For his part, Lu Lu was already ready for this brand new fleet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info from the improvement requirements of starships to the special cultivation of clones. At the same time, in response to the problems exposed by the alliance forces in the use of the clone fleet before, a detailed knowledge reserve was prepared in advance.

Lelu understood from the beginning, better than anyone else, the shortcomings of cloning. Luckily, with targeted preparation, you can reduce the loss of clones as they gain experience in battle.

For the staff officers of the Federal Navy, the fleet of clones is almost zero for the plan. We should not expect them to react correctly to unexpected situations on the battlefield, and naturally we should not expect them to rigidly implement their battle plans to buy time to adjust their plans. The only thing they deserve praise is precision. Clones have a much lower error rate than ordinary fleets in all operational processes.

They were even able to sustain a six-second salvo for half an hour under an artillery formation. Previously, the record for the fastest salvo of the Federal Navy was set by the elite special service fleet led by Lu Lu, with two thousand battleships firing a salvo of four and a half seconds between each round, but it only lasted three minutes before the firing control mode had to be lifted.

In addition, represented by the First Fleet, the Fourth, Fifth, and Seventh Fleets each have a sub-fleet that focuses on artillery bombardment operations, which can maintain an efficiency of about 10 minutes per round of eight seconds. According to the Federal Navy's training manual, a Grand Fleet-class salvo usually requires only three rounds of firing to achieve the combat goal.

Therefore, under the combat guidelines of delivering more firepower at the same time, fleet commanders rarely give orders for salvos. A salvo may bring effective kill, but the effectiveness of integrated operations is not necessarily higher.

The scarred USS Federation floated quietly in space with more than 2,000 equally scarred battleships, and the alert range of the reconnaissance fleet spread widely, carefully guarding against all possible attacks.

Lu Lu was on the bridge of the USS Federation, and Lu Lu, who had just finished a duty, had no idea of leaving at all. Just sit in your position and use your personal terminal to look at combat reports from the Eastern Theater of Operations. The bridge was kept to a minimum, with only six men in total, four of whom were in charge of the USS Confederation, and two were staff officers who straddled the operations and intelligence departments. And Lu Lu was just an idler who was kicked out by the busy adjutant in the admiral's room, so he even had a steaming cup of black tea at his hand.

The area where the staff headquarters is located directly below the bridge is the exact opposite. In the space separated by transparent plates, senior technical non-commissioned officers sitting upright in the operation position, and cadets crowded with technical non-commissioned officers, and occasionally one or two high-ranking officers with a star on the side pacing around. In the staff headquarters, which numbered more than 2,000 people, even the air was busy and anxious.

"Any news?" Li Ce, chief of staff of the special service fleet, paced and slipped to the area where the staff team responsible for coordinating battlefield reconnaissance and intelligence was located.

"There is no feedback from the reconnaissance fleet." The person in charge on duty did not hesitate, he knew very well whose news his boss was asking.

"If the calculation is correct, there is already a fight over there." A staff officer who followed his boss frowned, this kind of comrade-in-arms fought desperately, and he could only watch from a distance It was not a good feeling. "We only have six hours to spare."

Li Ce nodded, affirmed the reminder of his subordinates, and then began to pace anxiously again. If anyone notices, they will definitely find that the interval between Li Ce's steps is one second. When he took three hundred steps, he walked exactly one circle back to the starting point.

Lu Lu is not in a hurry, Lu Lu, who has an absolute advantage in information, of course knows the location of the clone fleet. They had come from a distant source land, and they had not had a smooth journey, but they had arrived at their destination intact.

On the bridge of the USS Confederation, the technical non-commissioned officer in the communications liaison area spotted a device in front of him that suddenly lit a red warning light.

"Detected...... Boot signal? What is this??? The literal meaning is clear to him, but when it is linked, it means strangeness. For the communications non-commissioned officer to which the flagship belongs, unfamiliar words should not have existed.

"A type of inducing signal, as opposed to an ordinary navigation signal, is a request made by the jumping party. As long as the correct response is obtained, the lighthouse effect will be formed to establish the transition coordinates. Lu Lu put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and saw the non-commissioned officer scratching his head in the communication area from the Admiral's platform at a glance, and explained with a smile.

To put it bluntly, they have arrived.

The Federation's built-in signal response mechanism responded, and all radar systems detected the formation of the wind tunnel. In just three seconds, a neat fleet appeared in the empty universe, and the blue-gray fleet was lined up in a neat formation, rapidly slowing down from a leap state to a cruise mode.

