Ye Hua's arrival made the two parties who were still pushing and shoving stop, and everyone on the Jinghua understood that Ye Hua was interesting to Ye Luo, and they also knew their own abilities. Those allied black sergeants couldn't understand Ye Hua's words, but when they saw the other party stop, they also stopped. It seemed that Ye Hua himself had an inexplicable force that made them stop.

"You'd better get out of here, or I'm sure your captain will educate you." Ye Hua saw that the black captain didn't mean to turn around, and couldn't help but say in a deep voice in the language of the allies. "She's the reserve captain of our fleet, unless you don't want to live."

This time, the black captain understood, and pulled him back to reality from the amazing state of Fang Cai, although he was very angry, he didn't dare to mess around on the territory of the Protoss. Although the Protoss gave them a good living environment, for some human beings who violated the rules, the Protoss was crueler than anyone else. There was a fight between an Allied sergeant and a sergeant from the Celestial Empire, and both of them ended up being thrown into space. And for such a punishment, the two captains did not dare to have any complaints.

After this incident, the personnel on both sides were very restrained, so only a few soldiers pushed and shoved, and there was no physical conflict. And when the black captain heard that the girl in front of him was the reserve captain, no matter what the outcome was, he would definitely die a very ugly death. Ye Hua's words also made his mind, which had just been hit by alcohol, instantly calm down. Then he left in a daze.

And Ye Hua also walked to Ye Luo's side. "Don't mind if I sit for a while!" Ye Hua smiled gently, his demeanor was so decent, that people couldn't find a reason to refuse. Ye Luo's cheeks flushed slightly, and then nodded. I don't know when the idea of going back disappeared from my mind.

Ye Hua then ordered two cups of hot tea, and in this restaurant, hot tea is very consuming and simulating. Unlike the red wines that the Allied Sergeants drank, those wines required a very low simulation of victory.

Here, they don't have much financial resources, and if they want to have a better life, they need to replace them with simulated points. And the source of the simulation victory point is every simulated battle.

The more difficult the combat conditions, and the more you win, the more simulated victory points you will get, the same. If it's easy to simulate a battle, you'll get very few victory points in the end. And most of these sergeants of the allies have completed the simulation of elementary battles, that is, using their complete fleet to defeat a patrol of the undead.

And Ye Hua's cup of tea at the moment is equivalent to the winning points of five or six days of them playing without sleep, and it is also the winning point of crushing.

The allied sergeants who are often here naturally know what a cup of tea needs to win, and this cup of tea can show that the other party is far more powerful than them. Even the cider Ye Luo drank was not a tenth of the cup of tea.

The black captain knew that he had kicked the iron plate, and even though there were ten thousand displeasures in his heart, he really didn't dare to say anything. You can only leave here with your own team.

"I'm really bothering you." Seeing the backs of those allied sergeants leaving, Ye Luo couldn't help but smile and said. During this time, she naturally discovered Ye Hua's excellence, not only from learning, but also from strategic layout and the like.

"It's nothing, how do you have time to be here today?" Ye Hua handed the tea handed by the android to Ye Luo and asked.

"There were some problems." Ye Luo hesitated slightly, and then asked about the problem he had just encountered. "What is the maximum level of undead fleet you can defeat right now?" Although he knew that it was a little abrupt, Ye Luo still asked. After all, the winning points required for these two cups of tea are really high.

"That's the seventh-level undead fleet!" Ye Hua thought for a moment. The first level is the border patrol of the undead, the second level is the border guards, and the fifth level is an astronaut-class fleet. Ye Hua can now defeat one space-class fleet, and at the same time he can inflict heavy damage on another. In the end, the winning point is naturally increased geometrically.

Hearing Ye Hua's answer, Ye Luo was a little surprised. Because she once asked Captain Luo Xian about his progress, Captain Luo Xian could only defeat a complete space-class fleet. And such a record has already surprised the Protoss.

Then Ye Hua briefly told Ye Luo about some precautions in a large-scale battle. However, everyone knows that a simulated battle is a simulated battle, and there are many unexpected factors on the real battlefield. Simulated battles are a routine, so there is still a way to win easily.

On the other side, Mo Ran stood in the damaged space-class battleship, and even the three-dimensional projection equipment that checked the surrounding battle situation was trembling at this time. Mo Ran had never felt that his opponent was so powerful, and after annihilating the two fleets of the undead clan, a complete fleet of the undead clan that came again made Mo Ran know what despair was.

