The fat man washed his face with cold water, picked up the unsweetened black coffee, frowned and closed his eyes and took a big sip.

Wait until the bitter liquid gets into his throat," he let out a long breath and opened his eyes. The tactical computer screen in front of me became clear again because of the refreshment.

Viewed from the commanding seat, the huge tactical computer light curtain "seems to be suspended in mid-air in a shrunken universe." The green-and-white capital star surrounded by clouds and mist is silently frozen above the dark curtain of the universe. The smaller companion star, the blue moon, the surrounding area, the five-centimeter-sized virtual battleship cursor, is like a small silver light fish entangled and swimming, dazzling to see.

The fat man loosened his collar with his hand and lit a cigarette. In the eyes of others, the movement of the warship is chaotic and unpredictable, but in his eyes, it is so orderly. Every little change is under control.

Being able to do this, the fat man knows, is all thanks to Hastings.

A big battle between the two star horns "Heidfield!" The words and deeds on the command platform have been firmly engraved into his mind and comprehended more than 30 kinds of basic tactics and hundreds of tactical changes in the past few days, and he has truly become his own.

It's hard for ordinary people to understand why Hastings only teaches the basic tactics of fat people. Even the fat man himself gradually understood it with the battle after the double star horn and the more than 200 battles in the decisive victory.

Speaking of which, the real-life battles since the Double Star Horn are completely different from the general battles of those games in Decisive Victory. The abundance of reality is the enemy of life and death. Every step is trembling like walking on thin ice, and there is absolutely no whimsical idea. But in the game, it is unbridled and wanton, not only the tactical changes do not pay attention to the rules at all, but there are even many people who fight indiscriminately.

These two have nothing in common, but the fat man found a common denominator: "The battle between a space fleet has thousands of changes", but all changes are inseparable from their origins, "all changes are born from basic tactics."

Those so-called advanced compound tactics are actually a combination of basic tactics! The reason why it has become a kind of tactical command science is not so mysterious. It turns out that the emergence of these advanced compound tactics in textbooks and classic combat examples is not because of how unfathomable and powerful this tactic is. It's because the commander can't complete the deduction calculation of the coriander, so he can only fix some of its common changes, "It's just easy to master and use!"

It's like a painting. With pen and ink on white paper, thousands of drawings can be drawn. Mountains, stones, insects, birds, beautiful heroes, or majestic and wonderful, or graceful and feminine" are different. However, without enough skill and artistic imagination, with a brush in hand, and wanting to draw some complex paintings, "the only way to do this is to follow a relatively fixed procedure with a pen in addition to copying the picture."

Children sing nursery rhymes and draw pictures based on the words in the nursery rhymes" is just that. The same is true of the ordinary craftsmen who paint on pottery furniture. When you look at the carved paintings and marvel, in the eyes of many people who really know how to do it, these things may be beautiful, but they always inevitably carry a sense of conformist craftsmanship.

From the moment he stepped out of the game pod, "the fat man understood why Hastings had only taught him basic tactics.

The reason is simple: he doesn't need to learn those advanced compound tactics at all! With his deduction ability, as long as he masters the basic tactics, he can change more beautiful and subtle advanced tactics!

Hastings understands the power of fat men better than anyone else.

At the beginning of the Great Patriotic War, this guy scurried around the world like a rat among Gacharin's troops, and "twenty-one consecutive escapes" seemed to many to be greedy for life and afraid of death. But few people think about what kind of vision and talent a chess piece in the chessboard needs to be able to see the chess game clearly and find a way out of the siege to "jump out of the chessboard!"

After that, this guy became Russell's disciple "with thousands of famous games in his mind." In the battle that led the bandit army to struggle all the way, these famous games were used by him countless times, and he won many battles!

This kind of big picture, this kind of unbridled tactical imagination and almost instinctive tactical use, as well as the world's unparalleled deduction and calculation ability, are hidden under the fat man's honest fat face, which always makes Hastings feel frightened. He knew that whether it was tactical imagination or deductive calculations, he was no match for the fat man, and neither was Sober!

Once the fat man has mastered the basic tactics, "he will break through the last layer of obstacles, put on his wings, and soar into the sky!"

Therefore, Hastings did not hesitate to use a great war as a classroom and taught it himself. Decades of command skills and experience were all condensed into those hours of fighting.

