Luo Bu'er's concert was held on the flagship of the Ninth Fleet.

The soldiers and soldiers in other frigates changed their guards for various reasons, hoping to come to the flagship to witness the style of the queen of the music industry, but only a few soldiers who could get the audience tickets, so most of the subordinates of the Ninth Fleet open the screen and watch the live broadcast on the flagship.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Luo Bu'er came to the singing stage and sang the first song.

Commander-in-chief Li Lu was sitting on the chair in the command room, looking at the live broadcast scene from the entertainment room through the large screen of the command room, seeing his subordinates, all of whom were full of enthusiasm, Li Lu smiled on her face. Unexpectedly, Luo Bu'er's joining would make her subordinates, who were originally full of melancholy about the frontline battle, forget their worries and their morale was shocked.

At this moment, the communication officer of the flagship command room suspended the live broadcast of the live concert and reported to Li Lu: "No, no, the commander-in-chief, the front-line battlefield was urgently reported. Ling Yue's Fifth Fleet was attacking the Eighth Fleet of the Empire at this time, and the Eighth Fleet sent us an emergency help."

"What? Report the positions of each enemy and our fleet immediately, issue a first-level combat alarm, and all personnel return to the combat post and stop the concert." Li Lu heard it, her expression tightened. Ling Yue's fleet was the most powerful fleet on Mars now. Unexpectedly, her troops had just left the earth, and the first battle was to confront the fleet she commanded.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, our Ninth Fleet is still about twenty minutes away from the location of the Eighth Fleet of the Empire if it is as fast as possible. Other friendly fleets are far away from the Eighth Fleet of the Empire. At this time, they have received emergency signals, but it will take at least one hour to get there." The interstellar map reporter replied.

"Captain, if we go to rescue now, with Ling Yue's ability, we may also get in. We should move towards the Eighth Fleet at a normal speed." After hearing the map reporter's words, the adjutant next to Li Lu persuaded Li Lu.

Ling Yue's demonic command ability, these empire commanders knew that if they fought against Ling Yue with one-on-one strength, they would definitely be destroyed. Although the Eighth Fleet was the main fleet of the empire, it can be said that they had already stepped into the coffin when they encountered Ling Yue's fleet alone.

Now the Ninth Fleet is going to rescue, and it is likely that it will arrive at the rescue site in twenty minutes. It is not facing friendly troops that need to be rescued, but Ling Yue's ambush. With the combat effectiveness just formed by the Ninth Fleet, it is impossible to defeat the fleet led by Ling Yue.

"The Ninth Fleet immediately rushed to the location where the Eighth Fleet was located to rescue him." Li Lu gritted her teeth and said.

"But, Commander-in-Chief--" The adjutant beside Li Lu wanted to continue to persuade him.

"Needless to say, I know the result, but have you thought about it? If we were besieged by the Mars fleet today and sent a distress signal, the rescue troops deliberately slowed down their rescue due to fear of death, what would you think? Rescue, you must save. Even if this is the last battle of the Ninth Fleet, I must go for friendly forces. Some battles are something that soldiers cannot escape." Li Lu said to his generals.

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Luo Bu'er was holding a personal concert in the flagship entertainment room. Suddenly the music stopped and the flash also stopped. Then the lights started, and a level one combat alarm sounded. At the same time, the voice of the correspondent was heard from the alarm: "All units, all units, pay attention. This ship will fight the Fifth Fleet of the Mars Rebels in twenty minutes. All personnel are required to return to the combat post------"

The war is about to start. So soon, Xia Ge, who was pushing a wheelchair with Feng Xiner and Du Jia, listening to Luo Bu'er singing, was also shocked by the alarm. Isn't the Fifth Fleet of Mars the fleet commanded by Ling Yue?

Xia Ge was surprised that the Ninth Fleet was going to fight with the warship commanded by Ling Yue.

Xia Ge knew the combat capabilities of the Ninth Fleet, which had just been formed for a month. Even though Li Lu was talented in fleet command, the Ninth Fleet, which had more than half a recruit, was definitely not the opponent of the Fifth Fleet with the most elite combat power in Mars.

"Brother, is the war going to start? Are you fighting with the fleet commanded by Sister Ling Yue? Can we fight?" Feng Xiner, who was sitting in a wheelchair in front of Xia Ge, heard the alarm, turned around and asked Xia Ge several questions.

"Brother, I'm sending you back to the house first. I don't know much about the specific deployment of the troops. Don't worry, you will never have any trouble with your brother." Xia Ge replied. He had already thought about it. If the war really starts later, if the Ninth Fleet is in a weak position, he will fly the fighter plane and take Feng Xiner and others to escape first.

Xia Ge is still very confident in his driving ability. He believes that as long as he does not rush towards the enemy's main warship, in a large-scale space melee, it should be no problem to fly a small fighter plane and escape secretly.

After saying that, Xia Ge pushed the wheelchair and pushed the injured Feng Xiner back to her residence.

Luo Bu'er and Du Jia were also guarding Feng Xin'er's side at this time. Xia Ge said to the three of them: "The war may start later, don't walk around, just stay in this room. If there is danger, I will take you away. I will contact Li Lu first to see the situation." After that, Xia Ge walked out of the room, came to the corner, and called Li Lu's mobile phone number.

"Captain Li Lu, I am Feng Wushuang, I want to ask you to do me a favor." Xia Ge said.

"Feng Wushuang, I'm sorry, I'm very busy now, so I can only tell you a long story short. I have sent someone to pick up Luo Bu'er and the other two, and will temporarily put them in the lifesaving pole. They are not soldiers of the Ninth Fleet and do not need to face the upcoming battle, but you can't escape, do you know?" Li Lu's voice came from the other side of the phone. Obviously, Li Lu had already noticed the reason why Feng Wushuang called her.

"Okay, thank you." Shagg replied.

Two minutes later, the soldiers who came to pick up Luo Buer and others came.

"Brother, go to the moon with us." Feng Xin'er said worriedly to Xia Ge when she knew that the war was about to start.

"You go to the moon to wait for your brother first, I will come back safely. Sister, your concert is not over yet. When I return to the moon, I must listen to you finish singing the songs you performed today." Xia Ge said goodbye to the three of them. Unexpectedly, the first battle of the Ninth Fleet was a battle of life and death. For the safety of Feng Xiner and others, Captain Li Lu could only send the three of them out of the Ninth Fleet.

"No, brother won't leave, I won't leave, I won't leave, I won't leave if I beat me to death, I won't leave, I will stay here." Feng Xin'er suddenly pressed the stop button of the wheelchair, turned the wheelchair, and said solemnly to Feng Wushuang.

"Sister is obedient, so that is safe."

"No, I decided to stay in the flagship. Brother, I have always listened to you before, but I won't listen this time. I know that the enemy the Ninth Fleet faces this time is very powerful. The Ninth Fleet will die for a lifetime. I don't want to lose my brother. I will die together. I will never go to the moon this time. I will stay in the Ninth Fleet." Feng Xiner said firmly to Xia Ge.

"Feng Yat-tou is so good. I won't leave. I will stay here to accompany my brother."
Chapter completed!