Although they had already witnessed the whole thing through the Skynet screen, when the battleship that had hurried to the Silver Elephant Galaxy ended its last leg and appeared at the end of the airspace of the jump point, Admiral Wang Nanxu and a group of Salga generals were still stunned by the scene outside the porthole.

The ship slowed down. The retracted tail thruster wake and the turned steering thrusters allow the ship to slowly approach the airspace of the jump point in a watery manner. Ahead, the flickering lights of the hovering navigation tower and the hundreds of First Fleets of the Salga Capital around them were gradually zooming in like slow motion.

"This is the First Fleet? That Salga's main fleet, which was rated as a first-class in combat effectiveness? The generals stood by the portholes, watching the battleships floating in the air glide past them, and suddenly, there was a feeling of being in a dream.

Five hundred meters away, a Salga [Napoleon]-class battleship stood upside down. Although there is no difference between south, east, west, and north in the universe, the reference line formed by the invisible channel in the void from the jump channel to the jump point still makes the posture of the battleship in front of him look miserable and helpless.

Its stern was raised high, clearly visible just in front of the clear portholes. The tail thrusters in the X-layout were completely blown out, and even the bow, flying wings, and several steering thrusters under the top and belly of the ship were all turned into incomplete rags.

The bridge lights of the battleship were still on. Half of the hull was bathed in the golden glow of the stars, the other half was hidden in the black of the backlight, except for the light from the portholes, which were stained by the halo of the windows, and the Salga military emblem painted on the steel shell only disappeared with the two-second flash of light from the navigation lighthouse.

Not far from the battleship, there was a [Brave]-class cruiser horizontally. This is the latest warship of Salga, which existed only in a database of drawings and technical reserves before the war, and only five hundred of them were built just a few months ago, all of which were equipped with the most elite Salga's fleet.

And now, the [Courageous]-class cruiser is turning on its side.

It had the bottom of four iconic turrets in a diamond-shaped layout, and it was aimed at the slowly passing ship, and the bridge tower was aimed at the upside-down battleship. Similarly, the cruiser's tail thrusters and steering thrusters were destroyed, and you can even see the criss-crossing knife marks on them.

The ship passed through the passage between the battleships and flew towards the center of the fleet. The further you go, the more battleships there are.

The capital's 1st fleet is a standard 3A fleet formation. The total number of combat ships and electronic ships, logistics ships, etc., exceeds five hundred.

In peacetime, such a fleet would already be the main combat unit in regional conflicts, and whether they appear outside the atmosphere of the immigrant planet or on the shipping lanes, they will be a powerful and terrifying deterrent of force to their enemies.

Even in the current era of cosmic warfare, a group fleet is one-third, or even one-half, of the defense force of an immigrant galaxy in most countries.

But now, these five hundred warships are like five hundred lifeless ghost ships, floating horizontally and vertically in the vast void of the Silver Elephant Jump Point. If it weren't for the fact that the lights on the portholes of the battleship were still on, everyone would even think that this was a war relic left over from the era of the Earth Federation.

The generals stood still on the bridge platform, silently watching the unpowered Salga warships glide past their eyes.

No one can put into words how they are feeling at the moment.

Shocked, shocked, heavy, this is the elite fleet of Salga, which has been away from the war for only a year. They were defenseless under the attack of a bandit cruiser and hundreds of devil mechs

While many would have been able to easily make excuses for what had happened to the First Fleet in the capital, they would say that it was because the fleet was unprepared and had contracted too tightly. It will be said that on a real battlefield, it is absolutely impossible for the mechs of the bandit army to attack from the inside to the outside so easily.

If the bandit mechs want to get close to the fleet, they must first crush the blockade of the swarm of fighters that are faster and more agile than them, and obviously, that is simply not possible

There are many reasons for this, but in the eyes of the Salga generals, they are all excuses for losers

War is war. There are no excuses for winning or losing. A loser who has lost his freedom, dignity, and even his life is even less likely to have the qualifications and opportunities to justify.

The only thing they can do is to take their grievances and unconvinced, and lie quietly in this lonely and empty universe and remain silent. When human ships pass by the battlefield years later, people will look at the wreckage and sigh, talk, and point fingers, but no one will pay attention to how the fleet came to an end.

