The Silver Alliance Speaker's nails nearly dug into his flesh, staring fixedly at the images in the imager. As the dazzling light ignited the void, successive flashes instantly transformed into an overwhelming tide, too numerous to count.

The First Fleet Commander viciously threw a punch into the air, "Beautifully blown up."

This explosion signaled heavy casualties for the enemy forces. From the Second Fleet to the Fifteenth Fleet, this was all of Rekart's armed forces. The commanders constantly shared intelligence through the Sky Network and discovered that humanity's unexpected tactics were completely effective; at least their slowed speed indicates they are being restrained by humans.

A delightful victory report echoed in the ears of officers and soldiers, and in an instant, Space Fleet soldiers knew this unexpected news!

Perhaps we have underestimated ourselves and overestimated alien races. This civilization is not as fearsome as humans imagined.

The Valan leader smiled and immediately issued a command to support the vanguard forces in the name of the allied army, and requested Mecha Battle Emperor Mansfield to be on standby, ready to attack at any time.

As a pillar of the twelve stars, Mansfield is the most typical representative. Whether in close combat, long-range, restraint, or suppression, he can do them all perfectly. Upon receiving the order, he did not hesitate, put on his clothes, poured half a bottle of water over his head, and then directly entered the Mecha, ready to depart at any time.

The other forces watching also couldn't sit still. This battle isn't just about the survival of humanity; it's also a self-test, proof of strength, and crucial for post-war resource allocation.

Rekart had already noticed the ambitions of various countries. Admiral Ivan of the First Fleet was the first to charge forward, quickly issuing orders for the fleet to accelerate and for the entire army to attack.

Major General Angela and Simony exchanged glances, and their thoughts were unspoken.

Especially Angela, who was sneering... Hmph, Rekart's entire mechanical self-destruct force is indeed quite breezy. Thanks to them for setting a good precedent; just as two forces issued commands simultaneously, the two Federation representatives involved in this action also issued an order at this moment for the Sky Eagle Fleet to set sail immediately.

Simony felt it was somewhat reckless. Though it's a good omen, could it be too hasty? Should they wait a bit longer? But regardless, even as a national leader, they cannot interfere with frontline soldiers in combat; they understand warfare better.

Zhang Xiaobo simultaneously received the order to prepare for the attack. He was first startled, and his mind immediately sprang a word: What a joke? Where are we now to dare such a reckless assault? I still want my life.

However, the images transmitted from the battlefield show that human forces indeed gained a huge advantage in the first engagement. The allied forces undoubtedly used seventh-generation nuclear fissure technology, and numerous alien civilization troops were immediately wiped out. Yet, for some reason, Zhang Xiaobo's heart felt increasingly uneasy; his vigilance towards danger was always accurate. But, military orders are like mountains, and he's just a soldier, even if he doesn't want to go up, he must grit his teeth and push forward.

The Haier Brothers and Dovir also had solemn expressions, but since there was an order, they prepared for departure.

Dovir said, "Fat brother, Haier, we carry out the original plan."

"Hey, you don't need to remind me of this. When it comes to cherishing life, no one understands it better than me."

"This isn't a question about cherishing life or not." Younger Haier was all pressure and said, "Our existence is too special. Not unless absolutely necessary... Hey!" He didn't finish the sentence, deeply sighed, feeling the Federation's actions were indeed too early.

Sadi, Diya, Hell's Gate, Bergheide, the fleet formed by nations worldwide showed unparalleled confidence at this moment. Humanity wouldn't fail, nor did they have any reason to fail in this battle.

With fleets from various countries setting sail one after another, the vast universe seemed to be suddenly marked by God's ink, composed of tens of thousands of battleships. As countless points of light suddenly lit up, accelerated, and then extinguished, the epic massive fleet charged towards the other side... the place humanity is about to conquer.

"Rekart Feiyu Fleet, full acceleration at 22, enter special preparedness status, preparedness status countdown... Ten, nine, eight, three, two..."

"Pross royal family squad one, full-speed forward switch, attack adjustment switch, red alert switch, execution time thirty seconds, twenty-nine seconds, twenty-eight seconds..."

"Atlan Federation Sky Eagle Fleet set sail, the entire army in positions, bow formation ready, countdown ready..."

Every human carrier constantly broadcasts the absolute orders issued by the commanders. At this moment, the Human Alliance is like a pack of wolves armed to the teeth, charging fiercely towards the third-type civilization.

Soldiers were unsure of whether they were nervous, excited, or agitated, or feeling some other emotion. Many of them were working and tremblingly holding cigarettes while awaiting the latest orders from the commander, as if this was the only way to relax their emotions while being on posts and fully focused, anticipating further instructions from the commander.

Time seemed to lose meaning. They forgot when the fleet accelerated or when it began to decelerate, but everyone knew the fleet was now in the deceleration phase. This indicates that humanity's soldiers, except for the vanguard troops and cannon fodder, were finally going to have their first engagement with the third-type civilization, a collision that could potentially rewrite history.

Listening to the successive victory reports in their ears, the officers and soldiers on the fleet were relieved for a moment because they heard a huge piece of good news: the alien civilization's vanguard fleet didn't remain under humanity's seventh-generation nuclear strikes, transforming entirely into space debris. This news is incredibly exhilarating.

And the emotions of the officers and soldiers in the major fleets were also elevated after receiving this joyous news.

At this time, someone extinguished the cigarette butt, someone was spirited, and the warriors deciding to do a major action were full of energy, only waiting for the commander's orders. They would take out their weapons and give alien races invading their homeland a fatal blow.

However, a minute passed, then two minutes, three minutes... The anticipated result didn't play out before their eyes; instead, there was silence. Normally, upon entering the firing range, the first sound they should hear was destroying the target. But since the deceleration phase ended, the soldiers hadn't received any orders from the commander.

The mighty fleet of humans reached a cosmic chaos area with no explosive remnants nearby, no trace of the third-type civilization, nor any previous encountered scenes. Everything around seemed to have changed unknowingly, as if what they just saw and heard was nothing but an illusion...

The Valan fleet first initiated communication. Speaking was Fleet Commander Bell. "Are the aliens gone?"

"Yes." Rekart's Supreme Commander responded, his words barely said, a sudden explosion shook from the other side...

"Damn it, we can't see the enemy!"

Human fleets were attacked by weapons from nowhere, as if they were in a folded space array's center.

"Retaliate, retaliate!" Rekart Commander did not continue the call and immediately issued a counterattack order.

"Captain, we can't scan anything."

"Fire! As long as it's not aimed at allied directions, shoot fiercely."

"Yes, sir."

Raindrop-like rays scattered like shooting stars across the sky, crazy output of firepower in all directions. The human fleet's retaliatory strike did not receive any feedback; followed by countless explosions head-on.

When that white light was seen approaching Rekart's main carrier, it was all too late. The ship slowly disintegrated like a candle flame in the wind and dissipated in the deep space of the universe...

Rekart's highest Speaker stared at everything happening before him, speechless for a moment...

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