Central breakthrough, behind the scenes

Task Force 101's flagship, in the officer's lounge.

Adams and Eide were sitting while the other members of both sides stood behind them.

Adams was not idle at the moment. He was commanding his adjutant through the communication device.

"Commander, the fleet that has lost control has begun to move. They are rushing towards the human fleet. What should we do?"

"You control the remaining fleet and just watch from there. Commander Lin Fan said that he will take care of those battleships."

"This? Okay! "

"Commander Adams, you don't seem to be worried that our fleet will be defeated at all."

"Of course, I have confirmed Commander Lin Fan's eyes. He is not an ordinary person. Although the rebel army has more than 300 battleships, the composition of the battleships is messy and there is no unified command. I believe that Commander Lin Fan will not have to pay a high price to defeat them."

"That's rare. You actually believe in us humans so much."

"Hehe, I have never been wrong about people. Let's chat here for a while and listen to my adjutant's live broadcast of the battlefield!"

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On the side of Task Force 101, there were 11 mechas at the highest speed, shuttling through the complicated asteroid cluster.

As for the mecha chasing after them, they had long been left in the dust. After all, these 11 mecha were at least elite level pilots. In such a complicated environment, it was not easy to shake off a few mecha.

"Okay, you can relax a little. We have shaken them off."

Lin Fan looked at Liang Xue who was sitting on his lap and hugging him.

Although Lin Fan admitted that it was very comfortable to be hugged by a girl with a hot body, the position was still a little embarrassing.

"You really don't remember what you said to me 11 years ago?"

Liang Xue's voice came into his ears. Lin Fan was stunned.

Did Liang Xue and he know each other in the past? 11 years ago?

Lin Fan smiled bitterly. He really didn't have any memories. After all, Lin Fan didn't inherit the memories of the body's original owner like in novels.

This reminded Lin Fan of when he had just transmigrated ten years ago. In a moment of desperation, no matter who it was, they all said that they had amnesia and couldn't remember anything. Even if the doctor checked that there was no problem, Lin Fan didn't change his words and insisted that he had amnesia to get away with it.

Eleven years ago, that was one year before he transmigrated. No wonder he didn't have any memories of Liang Xue.

"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. Maybe you don't know, but ten years ago, I injured my head in an accident and lost all my memory. So, I don't remember anything before I was nine years old!"

"Swoosh …" Liang Xue suddenly raised her head that was buried in Lin Fan's shoulder. She widened her eyes and looked at Lin Fan in disbelief!

"Amnesia?"

"Yes!"

"That means, you're not pretending not to know me because of that vixen from the Military Academy?"

"Uh, about my amnesia, I believe your father should know about it. Why don't you ask him? And from what you said, it seems like we knew each other when we were young? "

Lin Fan directly avoided the word "vixen" that Liang Xue said. He was smart enough to know that Liang Xue was definitely talking about Emma.

But the key point was, what was the relationship between him and Liang Xue when they were young? What did he say that made her remember it until now?

Could it be that the original owner of this body fell in love when he was eight years old?

At the same time, Liang Xue was actually quite confused. Amnesia? Could it be that I've been misunderstanding all this time?

No, I have to confirm this with that bastard's father when I get back.

"We're here!"

Liang Xue, who was in the midst of her imagination, heard Lin Fan's words and turned to look in front of the Mech.

Sure enough, they could already see Task Force 101 flying over from the right. They should be able to rendezvous just in time.

Of course, with the eleven elite pilots including Lin Fan, they would definitely not miss the rendezvous point. All of them returned to the battleship smoothly.

"Well, I'm going to open the cockpit. Although it's quite comfortable to be hugged by you, be careful of your image. There are many people in the hangar."

"You haven't confirmed whether what you said is true or not. I'll ask when we get back."

Liang Xue snorted and let go of Lin Fan's hand and stood up.

However, Lin Fan noticed that Liang Xue's face had turned red under the helmet. This was the first time Lin Fan had seen it. If it wasn't for the fact that the timing wasn't right, he would have taken a picture of it.

After getting off the plane, Lin Fan did not bother to change his clothes. He immediately put on the pilot's uniform and ran to the bridge. Liang Xue immediately followed.

"Report the situation!"

Lin Fan shouted as soon as he entered the bridge. He quickly walked to his seat.

"Report, they'll be in range in one minute."

"Okay, notify all battlecruisers. Our primary targets are the two enemy battlecruisers."

"Roger!"

At this moment, Liang Xue was already standing beside Lin Fan. She took over the chief tactician's words and began relaying Lin Fan's orders.

Private matters were private matters. She could slowly figure it out when she got back, but for now, she had to fulfill her duties as an adjutant!

Lin Fan glanced at Liang Xue. He did not say anything and quickly opened the captain's virtual tactical interface.

The two sides were getting closer and closer. Soon, they would reach the red line of the firing range.

"Fire!"

Tens of seconds later, when she saw Lin Fan enter the firing range, she did not hesitate to give the order.

At the same time, the Ochs rebel fleet also began their attack.

The difference was that Task Force 101's design was very targeted. The nine battlecruisers at the front would directly attack the two enemy battlecruisers.

On the other hand, the Ochs rebel fleet would each take care of their own. Lin Fan instantly understood that the rebel fleet was most likely being commanded by a layman.

Indeed, Lin Fan had guessed correctly. The one currently commanding the rebel fleet was a trusted aide of the crown prince. He was usually better at scheming than anyone else, but his command of the fleet … To be honest, he was not even as good as Doron, who was an armchair strategist.

Since Oakes' rebel fleet only had two main battleships, their firepower was severely lacking. After all, the battlecruiser's defense was extremely tough. Normal frigates and destroyers wouldn't be able to do much damage to it. At most, they would be able to injure it, but it was impossible to sink it in a short period of time.

Both sides advanced while enduring the enemy's cannon fire. After three rounds of cannon fire, the two battlecruisers at the front of the rebel fleet were completely destroyed.

Then, Task Force 101 was like a sharp knife, stabbing into the Ochs rebel fleet's formation.

At this time, the Ochs rebel fleet had lost two battlecruisers, five cruisers, eighteen destroyers, two motherships, and thirty-five frigates.

Task Force 101, on the other hand, had lost one cruiser, one destroyer, and three frigates.

Only a few battlecruisers at the front suffered light damage, but it did not affect the rest of the battle.

"Commander, we've penetrated the enemy's formation."

"Mm, spread out the fleet to the left and right behind them and turn around in an arc."

"Yes, sir!"

At this moment, the rebel fleet was in chaos. The commander was dead, and the main battlecruisers were gone. Now, only the crew was left. Many of the battlecruisers had been forcefully taken over by the rebel fleet after the captain was killed.

Therefore, the entire rebel fleet did not know what to do. However, just as the rebel fleet was hesitating, Task Force 101 had already spread out to the left and right, forming a semicircle behind the rebel fleet.

When the rebel fleet reacted and wanted to counterattack, sorry, it was already too late. Their current formation could only be broken by Task Force 101.

"What a great tactic to break through from the center and spread out from behind. Beautiful! Completely exploiting the rebel fleet's fatal weakness of having too few main battlecruisers. "

In the lounge, Adams was not stingy with his praise.