Volume 10 Chapter 75 Takes Root

The white meteor-like cannon light streaked through the pitch-black void and sank into the body of a Binart's [Acura]-class cruiser that had lost its energy shield.

A moment later, a violent explosion broke the beautifully shaped and slender cruiser from the middle. Liquid gases from human limbs, metal wreckage, and broken pipes spray into space like octopus ink; The flames at the fracture tumbled outward, engulfed by the void, and poured out in a steady stream; The blinding light of the explosion flew along the rows of portholes on the battleship's bridge to both ends; The massive tail thruster broke off after a violent detonation and burst into space.

"The wolf pack tactic is the only tactic used to drive the patrol group to perform a quick strangulation. Simple, fast, ferocious. In the early stages of the battle between the two sides, any advanced composite tactics are useless. Really able to do it fast"

On the command seat, which was brightly reflected by the explosion light on the screen, the pale Hastings commanded the battle while giving a lesson to the fat man next to him.

His right hand tapped twice on the virtual keyboard, and a red box on the Skynet screen quickly shrank, locking on a phantom patrol formation not far from the [Acura]-class cruiser that had just exploded on the real-time combat simulation map.

"A422 squadron, cut into the middle of the enemy's two fleets, E231 and E243, you have five minutes, and the passage has opened for you."

With Hastings' order, the fat man saw on the screen, the red box composed of ten red battleship cursors numbered A422 quickly changed direction, three Fei Yang [Shark]-class cruisers led seven [Lion Cub]-class destroyers, flashing E241 and E243 numbers on the opposite side, inserting in the middle of the West Cruiser formation.

The fat man set his sights on the telescope.

In the picture of the telescope, this Feiyang driving patrol formation is moving forward and firing at the same time. The flickering light made the fleet look like a troop of cavalry galloping forward in the middle of the battlefield with torches extinguishing and killing the sky.

Endless cannon light intertwined like a web around the black hull of these battleships, and violent explosions of light swelled and burst around like bubbles.

Before and after them, there was already a tragic scene of melee.

A detachment of the Filipino Alliance and the Western Covenant collided head-on. It's like two combs, the teeth of the combs are intertwined with each other, I have you, you have me. The distance is only a few hundred kilometers. The distance is close, almost passing by.

The energy main guns in the bow of the ship gushed out with the captains' orders to "fire". Thick white light swept through the void and pierced into the target's body, or through the side of a high-speed battleship, shooting into the vast universe. The secondary guns on both wings and the rotating turrets all over the body poured fire into all directions frantically, and the pace of shooting was suffocating. As far as the eye can see, the entire battlefield is shrouded in this dense shuttle of light bullets.

The fat man couldn't help but hold his breath.

It was the most tragic and ferocious battle he had ever seen.

When Hastings commanded Lecht's sixty high-speed Fiyan patrol formations to bypass Deimos and strangled together one hundred and eight Binart patrol assault formations in an instant, the entire universe trembled.

At the moment of collision, the striker turned on his back, and the battleships behind him continued to surge forward.

The battleship in the center of the formation charged at high speed in a crowded and narrow space, almost approaching the opponent's armored shell and firing. In order to seize the attack position or prevent the enemy from seizing the attack position, he even does not hesitate to directly crash into the enemy's hull. The fleets on the periphery were divided into left and right flanks and rears of the opposing formation. The trajectory of the fleets on the screen is like a messy line, encircling and entangled.

In just five minutes, hundreds of warships had already turned into cosmic wreckage in the white light of the explosion.

Such a speed of battle damage makes people's scalp tingle.

"The main point of the space fleet tactics is control. Whether it's wolf pack tactics, cobra tactics, sandstorm tactics, decapitation tactics, heart piercing tactics, dual knife tactics, Hot Wheels tactics, horn slalom tactics, avalanche tactics, door closing tactics, vampire tactics, and so on. If you don't have full control over your fleet, you'll find that your tactical execution is declining when the battle hits the ground running. In the end, the whole battle will collapse because of the chaos. ”

Hastings' voice was cold and serious. These classic tactics of space command that he uttered from his mouth. It is no stranger to the command officer who has received formal military education, but for the fat man who was born as a mechanic, he only knows his name.

