"What! Aren't you kidding? Split up? All the combined strength may not be able to beat one of them, and they have to face each other separately, and their heads are squeezed by the alloy gate! ”

I know that I shouldn't be so excited, especially as the commander of the detachment, the level of communication with the command in swearful language is too low. But how to say it, although the command's order is not for us to hold on to the Neptune fortress or anything like that, but to meet the enemy separately is a strategy that is strong and has a large number of troops, but will only be adopted when the enemy is attacked from multiple directions, are they serious at the command?

On the other end of the communication loop, Green, who was in charge of explaining the situation, still had a wooden face.

"Does anyone have any other opinions? If not, please prepare the fleets, and I will be in charge of the battle on Neptune's side, and it is expected to arrive in 4 hours, and then we will meet and talk about it when we have specific ideas. ”

Ignored by Grimm's gorgeous beauty, the anger in my heart is still unsettled. Staring fiercely at the vanished effects.

"Sir, things aren't as bad as you thought they were."

Verelli's voice came.

"But they actually want to disperse their forces and meet them separately, what does your father think?!"

I've always been careful not to name the relationship between Verelli and General Kramer, but this year's anger really made me can't help it, so I said it directly.

I saw him raise his eyebrows slightly, and looked at the electronic sand table on the side. He just glanced at me and talked to me.

"Attacking the enemy separately also has a different adaptation environment in orthodox military science. I believe that the Command did not mean just to let Neptune's side resist the Berland fleet alone, but had something else in mind. Since it is not a hard resistance, there are basically only two possibilities: delaying time while fighting and retreating, and harassing and luring the enemy. With the current disparity in strength between us and Bellland's fleet, the tactics of luring the enemy are more likely. ”

It was as if the surging flood had suddenly found an outlet for catharsis, and my anger subsided as fast as I could feel it.

Immediately, his face became hot for a while.

"Lure the enemy? Where will we lead the Branders? ”

Forcibly changing your voice is not an easy task for a person like me who is not thick-skinned enough.

"There is no fixed position, leading to the location of our encounter with the fleet on the Jupiter side."

Verelli gave a conclusive answer, and it took me a while to understand the meaning behind his answer.

"I see, phew! It's a simple idea, but why didn't I think of it in the first place? ”

"No, this tactic is simple in form, but it is not easy to implement. And whether it is the Branders or the unmanned fleet, it is not so easy to fool. This battle was not so much a test of the technical and tactical level of the fleet generals as a test of the commander's level. In the Space Army, General Green has the most tacit cooperation with the commander, and I think this is the main reason why he came to command Neptune. ”

"Sounds like we're not involved in the battle down there."

Maxim interjected. He had apparently understood the command's intentions much earlier than I did, and his tone was rather calm.

"I can't say it's okay, but the direction of the battle and the key to victory or defeat are not ours, I suggest that we can relax and observe the whole battle with a study attitude."

"If you win, you're fine, but what if you lose? Is it really okay to use a study mentality? ”

Maxim's tone was rather relaxed, and I think he had now switched to a study mentality.

"No problem, if we fail, we will not have a future, and there will be no difference in what kind of mentality we use."

Verelli also changed his tone of voice. I noticed that the two senior staff members around me had already entered the so-called state of "study".

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......

General Green not only brought a tactical response strategy, but also a standard for battlefield timing.

The battlefield time is 4 hours, 22 minutes and 10 seconds.

From the moment of Green's announcement, the Neptune aspect is synchronized with Jupiter and Saturn. The intent to fight in concert is unmistakable.

Just as Verelli had predicted, the battle began after the fleet formed a large formation.

The first to engage the enemy was the reconnaissance fleet, and then the main fleet formed a spindle formation that was convenient for coordinated action, surrounded by supply, maintenance and transport ships in the middle, and the edge zone protected against battleships and space carriers, as for the cruisers and destroyers with weak armor but rapid firepower, they did not have a fixed position, and needed to be changed differently on the periphery and inside in order to deal with different situations.

At the beginning of the battle, each starship received several fixed position coordinates from the encrypted tactical loop, and once separated from the main fleet, the starship did not need to spend effort to catch up, but reached the designated coordinates and waited. Although these coordinates cannot be the only way for the fleet to sail, after freeing up the hand, the fleet will send liaison boats or liaison probes to indicate where the waiting starship will meet with the main force.

It was a strange battle, and we began to evacuate as soon as we made contact with the Planters, and the living starships of the Biochemical Fleet continued to pursue them.

About 6 hours into the battle, the Belland fleet began to disengage, and they were reluctant to follow us any longer.

Immediately, the huge spindle-shaped formation began to rotate clockwise along the ecliptic plane.

Even after 7 hours on the battlefield, the fleet regained contact with the Brand's ship group, and the biochemical fleet dealt us a fierce blow. The fleet suffered certain losses, part of the walls of the battleships that were the outermost part of the battleship were broken. The Wanwang emergency part, filling the gap, and being attacked by the nimble Pelland Biochemical Assault Boat. It's a pity that the people of Brande miscalculated. They were not facing battleships, but Marine motherships. The nearly 100 combat sub-humans who howled and boarded the ship turned into flesh-colored pieces of flesh in front of the marine troops who were ready to fight and had rich experience in fighting the sub-people.

Thus one of the most threatening attacks of the Branders was repulsed. When I received the news of the retreat of the Bellanders, I was stepping on the corpse of a commanding crusher. After many battles, I've mastered the way to kill these monsters that emit a mental shock. If I were now, Wood wouldn't have died in the first place.

Shaking my head, I waved the thought of ifs, I had to hurry back to the bridge. Now is the best time to observe how Green and the others run the fleet, and for me, a halfway commander, this kind of opportunity is rare, and I can't take advantage of it.

After 8 hours and 40 minutes into the battle, the Branders made a comeback, this time sending their heavy carapace ships to the front. However, we had no intention of fighting at all, and with the assault of the biochemical group, the fleet regrouped and began to retreat with soft unimaginable movements. No matter how fast the biochemical fleet's assault is, our retreat will not be too much.

The battlefield was timed for 9 hours and 20 minutes, and the situation of the two sides returned to the original mode, where we fled, and the biochemical fleet pursued.

At 10 hours and 35 minutes into the battle, the defenders reported that they had disengaged from the Bellands, and the fleet turned around again.

At this time, I only admired in my heart. It turns out that fleet warfare, in addition to the battle of receiving a battle like an ancient siege, can also be used to fight sports warfare in this way. It was an eye-opener. Compared to such a back-and-forth tug-of-war, even if the Boylandians freed up their manpower to occupy Neptune's hardware facilities, it would not be too late to fully occupy it.

The battle lasted 11 hours and 10 minutes, and our fleet again encountered the Branders. This time the detachment received an order to send assault boats to reinforce the outlying battleships.

As the alarm bells of the sortie echoed in the communication loop and at the scene, I led the soldiers to sit in the assault boats and gallop through the formation of the Grand Fleet.

At this time, it has been on standby for more than 7 hours in a row.

I groaned in my heart, didn't I mean that it was easy to observe and study, why did I feel like I was a miserable rush?