"Lecht, watch out for your left flank" Watch out for intercepting enemy patrol formations. The battle of "Fat Man Discovers U-Point" changes a little and quickly picks up the communicator.

"Yes." On the communication screen, Lecht quickly glanced to the left side of the tactical computer, and immediately found a problem, and said urgently: "351 fleet, 400 minutes on the left side, seize the No. 6 airspace, and be sure to control the enemy's frontal fleet within the salvo range of the main formation." Watch out for the four Western Patrol formations on your right, they may be about to lunge at our fleet. Stop them! ”

"Understood!" The commander of the 351 fleet replied.

I saw that on the screen, the 351st fleet of Feiyang quickly left the rudder for 400 minutes, and pressed back a Western fleet that was already close to the edge with firepower. At the same time, the outer patrol group drew a large arc to the right, "far away from the four Xiyo drive patrol formations that had quietly inserted themselves from behind, forcing them to slow down and turn back into their own brigade."

A series of changes" caused the frontal Western Army offensive to be frustrated. The battle returned to a calm stalemate.

Putting down the communicator, the fat man checked the data and intelligence on the tactical computer while marking the battle map with strange deduction symbols that none of them could understand.

The central command platform was unusually quiet against the background of the hustle and bustle of the command hall. The Allied generals looked up at the Skynet main screen in front of them from time to time while working.

The battle situation on the front line changes with the fat man's orders.

In the F-point theater, after eating the three class fleets of Banning, the Lane fleet, under the command of the fat man, once again shook off the enemy's entanglement with a subtle tactical change, "Forcefully blasted a gap between the two Q-class fleets." Immediately, twenty destroyer patrol formations, under the cover of the fire of the main formation and the escort of the fighter group, smashed into the battleship cluster of the Western fleet.

Under the golden light of the stars, the Fimeng Patrol Cluster was like a large river rushing into the sea at the mouth of the Yangtze River, rushing out of a sparkling fan-shaped turbulence. The huge umbrella-shaped main formation of the battleship of the Western Covenant was bitten off a quarter in an instant. If it weren't for Banning's extremely quick reaction, his driving patrol group quickly turned around and desperately intercepted the Allied forces, and almost overwhelmed the opponent's main formation, in the K-point theater, the Filipino Allied fleet, led by Rabinsky, had just thwarted a well-planned offensive by the famous Western general Kadeer.

At that time, Kader, who was attacking the Fijian Allied fleet with avalanche tactics, had already formed a semi-arc strangulation zone nearly 3,000 kilometers long in the forward area. The two sides drove the clusters and fought in this area, killing the sky and the moon in the dark.

Just when Kader saw that the fighters were mature and ordered the four class fleets that had been prepared by Q to kill in unison along the central axis and the outer rotation line of the war group, the two main formations of the Fiji Alliance battleships, which originally seemed to have attracted all the attention of the strangulation in front, suddenly turned around under the order of the fat man.

The grand white light of the salvo accurately drilled into the gap that the Xiyue Patrol Group had opened. The West-class fleet, which was advancing at high speed along the passage opened by the patrol group, was caught off guard and hit head-on.

For a while, I only saw the hulls of more than ten Western Covenant battleships twisted and shattered, and the explosions one after another were on the hull of the giant arrow, like erupting volcanic lava. The violent explosion spewed large and small wreckage and severed human limbs into the void. The warships behind were in a mess in the emergency evasion, and "those who were in a panic even collided with each other."

Confusion "spread quickly. Before the Xiyue people could react, "the frontal Fijian fleet began to counterattack like a tide............

In the point C theater, two Western Covenant-class fleets and two Fiji-class fleets were shelling in formation while facing each other.

The Western fleet, which had the advantage of the terrain, was the first to open fire. Its commander is obviously an experienced veteran, and the timing and angle of the cannon are very spicy. While destroying the four Fijian warships in one salvo, the fleet also quickly turned around with sheep's horns, turning one left and one right, trying to escape the angle of the Fiji Allied fleet's shelling.

On the surface, the entire tactical maneuver of the Western Fleet was clean and neat, and it completely prevailed.

You must know that space battles have always been the first to be king. The battleship travels at a high speed of hundreds of kilometers per second, which will make any attack position only have a short period of ten seconds.