However, the fat man listened attentively. Engrave every word he says into his heart and memorize it firmly.

He knew it was the only and last chance Hastings would be able to teach him tactical commanding skills. The old man's face was getting paler and paler.

On the screen, the lock red box of the command system disappears, and then another fleet is quickly locked on.

Hastings glanced at the Skynet screen and ordered in a deep voice: "General Franklin, along Line 4, detour to the left flank of the battlefield, the main formation of the battleships of the A3 fleet will open fire in a minute and twenty seconds, this is your only chance to pass directly in front of the enemy E6 cluster." ”

The fat man saw that, following his orders, a fleet of five destroyers, led by Rear Admiral Franklin, one of Lecht's subordinates, was making a detour from the periphery to the left flank of the battlefield.

If they were able to get to the left flank in time to engage in battle according to the route designated by Hastings, then, within ten minutes, the Phantom fleet would be able to form a local advantage on the left flank and annihilate the four Western Patrol formations that had been cut to the periphery in the struggle.

However, in order to make a detour to the left flank before the enemy could escape, Franklin's fleet had to pass through the front of the opposing patrol group.

This is definitely an extremely dangerous move in the chaos of the battlefield. Once bitten by the enemy's frontal advance of the patrol formation, let alone detour back to the left flank to annihilate the enemy, even it will be difficult to protect itself.

The fat man's eyes were staring straight at the screen.

The Franklin fleet, in the red box of the chain of command, has begun to carry out Hastings's orders.

Although in front of them to the left, countless Western warships were plugged in at high speed. If they encountered, they would suffer a fatal blow to the port side under the enemy's guns, and they would not even have a chance to fight back. Still, they carried out Hastings's orders steadfastly, without the slightest hesitation.

These retired soldiers of the Double-Headed Eagle Fleet were Hastings' most loyal followers. Their trust in Hastings is unconditional

The Franklin fleet accelerated, circled around the warband, and flew towards the left flank. Just as they reached the front of the opposing team's patrol group, and were about to be bitten by several formations of the enemy breaking through the middle lane, the salvo of the main battleship of the Phantom Third Fleet passed in front of them at the right time.

The tide of cannon light instantly overwhelmed the enemy's patrol group. The Western Fleet, which pounced on it, either urgently evaded or was swallowed up by the white light. The Franklin fleet, on the other hand, calmly crossed an arc in front of them and sailed away.

The whole fit is wonderful

This is Hastings' almost terrifying commanding prowess

The strangulation battlefield that seems chaotic to others is clear in his tactical computer. Every patrol formation, every battleship, and even every salvo time and design angle of the battleships of each *-class fleet are under his absolute control

"Time and line are two of the most critical elements in tactical coordination. If you can't get your fleet to use time and lines to cover each other, then you'll have to incur unnecessary additional losses. This is a big no-no for a commander. ”

"Baht must be compared, which is a disadvantage for ordinary people. They care about money. And for a commander, it's a plus. They are concerned about the lives of officers and soldiers. If you lose control of the battlefield, additional casualties occur. Then, your subordinates will be suspicious of your assigned routes and plans, and when they start to reject or delay your orders on the battlefield and choose their own way of fighting, that is when you fail. ”

"Operational command, the focus is not on which tactics you use, but on using an appropriate way to accomplish your strategic objectives at the current stage. Every decision you make should be centered on that. The goal of the first stage is to test the opponent, control the opponent, and prevent the opponent from seeing your bottom line; Nor do they give the opponent a chance to break through, surround or divide you. Lay the foundation for the next stage [stalemate]. ”

The fat man stared at the screen, listening to Hastings's teachings, and his mind recalled little by little every detail of Hastings's command on the tactical computer—the position of the formations when the fleet was attacking; the respective routes of the central and outer fleets when entering the strangulation state; target selection and salvo frequency of the battleship's main array; Each battleship cooperated with each other to cover each other

He found that although the old man's command did not deliberately seek speed. However, the pace of the attack of the sixty patrol formations was astonishingly fast.

