"This is the last shock, sir. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" the Colonel reported from the side.

"yes, I see. Help me ask how the Christie is doing. ”

“・・・・・・”

The noise of the entire bridge was as if a small flame had been spewed by a high-pressure fire extinguisher, and it fell silent for a moment, but the young man who had been sitting in the captain's seat reading a book did not raise his head in response to the silent scene. But then again, he'd been reading the third-rate fantasy novel that he was about to ruin since the entire fleet had been on first-level alert, and he let out heartless laughter from time to time.

The information he asked about the "Christie" had already been handed over to the teenager in the form of a report, and as for why he didn't know, it was probably because he had been reading.

"Sir, that ・・・・・・" Adjutant Colonel on the side leaned his face closer to the teenager who was reading a book in full view, and whispered, "From the fleet's internal network, the 'Christie' was completely silent ten minutes ago. A look at the latest battle reports should give you an idea. ”

The young captain of the "・・・・・・" did not raise his head, but by this time his eyes had become out of focus as he read the book. Then he sighed, picked up the hundred-dollar bill clip book that he had always used as a bookmark from the armrest, closed the novel with a "bang", and pondered for a while.

"Look what I'm doing, get to work." Christie's place was left to the other ships in his squad. ”

"Sir, Team 'Christie' is gone."

"・・・・・・" the young captain showed a hint of solemnity on his face all the time, and pondered again, "How long is it until the last impact?" ”

One of the ensigns glanced at the panel in front of him, manipulated it, and then said, "Thirty minutes to go." ”

"Hmm." The captain stood up from the captain's seat, stretched, and then said loudly to the captains and officers who were busy on the bridge: "From now on, the whole fleet will enter the A-class combat state, and all the alerts will be lifted, as long as it is a ship of unknown origin, there is no need to check the identity, and it is free to shoot." Mobilize the battleships in the reserve to the front line to participate in the battle, and the battleships in front will not be retreated as long as their guns are not broken. The 'Stalingrad' advanced 200,000 kilometers, and all the carrier-based aircraft of the ship took off 10 minutes later. All weapons on the ship are unlocked and reloaded. All the men are in place, and after ten minutes, they are in combat mode. ”

"That's not good, if we advance 200,000 kilometers, then we will only be 1,800 kilometers away from the frontline battlefield." The adjutant with the rank of colonel reminded in a whisper.

"Execute the order!" The temperament of the young captain at this time has completely changed, and the previous laziness and indifference to the battle situation have disappeared without a trace, replaced by a strong leadership, and every command seems to become the law of physics when spoken, which is irresistible.

Originally, it was like a rusty gear that slowly rotated the bridge, but at this time, it was as if it had been lit with lubricating oil, and it was turning rapidly, and everyone was in and out of the bridge for the orders of the young captain, shouting loudly in front of the console holding the walkie-talkie, and quickly clicking on the virtual keyboard on the operation panel to turn the three-dimensional projection in front of him into a ball.

The young captain quietly watched everything on the bridge, without making a sound, he knew that this was all he could do, and the most important thing on the battlefield was not how to kill the enemy, but how to survive.

Deck 03 below the third floor, there is the weapon control center of the "Stalingrad", where the attack orders transmitted from the bridge will be transmitted, and the weapons are unlocked, loaded, and launched in the weapon control center. So, it was also protected by the thickest armor plates. Twelve layers of ultra-dense titanium alloy armor, and five layers of vacuum layers, as far as the Institute's armor research laboratory tested, this level of armor can withstand five frontal hits of the orbital defense-level electromagnetic railgun without affecting the person on the other side of the armor plate, and everyone in the fleet calls it the "Athena" armor plate.

At this time, in the armed control center, dozens of rows of weapon consoles like arcade game consoles in the video game hall were all lit up with a faint blue light. The ship is too big, with a total length of more than 24.8 kilometers, and was officially completed a month ago, and it is the largest warship that can be built within the reach of human capabilities so far, and is called a "super aircraft carrier". In addition, this is the maiden voyage of the "Stalingrad".

Therefore, there is no need to waste valuable AI resources to control these fixed machine turrets and close fire guns, and the AI can only control those missiles and railguns and provide some small assistance such as calibration for these human-controlled weapons.

