The Emperor’s Angel of Death

"My lord, this is the red pirate signal from the edge of the star."

Marco reported that, as the technical director, he was also eligible to participate in the combat meeting hosted by Ain Glaspel.

Upon hearing this news, the fleet commander of the Black Legion was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"Are they still nearby? This is interesting, where is the Empire?"

"The remote surveyor is scanning more than 30 ships moored in the high orbit of the Starry Sky. The thermal response of the reactors and sensors shows that the battleship and the heavy transport ship are mixed together."

Klanon the Ruthless leaned his hands on the shiny metal edges, and a faint sneer passed over his mouth.

"Does it need to use equipment? You can see it with your eyes."

"The eyes can't be so precise."

Hearing these words, the leader of the Brotherhood of Steel, ‘Cold Steel’ Kapac Tari shook his head.

He was a soldier who served in the late period of the Great Expedition. His eyes were silver, and his smoky-grey lenses were deeply embedded in the scarred eye sockets. During the Battle of Farr, he was severely injured by sharp debris from the explosion of the cabin. It caused severe nerve damage and turned his face into a cold, mysterious mask, but he never cared, only proud of the scars he left during his service.

After receiving solidarity, Marco continued his report.

"....... We also detected an unusually huge reactor signal, consistent with Dark Angel's megalithic fortress."

Ain Glaspel nodded.

"A terrible thing, but it has passed its heyday, I just didn't expect the dark angels to open their lair out, and they would lose so badly before."

Then he looked seriously at the hologram above the table and the data updated in real time.

The platoon star is in the center of the hologram, small red icons dotted the world, and the new battle group of the Black Legion is approaching, marking the size and location of enemy ships in orbit.

Several of these symbols are particularly obvious, mainly the megalithic fortress of the dark angel, the eternal loyalty of the astral knight, and the bright heart of the white temple, while other icons are classified according to their size and reactor emissions.

At present, the map shows that no less than 10 cruisers are moored at the Paishan Star, surrounded by 10 other transport ships, and there are also double-digit small warships patrolling outside.

Heller Renault stood on the left of Ain Glaspel, barely concealing the worry on his face.

There is no doubt that the enemy has twice the number of capital ships. Although for now, the Black Legion still enjoys unexpected advantages, no one can say how long this situation will last.

Not just him, the whole dim hall is full of tension and anxiety——

In fact, most of the members of the Black Legion had lost their confidence because of their previous failures. If the reinforcements hadn't arrived, they would have slipped away a long time ago.

Afterwards, Heller Renault focused on tactics, trying to put his ominous feelings aside.

"My lord, the number of enemies exceeds us."

Ain Glaspel squinted at each other, sarcastically said:

"I can do calculations in my head, brother, I think I can count to thirty by myself."

Heller Reynolds twisted his shoulders uncomfortably.

"Yes, of course, I'm not trying to attack the obvious, I'm just curious about your strategy—"

"Don't be nervous, brother."

Ain Glaspel chuckled and patted Heller on the shoulder.

"I got you."

He pointed to the fleet group above the platoon star.

"Our mission is not to defeat them. Even an Oglin knows that this is impossible. We can't even bite the boulder, let alone other warships."

With that said, he turned his head and glanced at Klanon.

"We just need to send reinforcements to the ground."

Klanon snorted and said hoarsely:

"Isn't the other side an idiot, will it make you swagger onto the track."

"So we have to count on it."

Ain Glaspel pointed to an unobvious weak signal near the planet.

That is the fleet of the Red Pirates.

"I'm curious."

Kapac Tari suddenly spoke:

"How did they avoid being discovered at such a close distance?"

"What is the name of the leader of the Red Pirate this time, I don't remember, but that guy has two psionic brushes, and there are a group of thousand wizards under his hands."

"wizard."

Klanon sipped directly to the ground.

"It's all disgusting stuff."

"Anyway, their methods are very useful to us, that's it."

With that, he clicked on the control panel.

"This is the battle plan. I also sent it to the Red Pirates. According to the plan, we have a high probability of being able to—"

As he was talking, the bridge alarm sounded suddenly.

"My lord! They found us. The patrol fleet has approached and is preparing to engage. With the current course and speed, the contact time is forty-five minutes."

Marco straightened up, his hands clasped behind his back.

"My lord, what's your order?"

They have opened their bows and have no turning back arrows, but now they are still some distance away from the Platoon Star. The battle group still has time and ability to withdraw from the galaxy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If they choose to move on, they will be irretrievably put into battle.

Ain Glaspel did not hesitate.

"Execute the attack plan, send out signals, and maintain speed. Once the patrol is in range, we will immediately engage in combat. We will launch the first strike. The Red Pirates are waiting for instructions."

Marko bowed to Ain Glaspel, turned around, and issued a series of orders to the commander.

Ain Glaspel turned his attention back to the hologram, and after looking at it for a while, he turned his head and said to Crannon:

"Man, you have to prepare for the orbital landing. I expect we will pass the low orbit of the arrogant star in three hours."

"I see."

Klanon finished speaking and began to communicate orders through his channel.

At this time, the image above the collector was updated again, this time depicting the approximate locations of the three patrol squadrons.

In front of them, the three squadrons were displayed in bright red, slowly turning into a rough crescent-shaped formation, facing the oncoming black legion fleet, like a pair of embracing arms.

The numerical data in two colors of blue and red describe the change of the distance, heading and speed of the two armies with the steady increase of speed.

Ain Glaspel carefully studied these luminous data particles, his arms crossed, his expression remote and deep.

Suddenly, Heller Reynolds saw a ghostly smile flashing across the fleet commander's face, and he felt uneasy.

At that moment, he wanted to know what the picture was portrayed in the other person's mind, because he knew this guy too well, everything was good, but sometimes it was easy to overconfidence!

But now he can't do much, he can only pray that the dark power can protect them this time.

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