When Zhang Xin was surprised by the unexpected attack of the Buffett Empire, the atmosphere of Yueshanxing's outer space orbit was already solemn. Hundreds of beams of light in the void were gushing out from the majestic third shipbuilding base, bombarding several ships that were approaching quickly outside the zero-point one-day unit.

Some of them are owned weapons of the Third Shipbuilding Base, which are old and have weak power. Some of them are warships docked outside the Third Shipbuilding Base.

When Zhang Ming walked out of a gate made of all metal and wrapped in massive arcs, he saw this scene.

However, he didn't care much about the powerful enemy attacking from afar. Instead, he turned around and looked at the "door" behind him with an incredible look.

"I have also studied it for a long time, and it is speculated that it is related to its patterns."

The person talking next to him was the White Knight Al Wilun: "This is incredible, isn't it? We came here from thousands of light years away in just ten minutes. Unfortunately, this 'gate' cannot transmit fleets or anything, and it cannot allow humans to enter and exit freely. It must be an S-class like us to resist internal pressure. And the energy required to open this door requires all the electricity from five large nuclear fusion power stations - even if they are models seven thousand years ago, it is really exaggerated."

"But its strategic value is still unquestionable."

When the arc around the metal gate opened out again, Zhang Ming's eyes finally looked at the White Knight Al: "I think just this technology can bring trillions of federal funds to the Magnificent Group."

"Of course."

Al smiled slightly: "Scientists in the Earth Federation have had a headache for tens of thousands of years in order to establish a stable directional curvature channel. This is a promising technology. I think since the Shenwei Academy of Sciences can study it, there will always be a way to improve it in the future."

"Hope as you said."

A wry smile appeared on Zhang Ming's face. He thought to himself that this door had nothing to do with the Shenwei Academy of Sciences. His great nephew took out the finished product directly.

Just as they were talking, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the door, swallowing all the photoelectric around it. A violent flow of particles rushed to roll in all directions.

Fortunately, here is the outside of the third shipbuilding base. Although the particle flows blow the surrounding alloy armor to the point of being riddled with holes, they did not cause damage to the internal structure of the third shipbuilding base.

And the next moment, when the dark shadow that was hard to see in the naked eye disappeared, a young girl stepped out of the door.

The vacuum environment outside the door has no effect on this person at all.

After the woman appeared, she raised her eyebrows directly and communicated with the two people in front of her through her personal terminal.

"Can you introduce the situation here? What is the current situation of enemy and us?"

Al smiled, not disgusting at the arrogance that Shi Caiwei showed: "As you can see, there are five fast battleships opposite. On our side, the basic defense capabilities of the third shipbuilding base are still there. During this period, some powerful artillery have been installed, as well as a hundred frigate fleets including three battleships and three space carriers. Overall, our artillery fire intensity may not be able to sink the battleships opposite. Of course, the artillery on the opposite side is also helpless with our shipbuilding base."

"So the only one who decides the outcome of this attack is the mechas of both sides."

At this time, Lawrence Eville also came to the side of several people wearing a gray-white mecha.

"According to the intelligence we have collected, there are fifty to seventy A-level combatants on the opposite side, five to eight S-level alternative gods, and at least two 2s gods."

"It's pretty good-"

Shi Caiwei murmured: "I also want to know how many biochemical war beasts are prepared here? What are the combat targets?"

"One hundred A-level, twenty S-level!"

Lawrence Eville cracked the corners of his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "The Chairman's meaning is not to let them run back from a long distance, this is their burial place."

"Are you so prepared?"

Zhang Ming was still a little worried at first, but at this time he was stunned, and then he looked at the battleship opposite with a bit of pity.

"I can only say that they hit the gun. The third shipbuilding base was originally one of the most important nodes in the defense system prepared by His Majesty. With this as the center, it covers the surrounding 1,500 light-years and 79 administrative stars."

White Knight Al shook his head, and then he said frankly: "You two should prepare as soon as possible. Here are the special mechas prepared for you. Although they are not as good as the two of them's landlines' "Blood Rose" and "Mirror Emperor", their overall combat power will not be much different. All driving habits and characteristics are similar to those of Blood Rose and Mirror Emperor."

Zhang Ming nodded slightly. He was worried that he would not be able to exert all his combat power without the right mecha.

But it seems that the defense system formulated by Zhang Changzhi is far more comprehensive than he imagined.

"You've said so much nonsense and haven't told me where my landline is?"

Shi Caiwei licked the corners of her lips, and a scarlet luster flashed in her eyes: "I can't wait! I really want to make these preys into roses as soon as possible, it will definitely be a rare work of art."

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At the same time, in the mecha charging cabin of the battleship "Akasha", Buffett Empire's special general Bertram Morgan was also full of confidence and walked into his landline cockpit.

"Please wait for a while. It will take about three minutes for each unit to complete the preparation."

On a screen in the cockpit, a staff officer replied respectfully to Bertram. The latter frowned in dissatisfaction: "Is it going to take three minutes? It's too slow!"

The staff officer immediately gave a clear face and said, "But, General, this is the fastest speed. We have never stopped for a moment since the end of the curvature voyage."

After all, it only took ten minutes to reach this position.

"I'm not saying that your preparatory class has not done its best."

Bertram Morgan shook his head slightly: "It's just a small shipbuilding base. Even if you add the local patrol fleet, the number of warships will not exceed 200. There should be only about ten combatants above the A-level team. We really don't need to be so careful. Forget it, this is His Majesty's order after all--"

He sighed, then pressed a button. The next moment, his plane was pushed out of the battleship "Akash" by the push-fire device inside the battleship.

"I'll set out first! After you get all units ready, follow up as soon as possible."

After that, without waiting for the staff officer to persuade him, he cut off the communication directly.

At this moment, there were more than ten mechas outside the five fast battleships, including two comrades-in-arms who were the same special general class as him.

"You're so slow, Bertram!"

Just as Bertram Morgan left the battleship, a sharp laugh came from the combat channel.

"Did a shipbuilding base scare your black axe Bertram's courage?"
Chapter completed!