On each screen, the words "unlocked", "ammo reloaded", and "link to 'EVA'" are displayed. All operators sit in front of the console and follow the process manual to check every note, such as "whether the lever is sensitive", "whether the connection is wrong", "whether the crosshair calibration has failed" and even "whether you have used the toilet".

"Commander of the armed forces, all the staff are in place, and they can start at any time."

"Hmm." The young commander shook his long black hair, and while unhurriedly tying it into a ponytail, he lit up the internal communication system on the armrest with his elbow, "Bridge, bridge." Please answer if you receive it. ”

"Roger, this is the bridge." A long voice came from the communicator.

"Is it Ye Zi Maple? The Arms Control Center has already made preparations. ”

"Got it, listen to the order and be ready to fire at any time. Next time, don't call me by my name in front of so many people, and besides, can't you finish combing your hair, do you need me to comb it for you? ”

"Okay! Do you need me to read your book for you? The girl laughed and spread her ponytail and grimaced at the dimmed intercom.

"You get back in place, EVA, lights out!"

The adjutant nodded and turned to leave, and a blue pillar of light lit up on the 3D projector on the armrest, the pillar of light faded, and a small figure floated on the 3D projector.

"Little Shishi, I really hate the tone in which you ordered me." EVA thought in front of the girl in a dress, although she said complaining words, she still waved her hand towards the arms control center, and extinguished hundreds of fluorescent lamps on the ceiling at the same time, and at this time, the dark blue in front of the operators suddenly turned into sea blue.

"And what do you want? Let me beg you? The commander of the armed forces, who was called "Little Shishi" by EVA, twisted his head to the side and said to EVA with the back of his head, "But then again, my brother seems to be so serious for the first time." Do you know how many times he read that book? ”

"Forget it." EVA's eyes were slightly closed, and under the strong interference of the emotional data set, EVA could only express her helplessness in this way, "29 times. ”

"Oh, oh, that's a lot of patience. A broken book has been read so many times! "Little Shishi" said indignantly.

"Hey—" EVA let out a long sigh of anthropomorphism, "Alright, I'm leaving, the captain is calling me." ”

"Ah, stay a little longer." "Little Shishi" hurriedly turned her head, but the EVA had disappeared, and without the illumination of EVA, the seat of the chief of military control fell into darkness, like a black hand hidden behind the scenes, and no one could see her until the lights were turned on.

"Captain, you call me."

"EVA, turn all the energy from the reactor to the emergency engines and weapons systems, open the hangar deck, and it's time for the pilots to take off."

"Really." EVA complained the same thing, but still carried out every command. First, the emergency backup line was opened, the code signal sent from the bridge was set to the highest level, and then the "take off immediately" command was transmitted to the three-story hangar decks of 07, 08, and 09 all the way unblocked, so that all the "Night Owl" fighters used could take off. After that, he took full control of the reactor, first set up a five-layer anti-espionage code, and then began to divert the huge energy generated by the reactor to the emergency engine and weapon system in an optimal plan.

The progress bar in front of me gradually increased from "0.00%", and the yellow and black progress bar gradually filled the entire progress box, and the value also changed to "100.00%".

"That's it, Captain." The EVA keeps an eye on the progress bar until it is finished, which means that the reactor's energy is constantly fed into the emergency engine and weapon system. The whole process went through hundreds of identity authentication and line passwords, but EVA completed it in only five seconds, which shows how good EVA is as a high-performance AI, but even EVA can't control the ship independently.

"Good work, EVA." The captain did not turn around, and since the "Stalingrad" entered the A-class combat state, he has not left the electronic sand table, and this miniature battlefield projected on the table has included all the warships of the Navy under the control of the flagship "Stalingrad". The 1:200,000 shrinkage ratio turns a kilometer-long battleship and cruiser into a small spot of light, and the smaller destroyers and frigates are reduced to a pixel in size, and the Night Stalkers can only show their position when they appear in groups.

A group of lieutenant colonel-level staff officers kept discussing around this group of condensed blue points of light, and Captain Ye Zifeng stretched out his hand and slowly pulled the entire battlefield map, showing a blank space, a large area of red light spots like a mosaic, which slowly rushed towards the blue light points lined up in formation, although it didn't seem to be fast, but in fact, every small distance of one pixel through these red light spots represented that the distance between a hostile warship and "Stalingrad" was shortened by twenty kilometers.