Lu Lu didn't know how many people would drop their jaws, but at least, the radar non-commissioned officer of his flagship was stunned. In the staff headquarters below, the staff officers who watched the live broadcast using the real-time video system, from the chief of staff to the youngest trainee staff officer, everyone shouted almost frantically in victory.

"This, that's it?" The hastily arrived Falcon curiously at the replaying images on the screen.

"Well, this is the jump system codenamed [North Wind]." Lu Lu smiled, the North Wind Jump Mode, after more than ten years, finally succeeded. God knows, a jump requires waiting for half an hour, which makes Lu Lu, who is used to "teleporting", how uncomfortable it is.

"Didn't you say that jump engine refilling is a must?" Hayabusa touched his chin and pulled out the unscientific from his common sense. In fact, Hayabusa, who is not a professional technician, certainly does not know that the time between jumps is mainly the time required for engine cooling and energy supply. For true technicians, advances in engines are always there.

"I don't know about the technical stuff." Lu Lu smiled, he only offered ideas anyway. Naturally, there are a lot of technicians, scientists, or something, desperately trying to verify.

According to Lulu's common sense, engine cooling and energy supply can be carried out separately. However, it has been proven that after being separated into two systems, the cooling efficiency decreases even more. After burning a sum of money, enough to build several fleets, he reluctantly changed the direction of research.

Immediately, according to Lu Lu's common sense, the wind tunnel was just a by-product of the transition, the product of inaccurate energy control. In fact, technicians are making it safe and seriously underestimating the stability of the jump in the air duct. A starship in the middle of a transition doesn't need to spend too much energy to maintain a defensive stance. With the popularization of shield generators, battleship-level starships can only use a minimum amount of shield to protect themselves when jumping.

In any case, Lulu's common sense has opened up new ways of thinking for scientists in this world. After devouring countless funds for scientific research, the official goal is still a little far away, but the by-products are more flowering and gorgeous.

The reinforcements Lu Lu was waiting for arrived, and an officer naturally appeared on the communication screen, just like an ordinary Yanhuang person, with black hair and black eyes, and yellowish skin. A white naval officer's uniform, a white large-brimmed hat, but a lead-gray stripe was added below the brim. The Fleet Commander logo on the neckline flashed silver.

"Greetings, Your Excellency." The chic and natural salute was raised, and the officer's etiquette was impeccable, just like an ordinary Yanhuang person, the demeanor of the military was engraved in his bones.

"The 1st Replenishment Fleet of the Gillesis Cluster is ordered to be composed of the Provisional 1st, 2nd, and 4th Fleets of the Springs Domain, with a total of 50,000 battleships and 10,000 logistics supply ships. All arrived at the predetermined area on time to rendezvous with the 1st Special Fleet. The mission went smoothly and there were no losses. Mission Commander, Interim Colonel Lick. The report should have been sonorous and powerful, but it was said in a naturally smooth tone. And with the other party's voice, in the bridge of the Federation, the sergeants on duty let out a small exclamation.

"According to the predetermined plan, the First Supplementary Fleet will immediately join up with the First Special Service Fleet and be transferred to the Special Service Fleet." The picture turned around, and what appeared in Lu Lu's eyes was a soldier with high morale, and his mental outlook all showed a high-spirited side. Lu Lu felt sorry in his heart, the battlefield was ahead, and when this war ended, he didn't know how many people would still be alive.

Of course, Lu Lu knew what kind of reaction his subordinates would have, some were surprised, and some were incredible. The clone that has just been born does look stereotypical and immature, but the officer in front of him has not just been born. If it had just been born, I am afraid that it would be Lu Lu, and he would not have the courage to lead this huge fleet.

After a few seconds, Lu Lu regained his composure, smiled on his face, and said to the officer, "On behalf of the fleet, I welcome you. ”

"Three hours to go." In the area where the staff team is located, the countdown label lights up. They only had three hours left, and after three hours, whether they were ready or not, they had to jump into battle.

It seems that Lu Lu only said two or three sentences, but behind these few words, there is the deployment of fleet resources, the formation of formations, with thousands of original warships as the skeleton, filled by the warships that replenish the fleet. All of this is the exhaustive calculation of countless members of the staff team, and the busyness of thousands of staff officers on their backs. Only when their hard work is turned into one command after another and one by one is fulfilled can the combat effectiveness of the entire fleet be guaranteed.

If it weren't for the fact that the members of the special service fleet were really capable and had been prepared to adjust the rhythm early, I am afraid that the old members of the special service fleet would interfere with the operation of the clone fleet. This kind of mistake can be said to have been insisted on by the Free Alliance Army, and it still does not know how to correct it. (To be continued.) )