Chapter 1237: Halo Wars (6)

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Arcturian star domain, near the mass repeater.
The flagship battle group of the Third Fleet is preparing to jump through this huge celestial body.
This battle group is composed of one battleship, five cruisers, 20 destroyers and nearly a hundred frigates, and its flagship is the battleship "Karachi" of General Gritham.
The total size of the Third Fleet is naturally ten times this number, but the passage of this flagship battle group alone has caused the transportation department to be in a mess for a while. If all of them are assembled, the transportation of the Arcturus Galaxy will be temporarily paralyzed.
"Hey, it's nothing to me," Cicero murmured in the driver's seat, "but this boat is really good."
The Dunkirk is a medium-sized frigate with a nuclear carrying capacity of 50 people, a length of 117 meters and a width of 35 meters. She has a mass effect main gun and 40 point defense cannons. It carries twelve combat drones. A "Scorpio" main battle tank, four "Graytip Shark" infantry vehicles and six escape boats can basically deal with all situations from space to ground warfare.
"You must be lazy in the culture class, Cesar," Conna on the side answered: "When the entire fleet passes through the mass repeater, you must hand over the control of the ship to the flagship to maintain'integrity', otherwise you You will be thrown out of the'Mass Effect Channel' halfway, and you don't know where to fly."
"Hey, that's what the flagship commander only needs to know. Our frigate and destroyer pilots daily fight against ships of the same level to see who can hit whose PP first." Cicero pretended to do so. Made a twisting motion.
"[The pilot who doesn't want to drive the Dreadnought is not a good pilot.]" Anderson's communication came from the microphone next to him.
Because his position is captain, he can't wander around like Conna, he can only stay on the bridge very sadly.
"I really don't want to open that thing," Cicero looked at the closer Mass Effect repeater: "Did you know? A qualified pilot can dodge more than 65% of any attack on the frigate. The destroyer, Cruiser, the bigger the ship, the smaller the chance. When it comes to battleships, it only has a poor 5%. As for the dreadnoughts, tsk tsk, that kind of bulky thing can only expect the enemy to miss."
"This is the meaning of the existence of small ships, absorbing damage for heavy firepower ships with super high evasion," Conna said: "However, all the current data is based on our own. If the stars have technology that we cannot understand, their tactics need to be updated and adapted."
"Tsk tusk, I really want to meet aliens. Will they look like ET, Octopus or Master Yoda?" Cicero said some well-known images.
Hum!
When Conna was about to discuss this, the frigate's hull shook slightly and adjusted its flight attitude.
The entire fleet is lined up neatly at this moment, like a school of fish in the sea or a school of pigeons in the sky. In the next second, a blazing blue light bursts out of the mass effect repeater, and the bright blue will all the battle group. The battleship lights up instantly, and in the next second, they all turned into elongated afterimages and disappeared from the front of the Arcturus mass repeater.
"Well, I usually go on the road on a single boat, so it looks spectacular."
Cicero commented while chewing on the bubble gum in his mouth.
In the mass effect channel, the up and down, left and right are flying by, turning into a series of light traces of distant stars, and the front and rear are neatly arranged, regardless of the size of the ship, the relative speed of each other is zero.
"Let's go, let's go to the Sergeant Chief, the mission briefing should be unlocked." Kang Na patted him on the shoulder.
"Huh? We are about to arrive in the next galaxy, but you are taking the pilot away?" Cicero looked at Conna in surprise, spit out a bubble, and then bit it himself.
"Even if you arrive in the next galaxy, there is no chance for you to do it," Conna pointed to the crew members who had left their jobs behind the cockpit: "The fleet will maintain its current attitude until the destination galaxy will return control."
"Huh?" The unlearned pilot looked confused.
"If it is in a state where battles may occur at any time, the fleet can't do so, but so far there has not been something that only exists in expectations," Conna patted his shoulder again: "Before arriving at the destination We will be notified of the penultimate hop."
"How can a serious frigate pilot look at the rules of the movement of the big fleet?" He uttered a harsh word, then got up and followed Conna to the captain's room.

The entire Dunkirk is roughly divided into five floors, the captain’s room, the bridge deck, the battle deck, the living deck, and the warehouse maintenance deck. Although the captain’s room is a single floor, it is only a single floor of less than 20 square meters. Human room only.
"This is our destination,'Reach'," Anderson projected a star map on the wall of the captain's room: "It is also the limit range for the Second Fleet to explore, and the Third Fleet will start from there. Keep exploring outward."
"Then what needs to be kept secret about this matter? You have to enter the Mass Effect channel to unblock it." Cicero asked incomprehensibly.
"Because we are likely to encounter aliens there," Anderson zoomed in and then zoomed in on the target galaxy: "The reason why the Second Fleet returned from here is precisely because they discovered this."
When the projection screen finally freezes, what appears there is a strange mass effect repeater. Although its shape is also a key shape, the flashing lightning on the "grip" is an unknown red.
"All the mass effect repeaters we found in the past are all bidirectionally connected. Through analysis, the specific location of the other end can be known. However, this red repeater is completely unable to analyze the situation on the opposite side. Therefore, experts believe that it is very It may be one-way." Anderson projected some unclear documents.
"Or, the opposite side is blocked by the ‘alien’." Conna added.
"Therefore, the mission of the flagship battle group of the Third Fleet this time is actually to investigate the unknown galaxy and to be ready for battle at any time." Anderson concluded.
"It's great," Cicero looked at the star map: "I can't wait to fight the aliens, but...why is the flagship battle group dispatched directly? What about detection and testing?"
"About this--" Anderson shrugged and called up a video.
The person in the video is General Jon Grisham who gave a speech at the Naval Academy before. At this time, he seems to be in a conference room, blowing a beard and staring, with a full-bodied appearance.
"[What reconnaissance fleet to send!]" The old general said angrily: "[If you encounter aliens, do you expect those little dolls to determine whether to fight or to negotiate? Let me take the flagship battle group directly over! What can I do? Back!]"
"Wow~ I like this old man." Cicero blew another bubble.
"Me too." Conna continued.