【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

Tristan took a turn around the range of Thor's Hammer alone.

Wearing a brand-new armor, like an ornamental fish in a water tank, it quietly and smoothly turned the sideboard, and swam back and forth a few times horizontally under the eyes of the Iserlohn defenders of the alliance.

During the period, it tried to pick up their communication channel, but after a long time of hard work, it still failed.So it finally chose to send them a semaphore, which was very concise: evacuate. 3 days.

After sending out this notice, it gracefully turned the bow of the ship, and flew away leisurely with its butt towards them, and returned to the fleet it set off after 20 minutes.

At about the same time it was integrated into the team and stabilized its orbit, Mittermeier received the news that it had returned to the team safely.

In fact, he thought it was weird that the opponent's defenders didn't attack it, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that if he was the defender, he probably wouldn't do anything. After all, its behavior is really weird.

But no matter what, it successfully completed the task and came back.

So he turned his head and asked the senior staff officer sitting next to him: "Are you really not going back?"

A distorted smile appeared on the other party's face that was somewhat pale due to excessive caffeine: "I am your aide, Your Excellency. Even if you kill me, I will not leave you."

This will happen when no one is near them.Mittermeier forcibly suppressed her smile, stretched out her hand and rubbed the back of his hand mischievously.

This action successfully made the opponent's complexion a little better.But to be honest, Luo Yantar was still a little stunned by the emperor's actions-he thought that the punishment would be over after serving as a staff officer to Valle last time, but he didn't expect the emperor to put him in name again this time. He was demoted to be a senior staff officer and thrown on the wolf.

It's okay for the first time, just be patient.And when the second time comes, even Roenthal will find it difficult to completely calm down.He has even begun to count in his mind how many people who are close to the emperor and have the same or slightly lower rank than himself.

Ten or so?

How long would it take to be a senior staff officer for them in turn?Is two or three years enough?

He felt that his life was almost over.At least he doesn't think he will have the courage to appear in public as a joke after being rounded by most of his colleagues. At that time, he only needs a monastery that is inaccessible.

But from another point of view, the emperor's method not only has a high hatred value, but is also really effective enough, and it is extremely difficult to resist.

Let’s talk about the current situation, as long as he thinks about those possibilities, Roenthal will feel that his temper is being suppressed quickly, and he really can’t be disobedient or friendly to Mittermeier.

Do your best to do what you can and help him well—this is his only choice now.

Since it was agreed to give the other party three days, then they just need to stay where they are for the next three days.Of course, if the Allies want to come over to test the waters, then Midamia doesn't mind accompanying them.

But they didn't.

The next morning, the entrance and exit on the back side of the fortress were opened, and many civilian passengers, cargo ships, and large transport ships began to evacuate from the fortress.

The guard is quite clear-headed, and his mentality is relatively cautious and responsible. Even though he knows that doing so is groundless and hurts morale, he still insists on giving priority to the innocent.Mittermeier felt that he should be a pretty good person, but he knew very well that this person would probably die at the hands of himself or Rosenthal after a while.

This is acceptable.Because under the premise that it is necessary to fight, at least it is not unworthy for the opponent to die in their hands.

Maintaining a good attitude and a warm but not excessive fighting spirit, Mittermeier took advantage of the time when the other side evacuated the civilians to make serious preparations on his side.

Finally, three days passed and it was time to go to war.

Mitter Maier promptly drove Reoenthal back to Tristan—yes, although he was just a staff officer, he was indeed another coach—and asked him to be as careful as possible.Then he called the names of his generals again on the communication channel, and after confirming that there was no problem, he ordered to start marching towards Iserlohn.

A 20-minute journey is almost nothing in this case.Soon the spherical fortress with a diameter of 60 kilometers and shining silver light once again occupied the center of their line of sight, looking like a huge, round and unnatural moon.

Mittermeier controlled the fleet and stopped quietly in front of the fortress. Of course, they did not enter the range of Thor's Hammer, but their attitude still gave people an extremely relaxed and calm feeling.Then he asked the fleet to group together according to the small designation, and dismantled the large fleet into many loosely structured small pieces.Reoenthal's troops began to float out, and gradually stabilized at the outermost part of the fleet.

Then the attack begins.

But it is very strange, at least for the alliance side, it is very strange that the first wave of attacks turned out to be some medium-sized missiles with impact points concentrated within 1 square kilometer, which looked very old.And the missiles appear to be very, very light—because they have an unusually long range.