More importantly, from a military point of view, this battle of bandits actually shows far more than everyone seems, and it is also more thought-provoking.

The Lelei Federation is a country that has been fought to the end of the war, and before the war, neither their national strength, weapon technology, nor military strength were the opponents of the Salga Federation. It stands to reason that they should be weaker than before, and they should not be Salega's opponents.

However, the grinding of war has made this country more powerful than Salga. Their tactics, their audacity, their mechs, brought not only shock, but also fear

Everyone can't imagine what Salga will become in another year or two. Perhaps at that time, this country, which once occupied an important position in the southeast and even within the entire Filipino League, will degenerate into a weak person who has not even had the strength to fight back after being beaten

Admiral Wang Nanxu's flagship [Dragon Lance] had already sailed into the center of the First Group Fleet.

At close range, you can clearly see black mechs surrounding you, moving with the movement of the battleship.

It was a group of steel beasts that looked like hellish devils, clinging to the armor of the surrounding warships, twisting their heads, or standing on the top of the bridge, quietly watching this side. Jump and glide from ship to ship, or follow the Dragonlance and run on the deck of the Salega battleship.

Approaching, stopping the ship, docking channel, pressure equalization, opening the hatch When a series of battleship docking work was completed, Wang Nanxu and dozens of Salga generals walked into the flagship of the capital's First Group Fleet.

At this moment, the Dream is completely different from the powerful space carrier in their memory.

The internal airport, control room, power cabin, electronic cabin, hangar, elevator, catapult passage and even living quarters have all been occupied by the bandits, and in front of each automatic door, there is a black devil mecha. In each compartment, the bandit soldiers pointed their guns at the surrendered Salga officers and soldiers.

In many places, traces of the battle can still be seen. Especially in the core area leading to the command room, there are blood stains and the wreckage of mechs everywhere.

This space carrier, which was supposed to be a trap set by Ronde, ended up being a safe for Fat Man and Fang Xiang. After the internal invasion took control of the mothership's central computer, the bandit mechs ran rampant all the way, while the mothership's own defense mechs and guards could not move an inch.

This has to be said to be a brilliant irony.

It's no wonder that Ronde was so angry that he vomited blood, and whoever he was, knowing that he was being played with by others like this and teased to death, he was afraid that he couldn't hold back the blood in his heart. What's more, Ronde was beaten by the fat man, and he had already been beaten to the point that his skin was open and his flesh was injured inside and out.

The battle ended quickly after the bandits stormed the interior of the mothership.

The officers and men of the 1st Group, who knew what had happened, simply gave up resistance.

No one wants to point their guns at Fang Xiang. Even though many of the officers of the First Fleet were picked up by Ronde and Fleet Commander Ramsay, they still did not dare to order their soldiers to attack the mothership and the bandit cruisers. I didn't even dare to have the slightest thought.

They know that once they give such an order, they may be the first to be killed.

This is the appeal of Fang Xiang. The astonishing beauty and the legend of following Tolstoy's bloody battle with the longbow were like a dazzling aura hanging over her.

Not to mention that no one was willing to take the risk of challenging all Fang Xiang worshippers, even if there were, after Admiral Wang Nanxu and the others appeared on the communication screen, they quickly dispelled this dangerous idea. It is better to cut down and demote officials or even to be investigated and go to prison, than to give your life to this place in vain

In the corridor leading to the mothership's command room, the footsteps of the Salgar generals were unusually clear.

In the cabins and halls on both sides, you can see the officers and soldiers of Salga sitting quietly under the supervision of the bandit soldiers. As dozens of Salga's generals walked past them, they raised their heads and looked at their commander with complicated eyes.

The further you go in, the harder it is for the generals to keep their mood calm.

They had to admit that the fat man with an honest face gave them the most shocking and memorable lesson in their military career.

This guy not only calculated the formation of the fleet, calculated the psychology of Ronde, but also calculated the entire Salga military. Even this communications meeting is part of a cohesive plan.

The appearance of hundreds of Salga generals shocked all the officers and men of the First Fleet. At the same time, what happened to the First Fleet also shocked all the Salga generals. No one wants to be the second Rounde. Therefore, it will be an indisputable consensus that Admiral Wang Nanxu, who is already very prestigious, will become the leader of Salga.

