Chapter 1582 Safe Landing
No, don't you think it's a bit useless for you to say this at this time?
President Keith Nicita stopped twitching, looked at his wife's face, and said solemnly: "Dear madam, you know, I am just a child born in an ordinary family. According to current terms, I am also a child. I am a topic writer..."
"Isn't (your) father a multinational trader? Although the scale is not large, it is not an ordinary family." The president's wife smiled.
"At least I don't understand the real rules of upper class society! Where did I break the taboo? I can change it." The president said with a grimace.
"You, stop thinking so wildly." The president's wife shook her head helplessly: "If I were to tell you now that there is no ruling family in the alliance, it would probably seem a bit hypocritical. However, you should at least believe that there is an alliance like this. , No one can cover the sky with one hand, and no one will take the risk to do such a terrible thing.”
So, why did you specifically remind me? Why do you think I would think this way?
Obviously, President Nishita smiled stiffly, with a look like "I don't know much about books, don't lie to me." Mrs. Melalie was instantly angry.
"Darling, we have slept in the same bed for twenty years. You don't believe me?"
"...You, you misunderstood. My dear, I am just insecure. Wuwu, an insecure middle-aged man, Wuwuwu, there is nothing more insecure than a seriously injured middle-aged man. . Madam, my lady, please, have mercy!”
Mrs. Melalie sighed. The reason why this guy was able to soak himself up back then was because he had a figure that could seamlessly blend soft and hard, right?
Of course she knew that her husband was pretending to be stupid again, but she really didn't have time to continue to pester him now, so she just waved her hand and summoned an automatic powered stretcher. Her telekinesis was like an invisible big hand, steadily supporting her husband to lie down on him. Her movements were gentle and meticulous throughout, and she was a model of a good wife.
"Or over there at the shelter?" Mrs. Melalie asked patiently, as if "the husband is the wife." She did remember that there was a medical cabin in the president's exclusive rescue cabin, which could solve the urgent need.
Do I really want to stay in the rescue pod with this woman? President Nishita couldn't help but ask himself, but he answered without hesitation: "It's a refuge. My dear, you have to be with me. We have to be together no matter what."
"Okay, okay, let's stay together." The president's wife responded in a coaxing voice while pushing the powered stretcher on the road. She seemed to have made up her mind and would do her best to escort her husband to a safe place.
However, before the battle between husband and wife could begin, they encountered their own rescue team at the corner of Area D.
It was a stormtrooper coming from the escort cruiser. There were nearly a company of marines, and they also brought specialized medical soldiers and first aid robots. Now, even if Mrs. Melalie withdraws her psychic powers, President Nishita should be able to continue them.
Of course, what really impressed Mrs. Melalie was that her husband clearly had only one breath left and was crying in embarrassment just now, but when he saw his subordinates appearing, he still forced himself to His condition cheered up a bit.
"Thank you for your hard work." The president forced out an exasperated smile.
This smile seemed to use up all his energy, but it also really moved these Marines to the point of bursting into laughter. The soldiers just felt that even though the president was seriously injured, he still didn't forget to greet us little soldiers, so it was really worth dying for him.
The medics injected the president with repair factors and painkillers without side effects, and the latter's spirit immediately became brighter. Then, everyone decided to protect the president and his wife and set up defenses near the passage of the shelter, waiting for further news.
Anyway, if you really encounter a problem, you can immediately hide in the rescue cabin and get up.
Only at this time did President Nishita really believe that he should have been renewed. My destiny will not end for a while.
Soon, his terminal quickly restored communication. This is one of our own soldiers who found the communication jammer set up by the attackers inside the Blue Princess.
Three minutes later, Yang Mingzhao and Killian also arrived at the scene.
Mr. President looked at the Secretary-General who was covered in dust and still covered with blood, and knew that the other party must have gone through a hard battle. He also knew that if Yang Mingzhao had not taken the initiative to stay behind and stop the troll psyker, he would have been in danger just now. But despite this, he still felt an evil fire.
Why didn't you arrive first? My mother-in-law really scared me to death just now!
However, he could never say such words, so he could only complain: "Mingzhao! Mingzhao! How late!"
We didn't want to be late, but it was wartime after all, so how could we guarantee that everything would go as planned? Killian felt that the other party was simply making trouble unreasonably.
