The 21st century of gangsters everywhere

Chapter 647: The Beginning of 639
"A total battle? Is that what he said?" Lin Youde frowned and looked at the correspondent of the Fleet Command on the screen.

"That's right, fight with all your strength." The correspondent nodded. "UEG Staff Headquarters is in the process of compounding orders... the authorization has come, allowing the use of all armed forces including nuclear weapons, reactive weapons, material annihilation weapons, antimatter weapons, strategic beam cannons, etc., to defeat the enemy fleet at all costs.

In addition, there is a special combat order code-named "Do you remember love".

SDF-1 was incorporated into the No.13 independent fleet battle group, and Meiyun Li was transferred to the "Cultural Attack" combat department of SDF-1 as a special technical second lieutenant. "

"Cultural Attack?" Lin Youde raised his eyebrows and looked at the staff officer beside him.

The staff officer instantly understood his gaze, and went to the ship's Skynet system to find the corresponding instructions.

"Commander, this is a pre-stored command in the flagship command network." The staff officer frowned, the command was unexpectedly short. "Gather all the fleet, defend SDF-1, and let Meiyun Li hold a concert on SDF-1's hyperspace platform while fighting.

Let the uneducated Jeterati people see the power of culture, instigate most of the Jetrati fleet, gather elite troops, and behead the opponent's flagship.

That's what Culture Attack is all about. "

"Having a concert on the battlefield? Are you kidding me?" Lin Youde frowned. If singing and rapping can instigate opposition, what is the purpose of preparing so many strategic weapons?

"Commander Lin, you may not be able to understand that you are the commander of the Gundam department. It is the tradition of Macross to hold concerts on the battlefield.

If possible, I also want your daughter to sing with my Meiyun on the platform of SDF-1. "Li Ping rushed to the bridge of the Gray Trojan Horse which was rushing to the defense line.

"Why do you want to drag my girl into the water?"

"Because the name of the first singer I know is Lin Mingmei." Li Ping spread his hands. "It's just a pity that I didn't have time to find a Kaguya and Misa Hayase to have a love triangle with her."

"I don't know what you mean at all..." Lin Youde frowned, and immediately, Lin Youde asked in a low voice. "After this operation is launched, the safest thing is SDF-1."

"That's right." Li Ping nodded. "Once the battle enters the fourth stage, which is the stage of human defeat, SDF-1 will forcibly jump out of the solar system and head to Xintiandi under the cover of the Iskandar fleet."

"Then, bring Mingmei over here." Lin Youde's eyes drifted, and he didn't want to take Li Ping's blame for what, for the safety of his child.But what if Li Ping's plan gave his child a greater chance of survival?

"...Where's Hathaway?"

"He and his mother are guaranteed to be safe by the Roche Chamber of Commerce." Lin Youde was slightly relieved.

"The rest depends on Ling Qianjin's talent. To be honest, Mei Yun is not very suitable for singing in this environment."

"Eh?"

"...she is so happy." Li Ping looked at the sky. "As the ultimate weapon made by the original gene, her three views are a little bit crooked. Compared with the guardian of the planet, she sings more like a witch, and the death of human beings cannot shake her singing mood. For her, Compared with impressing the enemy and protecting the earth, I am afraid it is not as important as making her sing happily."

"...Ah?" Lin Youde looked at Li Ping dumbly.

"If you don't understand the language, the most important thing is to express your emotions. It's a pity..." Li Ping sighed heavily. "I can't find the kind of singer I dream of here at all. The commercialization is too serious. Now, either let me, Jia Meiyun, sing happily for a round, or bet on your daughter."

"It's a terrible thing..." Lin Youde turned his head to look at the big screen hanging on the ceiling of the bridge. "Speaking of which... can we handle this amount?"

"God knows." Li Ping said concisely. "The combat capability of the Jeterati army is still a mystery. The performance of conventional main guns hitting their hulls ranges from brittle and paper-like to hard and cutting-edge capital ships.

The combat effectiveness of the carrier-based aircraft unit is also at the level of a few double aces mixed with a large number of miscellaneous fish. Seeing people look confused. "

"Indeed." Lin Youde nodded.

"The combat power must have exceeded [-] to [-]." Li Abao walked into the bridge and looked up at the densely packed Jetrati fleet that was still ending the FOLD navigation method.

"Almost, the worst case scenario." Li Ping turned around and greeted. "Long time no see, Colonel Li Abao, is sister-in-law happy recently?"

"……??"*2
"Um... don't show such an expression, hey. Just ask casually." Li Ping felt pain in his stomach when he saw Li Abao's instantly alert expression.

"The enemy fleet seems to have stopped breaking out of the FOLD navigation method, and no new ships have appeared for 30 seconds."

"Is there an answer to the call to Bulli Tai's fleet?" Lin Youde looked at CIC.

"There is still no response, but the FOLD communication should have arrived."

"What about the call to the enemy fleet?"

"Still no answer."

"Refused to communicate?" Li Ping scratched his head. According to the scanning of the fleet's radar and optical systems, nearly 500 million warships had gathered near the large Podozan-class fortress that escaped from the FOLD in lunar orbit.

Communications between fleets are... surprisingly rare.

The data communication intensity between the Jetrati fleet is even an order of magnitude lower than that of less than a thousand warships assembled on Earth.

"Why is this...the communication intensity is too low, they are on standby?"

"Who knows." Li Ping is currently hacking into the communication network of the Jeterati fleet, looking for a direct link to the fortress.

... What kind of shit communication mode is this?

Li Ping now only feels that he is a novice electrician looking at the Indian-style street cables that look like coiled wire holes.

If messiness is a kind of beauty, this is absolutely Louvre-level art.

"Commander, the other party has activated a wide-area coverage communication covering the entire solar system."

"This is the 118th Mainline Fleet of Jeterati, Gorte Podolza, the microman, give up you and I will surrender with arms, or you will be destroyed.

You have 15 minutes to think about it.

Fleet bombardment on..."

Before the big head soaked in the water finished speaking, the communication was cut off by Jeterati.

Obviously, the second half of the other party's sentence was not addressed to the Earth.

"...How weird is the foreign policy of the Jetratti people?" Li Ping was numb when he heard that the announcement was not so much a persuasion as a declaration of war. "What about SDF-1?"

"There are still 7 minutes to join Miss Lin Mingmei, and it is expected to arrive at the battle line in 12 minutes."

"The hull of the enemy fleet's first line is deformed, and it seems to be in a shelling situation."

"It doesn't matter anymore." Li Ping only felt a breath in his chest. "Connect to Iskandar's communication line, send a request for help to Queen Stasia in Iskandar, and send power to the Fleet Command. Don't hold back, work hard, and wait for the first wave."

(End of this chapter)