Although they are all small and medium-sized warships with a length of 400~600 meters, there are too many of them that can't hold each other. Judging from the sand table alone, the seemingly impregnable line of defense on the blue side is like thousands of hungry locusts on the wheat to be harvested, leaving only the result of being devoured.

EVA didn't leave but seemed to be waiting for something, kept looking at Ye Zifeng's back, the human feelings suppressed by the emotional inhibition data set should not be reflected in the ontology of AI, but at this time, a slightly tangled expression appeared on EVA's face, as if he was going to make up his mind to do something. In the end, EVA didn't say what came out of his mouth, he shook his head helplessly, and the pillar of light flashed and disappeared on the three-dimensional projector on the armrest of the captain's system, and no one noticed this detail.

Time passed quietly in the tense atmosphere of the bridge.

Ten minutes before departure.

07 splints, the third squadron of the first aviation brigade, the rest area of the twelfth class.

It should have been a relaxed place, but at this time, it was dyed with a thick solemnity, the wide pool table had been emptied, and a fist-sized three-dimensional projector was placed on it, and the blue condensed light was crocheted into a huge star map, and countless dotted lines all pointed to the dense points of light on the opposite side, and one of them was marked as a solid red line.

"That's where we're headed." The squad leader held the billiard table with one hand and pointed to the solid red line with the other, "According to the instructions of the EVA commander, our squad is the first to arrive at the position, so we are also the first to start fighting, the enemy will not see that you only have two fighters and do not fire, don't have luck in your heart, you have to dodge the ray weapon when you see it, once you reach the position, shoot the missile out, and then return immediately, without delaying for a moment." Do you understand? ”

"Understood, sir!" The other three immediately straightened up and shouted.

"Hmm." The chief nodded in satisfaction, "Now you can ask questions." ”

"I have a problem, sir."

"Say it, Sergeant Jim."

"What if I miss?"

"Return immediately, don't delay. Who else has questions? ”

"What do you do when you encounter enemy fighters sometimes?" Another sergeant asked.

"Give annihilation, or you can choose to dodge. Are there any more questions? ”

"Nope." The sergeants replied collectively.

"Good. Finally, I would like to reiterate that once the fuselage of the 'Night Stalker' fighter is hit, it will immediately abandon the plane and escape. ”

"Yes."

"Alright, let's adjourn. Let's all get ready and meet in the hangar in five minutes. Jim, come over here. ”

"Yes, sir?"

The lieutenant pulled Jim aside, and the other three sergeants left, leaving only the lieutenant and sergeant Jim in the rest room.

"I know your mock class score is good, but I also want you to understand that our mission is not to attack, but to weaken, and I don't know what to weaken, this is information that can be consulted by B-level or higher clearance, but we are not going to die for this unknown reason. As soon as the missile strike does not work, return immediately without delay. Do you understand? ”

"Yes, sir. But ・・・・・・"

"No, but!" The lieutenant's tone suddenly became stern, "The blow didn't work, return immediately, this is an order!" ”

"Yes, sir!" Sergeant Jim immediately straightened up and gave a standard military salute.

"Well, take a break."

The lieutenant and Sergeant Jim walked out of the break room together.

At the same time, Earth, Germany.

A single-family villa in the Ruhr area is home to dozens of men and women in suits and gowns. The single-family villas next to the Rhine are erected in the embrace of the mountains, and this kind of detached villas are really rarer than gold in the overdeveloped Ruhr area, and its price is also many times higher than that of gold, which also discourages the rich who look at it, but who is really rich and who will look at such a villa in an industrial area? Even in recent years, after the Ruhr area has been treated, the environment is many times better than before, but people have not forgotten the old image of the Ruhr area with smoke and dirty air, which has also led to the strange phenomenon that people who look at it cannot afford it, and those who can afford it do not look down on it. For a time, these single-family houses built in the mountains also became unpopular, and no one cared about them for a long time.

Although everyone was dressed like this, there was no band to play, and there was only freshly ground coffee on the table, which was commensurate with the number of people, and everyone sat around a round table of red pine wood in the center of the hall on the first floor. Obviously, this is not a gathering of high-class people, looking at the nervous look on everyone's face, it is as if they want to rush to share the spoils after the robbery.

