The rapid artillery array fires a deadly and dense line of fire, and the characteristic tactical shells easily tear through the carapace of the creatures. Every battleship that broke into the enemy line was surrounded by a circle of blood, which was the wreckage of a destroyed biochemical battleship.

According to the instructions of the headquarters, the combat ships that urgently set up a rapid artillery array were transferred, ignoring the large biochemical combat ships with large size and thick carapace, and concentrated all the attack power on the biochemical combat ships that gathered around them like a swarm.

The real killer of the Berlandians is the Combat Subhumans, as long as these combat boats are killed, the Men will be eliminated before they can exert their strength, this is the plan of the Command. There is nothing surprising about the plan itself, and the strategy used is similar to that of the Manking, but in order to let the battleship penetrate deep into the enemy line and kill as many biochemical combat ships as possible at once, the preliminary preparations and the tactical arrangements for the first half of the battle should be carefully planned.

With the roll of the hull, a halo of light is formed around the ship, tearing apart everything that enters the range of small combat boats. Watching the biochemical combat boats that should be difficult to shoot down turn into blood mist one by one, my hanging heart relaxed, the arrangement of the headquarters was successful, just by killing such an enemy attack ship at one time, the number of people killed was more than 50,000, even the Branders, who had an extreme advantage in numbers, could not ignore such damage.

The battlefield lasted for 16 hours, and the enemy ship groups that crossed the huge river of fire began to detour one after another or jump directly back to the river of fire to retreat. The surviving combat boats used their speed to break away from contact with our assault ship group. A large number of large enemy ships blocked the course pursued by our ship group.

As the flagship gave the order to return, our group began to retreat with full of combat exploits and fatigue.

The cosmic battlefield is still lively, the Branders are still firing plasma cannons at our fleet, and our long-range firepower is focused on the enemy ships that choose to retreat from the River of Fire.

It wasn't a decisive victory, but it was a slight tactical victory since I joined the army, and I have a good chance of winning further victories through such a victory. I suspect that not only Saturn's theater of operations, but also Jupiter, Neptune, the asteroid belt, and the Kuiper belt are going on in the same thing. As long as there are similar victories in each of the war zones, I am sure that the Branders will be hurt, and it would be great if they canceled their plans of aggression as a result.

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"What! Stop the attack and wait for the outcome of the negotiations! Did the old men of the gang of sub-headquarters have their heads squeezed by the door? ”

Bogu's scolding at the fleet-level video conference seemed very appropriate even to me, a person with an extremely biased force field.

Now that the enemy is temporarily frustrated, if we continue to attack before they have adjusted their deployment in time, it is likely that the enemy fleet will be forced to withdraw. That is, it can knock the enemy away. However, it seems that after gaining the advantage, they have the conditions for peace, but this also wastes the best opportunity to defeat the enemy, not to mention, after the Brand's fleet has a chance to breathe, will they really agree to retreat?

"Unfortunately, I have submitted your opinion to the council in the name of the military department, and as for how the council will decide, it is really not something that the command can control."

General Kramer was still expressionless, but from his tone, he could feel the helplessness factor.

The history of mankind has long proven how many wars have the advantage at the beginning, but because of the inopportune halt to advance and miss the opportunity, and finally end in defeat, my level cannot affect the overall situation, I can only pray that things do not really go in the worst direction.

The videoconference ended in loneliness, and at about 5 o'clock on January 12, 4024 AD, both sides of the Saturn system battle retreated at the same time, achieving a temporary ceasefire.

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"This is tantamount to whimsy, the Branders will not negotiate, it should be said that from the history of the Wolf system fighting them, the Branders have been involved in the end of the war because of negotiations. The Provisional Government is playing with fire. ”

Kiana was a little emotional, and she stood up, trying to convince us with practical examples that negotiations and impossibility of success.

I motioned for her to sit down, "It's a pity that this is only a meeting at the detachment level, and on top of that, there are also theater level and army level, and there is also a meeting at the overall level of the provisional government. As far as I know, Commander Kramer is already fighting for us. ”

"Humph! Fought for, as far as his face was straight all day long, and the staff around him who seemed to be clones of him, he was a mute who couldn't hold a fart for a long time, and those who could convince the parliament and the government were weird. ”

Harding scolded directly. His inappropriate words were naturally met with angry eyes from Verelli, but a bastard like Harding, who was not afraid of the threat in his eyes, immediately glared back with a more righteous and imposing appearance than Verrell, as if Verelli had scolded his father.

We were in the bridge conference room of the Wanwang, and all the colonel-level officers of the detachment were gathered. We've been here for more than an hour, but unfortunately we haven't been able to draw any conclusions. Rather, it is impossible to draw conclusions.

Our level is so low that even if we form a meeting minutes or something here, the big guys won't even look at it.

As for the theater-level meetings, it was as if Bogu had forgotten me, the commander of the detachment, and there were no points for me in several meetings, and I don't know if he really forgot about me, or if he deliberately didn't call me. Anyway, every time we have a meeting, I will be sneered at by him, and I am happy to be at ease.

The final meeting ended in a dull atmosphere, with only a discussion of what to expect if the negotiations failed. According to Verelli's statement, Maxim and the others calculated that the next attack of the Branders was likely to be to put all the combat sub-humans on large combat ships, and then transport them by biochemical assault ships when they got closer, and this time our tactics would lose their effect on the combat sub-people.

Now that we have predicted this, I believe that the staff officers of the headquarters must have also come to the conclusion that they will have any other way to fight the incoming biochemical fleet here?

I always felt that the future was in a gloomy place.

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On January 14, reinforcements from Jupiter arrived. I noticed that the number of reinforcements this time was small, and only a small transport ship was responsible for the delivery. However, on the contrary, a cruiser appeared in the escort ship group. I think it's a small but valuable piece of equipment.

Not being treated well by the commander of the theater of operations, I was not able to witness the truth about the reinforcements first. It wasn't until half a day later that I heard that Bogu had assigned reinforcements directly to me for command.

With a head full of question marks, I received reinforcements on the Wanwang.

It turned out to be more than 30 transformed soldiers who had undergone brain domain chip implantation. It's no wonder that Bogu directly assigned people to me to command, with his old-school personality, I guess he doesn't like to see the so-called reformed warriors.

I learned from Commodore Randolph Technical, who came with me, that this was an incomplete batch of products, but due to the needs of the war, it had to be entered into the battlefield ahead of schedule. Not entirely refers to the fact that the function of the brain domain chip and the effect of stimulating the potential of the brain domain are far from the level of Mrs. Wall. However, even at the current level, Randolph admits that it is already much beyond the normal fighter, and as long as it is applied properly, it can have the effect of being a hundred.

Randolph told me that he intended to have the first batch of reformed soldiers serve as Marine Corps Squadron Commanders, and that the specific tactical preparation was based on my personal information and uploaded experience.

I can only describe my admiration for the efficiency of the technical department led by Randolph, and according to my personal expectations, it is already a great success to be able to develop an experimental product in 5 years.

Just as Randolph and I were discussing the application of transforming the Warrior, the intelligence non-commissioned officer interrupted us.

"Brigadier General, Sir, I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, we just received information from the Theater Command that the parliament-led negotiations have broken down, the biochemical fleet has been assembled again, and we must be ready for another fight."