Chapter 119: The Glory of Blood XVIII

Hearing Al's words, Antu's expression was extremely bitter, and he also understood that the gap between the Free Alliance Army and the Federation Navy was not a question of whether one or two commanders were good enough at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info So Antu knocked on the table and asked his partner for verification: "So, the prerequisite for our victory is that hundreds of thousands of naval officers who cooperate tacitly and are good enough." ”

It's just that for the high-ranking officials who control the fate of the Alliance Expeditionary Force at this time, they don't understand what the gap between the Freedom Alliance and the Yanhuang Federation in terms of military strength is. Those people are deceived by the so-called theory of war, and the power of the state cannot be measured in money. So, Sebisto, who is not optimistic about the Liberal League? Al said to himself a little helplessly: "The alliance didn't have so many officers before, and naturally there aren't any now." As for the future, I can only hope for it. ”

Antu listened to his partner's answer and smiled reluctantly. For Antu, who is a professional soldier, the most abnormal thing about this war is where the Freedom Alliance has the confidence to wage war against the Yanhuang Federation, which is also an empire-level force.

Aside from the political influence, from a purely military point of view, no one can imagine what kind of impact the armed forces of the dozens of Central Fleets will have on the situation in the entire region or on the direction of the world pattern. However, as a perennial member of the army, Clusha? As a front-line soldier, Antu realized more deeply that with the military strength of the Freedom Alliance, it was actually impossible to compete with the prestigious army of the Yanhuang Federation.

Of course, the previous Clusha? In fact, what Antu couldn't understand was the messy performance of the Yanhuang Federation, which had always been known for its efficiency, in the early days of the war.

Whether it's Clusha? Antu or Sebisto? Al, in the minds of these two commanders, this war should be only to the extent of a border conflict. In the eyes of these two commanders who have good personal relations, they only need to achieve enough results in the border annihilation battle, and then the rest is the matter of the diplomats at the negotiating table.

However, the Freedom Alliance had a huge advantage in the early stages of the war, and hundreds of thousands of Allied troops easily crossed the border, simply occupied a huge industrial area, and then laid siege to the capital area of the Union for nearly three years.

In the eyes of other imperial forces, there are too many unreasonable aspects of the Yanhuang Federation's performance in the war, but according to the actual situation, the Yanhuang people of the Yanhuang Federation are normal.

For example, the eastern region can be described as a chaotic retreat, or the local fleet is generously killed in the face of an enemy several times its size. The former fully shows that the Yanhuang people are actually unprepared for war, while the latter is the loyal duty that all countries in the universe praise endlessly.

Thanks to the seemingly normal performance of the Federation, the original opposition within the Freedom Alliance was silenced by the continuous advance of the Confederate fleet.

However, now that the war has ended, more and more people in the upper echelons of the Freedom League have realized that the Freedom Alliance is only in a state of theoretical superiority. And in the face of the pressure of a possible defeat in the war, opposition within the Liberal League has risen again.

These voices, which I don't know whether they are dull or wise, are seriously interfering with the operation of the army.

Staring at the holographic projection of the tactical information in front of him, Antu, who was in a trance, shook his head in an attempt to wake himself up from his uneasiness, ignoring the slightest trace of irrepressible worry that appeared in his heart, trying to focus his attention on the changing battle situation.

The blue-gray starships on the opposite side have never concealed their powerful strength, and Antu seems to be able to feel the deep cold coming from the universe even in the constant temperature command room. The shipboard command system did not take the slightest account of Klusha? Antu's feelings, the real data on the screen, are fast and accurate, and constantly updated in real time.

Just the casualty statistics on both sides, each beating means nearly 10,000 casualties, enough to make anyone fearful. But as the commander, Antu, the only thing he can do is to face all this calmly.

The endless firelight in the dark universe is like a traditional fireworks festival of the Yanhuang Federation, and the war seen from a distance is always magnificent and magnificent. But those of you who are in it understand that in war everyone is just a number.

Just when Antu was distressed by the disadvantage of the battlefield, the elite troops of the Yanhuang Federation, and the aviation troops piloting the space fighters also fell into some kind of emotions like "sweet troubles".

Sometimes, wolves find themselves in a dilemma on the grasslands, encountering migrating sheep or cattle when food is scarce. While individual herbivores are powerless against wolves, it's probably the sharp-toothed carnivores that have a headache when they gather in packs.