They successfully hit an area to the left of Iserlohn's front, and then triggered a small smoke-filled explosion there.But, overall, still nothing happens.There wasn't even a scratch mark on Iserlohn's hard shell, only a layer of powdery substance was left behind.

What are they doing?The Confederates thought so.It didn't take long, though, for them to understand what the other was doing—a second round of Mittermeier's shelling arrived seconds later, hitting almost the same point as the previous missile.Then, amidst the smoke and dust that hadn't dissipated, a golden greenish flame suddenly sprang up leisurely—unbelievably, Iserlohn's intact ultra-high-strength outer wall that was in a vacuum was ignited.

It's completely feasible, but I don't know how much dosage and how long it takes to burn through.Mittermeier felt extremely excited.

Instead of doing conservative attacks, he began to race against time—"All squadrons started bombarding with the shortest intervals, and the target of the impact point is independent, but no deviation is allowed!"

And his subordinates can also see the effect of the previous wave of attacks.Almost at the same time as he gave the order, a wave of extremely spectacular salvos rushed towards Iserlohn. The zenith screen was filled with smoke and dust, and as the smoke dissipated, golden blue flames began to faintly rise from the moon.

The Confederates were simply shocked.Although they tried hard to fight back, after the opponent repeated several rounds of attacks, the armor on the outer wall of the fortress seemed to really have a tendency to be burned through, and many forts were indeed instantly melted down.

So they sent an engineering team to check and rush to repair, but what they didn't expect was that almost none of the people who went there could come back-anyone who appeared on the outer wall would be ignited by the flames in an instant, and then all of them would be burnt together. Quickly burns to ashes.

And if that person escapes before being burned to powder, no matter what you do, the fire will not be extinguished passively.After burning the person in front of their comrades, they will consume all the air at an extremely fast speed, and at the same time, they will dye other people and the surrounding floors and walls with fire, and they will not disappear until they themselves are completely burned.

This is white phosphorus with added combustion aids.

One wave of the imperial army's shelling was white phosphorus, and the other was oxygen generators or other reactive agents. As long as the two shells hit the same point, everything could be ignited even in a vacuum.

It was certain that the Imperial Army no longer wanted Iserlohn, because this time they were not here to attack it, but to destroy it.All the people on Iserlohn may also be destroyed together.

This group of real devils, butchers, war criminals with no conscience, and psychopaths who don't want to die.

Countless people cursed the imperial army on the opposite side, and at the same time, the sober people realized that it was absolutely impossible for them to survive this battle by relying on defense and fortress artillery.

So soon, the Allied fleet braved the raging fire on the outer wall and under great psychological pressure, rushed out of the gate and rushed towards the imperial fleet that was leisurely parked in the distance to attack.

So it was time for Reoenthal's show.

This time he's taking on the role of a guardian - now that Midamea's fleet is in a state of porcelain, and fierce fighting could cause them to spontaneously combust - but he's actually fearless and loyal enough without it .

Commanding his own fleet very freely to turn the bow and leaning to one side smoothly, Reoenthal very smoothly and extremely accurately blocked the attacking Allied forces and the Mittermeier fleet.At the same time, the Mittermeier fleet easily moved in the opposite direction by virtue of its loose formation, easily staying away from the attack.

Moreover, the commander of the opposing fleet is not enough to compete with Luo Yantar.

Soon he was blasted back, so he wanted to use his tricks to pretend to be defeated and lure Luo Yantar to chase him, but as soon as he retreated, Luo Yantar retreated back to his original position and continued to guard what he should be guarding .

In this case, the Allied forces had no choice but to come up and try to attack him, so immediately Roenthal took the initiative to rush forward with better ship performance and stronger artillery capabilities, causing the Allied forces to suffer another heavy blow.

This kind of fighting is really tantamount to slow suicide.Soon, half of the Alliance fleet was consumed.

Finally, the fortress couldn't bear it anymore—they opened the huge jet port of Iserlohn, ignited the engine, and moved towards the direction of the imperial army, trying to bring them within the firing range of the main gun.

By this time, the incendiary bombs of the Mittermeier fleet were almost finished, and at the same time he was wondering if it was ready.He directed the wolves to move forward slowly, squeezed to the front of the team, and fired a cannonball at Iserlohn with a heat ray.

Then he succeeded.