From the moment the cruiser loaded with [Rampant] mecha arrived in the Silver Elephant Galaxy, everyone has been dancing with this fat man's baton until now. And, will continue to jump

The last automatic security door opened, and the nervous generals entered the command hall.

Facing each other, the fat man and Fang Xiang stood with a smile.

The man in the uniform of a blue bandit army general has a chubby face and a pair of signature provocative ears. He tilted his head slightly, looking like a somewhat confused Shar Pei, with a simple face.

And Fang Xiang is still so beautiful and charming. Her unique elegant temperament makes people feel as if they are facing a charming orchid when facing her, and they can't afford to blaspheme at all.

She is so beautiful. What's more, she belongs to Salga. How does this make the men of Salga not infatuated with her, adore her, and be proud of it?

Admiral Wang Nanxu stopped. All the Salga generals who followed him also stopped.

In front of him, on Fang Xiang's charming smiling face, a pair of bright eyes were like a hazy mist gradually gathering in the mountains and forests in the early morning, and finally, tears burst out like pearls suddenly forming in a cornucopia.

The heart of every Salga general was as if it had been slammed by a hand.

In these tears, they seemed to see the fireworks of Tolstoy's flagship explosion in the Longbow system, and saw the scarred hull and the pained and confused eyes of the officers and men when the Longbow Local Fleet fell to the free world.

However, she kept fighting.

Like the man next to her, fighting for his homeland

Admiral Wang Nanxu gritted his teeth and straightened his chest.

"Salute"

The fat man looked around.

In the conference room, the Salga generals were seated. Everyone's eyes were focused on their faces.

The fat man moved his ass in the chair a little restlessly. Although he was already the general of the Leray Federation and the designated successor of the god of war, Hastings, he still felt that it was torture to sit in a conference room and preside over such a meeting concerning a country.

He's **, when will the owner of the dignified flower picking door also have to worry about national affairs, is there anything more unprofessional?

"I know, in fact, everyone has been speculating about what kind of situation Salga will face when he returns to the war, where the army will be sent, whether it will be used as cannon fodder," the fat man blinked. ”

The Salga generals all looked a little embarrassed. Fang Xiang glared directly at the fat man. This guy doesn't seem to know anything about tactfulness and subtlety.

And what's worse than that is obviously what he said

In fact, Fang Xiang himself also understood that it was difficult for the fat man to have other choices when it came to how to use Salga's troops.

First of all, from the perspective of the situation, the Salga fleet is an excellent supplement to the current insufficient Fijian Allied forces. Although Ronde was despicable, he still did a good thing, that is, he freed Salga from the rule of the pro-Silieu Speaker Seifer, and made the major military districts of Salga ready for first-class combat.

According to the information provided by Admiral Wang Nanxu before, if Salga participates in the war, he will be able to send twenty *-class fleets to the A3 galaxy within three days. Within half a month, ten to fifteen more *-class fleets can be dispatched.

These more than thirty fleets are simply too precious for the current Allied forces.

Fang Xiang could fully imagine what a huge encouragement it would be for the Filipino Alliance forces heading south when the Salga fleet appeared in the A3 system. You know, that not only means that the gap between the two sides can be narrowed to 7:10, but also that means the return of the country of Salga.

If the war continues, Salga's resources, industrial production capacity, and transportation and supply capacity will become an important guarantee for the long-term operation of the southbound coalition forces in the southeast after the Filipino Alliance is cut off from logistical supplies, Chakner is too busy to take care of himself, and the Lere Mountains are exhausted.

However, none of this means that Salga will be respected.

After all, a year before that, the country humiliatingly declared its neutrality and broke away from the Filipino League. It was their near-betrayal retreat that allowed Leray to crumble, freeing Seuss and Jeppen to attack Chacna, pinning down Ryan and Fyan's forces to the east.

No one was able to quickly build confidence in the Salga army. Those generals of the Allied forces will not hesitate to throw the Salga fleet into the hardest and most dangerous battles.

For them, it was a matter of course

Of course, Fang Xiang didn't want to see his motherland and compatriots treated like this. However, the mistakes made by Salega must be repaid.

Therefore, in her opinion, the worries of her colleagues are not unreasonable, and the fat man has no choice.

Fang Xiang knew that the fat man had already worked out a battle plan.