A convoy with only basic armed defense is like a lamb to the slaughter of a free-flying aviation, but when the number of convoys far exceeds the capacity of the fighter formation, and when the defensive firepower of the convoy is proportionately increased, the commander of the fighter fleet may have the same worries and melancholy as the wolves.

For many of the pilots on this mission, their target was the Allied transport fleet. It's just that the actual situation is too different from their pre-set position, and although they did find the target, this time the target came on an unprecedented scale.

When the radar system showed a large number of signals, the public channels of the various detachments under the battle group were filled with the sound of deep breathing. Even the veterans who had experienced other big scenes couldn't help but express their amazement, of course, only in the face of the overly sumptuous banter of the feast, and more lamented the size of the transport fleet and the difficulty of starting.

Even if there is always a heroic spirit that "there is nothing in front of me that heavy anti-ship missiles cannot shoot down", even if there are always pilots who are not afraid of the sky and the earth, even if they are always stabbing their heads frequently, they have the courage to not be afraid of heaven and earth. But on the battlefield at this moment, even the most optimistic people have to feel their scalps tingle at the huge fleet.

The size of the flotilla that appeared in the range of the attack far exceeded the expectations of the General Staff. However, just as this huge fleet would take great risks and set off from the gathering place without hesitation, the assembled Yanhuang Federal Air Force also had no second choice.

"There are only three squadrons left in the 5th Group, and it is impossible for us to break through the enemy's line of fire." The major commander of the Fifth Brigade, who had just been replaced, maintained a solemnity and deference in the face of the superior officer on the communication screen, but the dissociation revealed in his eyes made the hearts of those who saw it sour.

There was a slight chokering in the Major's voice, and he shuddered a little where he emphasized that there was no possibility. It's not despair in the face of death, it's just that as a commander, as a soldier, he doesn't want his troops to disappear under his command like this.

The aviation unit is the most frequently dispatched branch of the federal navy, and the huge casualties caused by frequent sorties have greatly affected the various establishments of the aviation force. When full strength has become a term of good wishes, and instead the number of combatants is seriously lower than the number of combat needs, no one can blame the soldiers for "greed for life and fear of death".

The official name of the Fifth Brigade mentioned by the major is the 7955th Brigade of the 10th Air Corps, which is one of the ten brigades under the 795th Wing. The Fifth Brigade is now less than 30 percent of its strength, and its own brigade establishment has been reduced to empty talk. However, they are still regarded as a brigade by everyone in the list of sorties.

The commander of the 795th Wing has just taken up his new position, Angelot? Colonel Olympus had recently been re-elected to the rank of colonel as commander of the 795th Wing. In the eyes of the officers and men of the 795th Wing, the more familiar one is Angelot as the commander of the aviation? Olympus.

But in this correspondence, the kind Angelot? Olympus gave a cruel answer: "The plan will not change." The Fifth Brigade must launch an attack on the target at the specified time. ”

A clear reply, leaving no room for error. The major's plea did not waver in the slightest from his familiar but unfamiliar superior, Colonel Olympas, and after a few seconds of silence, the colonel insisted on a forceful, almost indifferent, "You have no choice. ”

So in the silence of both sides, Angellot looked directly at the major who came to complain with the majesty of a superior officer, and quietly watched the bitter expression of the major when he saluted and said goodbye, without a trace of emotion.

When the communication screen turns black, Olympus sees himself in the reflection of the screen. As the commander in charge of coordinating the aviation forces, no one knows the current situation of the Fifth Group better than her, both in terms of data and actual results.

Because she was the commander of the wing and knew more about the plan, no one knew better than her that the worst was expected on the battlefield. However, unlike the Major's hesitation, Colonel Irimpas, as a senior commander, knew better that even if the end was the destruction of the entire wing, it would not change the timing of the attack.

For most soldiers, the army is so big and so small. In an era of ongoing warfare, commanders can accept orders to fight to the death and die calmly, but they cannot accept the loss of their troops' heritage. The Fifth Brigade was indeed the least heavily armed of the Wing, and in the face of a formidable enemy, I believe that everyone in the Olympus and even in the Aviation Command understood the Major's despair.

Angellot decided to arrange more reinforcements for the upcoming attack of the Fifth Brigade, and if the Fifth Brigade was allowed to fight independently, it would really be no different from sending them to death. At the very least, you can't make your subordinates' efforts meaningless.

Despite good reason, Angelot? Irimpus closed his eyes and took a few seconds to calm down.

On the other side of the podium, a lit communication screen shone brightly. (To be continued.) )