But the people sitting here, each worth hundreds of millions, either oil tycoons or bankers or aviation giants, will never do such a robbery, the reason is simple, the money stolen is not as much as the amount of money that has been credited to their bank account in the last second.

But these oil tycoons and the like are nothing more than a tool to make money, and they all have a unified identity - directors of the Admiralty Group. To put it bluntly, this identity is to invest in the Admiralty and let the Admiralty build warships to strengthen the three-dimensional defense network of the solar system. This time, they gathered on this extremely unpopular site for a meeting called the "Board of Directors Meeting", followed by a small celebration.

"That's it, that's it. For this operation, the accountants calculated a final repair cost, $2.2 billion. An old man with glasses puts the coffee cup that has just been brought to his lips back into the plate.

"It's unexpected, it seems like it's only a tenth of the cost of repairs in the past." The young woman in a dark purple tight-fitting gown was surprised to hear the offer, and gently covered her slightly open lips with her purple silk gloved hand.

"Yes, indeed. It seems that Boulder was not mistaken about the man. The young gentleman picked up the conversation.

"This can be regarded as comforting his spirit in the sky." Another middle-aged man spoke.

"But that's not the most accurate data." The old man spoke again, "The latest intelligence indicates that the fleet has detected the specific data of the last wave of impact. ”

He clicked on the table in front of him, and a semicircular three-dimensional projector rose from a round mouth in the center of the round table, and the light and shadow flashed, and a large red point of light was like stars in the space above the round table, and there were a small number of blue points of light floating quietly in the direction of the red point of light, like a spider in predation, quietly waiting for the prey to hit the deadly trap that had been arranged. However, the number of prey seems to be a little too much, and the spider seems to be unable to digest such a large meal.

"It seems that there is still some suspense." One sighed.

"I just hope that all these years of investment have not been in vain."

"Mr. President, what do you think?"

The directors sitting around the round table looked at the people who had been leaning against the corner since the beginning of the meeting, drinking freshly ground Blue Mountain coffee. Although he has white hair, this still can't hide the traces left by the years on him, and the angular face shows how handsome he was when he was young, but it is unknown whether there is some romantic past.

He wore a crisp Dunhill suit, a white shirt with a dark blue striped tie, a pair of shiny bulb-like Versace leather shoes, and a rose gold Glashütte watch on his left wrist. The whole body completely presents the image of an old man with a successful career.

Mr. President, who was called, did not speak immediately, still leaning against the corner of the room, slowly sipping the Blue Mountain coffee in the cup, and from the signs, Mr. President seemed to have to drink a whole cup of coffee before answering.

None of the directors spoke out during this period, but it was obvious that several directors were trying their best to suppress their excitement and try not to lose their temper. But Mr. President's slow attitude finally made several impatient directors unbearable, and the lady who thought she was huge said in a cold tone.

"Mr. Feng, your attitude is very bad, you must know that the president is not qualified to participate in a meeting of this level."

"Hey, what do you mean?"

The fat woman's words instantly angered the supportive directors who had always supported President Feng, and the young man immediately retorted with harsh words. It is no wonder that the directors are also human beings living on the earth, and it is the responsibility of the president to protect the earth from invasion. Before becoming president, Mr. Feng was also the commander of one of the four fleets under the command of the Admiralty, the "Nibelungen" fleet, which was named after the country of the dead, and was the head of the four fleets until Ye Zifeng became the commander of the "Stalingrad" fleet. After the last battle, Mr. Feng retired from his position as fleet commander. Everyone here respected Mr. Feng very much at the beginning, but then what followed was the Battle of Ganymede, that is, the fiasco of Jupiter's defense network operation, which made the "Nibelungen" fleet almost completely annihilated, although the reason was not Mr. Feng, but it also aroused the dissatisfaction of some directors with Mr. Feng, although this inexplicable dissatisfaction came from nowhere, but for a while, the voice of opposition to Mr. Feng's continued president in the board of directors became higher and higher, despite the repeated persuasion and persuasion of the supporters, but this turmoil still did not subside, In the end, it even evolved into someone wanting to quit Mr. Feng. As soon as this idea appeared, all the directors were immediately alarmed, and both the supporters and opponents all quieted down, began to reflect quietly, and then inexplicably stopped talking.