It's the speed that comes with control and efficiency

Every firing and turning of every battleship was to the beat of Hastings's command. Whether it's forward, backward, roundabout. All the tactical moves were played to the extreme by Hastings, and nothing was wasted.

Although the Western Cruiser Fleet was twice as large as the Phantom's First Fleet, the sixty Cruisers were not inferior in the slightest.

Looking at the sixty patrol formations that were almost integrated, they calmly and calmly opened fire in the Western Patrol Cluster, which far exceeded their own numbers, and firmly blocked the Western Fleet at a distance of 20,000 kilometers from [Phobos].

The fat man suddenly felt that there was a kind of enlightenment that was taking root in his heart

The flagship command hall was bustling with hustle and bustle. And on the high command platform, there was silence.

The Western generals stood solemnly, staring at the thin and erect back of Sobo in the command seat. The virtual screen of the tactical computer, suspended in a semi-circular shape in front of Sober. In the huge television image from the front, another [Sand Wolf]-class destroyer was destroyed by enemy fire.

The light of the explosion, from a small point of light in the distant void, swelled into a huge ball of light like a star, filled the entire screen, and then passed through the porthole of the command hall, and finally disappeared into the universe.

The battle loss ratio is 3:7, and the Fijian League has the advantage

The generals of the Western Covenant could not believe that with a nearly twice the advantage of their forces, the Western Covenant fleet was actually at a disadvantage. At present, 70 percent of the more than 100 warships damaged by both sides are their own warships. Moreover, judging from the battle situation, the nine *-class fleets that broke through the left flank were simply unable to break through the interception of the opponent's five *-class fleets. This means that Sober did not trade casualties for a strategic advantage.

From start to finish, it was just a simple and losing encounter

Looking at the well-defended Feiyang fleet on the telescope screen, everyone felt a deep sense of powerlessness from the bottom of their hearts.

Sober is a military genius who comes out once in a century in the West.

It was under his leadership that Xiyue, who had been suppressed by the Filipino Alliance, was able to seize dozens of strategic points of the human interstellar channel in one fell swoop in the early stage of the war, and cut the behemoth of the Filipino Alliance into pieces that could not be taken care of from end to end.

It was also under his leadership that the integrated Western Coalition Army was able to achieve local superiority in the major war zones of the human interstellar territory. With its economic, military, scientific and industrial strength, which is far inferior to that of the Filipino League, it has the upper hand. The filigree was overwhelmed.

Since his father's defeat thirty years ago, Sauber has made it his life's goal to defeat Hastings. Today, he is at the peak of his life as a commander in terms of intelligence, physical strength, will, energy, and experience.

However, this is such a character, who is going south with the momentum of wind and thunder, and his troops are multiplied by the enemy, and he is not the opponent of Hastings?!

looked at Sauber, who frowned slightly and operated the tactical computer with a cold face; Seeing the bandit fleets that were already approaching at high speed from both sides of Phobos on the Skynet screen, and the fleets of the two sides that were about to make contact between the middle and right flank theaters, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

The battle is about to be in full swing.

If the Southeastern Campaign had just begun, and the contact of the left flank theater was only a small part of the entire Twin Star Horn battlefield, then how much would Sober lose in front of Hastings when the fleets of the two sides were in full contact?

Alessandro stood straight behind Sober, his clenched fists already covered with sweat.

After having followed Sauber for many years, he knew better than anyone what this battle meant to him - it was the whole meaning of every minute and every second of his youth, middle age, and future life

He lived to defeat Hastings

Once it fails

Alessandro couldn't have thought about it any further.

He turned his head and noticed that the round-faced staff officer beside him was not flattering, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?" Alessandro half-squinted his eyes and couldn't help but ask.

"The next stage is [Hold Together]," Moore looked at the two fleets that were getting closer and closer on the Skynet screen, and said lightly: "At this stage, the general is invincible in the world."