Chapter 698

The defense system of the earth's solar system, inside the orbit of Saturn, the earth's Starfleet after World War I is breathing nervously, just like a boxer who has just come down from the ring, his whole body is injured and exhausted.

"According to the report, 70% of the energy replenishment has been completed, but most warships have suffered serious losses. Many repair work takes a long time. I'm afraid it's difficult to complete it before the fire!"

"According to the report, the ammunition reserves of each ship are insufficient. Only electromagnetic railguns and laser weapons can still be put into use. The missiles have been basically exhausted..."

"It is reported that the fleet hospital is overcrowded. At present, it is unable to receive new patients..."

The war reports beat the chief officer's eardrum. He put his finger on his mouth and made a "Shh" gesture to the serviceman who came to report: "the marshal is resting. Don't disturb him..."

Anyway, knowing or not, these problems can not be solved at the moment. The sixth master has commanded more than ten hours of fighting. I'm afraid he doesn't have much time to rest just lying down.

General Francis, the deputy commander in chief of the six fleets, is a gentle French. He has been a minister of the tactical Department of the local military academy for ten years. He is a military scholar. However, his character is too soft and gentle compared with the sixth master Bai Zimo. Sensibility is his biggest weakness.

LV Fang once made an accurate evaluation of general Francis. He is a strategic expert, but he is not suitable for on-the-spot command. He is like a sketch of super weapons. He looks very sharp, but in practice, he needs the help of a decisive person to completely stimulate his potential ability.

The calm and rational sixth master may be the one who can make a decision at a critical time.

General Francis gently pushed open the door of the lounge to see if the sixth master was asleep, but he saw Bai Zimo sitting alone on the sofa and staring at the green tea in the tea bowl in front of him.

He went in, silently closed the door and stood behind the sixth master Bai Zimo.

"Francis, why didn't you have a rest?" the sixth master asked without looking back.

"Sixth master, do you know it's me?" general Francis is only 44 years old this year. Compared with sixth master, he is much younger and energetic.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you are the only one who can take such a brisk step. You always seem to be afraid of disturbing others. You're a little too polite..." the sixth master smiled.

Francis smiled awkwardly, walked around the sofa to the front and sat at the side of the sixth master.

"Xiao Fu..." the sixth master simply used a more Chinese title. It didn't seem like he wanted to talk about military affairs. "Do you have any relatives in your family?"

Francis was surprised. He thought that the sixth master would talk to him about how to fight the next war, but unexpectedly, the sixth master and himself had a family relationship.

"Well, there is also the mother. The child is old and is not around now. It is said that he is committed to an environmental protection organization on earth. I don't know what he is doing."

"Oh... How old is Gao Tang this year?" the sixth master smiled kindly.

Francis smiled: "over seventy, it's seventy years old!"

"Oh, ha ha, I'm still very young. In the land, I can only be regarded as middle-aged at 70 or 80..." the sixth master took up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Francis. Francis suddenly found that the sixth master's hand was a little trembling.

"Sixth master, you......" he asked nervously.

"Oh... Hehe, it's all right. Just got the news that my daughter died on the front line!" Bai Zimo answered lightly.

"Ah?" Francis was startled. "Marshal... Why didn't you mention that your daughter is also in the local Starfleet?"

"Ha ha, there's nothing to say. She has always had a bad relationship with me. She is a very competitive person. Maybe it's because she grew up with the Starfleet since I was a child. She likes space warships very much. Her dream is to become an excellent battlefield commander, and my identity is there. She feels that she lives in my shadow everywhere..."

"That's why you didn't tell anyone about her and wanted her to develop alone in the fleet..." Francis immediately understood, "you didn't take care of her in the war and put her in the front line..."

The sixth Master seemed to be a lot older. He leaned weakly on the sofa, moved the corners of his mouth a few times, and showed a tired look: "yes, I probably forgot, maybe I didn't deliberately want to think about it. I just focused on the war. I'm incompetent as a father!"

With that, a muddy old tear of the sixth master fell, and Francis's heart seemed to be held by someone. He felt difficult to breathe for a moment. It seemed that the sixth master had only such a daughter and was his only relative in the world!

"Sixth master, please forgive me..." Francis didn't know what to say.

Bai Zimo sighed: "Alas... It has fulfilled her wish. After all, her job is to fight on the battlefield and wrap up the body. That's the honor of a general!"

"Hmm..." Francis quietly held the tea bowl in his hand and looked at the quiet tea rippling in the afterwaves. He was not a taste in his heart.

"Xiao Fu... What do you think of the next battle?" the sixth master suddenly asked.

Francis sat straight in his position, which is his habit for many years. He never indulged himself. When he heard the sixth master ask, he bit his lips and slowly said, "I think Saturn can provide us with some help!"

"Oh? Did you guess that I was going to use the Sky Patrol defense network?" the sixth Master seemed to have forgotten the pain of losing his daughter in a moment. When he mentioned the battlefield, he immediately changed to a serious look.

"I'm afraid we only have a few heavy artillery bases on Saturn's satellite... However, as fire support, we only have less than five Titan bases. In addition, when they were established, they were just for precaution, and there was no substantive plan to put them into the battlefield, mainly due to Saturn's orbit and the relative position of the satellite, We can't control them. After all, they are not our warships. They can fight wherever they want... "

"You're right, that's why I said, we need time to wait for Saturn and its satellites to enter a favorable position for our army, and then fight the blood moon man for the last time!"

"But the sixth master... It seems a little difficult to destroy the blood moon man by relying on the satellite cannon. After all, in addition to the poor mobility, the energy level of Saturn cannon is not enough to cause some interference to the enemy fleet, but I'm afraid the equivalent is far from enough to destroy the blood moon ship by relying on the power of man-made cannon... After all, the volume of a blood moon ship is very small One size of the moon... "

The wrinkles on Bai Zimo's face slowly unfolded, but he didn't smile. He sighed: "it depends on our luck..."