No matter what the commander gives the order, he cannot start it until the tactical maneuvers of the enemy or his own side have been fully completed. Therefore, he had to make a judgment in advance and give orders to get the first salvo and evade it first. Even if it is only a few seconds slower, the power of the artillery attack on the backward side will be greatly reduced by confusion and losses.

This time, it was the Western Fleet that completed the salvo first!

It is a pity that the commander of the Western Liaison did not know that the orders given by his opponents were not directed at his shelling" but at his evasion. The route after the shelling of the Western fleet, the evasive tactics used, the speed, the angle, are all in the fat man's calculations.

Therefore, the Western Commander did not wait for the artillery bombardment of the backward Fijian fleet, which he expected.

He was horrified to find that the Fijian Allied fleet did not fire at all, "but turned directly, and with a two-knife cutting tactical change, it directly bit the tail of its own fleet that was diverging its head."

Two minutes later, the Allied fleet opened fire.

The white light engulfed the tail of the Western Fleet, and more than twenty Western warships suffered heavy damage, which was March 28, 2064. The fifteenth hour of the outbreak of the fighting.

From the left to the right of the battlefield, the warring sides fought each other, and between the battleships and the battleships, it was almost hand-to-hand combat.

The front-line artillery fire was flying one after another, and in the eyes of all the officers and men of the Filipino League, the flagship of the Filipino League, President Hamilton, the fat man, who had slept less than 10 hours in more than 80 hours, calmly "commanded the operation" from the command seat.

"Kill!"

A Gacharin, a Kraken, land-based fighter plane, rolled in the air, and suddenly rushed out of the dense clouds "Dead bite an iron-gray Siyo space fighter."

The huge Western Space Fighter "has a higher defensive power, but it is not as maneuverable and flexible in the atmosphere as a land-based fighter designed for intra-atmosphere combat."

As soon as it was bitten by the Gacharin land-based fighter, the Xiyue space fighter began to sway left and right, constantly using feints to try to get rid of the pursuit of this Gacharin land-based fighter.

But it was all to no avail.

Moments later, as two missiles hit the fuselage one after another, "the West Space Fighter turned into a dazzling fireball among the countless bats flying and entangled and chasing in the sky.

"Brother, well done!" A Lelei fighter that followed behind the Gacharin fighter "accelerated to the side of the Gachalin fighter." Leray pilots gave a thumbs up to the enemy a few years ago.

"Thank you." Pilot Gachalin's index finger and middle finger were put together, and he shook it in front of his forehead and saluted in a dashing manner.

He knew that if it weren't for the fact that this Lelei fighter had been protecting his diagonal rear and forcing the West Space Fighter in front of him to kill his opponent, it wouldn't be so easy.

"Another one! It's mine! The radar beeping siren sounded, and the black fuselage of the Lelei fighter suddenly deviated, like a short-line kite, flying into a cloud.

Gacharin fighters followed.

The clouds and mist in the sky, beside the canopy of the fighter plane, flew backwards in wisps.

Suddenly, two missiles under the wings of the Lelei fighter shot out one after the other, and immediately, the fighter plane suddenly accelerated like a falcon and jumped through the clouds, and swooped down on a Western space fighter that had just discovered the missile and was about to take evasive actions.

"Brother, I heard that you have carried our Admiral Tian before?" Pilot Leray asked in the communication channel as he bit the West Fighter.

Pilot Gacharin smiled and said: "Yes, a few years ago in Mozyc. "The one that was airdropped to the wrong rear? "Pilot Le Lei has locked the West Covenant fighter, and the bead-like energy cannon chased the tail of the West Testament fighter frantically rolling and shaking, causing the fighter's energy shield to flash randomly.

"Yes!" Pilot Gacharin followed in the rear.

His gaze was cast into the distance. Above the clouds in the sky, countless Xiyue warplanes with meteor-like flames formed a magnificent waterfall group, covering the sky and falling endlessly. The sight is spectacular and heart-pounding. On the ground, one after another Fijian fighter planes took off from the airfield and soared up from a low altitude to "heroically meet the enemy."