However, considering that Mr. President was shot after all, it is understandable to feel a little sad.
Moreover, what is the other sentence? Oh... By the way, the so-called stars are actually the same as little fairies, they all need to be coaxed. In some systems, politicians may be the biggest stars.
Killian glanced at his senior brother out of the corner of his eye, but saw that the other man was completely indifferent and pulled him to bend down and apologize. He remains an impeccable elitist bureaucrat.
"Anyway, we finally feel a little relieved to see you in good health. This is really the blessing of the spirit of the universe!"
Later, he seriously stated to Mr. President that he actually brought two pieces of good news. The first one is about the battle situation on the bridge. The bridge defenders withstood the most enemy attacks. Although they suffered heavy casualties, they still fought to the death under the command of Colonel Myron and persisted until reinforcements arrived. With the cooperation of friendly forces attacking from the front and back, they successfully wounded most of the attackers. More importantly, the enemy troll psykers were left behind.
To be precise, when the Myshandar troll found that he could not win or break out, he immediately dropped his weapons and surrendered. He was so decisive that he didn't look like a plunderer at all, but more like a professional soldier with professional training.
"So, surrender?"
"Yes, Colonel Myron is asking about his identity,"
But again, a troll? A psyker again? Isn't this the same as the one we just met?
"So, how many psykers have come up?" President Nishita couldn't help but ask.
"There are a total of seven enemy psykers that can be determined. Two trolls, one bearded demon..."
"Isn't this a predator?" The president's eyes widened.
"There are two more humans, a Nediadragon and a Quafi." Killian added.
"What a diversity." Mrs. Melalie added with a smile.
Yang Mingzhao also said: "We are also examining the bodies of other attackers, and they are of all races. The weapons and mechas they used were also modified according to their own requirements, and are not mass-produced standard equipment."
"That is to say..."
"Neither predators nor alliance, but an unidentified mercenary group." Mrs. Melalie added with a smile.
As for the second good news, the rescue fleet has arrived. That is the real Sixth Patrol Fleet of the Alliance's Grand High Seas Fleet. They even arrived much faster than the Iron Army's fleet.
"In other words, the fleet we just talked to, that Major General Hall, is fake?" President Nishita felt that he might have discovered a blind spot.
"No, the Major General Hall who is talking to you is real, and the Sixth Patrol Fleet is also real. However, the one that attacked us is not the one we talked to."
President Nishita really feels that his brain is a little weak now. This is probably due to excessive blood loss and insufficient sugar in the brain. No, the medical soldiers have already started to put an IV on the president and start blood transfusions.
Ten minutes later, the loyal guards who gathered around Mr. President soon exceeded a battalion. Arriving at the same time, of course, there was more good news.
For example, the enemies in the medical cabin, the most important part of the ship, have been largely eliminated. The exchange of fire between the two sides finally did not cause much damage, and the seriously injured Mr. President was able to receive top-notch treatment immediately.
In fact, at this time, the attackers already knew that they could no longer achieve any results and began to retreat.
However, they had just evacuated to their own ship, and they had to bear the wrath of the "real" Alliance fleet that had just arrived.
The Alliance's Sixth Patrol Squadron led by Major General Hall did not even say hello, but moved to the most suitable attack gun position at maximum charging speed.
The violent but precise bombardment hit the side of the neutron-star cruiser. The melt rays that penetrated the interior of the battleship may have ignited some vital parts, causing it to be plunged into an explosion of flames that was enough to completely collapse the hull.
However, the Blue Princess, which was very close at hand, was not affected.
Taking into account the distance between the two ships, this round of shelling by the alliance was already a bit like a sniper blowing off the kidnapper's head without hurting the hostage.
The rest of the predator ships were probably frightened, and they scattered into birds and beasts and fled in all directions. However, considering that the support fleets coming from all directions have blocked all the jump channels in this galaxy, they are destined to become prey.
Everyone on the Celeste Princess is safe.
However, when the preliminary casualty statistics came in, even those who were lucky to have escaped could not laugh anymore.
Colonel Myron, the security director, was the mainstay in the defensive battle, which was fine. However, the captain was injured, the first officer was killed, and the casualty rate of the bridge crew still reached 40%.
In addition, the reinforcements also confirmed the death of Marshal Aylwin, former Minister of Military Order and Special Military Advisor to the Presidential Palace.