The armored shell of the Iserlohn Fortress, which had been absolutely invincible for nearly 40 years and seemed impenetrable like a curse, was pierced by an ordinary heat ray.

Stormy cheers sounded on the communication channels of the Imperial Army.

Mittermeier ordered the last wave of incendiary shelling, and at the same time quickly retracted the fleet to change formation, rushed towards Iserlohn with full power, and rushed through the range before the fortress guns had time to complete the aiming and charging process and entered Bombarded blind spots, moving with the whole fort trying to target them again.They rushed all the way to attack its already brittle spherical surface, and the hard silver shell disintegrated wherever the gunfire went, and the liquid metal filled inside fell into the flames as soon as it overflowed, and burned and evaporated under the action of high temperature, boiling and flying to In the outer cosmic space, large expanses of diamond-like brilliant flashes spilled out, until finally the dark interior of the fortress shell was exposed.

Next is the process of dismantling.

Soon Roenthal also completely tore up the remaining fleet of the Allied Forces, and rushed over to join this crazy destruction.

All resistance was useless.The outer layer of the fortress has almost peeled off, and the former glory slowly fell into dead silence.

The battle was over in one day.

Before they had time to celebrate, the troops of Mittermeier and Raoenthal began to clean up the battlefield with all their strength, took in the survivors, and dragged Iserloon, who had been completely damaged from the inside out and lost his autonomous power, to the battlefield. to a position closer to the empire.

Then they waited patiently in place for several hours.When it was close to 5:[-], what they were waiting for finally appeared.

The sky fluctuated slightly, feeling like ripples.This ripple lasted for a few minutes, gradually changing from weak to strong.Light and shadow appeared in the center of the fluctuation, and then gradually opened and expanded like some kind of crack or opening, and strangely colored light spots and rays flowed out from the inside.

The whole world seemed to start shaking.

Mittermeier couldn't resist asking the fleet to retreat further, and Reoenthal did the same at about the same time.

And when the ships retreated in batches, the giant silver-gray sphere with 24 annular engines finally rushed through the gate of time and space majesticly, appearing with smoke and radiant energy that seemed to be visible to the naked eye In front of them, and stopped abruptly after continuing for a distance.

Soon everything stabilized.

The two commanders rushed over immediately, landed in the huge airport of Vulture City, rushed to the hall in a hurry, and saw the person sitting at the table as soon as they entered the door.

"Good afternoon, gentlemen. Congratulations to both of you for your achievements." He greeted them first, with a faint smile on his face, dressed in a military uniform with two medals, very simple, but still looked like a dream come true Or a long poem that walks.

The next step is nothing more than a brief report on the situation of the battle, but it is enough to give a rough idea, because there must be a detailed report to be sent later.

"Is the main gun still usable?" asked the emperor.

"Most of the parts are in good condition, you can try to repair them. But it doesn't make much sense anymore." Rosenthal answered him.

This sentence made the emperor nod his head.He himself doesn't like such extremely stupid things.Although it may still be useful, he prefers to leave it in history together with the impenetrable fortress that seems like a nightmare and should not exist at all.

Then he found Mittermeier looking at him.So he looked back at him: "What?"

Mittermeier's complexion was not good. If he was not facing the emperor, he might have already put on a straight face: "You followed the whole fortress to do the large Vap jump?"

Reinhardt understood what he meant, and for a moment he didn't know how to persuade him.

"It's just Vap, isn't it?" He said easily and nonchalantly, and Mittermeier looked at him resignedly, but the expression on his face showed that he had no intention of giving up his opinion.

At times like this, Reinhardt realizes once again that the world has been kind enough to him.

Standing up and putting his hands on Mittermeier's shoulders, he changed the subject shamelessly: "Go and invite your men. I brought some gifts from Odin, not only them, but every other soldier also has share."

Since the emperor opened his mouth, even if he had no such intention in the first place—in fact, it would be unreasonable not to celebrate—it is still necessary to celebrate temporarily, so then the kitchens of each ship were filled with dishes and beer, and of course it has turned into a universe. Rubbish people can't enjoy this.

While all the officers and soldiers had a rare time to relax, the search and inspection of the wreckage of Iserlohn has started rapidly.They found memory, communication equipment, and some encryption devices used by the Allied Army from the sphere that had been melted and deformed with holes, hidden fires and corpses everywhere, and filled with a strong smell of scorched human flesh.A large amount of data was destroyed, and the technical department began to try to restore them in full swing.

