Chapter 122 The imperial commander drove the ruthless generals (23)
Chapter 122 The imperial commander drove the ruthless generals (23)
Lu Zhuo'an looked at the determination in his eyes and suddenly laughed out loud, tears welling up in his eyes: "Aning, if... I mean if, if in the next life we live in an era where the borders are stable and the people live and work in peace and contentment, Can you like me a little bit?"
Perhaps because he was worried that Yan Qingning thought he wanted too much, he stretched out his hand again and gestured at a distance no bigger than a fingernail: "As long as you like a little bit..."
He didn't even dare to say "love", for fear that the emotion would be too heavy and Yan Qingning would not want to face it.
"Aren't we husband and wife?" Yan Qingning's memory has not yet recovered. Seeing Lu Zhuo'an's sad look, he felt a little sour in his heart for no reason: "After the matter in the southern district of the Empire Border is resolved, we will hold a replacement wedding. .”
But I stole you...
Both people and emotions were stolen from me...
Obviously he knew very well that after Yan Qingning regained his memory, it would be impossible to continue coaxing him like now, but he was still greedy for the beauty of this moment. He touched Yan Qingning's palm affectionately with his cheeks that were red from being slapped, and responded with a smile: " OK……"
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Southern District of the Imperial Frontier.
"Everyone gather and prepare to fight!" Yan Ye held the laser gun tightly and stared at the interstellar pirates not far away.
Although the commander approved his request for support, he refused to let General Yan come to command the military in the southern region of the empire's border. This meant...
Their army has no commander!
In an interstellar war, the absence of a commander is equivalent to not having an eye for an overview of the overall situation, which is equivalent to losing the possibility of seizing the opportunity in an unpredictable battle situation.
He is the person with the highest official rank among these soldiers, and he must shoulder the responsibility of commander!
Yan Ye gritted his teeth and held the communicator in his hand: "Everyone, listen to the order. I am Major General Yan Ye. Before Yan Shang/General comes to the southern area of the empire's border, I will be the commander!"
"Members of the control room quickly opened all the protective barriers in the southern area of the empire's border!"
"The mecha units quickly integrated their equipment and prepared for the battleship units. The battleship units took the lead in containing the enemy's main force, and the mecha units stormed the enemy's flanks!"
"The medical force is on standby at any time, the reserve team is ready to respond and replace, and the equipment soldiers make timely repairs to the damaged warships and the Southern Space Station, trying our best to ensure that the rear strength is maintained!"
"The liaison officer quickly notified the mayor of the nearby city and be prepared to deal with all emergencies!"
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Military orders were passed on one after another, and Yan Ye's hand holding the communicator was trembling.
This is the first time he has commanded a battle, and the first time he has commanded a battle alone.
He was obviously frightened to the extreme, but he didn't dare to mess up his steps or tremble in his voice. He straightened his back and calmly directed the imperial army to fight.
"Boss, those guys from the empire's border started firing at us!"
The report from his subordinates reached Shihuang's ears. He half-supported his head and slowly lit a pipe without even raising his eyelids: "Who is commanding the battle over there in the empire?"
"Boss, he looks like a baby who just took office!"
Shihuang took a sip of his pipe and slowly blew out the smoke ring. He tapped the pipe on the table: "Play with that baby, and throw some useless garbage first to make him happy for a while."
"Remember to put some explosives on that pile of garbage to teach this little kid a lesson and let him know that even if it is pirate garbage, it is not something he can touch casually."
"My subordinates understand!"
Yan Ye has been keeping a close eye on the battle situation. When he saw that some of the opponent's warships were alone, he wanted to give an order to pursue them, but he was worried that it was an ambush. He was in a dilemma for a while.
But the battle situation is changing rapidly, and it may change at any time due to his omissions, not to mention...their strength in the southern area of the border is far inferior to the interstellar pirates with unknown background.
Sweat slowly broke out in Yan Ye's hand holding the communicator, and his hesitant heart finally shifted.
"The third mecha team quickly moved to attack the opponent's lone fleet and strive to annihilate it!"
"Roger that!"
The mecha squad had surrounded the defeated team, but the strange thing was that the opponent did not want to break out of the encirclement, or showed the embarrassment of being surrounded.
Yan Ye saw that part of the battle situation through the perspective passed by the reconnaissance team. He stared closely at the enemy fleet and did not dare to miss anything.
The dark battleship glowed with a strange red light, and the high temperature softened some parts on the edge of the battleship.
Yan Ye's expression suddenly changed and he immediately issued a military order:
"The third mecha team, evacuate quickly!"
But time was obviously too late. The decoy fleet specially thrown out by Shihuang was filled with timed explosives, which began to detonate the moment Yanye sent the third mecha team to approach.
High-heated mechanical parts and broken iron blocks jumped out from the exploded battleship and slammed into the third mecha team.
In just this moment, everyone in the third mecha team was quickly wiped out, turning them into the most useless trash in the interstellar...
"Crack-"
The communicator in Yan Ye's hand suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes were red, and his fingertips were shaking violently.
His command was wrong...
Because of his command error, all members of the third mecha team were wiped out...
Thirty people lost their lives because of his mistake...
"Boss, the little baby who is commanding the battle in the empire no longer dares to command. He is a commander who was so frightened by you that he even dropped his communicator on the ground!"
The flattering praises from his subordinates came over, but Shi Huang didn't react at all. He dusted off his pipe and slowly blew out a string of smoke rings: "After all, he is a baby who has never commanded an army in combat, so his ability to accept it is poor.
They just lost a team of people, and even the communicator was frightened. "
"It just so happens that I don't really want to play any little house games with this baby." Shi Huang took a deep breath of cigarette and stared at the battle situation with his only half-squinted eye: "Send out that old fox from He Wu. Provide the laser cannon!”
"Blast this little baby to pieces and let him remain in the universe as garbage. Witness how I step on their bones to achieve my great deeds."
As soon as Shihuang's order was given, someone took the order to point the laser cannon's aiming device in the direction of Yan Ye.
"Major General Yan, the enemy is currently charging up its laser cannon. It is speculated that the target is in your direction. Please pay attention!"
The officer's stern reminder came from the communicator that fell to the ground, and then there was the roar of artillery fire. The reminder sounded like a scrambled signal, with bursts of electric sound.
Finally, there was silence...
Yan Ye picked up the communicator with red eyes and shouted until his voice became hoarse: "Everyone has it, retreat!"
The laser cannon on the interstellar pirate fleet has been charged up, and the red line of aim is pointed straight at Yan Ye's head. He only needs to wait for Shihuang to issue a launch order to break through the empire's protective barrier and blow up Yan Ye's space station. of crushing.
Shi Huang yawned, waved his hand and gave the final order: "Launch."
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