The development of the whole thing, the turning point is too sudden, a discerning person can see at a glance that this is someone operating behind the scenes, but what the directors don't know is that this series of things are all caused by Mr. Feng, only the fiasco of Ganymede is an emergency, Mr. Feng just made the following article, as for why, according to Mr. Feng's words, it is idle boredom and does not vent, and the following whole person will enter menopause and have to retire.

Although this farce has passed, it is clear that some side effects have been left behind. The most obvious thing is that there are still some people who are dissatisfied with Mr. Feng, especially in recent years, Mr. Feng's people have been spending more and more, which has also made those directors who speak against him find a handle and have been talking about it, and this plump lady is the best representative.

"Hmph, is there something wrong with what I said?" The woman's expression was full of disdain, "The level of the board meeting is three S, and the reality of the president is only two S, of course he is not qualified to participate." ”

"This, this ......" The young man was a little speechless, but his eyes were still full of trust in Mr. Feng.

"Well, that's right, there are only two S's at the level of president, but I didn't rise from a low level."

"Mr. Feng." The young man, who was still distressed before, heard Mr. Feng's voice and immediately stood up from his seat and invited Mr. Feng to take a seat. But Mr. Feng did not accept the young man's kindness, but just patted the man on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.

"I hope you don't forget that I have the same rank before I became president, and every fleet commander is at the rank of three S." Mr. Feng spoke slowly, and slowly walked behind the plump lady, "Moreover, two of my three S's are gold and one is copper. And you, Ms. Brian? ”

The plump Lady Bryan was already flushed and speechless at this time. Some of the supporters began to clapp, and gradually, all the supporters lined up, and the young men and women did not spare any of their strength, and the crackling applause shook the Blue Mountain coffee in the coffee cups.

After Mr. Feng smiled and gracefully made an aristocratic courtesy, the directors could stop applauding, and then continued: "For the faux pas just now, Ms. Brian, I apologize to you, and I hope you will accept my apologies. There are other directors who have prejudices against me, and I hope you will understand that I am not here to defeat you verbally, and that I might as well go back and take over the Nibelungen fleet. We have a common enemy, and it would be a bit of a stretch to talk about infighting in the meantime. ”

"Regarding the question asked by Hua Lao before, I can only say that the last impact caused the most damage to the fleet. Until now, we have not figured out how the other side managed to create such a sizable fleet in such a short period of time, so that they could be so unscrupulous, or even frantically launch the last impact. The problem of the population we can explain as overbreeding, but the creation of warships, which is not something that can be done overnight. ”

Mr. Feng took out a small remote control from the pocket of his suit and pressed a button on the huge three-dimensional projection on the table, and the picture on the three-dimensional projection flashed, and a virtual human figure was quietly suspended above the round table like a real body, slowly rotating in a clockwise direction.

"But then again, even if the number of warships on the other side is higher than ours, the difference in quality is not irreparable in quantity, and the overall structure of our warships is completed through decades of research by hundreds of the world's top structural and architectural experts, and it is not comparable to those inferior warships that are completed quickly. In the same way, we have advanced weapons systems, and although the plasma weapons of the other side are on par with our live-fire weapons, there is still a certain gap in general. ”

Mr. Feng pressed the button again, and the three-dimensional projection screen disappeared one by one, and the other picture was drawn into the display range of the projection. The huge projection area is densely covered with the shapes and detailed information of various parts, both human and enemy, and each part of the different form is magnified one by one and rotates clockwise, and then all the parts are close to each other, forming two warships with very different shapes. One has a silver-gray paint on the outside, each module is reflected in the appearance, the top of the battleship interrupted is the bridge, the huge floor-to-ceiling windows can not only observe the battlefield situation, but also facilitate the opponent's ammunition to shoot into the bridge, once the bridge is destroyed, the battleship will be paralyzed, so the captains always refer to this favorite floor-to-ceiling window as the "Eye of Death".

In 1991, the Admiralty senior management made it clear at a secret meeting in Geneva that their own warships should not be allowed to be seen by the enemy when they did not see them, which also made the warships in the fleet have a good stealth function -- the bow takes on the shape of a whale's head, and the wide bow gradually shrinks backwards. It is the entire hull that shows the appearance of a teardrop. All the functional modules are hidden inside the battleship and are invisible from the outside.