Between the sky and the land, thousands of warplanes chase and dogfight. At a glance, the whole sky looks like a seabird perched by seabirds, and "thousands of seabirds cover the clouds." Almost every second, a wrecked fighter plane explodes in the air, turning into a fireball in the air" or falling straight to the ground, turning into a mushroom cloud rising into the sky in the mountains and mountains of the vast land or the high-rise buildings of the city.

The battle has been fierce to the extreme.

In order to open the landing channel, the Western fleet launched attacks in seven major regions of the planet at the same time.

On several occasions, the Celestial Fighter Cluster "relied on its superiority and the fact that the space carrier could move at will, and almost opened a landing channel." However, every time, the pilots of Lelei sacrificed their lives to meet them and fought bravely. Even if only one or two squadrons remained, "they will fight to the death." Until more fighters are dragged into the air to support.

This is a kingdom of heroes, and we will not be conquered! Thinking back to the fiery words that ran to the Lelei land-based air base, and looking at the Lelei fighter in front of him, "Pilot Gachalin only felt his blood boiling.

"Boom!" The Westo's space fighter turned into a ball of fire. The Lelei fighter that had been biting it tightly pulled the nose of the plane, like an eagle that had always been proud, skimming over the flying wreckage and debris and soaring into the sky.

"Brother, you're in good luck." Pilot Lelei laughed: "General Tian is my idol.

"Idols? If you take that guy once, you'll know. Pilot-Gachalin muttered in his heart, pulled the nose of the plane, and followed.

"Do you think we're going to win?"

"I don't know. All I know is that we will never lose until I die! ”

This was the thirty-third hour of the outbreak of the battle on March 29, 2064.

The streamlined fuselage of the two fighters sparkles under the blue sky and white clouds.

Ahead, at least three Western space fighters are already approaching.

"Come on, grandson!"

In my ears, I heard the roar of the pilot Lelei.

"Fire!" Loxani clung to the armrest of the command seat, trying to stabilize her body in the violent shaking.

The piercing sirens of the battleship being hit "the groans of the wounded officers and men, the hurried footsteps of the medical staff and the damage management team, and the roar of the combat officers filled the entire battleship."

The scarred battleship, after a sudden shock, suddenly opened fire on the bow of the main gun. The white light swept through the void and slammed into the bridge of a Western battleship.

"Hit!" In the communication channel, in the command hall, a frantic cheer sounded. Despite being so tired from the ongoing battle that they were no longer human, the officers and men were still waving their fists and cheering.

"The ninth! Hahahaha! ”

"Our Feiyang Army is not a vegetarian! Let the bandit army take a good look at the boys, the old boys are no worse than them in terms of fighting! "Look. It's the Monterey Empire, the coastline, the mothership, caught by us. ”

"Don't be stunned, the main gun is ready. Hurry up, hurry up! ”

The roars of the officers and men, mingled with the sirens of the battleships," echoed in Loxani's ears.

She looked up at the tactical computer screen.

On the Western Defense Chain that surrounds the capital star in a semicircle, the Filipino Alliance fleet is still fighting desperately.

F-point" The Lane Army, with only twelve fleets left, has been completely strangled into the cluster of Banning's fleet. The warships of both sides opened fire almost against the portholes. Quite a few warships "chose to ram the enemy at the last minute."

At U point Chacna's 123rd Fleet and Lechte's Phantom 1st Fleet had already pushed the enemy back more than 150,000 kilometers. Every battleship is already scarred.

In the airspace of point C, where he was, there were wrecks of battleships everywhere. There are those of the West Covenant and there are those of the Philan.

Of the forty Fyan fleets, less than twenty-five remain. More than a thousand warships, along with their masters' own comrades-in-arms, remained forever in the vast starry sky.

At point k, Rabinski and Ballas "didn't have an X past their offensive from start to finish." The airspace in which they fought deviated more than 80,000 kilometers from the original battlefield.

At this moment, "it was the early morning of March 30, 2064. The battle broke out exactly forty-six hours.

As the minutes passed, the battle that broke out in the airspace of the capital of the central star field of Lelei continued in a tragic and silent atmosphere, and the process of fighting continued "beyond the expectations of many people.

Whether it was the soldiers who were fighting bloody battles on the front line, or the fleet commanders" and even the observers next to them, they did not expect that in the face of the Sober fleet, the fleet of the southeast alliance of the Filipino Alliance did not fall behind in the slightest with its inferior forces. On the contrary, in many local battles, they also used exquisite tactical coordination to defeat the enemy on many occasions.