The emperor was satisfied with this.

Now that the passages on both sides have been completely opened up, it is just a matter of his mood to go to the alliance itself.And such things should not be delayed for a long time. Since the current momentum is in your favor, you might as well advance the development of things as soon as possible.

After dealing with all the things that should be dealt with, and finishing the entertainment with the officers, the emperor still habitually returned to Brenhill, which was parked in the airport of Vulture City, and planned to spend the night on it.

He knew it would be a good night's sleep.

When he was in the hall just now, he didn't feel any strange emotions at all, and all the communication with his subordinates was extremely smooth and peaceful.He was even able to find the place where the blood-soaked floor had been, and stand there peacefully.

So he knew that tonight would definitely be a good night's sleep.

Unexpectedly, 2 hours after he relaxed and fell asleep without any worries, Xiuteri knocked on his door again, telling him that there was a communication from Fei Sha.

The emperor had no choice but to get up, to gather his energy as soon as possible, and planned to wash up and change his clothes, but then Shutley's words made him give up grooming himself: this is Gilphiaes's communication.

He ran over in his pajamas and nightgown, because he thought something important had happened-the two of them usually communicate frequently, even if the purpose is business each time, it can be seen that the number of times they saw each other's faces was indeed barely enough The minimum that the emperor can bear, there is no need to squeeze out precious time to supplement in private.So logically speaking, the purpose of this communication should also be business.

But unexpectedly, this time it seemed that it was really not official business.

At the beginning, of course, they greeted and said hello according to the etiquette, but after Xiuteri went out, the other party put down his hands and looked at him without saying a word.

The emperor felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what to say.So the two of them stared at each other's images for a while.

Finally, the emperor couldn't bear it anymore.

"What happened?" He tentatively asked the other party, his tone very well-behaved.

"Nothing happened." Without any hesitation, the other party answered him like this.

The emperor showed a "then what are you doing" expression on the spot, but Gilfies was not afraid and just continued to look at him.

Fraser is almost on the other side of the world, so the quality of the images from here is a little bit poor.But after a while, Reinhardt could still see what seemed to be hiding under his calm face.

The emperor is not good at dealing with such situations.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but now he understood that it was necessary and responsible for him to find a way to ask the truth—but how?Orders definitely won't work, so do you want to coax him or something?

Completely unaware that he was actually quite good at that, the emperor really began to think about what is a more normal, appropriate, effective and relatively suitable way of acting like a baby for men, but then the other party opened his mouth.

"Please come here." Gilfies said, his voice sounded strangely restrained.

Reinhard didn't understand what this was going to do, but he still took two steps forward obediently.The other party looked at him intently for a while, and then asked very confusingly: "How are you doing recently?"

"...Very good. What's the matter? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

The other party did not answer him, but continued to ask: "Really?"

"Of course. You've been by my side a while ago, haven't you? I won't hide anything from you." The emperor started to defend himself for some reason, but he really didn't have any health problems, which can be confirmed even by naked eye observation.

So far, Gilfies can confirm that he is indeed healthy.And after confirming this point, Reinhardt felt that he seemed to relax, and the almost abnormal restraint just now dissipated almost immediately, allowing him to return to normal in a very short period of time.

"That's good." He nodded.

"That's good?" This time it was Reinhardt's turn to stare at him.

This expression made Gilfies laugh.

"your hair."

"kindness?"

"Is it because I told you to stay longer?"

Reinhard was a little taken aback, but immediately responded in surprise: "You remember?"

"No, I don't think of it."

This sentence caused Reinhard to look at him in surprise, but the other party felt that there was no need to talk any further.He straightened his back, pulled away the stance of the courtiers, and bowed to his monarch very politely: "I am very sorry to disturb you so late, Your Majesty. Actually, I can't express my thoughts completely and correctly now, so please Allow me to go down and sort it out for now, and I will explain it to you in detail when we meet——if you agree, I will be very grateful to you."

"……Can."

"Thank you very much, Your Majesty. Looking forward to seeing you again."

"It's the same for me." The emperor spoke the truth very sincerely.

But at this time, Gilfies suddenly showed an extremely natural, intimate, frank and sincere smile that seemed to only be used when they were young.

"Good night, then, Reinhardt," he said, before cutting off the communication.

Then the emperor stood in front of the communicator for about 5 minutes.

There won't be a good night's sleep tonight, and he knows he can afford to stay awake until wake-up time.