The distance between the two sides is getting closer, and there is a disagreement of opinion within the fleet. It was said that they would get out of the way, let friendly forces pass, and then make the jump before the pursuing unmanned fleet arrived. It is said that the fleets move separately, and the battle formations converge with the forward battle ship group to take the enemy fleet by surprise, while the transport ship group moves in and waits for a chance to disengage.

Within the detachment, there were also differences of opinion between Taste Bud Lee and Maxim. Maxim believed that a group of friendly ships could not be allowed to rush into the interior of the shape, which was like being penetrated by an enemy fleet, and the result was unimaginable. We should immediately organize an effective defense, rush up with the group of frigates, and let the group of transports avoid some distance first. Verelli was more aggressive, believing that it was necessary to open fire first to deter the opposing group of 'friendly' ships. There is no room for mistakes in a transport ship, and even if you make a mistake, it is better to apologize than to be rushed directly into the fleet.

General Kramer called and told us that reinforcements were coming, and that we had to keep the transport safe anyway.

There are many opinions, and they are not unanimous. A lot of opinions are even contradictory. I had a headache over this, and I felt more and more that the responsibility of the commander was not easy to bear.

Intelligence Non-Commissioned Officer: "The friendly ship group is 3 astronomical units away, and their course and speed have not changed. In addition, a large number of unidentified starships were discovered, just behind the friendly fleet, at the location of 3 astronomical units. ”

The intelligence of the unidentified fleet finally made up my mind.

"The group of frigates stepped forward, and the group of transports prepared to jump while avoiding the non-aisle area. Note that all anti-jump jamming facilities are transferred to the transport fleet. ”

I had to decide on a compromise. The convoy is looking for an opportunity to jump while evading, and we don't catch up directly, but monitor the movements of friendly forces and unidentified fleets from a distance.

The atmosphere inside the bridge was tense. I got the news 5 minutes ago that the main side has given up the jump and moved closer to us. However, in terms of formation, the fastest and lower cruiser squadron was half an hour away from us, and the two fleets directly ahead of us would make contact with us within 20 minutes.

By this time, the intelligence had become more accurate, and there was no doubt that the friendly forces in front of it were the defeated fleet. Their formation was chaotic, and large and small ships, different types of ships rushed over in confusion. If it is an organized fleet, it will never block a slow logistics ship in front of a high-speed cruiser, or let a weakly defended hospital ship cut off.

There are less than 10 minutes left before contact. Unknown ship groups also came into observable range. It was a huge formation of nearly a hundred creatures that were not so much starships as some kind of creatures. Each unit has a strange appearance that is completely different from the surface of the machine, and some of the ships have a rhythm of contraction that vibrates like a pulse.

"These annoying, turbulent people fall into the well at this time!"

I agree with Maxim. The 'biological' fleet we are about to face is not a good one.

Try your best to inform the main fleet of new movements, and continue to communicate with friendly forces in front of you. After washing, they were able to stop in time and join us.

"There are 15 seconds left to make contact with the 'friendly' ship group."

Under the reminder of the intelligence non-commissioned officer, the photoelectric group on the wide-area viewer gradually expanded to a ship group that could be identified by the naked eye.

I couldn't help but take a deep breath for what I saw.

This is exactly the tragic scene. Of all the ships observed, none were unharmed, and many of the ships were still bursting with the flare of small explosions.

"The opposing ship group, get out of the way immediately, otherwise we will face the attack of our ship's artillery fire!"

Finally, I got a communication from friendly forces, and it was true.

"Sir, treat these warships as enemy ships at once. They no longer have the dignity of starship generals, they are just a group of extremely dangerous opportunists. ”

I'm still hesitant about Verelli's proposal, after all, there are friendly forces on the other side, and only one ship has sent out an irrational communication, can it really be angry with the other ships? What if there are any ships that want to join us?

"Sir, make a decision quickly, or it's too late!"

In the urging of Verelli, the white light quickly bleached our vision.

Immediately, the front shield of the Wanwang directly turned into an unstable orange-red color from the diluted blue transparent appearance. After the glass-shattering force field shield dissipated, we were directly in front of a panicked 'friendly' battleship.

"Bastards, they really fight!"

"Sir, don't hesitate, quickly counterattack, otherwise we will be wiped out by fire."

Maxim's words pulled me back from my anger to reality.

As I had agreed, I didn't need to speak at this time, so I raised my right hand and slashed violently. The Kings were immediately in combat mode.

