marine special forces have been left to us, and I have dispatched them to ground positions..."

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"Can I join Messier's general staff?" Lancer asked directly.

Schwartz looked at this young officer who looked like a college student. Although he was still childish, his eyes flashed with revenge.

This is a will to make the enemy bleed. The general saw an indescribable aura in this young man with a frail appearance and a medium build.

"Okay." The general pointed to a location, "I need a combat staff officer."

"Lancer, you are still alive!" Zhang Ming was very excited, "You almost made me sad to death!"

Lancer looked at him slightly sadly.

"Alive" is just a present tense, I don't know what the future tense will be.

En Hesen, the young acting chief of staff of Messier Base, looked at the dynamics of the battlefield with a nervous and desperate expression.

"This time the Platos changed their landing tactics. They actually penetrated an entrance from the desert area and entered the underground system." He explained to General Schwartz, "They have now occupied many ammunition energy depots and blasted them.

A large number of troop transmission pipelines..."

The staff at all bases seemed extremely nervous. The enemy had already broken into the ground and began to create implosion-like chaos.

"These elite special forces of the Hattusa fleet advanced rapidly, causing us huge chaos...Soon, the forts that held fast would stop firing because of the shortage of ammunition chains. We speculate that the White Tiger Knights should be there within an hour.

After landing in the first fortification area, the last two special forces will attack our underground headquarters from both sides..."

"Region A28 is asking for support! We can't hold on any longer!"

A colonel's young voice wailed to General Schwartz.

"I will send three additional battalions." The general said, "You have to hold on and never retreat even one step!"

But soon, the other end completely lost contact.

"The underground part of the third fortification area has been occupied by the "Hatusa" ground troops..." The acting chief of staff continued to report the war situation to the commander conscientiously, "Now a Plato team has rushed to the unprepared part of the above-ground fortifications.

An example of shooting someone in an artillery position."

"Then we must retake the third fortification area, at least push them back to the A25 area, otherwise..." The general's voice was trembling, "Then we must remove five more regiments to assist."

"No!" En Hesen immediately objected loudly, "We have predicted that the White Tiger Knights will land in the first fortification area within an hour. If the defense line is empty, it will be defeated quickly."

At this time, Schwartz also looked pale and was covered in cold sweat.

"Is there a pipeline distribution for the biochemical system?" Lancer asked Zhang Ming.

"What?"

"Give it to me quickly!"

Zhang Ming quickly clicked on the internal data system and showed it to Lancer.

He knew Lancer. When Lancer was studying in the military academy, he was still very good in some professional subjects, such as military history. He was very thoughtful, but he didn't know whether it was because of his weak body or weak willpower. He was not strong enough to adapt to the high level of space warfare.

Strong confrontation, and psychologically extremely resistant to killing.

After checking the data, Lancer imported the model into the operation mode.

Staff work in the space age no longer requires too many complex calculations or memorizing a lot of data. Super artificial intelligence computers can simulate the consequences of various plans. This is true for both Gaia and Plato. It is similar to making a plan and then playing games to see the results.

Compare and choose the best plan.

Lancer noticed that there was a biochemical treatment station at the junction below the second and third fortification areas.

As a base with nearly 600,000 troops stationed, Messier generates countless biochemical wastes and wastewater every day. Countless human feces and food residues enter the base's biochemical system for processing, and are re-converted into heat energy, light energy and even into drinking water.

System.

Lancer clicked and blasted the storage space of the treatment station, and saw that a large amount of waste would flow into the ground of the third fortification area, because it was dug deeper than the second fortification area, and the entire base always maintained a gravity state.

"We no longer have heavy troops to consume on the front line. We can allow the front line to retreat and regroup in an orderly manner. Blasting these places before retreating can effectively block the enemy's attack!"

He marked on the display screen a dozen biochemical treatment stations that needed to be blasted.

His idea of ​​"stopping the enemy with shit" made the entire tense command center quiet.

"Then the entire underground fortifications of the base will be submerged in feces." A young staff officer said something sinister.

"Many small combat robots will be scrapped!" Another operator in charge of combat machinery also objected.

"It's just blasting before retreating, and then it's replaced by a mini-levitation shooting machine!" Lancer's bright eyes flashed.

"Second Lieutenant, please demonstrate the plan to us." The base commander made a decisive gesture.

General Schwartz, Lieutenant General Martin and Acting Chief of Staff En Hesen all gathered together to see the extent of the implementation of this plan. Different areas will be flooded to different heights, from knees to waist, and the lowest place will be completely flooded. Although

Both sides are fighting in combat armor, but it will indeed effectively hinder advancement.

"There's no point in lingering! Without reinforcements, it's all in vain..."

General Dlamini suddenly woke up from his drunken state at the right time, "I have told them a long time ago that the Platos just want the Messier base. So what if I give it to them? They can sign a joint mining agreement."

Diplomatic treaty!..."

"These idiots just don't listen and insist on fighting... Now look, if the entire Seventh Fleet is wiped out, what will happen if we send it back!"

The general roared roughly.

The encrypted message about the annihilation of the Seventh Fleet is still traveling through the universe at super-light speed. Messier is 6,000 light-years away from Gaia.

"Well, there is no point in military secrecy now. I can tell you." Schwartz said to General Dlamini, "My friend General von Abenberg, commander of the Obis base, has already arrived in the semi-finals."

A fleet of 150,000 people was dispatched a few months ago, and reinforcements will be available immediately."

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This shocked the Commander-in-Chief of the Seventh Fleet.

"Schwartz, it's really yours... you dare to bypass the coalition government's parliamentary resolution and mobilize the fleet privately. You are a Platonic man! You are brave enough!" General Dlamini sneered.

"No! I am already a Gaian. You drove me out of my paradise, but you never really accepted me. You just regarded me as a high-level mercenary! If you want to accuse me of being a collaborator at any time, it is

?!" Heinz Schwarz retorted loudly, his majestic aura overwhelming the other party.

General Dlamini stopped talking.

"I have no hope for Gaia's democratic government. The military operation was approved by both houses of Congress. By the time the fleet rushed to rescue, the defenders were buried in the ground! What a stingy bunch of politicians they are, what a penny-pinching politician! It's not like that.

You don’t care about the life and death of frontline soldiers, but you drink their blood every day in the name of maintaining fiscal balance. This is your politics, the politics of businessmen, business owners and financiers disguised as politicians! When you are outside, you will not accept your orders. For

To protect Messier, I have the freedom to mobilize fleets from other bases!"

"The Achaemenids are almost here too! It's better to surrender..." The red-faced admiral lowered his head and muttered.

"Shut up, you will be shot if you talk about surrender in Messier!"

The blood of Plato's soldiers broke out in Schwartz. Plato's army did not have the clear-cut military rank system of Gaia. In a moment of excitement, he contradicted the general, "If Messier is the graveyard of Gaia's and Plato's armies, then stick to it."

In the end, let’s see who dies and who lives!”

The entire headquarters was quiet. The Messier base has been able to persist until now only because of the will of the supreme commander to resist. In the past four hundred years, if there were not a large number of Plato rebels to support the scene, the Gaia army might not have been able to persist long ago.

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