What is even more shocking is that the atmospheric battle, which many people thought would end in a few hours at most, lasted for more than thirty hours. Wave after wave of Western fighter planes burst into the atmosphere and returned again and again in vain.

According to the pilots of the West, it seems that the Leray Federation "has concentrated all the land-based fighters that can be concentrated on the Lelei capital star." Not only did the land-based pilots die, but the armored units on the ground frantically fired missiles into the sky.

The entire capital star is like a hedgehog with spikes spread all over its body.

The parliamentary spacecraft confinement chamber was "quiet. Harriman, Berg, and Ren Shang sat on the floor, staring at each other without saying a word. As a result of the assault on the West Row reporters, they were warned by the captain of the ship and stuffed into this lock-up chamber for the crew members who had violated discipline.

The room was empty. No chairs, no beds, not even windows. Except for one door, the only thing that accompanied the three of them was the white electronic light of the ceiling overhead.

Harriman sat in the corner with his back against the wall. Berg kept his head down, not knowing what to think in the corner. Ren Shang stared at the ceiling, his eyes half-squinted.

"How much longer?" Harriman asked.

"Twenty minutes." Ren Shang replied.

They had all their belongings confiscated, and they didn't even know the time. Ren Shang began to count time as soon as he entered the confinement room. For them, "every minute and every second is a difficult ordeal.

But "no one regrets it."

In Berg's words, if he had turned back the clock, he wouldn't hesitate to beat up the Western reporters one more time.

"How's it going out there now, you say?" Hearing that there were still twenty minutes to go, Harriman and Berg were in good spirits. Berg looked up and asked, "Are we going to lose?" ”

Harriman and Ren Shang looked at each other and shook their heads bitterly.

They don't know if the dust has settled on this near-doomed battle when they walk out of confinement. I don't know how many of those heroic Filipino League officers and soldiers will die under this starry sky.

In silence, I don't know how long it took, the door opened.

The three people who jumped up from the ground were surprised to find that it was the captain who had opened the door himself.

"How's it going?" Harriman stared at the captain closely. Although it was this middle-aged man in his forties who ordered himself and others to be confined "But Harriman knew that this was a neutral person who sympathized with the Filipino Alliance. Confinement is just a matter of business. On this neutral ship, he must be responsible for every passenger and cannot take sides.

The burly captain stood quietly in the doorway, his eyes sweeping over the faces of the three of them one by one, his eyes complicated.

"I have to admit it," the captain's voice was low, "Fiji fought tenaciously. ”

Tenaciously heard this word: "The hearts of the three people sank."

The "battle in the atmosphere of the capital planet Leray" lasted more than forty hours. Now "the Celestial transport ship has entered the atmosphere." The captain's brows tightened together: "Originally, I thought that after the Xiyue people landed, the Filipino allies would choose to retreat, but I didn't expect that their offensive would be more fierce than before. I'm afraid "they don't plan to get out of here alive"

The captain's words were like a stab in the hearts of Harriman and the others.

"At least they haven't lost yet!" Harriman hissed.

The captain looked at Harriman, nodded, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"They played beautifully. From beginning to end, I didn't see the people of the Western Covenant taking advantage of them. Not only that, but the outer defense chain of the Western Covenant "was also torn apart by them." Before the war, I am afraid that no one thought of this. The captain said sincerely, "I have great admiration for this commander of your Filipino Alliance. I also admire each and every one of your soldiers. Such a hard battle, to fight to this point, even if you lose this war in the end, you can be proud of them.

"Besides, I'll tell you a piece of news," said the captain, smiling slightly, "When I came over just now, Sauber's flagship sent a clear signal to the Filipino fleet. Sober was to speak to the commander of the Filipino League. The call is a public code" and we are able to receive it as well. He leaned over and moved out of the door, "Let's go to the viewing room." ”

Sober wants to talk to the commander of the Filipino League?

Hearing this shocking news, where could the three Harriman stand. Before the captain's words landed, they had already rushed out of the confinement chamber and flew towards the viewing hall.

In my mind, there was only one question left.

"Sober, what does he want to say?!"! ~！