In the next month, Fisher's strike fleet ran around half the galaxy like the cavalry of ancient nomads. If there was danger, they would jump and run in hyperspace. If there was no danger, they would honestly enter the jump point. As for fuel and ammunition, Fisher's sub space was stuffed with a large number of energy pillars to build a time-space bridge, If you need anything, open a door to the earth for supply.

"Sir, a new group of rotation personnel has also been in place! The other destroyer Tigris has been towed back! "

In the bridge of the strike cruiser hope, the temporary flagship, just took time to go back to the earth, had a good sleep, took a hot spring massage package, and even enjoyed a wave of French dinner plus two kilograms of burning knife. Fisher is checking the temporary report of his action.

Tens of thousands of missiles have been consumed, and thousands of railgun shells have been fired. As for the focus core and energy lens damaged by overload when the cluster laser gun is fired, there are more. Even because of long-term overload combat, dozens of combat personnel have been reduced. Fortunately, most of them are skin injuries and psychological injuries, The most serious one was that he hit his head on a fixed gun in the gun Gallery due to dozing. He needed to go back to the hospital for three weeks.

However, atlas has also reaped a lot. These dozen warships have brought him tens of thousands of skilled crew, and with the rotation, this number is still expanding. After all, it is not always possible to have the opportunity to engage in such ultra long-range cruise raids. In addition, there are pirates or mineral rich but ownerless resource planets on the road, He put a flag first and accepted it.

There are also those pirates. Because some bases of the dark church are in that three no matter area, Atlas also worked as a part-time bounty hunter along the way. He killed a lot of people along the way and harvested a lot of star coins, credit points, and all kinds of precious goods that pirates can't sell, such as a princess from a certain country and a beautiful queen of a certain civilization. Of course, This kind of thing fisher can't touch. It was all done by Nick Frey. The princess and queen liked it, so they gave them three weeks of dry food for the ship. As for other slaves such as scientists and soldiers, they gave a set of ideological steel seals, and then became a member of the glorious Hydra cosmic fleet. If they couldn't do anything, Just find a livable planet to kick down and open up an innovative civilization.

"OK, take another stronghold and we'll go home and warm the Kang with our wife and children!"

Thinking of the fragrant secretary and nvxia on the big bed at home, Fisher unconsciously planted several flags for himself.

When the boss did so, his soldiers naturally followed suit one by one. Some took out photos of their wives and kissed them endlessly, others took out precious gems they got from their work, planned to propose when they went back, and many young people shouted that they would go back for a blind date when they had earned enough military pay.

In a word, the fleet planted an unknown number of flags all the way, and Fisher felt his eyelids jump.

Then, just out of hyperspace, the fleet collided with mieba's Temple 2.

"First level combat readiness!"

In fact, one minute before leaving hyperspace, the psionic feedback made Fisher sit uneasy, and when the huge black star ship filled the porthole of the whole bridge, Fisher couldn't stand it immediately.

"Launch the battle formation, order the first squadron to release the electronic smoke screen, all main guns begin to charge, and the shield energy is concentrated in the front!"

Fisher is a little flustered at the moment. Temple 2 is not something like cats and dogs he met before. Although it was abandoned by Captain Marvel alone in the film, the problem is that you may not be able to withstand the high-speed impact of iron head baby on another planet, so it can't say what ship is weak. As the base camp of anti hegemony, Temple 2 is not only a fierce warship, It can also carry many large landing ships and space warships, as well as a large number of marine troops.

Mieba didn't expect such a coincidence. He didn't calculate his fortune when he could squat down to Fisher, but he used the stupidest way. He scattered all the combat troops at hand and defended the targets that hadn't been attacked separately. As soon as his front foot arrived, Fisher on his back foot drilled out of hyperspace.

"It's them!" After a few seconds of confusion, mieba reacted. He also heard about the other party's strange way of moving. He didn't take the jumping point and ran straight out of thin air. Even he was very jealous, but it didn't matter. Kill everyone. It's not too late for him to study that thing again.

"Contact them. I want to see who my opponent is!" Mieba ordered.

His men took orders and sent communications directly to the entire atlas fleet.

"Sir, the other side is contacting us!"

On the hope, the communications officer looked at Fisher, who nodded and said.

"Don't answer yet!" After that, Fisher turned out a bully hood he had made casually before, put it on himself, and then threw other bertman clown hoods to the others on the bridge.

"All right, connect!"

"I..." seeing the screen flash, mieba is preparing to introduce yourself and tell the other party that you are dead. Now mieba is in a good mood. You can choose a way to die, and then you see a small self appear on the screen.

“…………”

"Hang it up!" After looking at each other for three seconds, mieba waved his hand. Well, he won't give the other party the chance to choose the way of death. He wants to crush the poor imitator alive!

"Call our fleet and attack, attack!"

The huge temple II began to turn slowly. At the same time, the huge warship opened countless armor plates up and down, large and small. All kinds of gunboats and spacecraft poured out, then turned around and rushed to the expanding atlas fleet.

"Dance zone!"

Fisher returned to his captain's position and made sure that the command system was intact, so he gave his second order.

"The second team retreats 3000 kilometers, then releases the electronic smoke screen, and all cruisers shoot freely. The target is the combat ships separated from the enemy's flagship. The first team is ready for air defense. Everyone, the enemy we are going to face is extremely ferocious, but even if Satan comes today, I will pout his two wings!"

"Roger, this is the John Wharton (victory)! We are firing! "

………………

The dark starry sky was illuminated again at this moment. The shadow of the ship, the giant guns and missiles collided fiercely at this moment.