On the wide-area monitor, the light point of the friendly logo is instantly replaced by the enemy ship logo in the red triangle frame.

The Kings veered slightly off course, and the battleship that opened fire on us immediately passed by. The rain of dense lightsabers rushed out from the middle of the Manking.

Even in an instant, the battleship that opened fire on us was heavily damaged. A large chunk of its middle part had been excavated by the explosion, if it weren't for the fact that the skeleton of the hull hadn't been broken. This blow alone can reimburse a battleship.

In close combat, the advantage of the Wanwang is undoubtedly revealed.

Immediately behind the Wanwang, there were also numerous lines of fire and a trajectory of light balls formed by heavy guidance.

"It's good to be young and enter the fighting state!"

"The Kalian is starting to fight back."

"The Reda is carrying out cover shelling."

With a brief return, the frigate group also entered combat condition.

As the frigates opened fire, the battered battleships could no longer support them, and they immediately entered the palace of destruction. The hull of the ship was disconnected, and countless items inside the ship leaked out, forming a cloud of garbage around the hull.

With the shooting of light dozens of times more dazzling than the sun, the battleship of the 'friendly army' exploded.

Intership communication: "Don't fire, friendly troops pass by." Do not fire, friendly troops pass by. ”

With the continuous arrival of multiple information, the delivery of his own world did not appear again. The routed fleet in front of us either passed through our lines with a message not to fire, or turned away from the main channel and fled in the direction behind our detachment.

Wei Leili: "Not good! Get the transports out of the way, they'll do it to them! ”

I was horrified by the reminder of Verelli, and then the ugliest scene since the beginning of the war unfolded before our eyes. In order to ensure their own retreat route, their own transport ships that are defenseless and slowly change their orbit to attack.

The light of the instant explosion turned the world into only black and white.

"Frigate, go kill those shitty !!"

Even if the Kings attacked with three combat ships, it would not be able to undo the tragedy that was unfolding. Thresher shark-class transport ships full of hibernation pods for refugees were caught in flames one by one.

The communication circuit was filled with the wails of the generals on the transport ship, and more, the refugees in hibernation, without even having a chance to wail, directly turned into cosmic dust with the ship.

One ship carried more than 200,000 people, and the explosion of three ships in my face made me so angry that I wanted to vomit blood.

At this time, at 3 o'clock, a large number of artificial light spots appeared, and then the intelligence non-commissioned officer shouted that reinforcements from this friendly army were coming.

The group of frigates swept helplessly through the wreckage of the transport, trying in vain to save everything that had not yet had time to be saved. The wreckage of the ship's hull was littered and countless hibernation pods were scattered throughout, but few signs of life could be detected.

Reinforcements had begun to deploy in front of us, and a large number of routed battleships were halted by the high-speed cruiser group. Sporadic deliveries came from routed ships that had lost their minds. What awaited these ships that could not communicate with each other was often heavy artillery fire and fierce explosions.

General Kramer's flagship, the Yunshan, arrived at the battlefield in about 50 minutes. At this time, the battlefield timer has been updated to 1 hour and 20 minutes.

"I regret all that has happened. However, the fleet needs your combat power, please give up the transport ship group to the rear, where there is a special anti-jamming area, where they can jump away. ”

In the communication circuit, General Kramer's expression was still serious, and there were no sad mood swings to be seen. I silently saluted him, and then the communication was cut off. Our mission is shown in the tactical loop. Engage in broadside battles with the probe's battleship Brand.

The atmosphere on the ship was depressing. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will not be in a good mood.

Military doctors have been dispatched to go around in circles at various important posts to provide counseling for those fighters with psychological problems.

The Marines have been assembled and are waiting for the order to go. I left the bridge, as is customary, and was at the forefront of the Marine Corps.

"Sir, I know it's useless to persuade you. However, please note that the starships of the Branders are different from our former opponents, and their greatest characteristic is their tenacity, and they should never think that they have won the battle without seeing them shattered. ”

I agree with Verelli. We are inexperienced in the battle of the Brandians, and we do need to be cautious.

At 1 hour and 50 minutes into the battle, news came from the first-line fleet that communication with the Belland people had failed, and the other party had come with malicious intent.

In fact, this news does not need to be deliberately confirmed, everyone knows that it is an inevitable result. If the people of Palland had good intentions, they would not have chased the rout fleet everywhere, and they would not have given a chance to jump.

