PS: This novel called "Hurricane in the Star Sea" is real, and of course it has not been published. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"This...

What appeared in front of Jiang Yucheng's eyes was neither some strange and unscientific existence, nor the collection of dead otaku such as games and figurines—but rows of notebooks of different sizes. Among them, there are 16-page workbooks for elementary school students, A4 paper-sized exercise books for junior high school students, and some black-skinned hard-shell notebooks. Judging from the degree of yellowing of the paper, these books should be quite old.

"Can I take a look at it?"

Since Yu Baochen showed these things to himself so ceremoniously, he probably wanted to let himself see them—but Jiang Yucheng was indeed curious about the contents of so many notebooks. Sure enough, Yu Baochen looked proud that the conspiracy had succeeded, and made a "please" gesture to Jiang Yucheng:

“DoZo・・・・・”

Jiang Yucheng took out one of the small open hard-shell books - I saw that on the spine of this book, a line of words was pasted with medical plaster: "Hurricane in the Star Sea - by Yu Baochen". This white patch also has the words on it.,It makes the book look like a real physical publication....

Jiang Yucheng frowned - he kind of understood what Yu Baochen wanted to express. This notebook is her answer: it is clear that this guy has been writing novels with pen and paper since the days before the Internet - and judging by the title, she still writes about space opera, which has always been regarded as a "forbidden area for online literature".

This kind of grand subject matter is extremely difficult for novices to control online literature, but it is very easy to write about it. Because of this, Dianniang's current sci-fi area is full of infinite pseudo-homo, post-apocalyptic zombies and "ancient martial arts mecha", which basically have no sci-fi flavor・・・・・・

Jiang Yucheng opened the book - only to see that it was a young blue and black pen with a young pen body. This should be something I used in elementary school! Because this thing is too troublesome to irrigate, and it is easy to leak, so when it comes to junior high school and high school, most people will change to a convenient and safe gel pen.

The words on the paper were a little too densely written, and Yu Baochen's handwriting was also a bit of a dragon and phoenix, and he couldn't make it clear, but Jiang Yucheng could still recognize them one by one, and he read them carefully from the beginning:

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"First, I don't know how many groups of enemies have appeared!" the detective staff member scolded.

Dong Wenxu ordered loudly: "Fire all the remaining torpedoes at the first fucking enemy I don't know how many!"

As soon as the order was issued, no torpedoes were fired from the "Zhu Zepei Garibaldi" -- Dong Wenxu remembered that he had already issued the same order five minutes ago, and now all the torpedo tubes of the assault detachment were empty.

Neoclassical economics holds that the value of a commodity depends on market demand, so that what is worth a lot in one place may not be worth a penny in others. As a Marxist, Dong Wenxu has always disdained these fallacies, but has been a staunch supporter of the labor theory of value - but now he is willing to make limited concessions, and if the exploiters replace the proper noun "value" in economics with the general concept of "value", he will raise his hands in favor.

Now for the assault detachments fighting in the meat pot, any heavy torpedo is far more precious than gold or even diamonds of equal weight. Just a few light-seconds away, at the fortress of "Defending the Socialist Regime", boxes and boxes of torpedoes were piled up in the warehouse, enough for the full 2nd Assault Detachment to fire 500,000 salvos, but Dong Wenxu did not need 500,000 salvos, and according to his estimates, the firepower of a maximum of 3 salvos would be enough to break through the remaining ships - but now he had no means to move any of the torpedoes needed for a salvo from the fortress to the battleship. It is said that during the siege of Leningrad, the inhabitants and even the Red Army units would gather their jewelry, watches, etc., and go to the black market to exchange what little food they had to survive. At present, the 200,000 remaining officers and men of the assault detachment very much hope to find such a black market for selling torpedoes in the chaotic battlefield, even if they want to trade all their personal property, but unfortunately their own torpedoes have long been fired, and without a little stock, the enemy is even more unlikely to sell torpedoes to the Red Navy.

Dong Wen continued to ask: "How many troops do the 13th Assault Brigade still have?!"

"Report! I am the acting captain and acting political commissar of the 13th Brigade, General Wang Feng!" An image trembling with exhaustion and excitement appeared on the constantly flickering screen, and his tone was full of optimism that did not match the content, "The 13th Assault Detachment still has 12 percent of its combat strength left, all the warships are damaged, and none of the seven standing committee members of the party committee of the detachment are left! All the commanders and fighters have high morale and are ready to accept any task at any time!"

"Okay!" Dong Wenxu's answer was so straightforward that it was not logical at all -- where is it good? The situation of the 13th detachment is obviously terrible! -- but at the Tiger Prison Star Pass, nothing can be inferred from common sense, "There is a wave of enemy ships that want to enter our assault queue diagonally, and we order you to immediately launch a counterattack on this batch of enemies, and they are not allowed to step into the route!"

"Understand! Resolutely complete the task!" Wang Fengjiang did not say anything more - maybe there was nothing to say!- and hung up the communication.

In today's battlefield environment, leaving the main force and the direction of the breakthrough, dragging the damaged hull that has been transferred off the front line of battle to the enemy, there is no other way but to destroy, but the time bought by this can give the task force a chance to deploy enough firepower to break those uninteresting stumbling blocks to pieces.

"As long as the sacrifice is meaningful, then don't be afraid of sacrifice!" This is what Admiral Jiang Yuan, the ancestor of the Red Navy Assault Fleet, said. However, Dong Wenxu could not help but be afraid of sacrifice, because the forces at hand were very limited, and once they were completely damaged, the breakthrough operation would be a complete failure, and the task force would definitely be wiped out.

However, the commanders and fighters of the 13th Assault Brigade were very relaxed. Wang Feng will take the lead in singing "Datong Song":

"This is the last struggle! unite until tomorrow・・・・・・!"

Hearing the singing on the radio, Dong Wenxu couldn't help but think that his struggle was far from over. Indeed, by tomorrow, the battle will definitely end, and the outcome of the war will be decided. But today's sunset is nowhere to be seen, let alone tomorrow's sunrise.

"Where the hell have we broken through・・・・・・" Dong Wenxu thought impatiently, "Starlight navigation fails, and the inertial log meter is not accurate enough・・・・・・ if we continue to toss like this・・・・・・"

Just when Dong Wenxu was distressed about the next battle, in the communication channel, the singing of General Wang Feng and the commanders and fighters came to an abrupt end.

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"The small book is used before elementary school and the second year of junior high school, the brown paper cover is after the second year of junior high school, and the cardboard cover is for those who went to high school..." Jiang Yucheng questioned the age of these notebooks, and Yu Baochen was noticed before he could open his mouth - she gave this explanation.

No wonder this guy has obviously never been exposed to online literature, but he is like a skilled veteran pointing out himself -- she had already "entered the pit" more than ten years ago! Jiang Yucheng took out a few books at random and found that they were all different novels -- the themes were martial arts, magic, and campus・・・・・ but more of them were the same series of interstellar warfare military science fiction novels, that is, "Hurricane in the Star Sea."

"By the way, how much have you written?" Jiang Yucheng asked as he flipped through the pages.

"Ah, not much. Yu Baochen said casually, "It's probably 500W." ”