She didn't know the content of the battle plan, so she was in the same mood as everyone else at the moment. Staring at the fat man's eyes, he was disgusted, pleading and hopeful, and his eyes were extremely complicated.

The fat man has always been unproductive, and when he was glared at by Fang Xiang, his whole body was crispy. The obscene expression on that fat face was transplanted to the face of an ancient person, and it was the second ancestor who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman in a TV series, his eyes were sluggish, and his saliva was usually beaten by the handsome male protagonist.

He lowered his eyebrows and picked up the remote control on the conference table, and twisted his head to the screen: "Please take a look at this picture first." ”

The generals looked at the huge Skynet home screen.

The Skynet screen, which is twenty meters high and nearly sixty meters wide, radiates a bright light. Bright stars, green data and lines, red offensive arrows, yellow strategic point coordinates, and white channel lines all appeared. The whole diagram is like a huge black hole, attracting all eyes.

It was a schematic diagram of the battle plan -- a schematic of the battle plan for the attack on the Souss and Jeppen proper

Fang Xiang, who turned back at the same time, was stunned for a moment.

At this time, take out such a schematic diagram

"General Tian, what is this?" Admiral Wang Nanxu retracted his gaze and stared at the fat man's eyes tightly, and his square face involuntarily turned bloody because of surprise and excitement.

"This is my battle plan for the Salga Federation fleet." Facing Fang Xiang's surprised gaze, the fat man nodded.

With a bang, the conference room exploded

"Crossfire"

The generals of the Filipino League stared at the Skynet television screen in the conference room and held their breath.

The white light in the distance came from a Fiyan's reconnaissance ship. The small spaceship, which was only 36 meters long, was targeted by a small Binarte frigate, and after a short chase between the two sides, the Binarte small frigate bombarded the port side of the hull of the Fiyan reconnaissance ship.

The white light is the bright light emitted by the explosion of one of the auxiliary thrusters located in the middle and rear of the port side of the reconnaissance ship, which is located in the port side.

From the telescope, it can be clearly seen that a huge wound has been torn out of the hull of the reconnaissance ship, the burning flames are faintly revealing a little light inside the hull, and a large amount of smoke seems to crawl all over the breach, surging into the void with the emergency turn of the reconnaissance ship.

In the airspace not far from the Feiyang reconnaissance ship and the Siyo frigate, the reconnaissance ships, electronic ships and combat ships guarding them on both sides were like two groups of wolves that suddenly encountered, chasing each other, tearing and biting, turning in circles while seizing the attack angle, while approaching the opponent at high speed.

Suddenly, there was another white light.

This time it was one of Fiyan's high-speed destroyers that opened fire.

This [Silver Wolf]-class destroyer came up from the side, like a hungry wolf running silently in the dark night, and immediately opened fire without saying a word after seizing the attack position.

This shot was extremely accurate.

The Binarte frigate, which was biting the Feiyan reconnaissance ship in pursuit, was completely submerged in the energy cannon light cluster.

When the light cluster turned into an infinitely extended long line in the distance and dissipated, only the wreckage was scattered on the telescope screen

This cannon sounded the battle horn of both sides.

The ships of both sides, which had approached a sufficient distance, opened fire, and the main guns in the bow, the secondary guns on the sides and wings, and the rotating turrets on the top, bottom, left and right, were all sprayed with straight clusters of light. The criss-crossing chains of light instantly lit up the void, and warships flickered in this shuttling light.

Although this is only a battle between the reconnaissance ships of the two sides and a small number of escort fleets, it is not even a temptation, it is nothing more than to fight for a little more battlefield control area, a little more release of satellites, and the advantage of conducting reconnaissance. However, such a battle still made the heartbeat of every Fijian League general suddenly accelerate

You know, this is not an ordinary battle of the group fleet level. Facing each other at the east and west ends of the Twin Horn Corridor is a huge group of more than three hundred *-class fleets. Even if it is only less than 10% of the reconnaissance ships and frigates sent by each team, it is a super-scale battlefield shielding battle.

The battle broke out first in the central theater of operations, and then, in front of the Ryan fleet on the right flank, the light of energy cannons crisscrossed was also lit.

Because the combat units invested by both sides are mainly small high-speed ships such as frigates and destroyers, and the targets of the battle are mainly reconnaissance ships and electronic ships protecting their own side, the battleships that exchange fire have almost no formation formations, but swim at high speed in small formations and fire at each other.