Fighting against the biological fleet of the Berlanders, the effects of the explosions and lines of fire that can be observed on the battlefield alone are very different from previous experiences. Instead of using railguns or beam cannons in the traditional sense, the Planters do not use explosive combat units, but instead have their ships fire a plasma-like anti-plasma mass that resembles a cloud of plasma. Once our starship is hit, it doesn't have any effect at first, but the plasma cloud does not disappear, but continues to act on the starship's force field, and as the force field ruptures, it affects the hull armor, and then the interior of the hull.

Therefore, the true results of each salvo of the Branders will not be observed until a long time ago.

Biological beings, their ship units do not explode, even if they absorb a large amount of devoid energy, they love to explode into a blood mist in the void, rather than an artificial supernova like ordinary warships.

The most intuitive feeling I had from the battle was that our attacks were like mud flowing into the sea, and we couldn't see any effect, but instead the flexible and tenacious Wolff-like combat units kept sending out units to board and fight.

When the Kings arrived on the front lines, our mission had changed. From the initial search for large enemy units to launch broadside battles, to the current support of friendly warships that are engaged.

Just as we were gearing up, the Kings were affected by a continuous shock. After a period of chaos, the ship's internal alarm continued.

"Sir, we are surrounded by countless Bowler Careful Combat Boats! Their Marine units are coming up soon."

Without further description, I've seen the Brande battle subhumans break through the alloy door with a special corrosive solvent.

It's like a replica of the battle on the Titan battlefield, and because of the narrow geographical location, the battle is much more intense.

As a result of my previous experience, I sent heavy infantry to the front line, light infantry and heavy firepower to pour fire on approaching battle sub-men regardless of ammunition.

At the same time, I organized small elite troops, put on special psychic shielding helmets, and thought about launching surprise attacks on the shells where I sensed the presence of commanding subhumans.

The battle began in its most intense form. The roars of the warriors and the urgent cries of armor reinforcements were constantly heard in the midst of the communication bribes.

The raids I led weren't all smooth sailing. The defenses around the Command Subhumans are strong, and their psychic stabbing is not something that ordinary people can resist even with the protection of a custom helmet. Having eliminated 3 commanding sub-men in succession, my hand-picked marines have been exhausted, and I am wearing a lot of colors. It feels like the Berlandians are much more powerful than Mrs. Wall.

The battle lasted 4 hours and 12 minutes, and the Wanwang finally got rid of the entanglement of the infantry of Bellland, but the marines were no longer able to continue to reinforce other ships, so they could only retreat and repair.

I returned to the bridge and saw a bleak scene on the electronic sandbox.

Even with General Kramer's command, and the most elite part of the Space Fleet, he still came prepared. We, under the blow of less than a hundred ships of the Branders, have already suffered extremely heavy losses.

Admiral Kramer ordered all starships to fire a salvo of their main guns, and after repelling another round of attacks from the Berlanders, the fleet began to retreat. At this time, there was information that the transport ship group had successfully jumped, and this was finally the only comforting news since the beginning of the battle.

After 7 hours and 30 minutes on the battlefield, after the efforts of the whole fleet, we finally formed a spindle-shaped formation that was easy to retreat, and the fleet began to embark on a long retreat with the support of battleships with strong defense and many ship-based marines.

The people of Bolland are characterized by their resilience and resilience. After several battles, their fleet seemed to have been traumatized, and after a while they attacked in a big way. On the same starship, the previously wounded parts have begun to heal. Such terrifying resilience combined with indomitable perseverance made the Branders formidable adversaries.

The most frustrating thing was that we were not really at war with the Planters, and this inexplicable battlefield, which was completely unilaterally attacked, made the period of the troops low.

In the group of combat boats, frenzied pilots began to appear and took the initiative to ram Wolfe's biological ships. When the exploding ball of light goes out, there will always be a starship in our fleet that disappears from the battle sequence, and in the case of the Brand's fleet, there is only one extra unit in their fleet that is temporarily uncombatable. Maybe in a few days, or even a couple of disappearances, the battered battleship will be restored to its original state.

"How can this battle be fought!"

In the communication loop, Harding's rant largely speaks to our predicament. From before the three disappeared, General Kramer had given up on continuing the struggle and had turned to the defensive. The fleet fought and retreated back to the Earth battlefield.

In the face of endless battles, I can't help but sigh, in this world, why is it so difficult to live well?