After that, the screen flashed again, and a person's avatar was projected, with a description of the line next to it.

"In addition, if the fleet commander commands properly, it is quite possible in the event that the losses are less than twenty-two percent. Brigadier Marshal Ye Zifeng is the most outstanding fleet commander I have ever seen, not one of them! In the Fleet Cluster Operational Command Exam, which is impossible to get a perfect score, he got this impossible perfect score, which also represents his excellence. Therefore, based on the above points, I can conclude that the cost of this operation will be less than $30 billion. ”

Mr. Feng pressed the button of the power button of the remote control in his hand, and the huge three-dimensional projection on the round table disappeared in a flash. The applause, which had disappeared for nearly ten minutes, rang out again, and this time even the directors with some opposition parties applauded together, although they still had an expression of refusing to admit defeat, but they didn't need to look at it to know that they had already made a positive evaluation of the president of the old version of the playboy image in their hearts.

"However, 30 billion, is it ・・・・・・"

"It doesn't matter, I'll give two billion!"

The distribution of combat funds began, and Mr. Feng knew that he had nothing to do with himself, so he quietly withdrew from the room. Before closing the door, Mr. Feng glanced at the richly dressed directors in the room, shook his head with a smile, and then gently closed the door.

"Hey, little leaf? The onslaught is about to begin. ”

"I know, I know. I also need you to remind me, I'm busy here, and you're still drinking whiskey on the earth! ”

"This is unjust!" Mr. Feng complained, took out a random pack of unknown cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one with a snap of the lighter, "I'm just drinking coffee." ”

"You know I hate cigarettes the most, I seem to smell cigarettes!"

Ye Zifeng angrily put down the phone, "Is the aviation thunderstorm satellite in place?" ”

"It's already in place, the enemy can detonate as soon as he enters the minefield!"

"Good! The timer starts counting down, and five minutes later, touch! Let all the 'Night Owl' fighters move forward, fire reconnaissance, and the 'Night Raid' operation begins. ”

"It has begun to move forward, and it is expected to be met in two minutes."

"Project the footage from the onboard camera to the home screen."

"Receiving, receiving." An ensign clicked enter. The picture on the main screen shifted, and the dark night sky continued to have light gray dust flying backwards in streaks, and the dense group of battleships in the distance grew larger and larger.

"That's a lot. Let the drivers pay attention to safety and return to the ship immediately after completing the task. ”

"Understood."

"The first batch of arrivals has begun contact, belonging to the 12th squad of the 3rd Squadron of the 1st Group, and two 'Night Owl' fighters."

"Switch to the monitor of the twelfth shift."

"Connecting, connecting."

The picture was suddenly covered with snowflake spots, but this did not last long, and after a few seconds, the image began to appear. In a trance, dark purple rays flew along both sides of the monitor, and the screen was covered with these dark purple rays. This is the enemy's fixed defensive weapon, and this weapon fires deep purple rays that can easily penetrate the 30-centimeter-thick titanium armor plate of the Night Stalker, which means that this weapon is deadly to the Night Stalker and his pilot, and if you don't dodge it all, there is only one way to destroy.

However, this pilot is obviously the trump card, the seemingly dense rays under the pilot's precise control of the "Night Owl" fighter, none of them are concentrated, and the pilot did not give up this precious opportunity, the hatch of the belly compartment was opened, and a missile painted dark gray was slowly sent out with a stand, and before the stand stopped, the missile pulled a bright and dazzling tail flame, and flew quickly towards a battleship in the distance ahead.

This is the "Stinger" air-to-ship missile developed by the institute's missile research institute, with an effective range of 800 kilometers, a maximum flight speed of 300 meters per second in a vacuum, and the power of the explosion can sink an "Arleigh Burke"-class missile destroyer with a single shot. But even with such power, the battleship in the face of the enemy seems to be a little more than enough and not enough.

The missile exploded before it hit the hull of the enemy battleship, and the area of the explosion produced a circle of light blue ripples, and when the smoke from the explosion cleared, the explosion produced an almost transparent light blue spot that was not easy to detect. This is the phenomenon when the energy shield produces energy.

(To be continued)