In the battleship bridge, Lin Lin stood in the center with a serious face, and standing next to him was the real commander of the fleet: Bian Zhuo.
The bridge was silent at this time, and everyone was waiting for Lin Lin's order.
"Bian Zhuo." Lin Lin looked at Bian Zhuo aside.
"I'm here, what order does Mr. Lin need to give?" Bian Zhuo looked at Lin Lin doubtfully.
Lin Lin shook his head gently. It was fine if he was asked to go to the front line to fight, but it would be a bit too difficult for him to command the fleet in battle. Lin Lin had only seen a little bit of leading troops in battles in movies.
You can’t bring what’s in the movie into reality, right? Lin Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head. If he really tried to apply the strategies in the movie, it would probably take less than three days for his fleet to be completely defeated.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Lin Lin decided to hand over the battlefield command completely to Bian Zhuo. In terms of marching and fighting, Bian Zhuo was an experienced commander, far superior to Lin Lin.
"There is no order, I only have one task to give you." Lin Lin said calmly.
"Mr. Lin, please tell me, even if Bian is asked to go up a mountain of swords and into a sea of fire, I will definitely be able to do it." Bian Zhuo patted his chest solemnly. 33
"I'm going to hand over the command of the fleet to you, and all your orders don't need to go through me."
"It's easy to say, isn't it just to hand over the command to me? Isn't this easy? Bian is...ah?!" Bian Zhuo was talking, and then he noticed what Lin Lin said, and he was suddenly stunned. .
Did I hear it wrong? Does this Mr. Lin mean to hand over the command of the entire fleet to me? And it's a full takeover?
"Mr. Lin, give me the command, isn't that a bit wrong?" Bian Zhuo hesitated. Since the fleet was first established, he has been the deputy commander of the fleet, assisting the commander-in-chief in fighting, but he has never done it himself. Served as commander-in-chief.
Bian Zhuo believed that he was not qualified to be the commander-in-chief of a fleet, let alone lead the fleet to go head-to-head with the Valant tribe.
Although with the support of Cheng Xue's huge financial resources, the combat effectiveness of this fleet is not inferior to that of the Varante tribe, Bian Zhuo is still not confident that he can lead the fleet to defeat the Varante tribe's fleet.
Lin Lin glanced at Bian Zhuo, why is this guy making such a fuss? Didn’t you just say that you can climb mountains of swords and descend into seas of fire? Why should I regret it now?
Thinking of this, Lin Lin frowned, no! I must not let Bian Zhuo regret it. I must leave him the position of commander-in-chief. Even if you, Bian Zhuo, are no longer good, you will not be no better than a clueless guy like me, right?
In fact, Lin Lin could understand Bian Zhuo's hesitation. After all, the Valant tribe is a race that has ruled the Valant galaxy for a long time. For ordinary people, there is a natural pressure.
But understanding is understanding, if you Bian Zhuo can't do it, wouldn't I be even less capable?
"Bian Zhuo, you have to calm down. What if the opponent is the fleet of the Valant tribe? They are human beings. Aren't our soldiers human beings? I believe you can do it. Moreover, this is Order." Lin Lin smiled and patted Bian Zhuo on the shoulder.
"But I..." Bian Zhuo smiled bitterly, what else could he do? Lin Lindu clearly said that this was an order.
"I believe you, come on." Lin Lin patted Bian Zhuo's shoulder again, then raised his legs to leave.
Just as he was about to leave, Lin Lin turned around and said, "I am also among the soldiers you can command."
After saying that, Lin Lin left, leaving only Bian Zhuo with a helpless look on his face.
At the same time as the bridge door closed, applause burst out. Everyone was congratulating Bian Zhuo, congratulating him for finally coming through and finally being recognized as the commander-in-chief of this fleet.
Everyone in the bridge was happy that Bian Zhuo had successfully taken over, but Bian Zhuo was the only one with a sad face.
What the hell is this? Why should I say so confidently that any order is acceptable? Why can't I leave a way out for myself? This time it was good, my own road was blocked, and there was no place to cry even if I wanted to.
At this moment, Bian Zhuo suddenly missed Cheng Xue. Every time the fleet had a combat mission, Cheng Xue would personally lead the troops in combat. There was never such a thing as letting Bian Zhuo command the fleet.
Bian Zhuo was not saying that Lin Lin was not good, but that Lin Lin was so good that he could hand over the command of the fleet.
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Lin Lin naturally heard the applause erupting from the bridge, but he didn't think much about it.
"Bian Zhuo is quite loved by everyone. It seems that there is really nothing wrong with my choice." Lin Lin couldn't help but praise his own vision.
In fact, Lin Lin originally wanted to ask Lin Linshi to send him back to the galaxy and take over Commander Liu as the temporary commander. That was Lin Lin's first choice.
But no matter how Lin Lin called Lin Linshi, the guy just seemed cold and had no response at all, let alone sending Lin Lin back to the galaxy to pick up Commander Liu.
In desperation, Lin Lincai chose to hand over the position of commander-in-chief to Bian Zhuo.
Not having a suitable partner is one thing, but more importantly, Lin Lin considers that Bian Zhuo has been the deputy commander for many years. Even if he hasn't fully learned Cheng Xue's commanding methods, he can still have a 60-70% success rate, right?
As long as there are 60 to 70%, there is no problem at all. Lin Lin has received the news from Fried. The war in the Trier galaxy is coming to an end. It won't take long to wipe out all the remaining members of the Trier clan. Kill them, and then they can come to the Valante Galaxy to support Lin Lin and the others.
