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Chapter 446 Your Generation

We have seen too much destruction in this short period of time.

He sat back and watched the destruction of the mining fleet, which was detrimental to the rescue of the Thirty-Third Fleet. The entire fleet disappeared, and there were also some intruding transport fleets. He also made a false shot and failed to protect him...

The supreme commander of the Orbi Base, General Manfred von Abenberg, looked at the dark sky and sighed, which turned into a cloud of white mist in the cold air. The Orbi Base was not strict.

The earth is "terraformed", with a rotation period of 6.23 Earth days, and the temperature difference between day and night is sometimes as high as 80 degrees Celsius. After living in such a place for a long time, they escape into nothingness. Under the test of ice and fire, base personnel are accustomed to hiding in bunkers.

Inside, I rarely walk outside.

The brother of this "Moor" should have been in a high position like all the descendants of the world. He held military power but rarely shouldered heavy combat tasks. He enjoyed a wealthy life in Manxing City, but he was sent here due to an unpredictable fate.

Originally, he dreamed of being promoted to marshal like his grandfather, but now his military rank is not as high as that of his younger brother who often runs away.

This pitch-black sky is filled with the reflections of densely packed star cluster-like aircraft. These are the main fleets of Plato's sixth fleet "Ji Zhou" and the two knights "White Tiger" and "Suzaku" -

—Thousands of large and small warships mixed with hundreds of thousands of drones of various types were like a metal storm that filled the sky, sweeping across the low-Earth orbit of the Orbis star, covering the planet's sky and forming layers of encirclement.

Manfred lowered his head and meditated. At this moment, he suddenly saw a shiny stone that attracted him. He walked over and found a large green crystal of chrysolite on the rock and soil on one side of the crater.

"Admiral, let's leave quickly. The Platos will attack us at any time." When he saw the forty-five-year-old admiral bending down to pick up stones like a child, his guard chief Uman calmly wanted to attack us.

He pulled back into cover.

"Ah, it's quite beautiful, even more beautiful than the Opal on Gem Beach." Admiral Abenberg was unmoved, actually still immersed in the memories of his childhood.

"Admiral, we have to go back to the headquarters!" Uman, who was wearing combat armor, and a group of guards were very nervous.

"So what if they launched an attack? They launched ten attacks, but we were repulsed all of them. Look, with the 'Thunder Shield', we can hold on to Orbis." Manfred pointed to a valley in the distance and said.

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In addition to various conventional artillery matrices, missile silos and laser turrets stretching for hundreds of kilometers, the strongest defense of the Obis base is the "Thunder Shield" - countless shield arrays that shoot straight into the sky.

The device projects a light blue translucent energy field into the sky, providing impenetrable defense for the entire military base.

"We are sitting on a rich mine, with inexhaustible energy to help us support the 'Thunder Shield'. My friend Schwartz was not so lucky. Messier's above-ground fortifications were completely destroyed by the Platons, and the fleet was wiped out.

, No matter how powerful the cannon is, so what? It’s better to use the most powerful energy defense system and let the enemy bombard me indiscriminately, while I remain unmoved.”

"Those miners...shouldn't we protect them?..." Uman hesitated.

"We are lucky if we can keep our military base and our fleet." The admiral's gray eyes flashed with a cold light, "We and Messier are actually twin bases, but now Messier has become

It has become a base for the Platons, through which we can continuously supply supplies to the enemy forces besieging us. Do we have any better choice now besides shrinking to protect ourselves?"

The guards could only let the Commander-in-Chief complain endlessly. He insulted those politicians who only care about promotion and wealth and pleasing the public opinion. He ignored the reality that the Gaia base group was gradually disappearing and the defense line was retreating. He only gave orders to the front line and ignored the soldiers.

life and death.

"Do you choose to die here and become a statistic, or do you choose to go to Plato's fucking Thule arsenal and hammer screws for the rest of your life?" Manfred, like his brothers, had a noble and noble demeanor in his early years. Now he is at the Orbis base.

His hair turned white, and he began to become full of complaints, "Admiral Schwartz chose to live and die with the base, but in the end, few of the 500,000 garrison troops were able to return to Gaia alive. Do you want this too?... When I was young,

At that time, the battle line was still at 10,000 rays

Years away, I have seen the Alicante Scattered Star Cluster, passed through the 'Ayentara Star Gate'[1], and passed the edge of the Small Magellanic Cloud. As a small person, what else do I have to regret?

However, your generation can barely get through the 'Tannhäuser Gate'. Apart from protesting in front of the square of the Ministry of War, in order to increase military pay by several hundred Lunas a month, and working hard for bread for the whole family, what else can you expect?

What can I order? What kind of dreams can I have?"

Faced with the base commander's lyrical complaints, the young guard leader obviously looked embarrassed.

"My duty is to protect the general. Protecting your life is the most important thing at Orbi Base."

Under Ullmann's persuasion, Manfred von Abenberg reluctantly walked back, looking back at the night-like sky for the last time, where Orbis's small satellite "Titus" was rising.

The half moon formed reflected golden light on the ridge of the horizon, covering a large area of ​​the sky, crumbling like a sunken ship. Everything was so quiet, as quiet as death.

The admiral sighed deeply, and a thick white mist formed in the air at minus 40 degrees Celsius, slowly drifting away without leaving a trace.

The Platonic attack came almost suddenly, completely shattering the tranquility before the war, like smashing a mirror of nothingness.

Countless high-energy particle cannons shine with dazzling white light, spurting out from the sides of the huge ship, cutting through the darkness of endless time and space. Each particle beam drags a hot tail flame, like a cracked galaxy, tearing apart the space.

A hideous scar appeared.

The Sixth Fleet "Ji Zhou" kicked off the eleventh attack with a crazy bombardment. The formations of White Tiger fighter jets and Suzaku fighter jets swarmed in, drawing streaks of silvery white and bright red in the sky, heading towards the huge base.

"Frost Giant"-class heavy missiles were launched from the surface, and countless rotating plasma cutting lights instantly filled the whole picture like bright oil paint on a black canvas. The entire asteroid trembled under the attack of the Platos.

But above the base fortification area, the "Thunder Shield" is like an arc-shaped transparent light curtain, with blue light ripples surging on its surface, instantly eliminating these deadly bombardments invisible.

[1] Eryantara means "Distant Gate". As a declining civilization, Gaia's battle lines are actually getting closer and closer to Gaia itself.


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