"Captain, the Fifth Destroyer Fleet has exceeded its losses and can no longer fight." "The drones of the Second Destroyer Fleet have all been destroyed and are being evacuated from the designated area." "Seven percent of the flagship's outer armor was lost and seriously damaged. The tube damage robot is being repaired. Thirty percent of the air is lost. "Littoral ships lost 40 percent of their losses, and more than 40 percent were seriously damaged." ……

Countless pieces of information were gathered into Mo Ran's ears.

"How's the flagship power?" Mo Ran looked at the three-dimensional projection of the entire battlefield. Now his fleet is a little messy and interspersed with the ruins of the previous undead warships, and the new fleet of the other side will be on the battlefield in about ten minutes. That would be a complete fleet without any attrition.

"There are still 10 percent of the flagship energy left, and 60 percent of the power is lost." The report soon reached Mo Ran's ears. Now he really doesn't have many good solutions. Ten minutes was simply not enough time for him to assemble the fleet. What's more, the strength of the fleet is now unable to continue fighting.

"Can the hop be determined?" Mo Ran frowned and asked.

"I can't be sure, the other side has a strong energy interference, I can't be sure, gravity bombs and black hole bullets can't be used." The navigator replied. He could only delineate a rough range, and although he knew the subtle changes in the gravitational field around him, from which he could roughly infer the enemy fleet, it was impossible to be precise.

If it can be determined, the gravity bomb and black hole bomb in Mo Ran's hand can naturally severely damage this fleet the moment the other party jumps out, but now he has no way.

It was at this time that a new alarm sounded. "Captain, reinforcements are coming. It is two border guards. The navigator couldn't help but get excited.

Mo Ran didn't mean to be happy. It is almost impossible for two border guards to defeat an entire fleet of the undead.

"The fleet assembles and prepares for battle. The battered and incapable fleet immediately returned home. Mo Ran slid his hands on the three-dimensional map in front of him, constantly planning the course of the fleet. Divide the gravity bombs into smaller ones, and then throw them into the area where the enemy fleet will appear after five minutes. ”

Although it seemed that such a method did not seem to be of much use, all personnel continued to follow orders.

It didn't take long for the two border guards to arrive. And Mo Ran only had four destroyer formations in his hands that could still fight, and two of them were slightly damaged.

Dozens of small gravity projectiles flew towards the area where the undead fleet might appear. He had fought this kind of battle many times, but before that it was an intact fleet. Now he must fight again with the badly damaged fleet in his hands.

"Alright guys, we're going to stop them here, we're going to fight here." Mo Ran shouted, and at this time, the gravitational field in the distance began to distort, and the undead fleet that opened the energy protection field also appeared in the distance. At this time, Mo Ran's fleet was still trying to adjust its position. He intends to use the protective energy of his flagship and the armor of the ship itself to withstand the first wave of attacks against the fleets behind him that are not yet ready.

"Move the black hole bomb to the front of the flagship, let's play a big one." Mo Ran gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice.

Half a day later, Mo Ran threw down his glasses in a dejected manner. Although in the end, he cost the enemy flagship to crash into it, the detonation of the Black Hole Bomb caused the two space-class warships without any defensive stance to immediately fall into a time trap, and then slowly and irreversibly disintegrate.

"Looks like you're done testing. There are twelve hours left before the test starts, so it's a good idea to take a break before taking the test. Wanliu looked at Mo Ran, who was a little depressed. She designed these programs, and of course she would review the records of the Moran simulation. Time and time again, Mo Ran gave her all the surprises, and she had been observing the battle all the time, and the last fleet was the fleet under her direct command, she didn't expect that Mo Ran would end this simulation in that way in the end.

To be honest, she herself was amazed by this suicidal attack. Once the Black Hole Bomb is activated, there will be a space distortion around it, forming a small time trap that no one can escape without sufficient gravitational field protection. In other words, Mo Ran killed the undead fleet led by her in disguise.

Mo Ran nodded, and then went to the cleaning room. He's going to have a good rest before the game. The battle had already taken him too much energy, and now all he needed to do was get some rest.

And when Mo Ran returned to the bed in the dormitory, Rogge was already lying there asleep.

After lying down, Mo Ran soon fell asleep, he was really tired.

And in the distant Protoss base, Ye Luo and the others also stopped all their training, waiting for the final simulation. The competitions will not be held at the same time, but will be held one after another over a period of time, but they will be the first to do it.