Such a scene, although not as spectacular as when the main guns of the Grand Fleet fired a salvo, or when the space carrier released thousands of warplanes, but

The lightning speed of these high-speed destroyers and frigates, and the dazzling tactical changes, make the battle look even more intense.

Because of the tentative contact, coupled with the disadvantage in terms of troops, the central cluster sent twenty reconnaissance ships, five electronic ships, and two D-class fleets with a small number of cruisers and more than forty destroyers.

However, the Western Coalition forces invested the same number of reconnaissance ships and electronic ships in the Central Theater of Operations, which has some-for-tat meaning. However, in terms of escort combat ships, four D-class fleets were dispatched with twice the number of ships of the Filipino coalition. The meaning expressed is quite arrogant and playful.

This is a test before the official battle, and it is also a kind of psychological warfare.

The command of the central cluster believed that if it sent the same number of warships, the enemy would send not four, but eight

When the forces are at a disadvantage, there are times when they can only swallow their anger. In the absence of intending to escalate the number of fleets with the enemy and eventually surprise the entire army, the command could only order the reconnaissance ships and convoys to carry out a relatively restrained strategy.

However, although the central forward battleships faithfully carried out the orders of the command and deliberately avoided the enemy when choosing the airspace for reconnaissance and satellite release, this did not mean that the enemy did not come to seek trouble.

At this moment, the Central Theater of Operations is in full swing.

Under the cover of the convoy fleet, the reconnaissance ships and electronic ships on duty lost only one ship. The rest of the ships were smoothly withdrawn behind the escort fleet.

And the escort fleet in front of it, under the siege of the enemy, coped with some difficulty.

The right-wing theater of operations, on the other hand.

The Ryan fleet does not seem to be ready to complacent the enemy at the beginning. Not only did they send the same number of frigates, but they even sent two *-class fleets out of 600,000 kilometers on the left and right, forming a support line close to an asteroid belt.

The hideous muzzle and fire control locks of the battleship's main formation, the patrol cluster that is ready to attack like a cheetah, and the space carrier that constantly releases and recovers fighters, as if hooligans are playing with knives, undoubtedly does not show the attitude of the Lane people.

In front of the Lane fleet, the Siyo did not take advantage of anything. This made the Filipino Alliance generals in the conference room look at Machia and Fujii Tsuyoshi with admiration in their eyes.

These two young generals with very different personalities and temperaments have the same tough fighting style. Their performance is impressive.

The opposite is the left-wing battlefield.

A silent disdain gradually permeated the room.

In just a few minutes, the reconnaissance ships and escort fleets of the Western Covenant had already swaggered across the center line of the battlefield and approached less than 800,000 kilometers away from the bandit fleet.

The bandit fleet in the distance did not move. No warships were dispatched, no targeted movements were made, and the reconnaissance ships that came out were desperately retreating, and it seemed that they didn't know how to deal with it at all. Their commander, Admiral Russell, and a group of bandit generals were rushing to say hello to Hastings at the moment.

"Sit down, everybody." Hastings' wheelchair, parked in front of the head of the conference table. The old man looked around.

The generals looked at each other, a little hesitant.

The battle has begun. Although this was only a tentative exchange of fire between the two sides, the entire battle was carried out without unified command and a complete battle plan by the command headquarters. Whether it is the bandit army on the left flank, the main force of the coalition army in the middle or the Ryan fleet on the right flank, they all fight their own battles.

Could it be that the marshal did not want to give corresponding instructions for the current battle?

Just when everyone hesitated, at the conference table, the bandit generals sat down one after another. The sound of the chair moving and sitting down sounded extremely harsh.

"General Russell", an allied admiral from a member state in the southwest, finally couldn't help it, and Russell, who had just taken his seat, reminded: "The reconnaissance fleet of the Western Covenant is about to touch the nose of your fleet, are you indifferent to this?" ”

The admiral's words made the entire conference room silent.

All eyes were on Russell, and Macchia frowned slightly, her eyes confused and worried. Fujii Tsuyoshi was expressionless, except for a sneering sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"They're arrogant." In the eyes of everyone, the personable Russell smiled slightly, raised his eyelids, looked at the Skynet screen, and then looked away and no longer cared: "However, I never care about dead people." ”。