According to Fried's estimation, it will only take three days at most for the rebels to completely eliminate the high-end power of the Trier fleet, and then have enough power to support the Valante system.
Even if the seven days needed to travel are included, the total is only ten days. Lin Lin does not believe that under Bian Zhuo's command, the fleet cannot survive even ten days.
The only problem at present is the gap between the Galaxy-class mechas between the two sides. In addition to the existing Galaxy-class mechas in the fleet, Lin Lin only has three Galaxy-class mechas in total, while the Valant tribe has There are five Galaxy-level mechas.
In a three-on-five battle, the advantage is definitely with the Valant tribe, but fortunately, the Galaxy-class mechas do not win with large numbers, so there is no need to worry too much.
"System, war is so difficult." Lin Lin rubbed his head. It turned out that he was not suitable to think about such complicated matters. The most important thing for Lin Lin to do was to follow the road to the end.
The system did not respond to Lin Lin because he didn't know how to reply. He couldn't be allowed to command the fleet, right?
Seeing that the system ignored him, Lin Lin snorted uninterestedly and walked to the observation terrace of the battleship.
"Mr. Lin." Higgins was watching the stars on the observation terrace at this time. When he saw Lin Lin arriving, he quickly stood up.
"Mr. Higgins, there's no need to be so polite to me, just treat me as a friend." Lin Lin waved his hand.
Later, Lin Lin sat across from Higgins and asked, "Mr. Higgins, are you afraid?"
"Afraid?" Higgins didn't understand what Lin Lin meant. He looked at Lin Lin doubtfully and asked, "Why are you afraid?"
"You may die in the next battle." Lin Lin looked at Higgins seriously.
Hearing this, Higgins did not answer Lin Lin immediately, but stood up and pointed to the universe outside.
Lin Lin was curious, what was Higgins doing pointing at the universe? Does this have anything to do with the question he asked?
"Mr. Lin, do you think the universe is big?" Higgins looked at Lin Lin seriously.
Is the universe big?
For Lin Lin, the universe is not big, because he has seen countless parallel universes with the help of Haotian, and their Hualong Universe is not that big among the countless parallel universes, and is even smaller. of that category.
Seeing that Lin Lin didn't answer for a long time, Higgins smiled and said, "The universe is very big, isn't it?"
Lin Lin nodded. For him now, Hualong Universe is indeed very big. At least he couldn't visit every corner of Hualong Universe by himself.
"The universe is so big, who can guarantee that he will not die?" Higgins smiled and continued: "You just asked me if I was afraid. I really want to pretend that I am not afraid of death, but I can't. .”
"Honestly, I am also afraid of death, especially after becoming a Galaxy-level pilot. I treat every battle as the last battle because I don't know if I can survive that battle. I'm lucky. , I survived, and I have survived until now." Higgins showed a relaxed smile on his face.
"What do you mean?" Lin Lin frowned. He seemed to understand what Higgins meant, but not that much.
"I mean, since the future is uncertain, why not enjoy the present? As long as I treat every battle as the last battle, and if I die, I will die. There is nothing to regret. At least I have enjoyed it."
"But what if he's not dead?" Lin Lin asked curiously.
"Not dead?" Higgins chuckled: "If I'm lucky enough not to die, wouldn't it be better? I can continue to enjoy life and face the next battle where I may or may not die."
After speaking, Higgins took out a bottle of expensive wine from his empty stack of beads like a magic trick, and poured a glass each for himself and Lin Lin.
"Cheers to life." Higgins raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.
"For life." Lin Lin also smiled. He finally understood what Higgins meant.
Since you can't be sure of the future, it's better to indulge in the present.
Lin Lin envied Higgins's mentality, at least he couldn't do it himself, because he still had a lot to do, such as the Assassos that was approaching the dragon universe.
Originally, Lin Lin thought that after becoming a spiral-arm pilot, he would no longer have to worry about Assassos, but when he actually reached this stage, Lin Lin realized that he was wrong, and he was completely wrong.
After becoming a spiral-arm pilot, Lin Lin realized how powerful Assassos was. The reason why he was able to escape from Assassos was not because Assassos was not strong enough, but because Assassos wanted to use Lin Lin's strength. As a beacon, determine the location of Hualong Universe, and then rush all the way to swallow the entire universe.
Lin Lin estimated that even the Galaxy Mecha was probably no match for Assassos, because of the sense of oppression that Assassos brought to him was at least five times that of the Galaxy Mecha.
Of course, it is also possible that because of Lin Linshi, Lin Lin had a wrong estimate of the strength of the Galaxy Mecha. After all, every time Lin Linshi and the Galaxy Mecha appeared together, the Galaxy Mecha was always beaten by Lin Linshi. The one who was beaten before death.
Maybe it was because of this that Lin Lin thought that the Galaxy Mecha was not that powerful.
"Mr. Lin, let me answer your question now. Of course I am afraid of death, but what I am more afraid of is not being able to enjoy life." Higgins laughed and then left the observation terrace.
"Can't you enjoy life?" Lin Lin murmured, and then he also laughed.
After drinking all the wine in the glass, Lin Lin looked out the window with a smile, thinking back to Higgins's words.
Lin Lin suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had not calmed down and had a good rest for a long time. Even when he was on the starship, he was still thinking about the war.
After sitting in a chair and thinking for a while, Lin Lin made a decision. After the war with the Valant tribe is over, he will take his family back to Earth to rest for a while, unless the Milky Way is destroyed by others. Otherwise, Lin Lin would never show up.
Some people died, but not completely...
