Fake Heroes Volume VII Chapter 113 Huishi (9

|In the room. ★ The Chinese network is updated rapidly, and the novel is complete ★ and quiet.

A five-metre-high dark brown coloured wooden bookcase. occupies half of the walls of the study. Topmost. It is neatly lined with all kinds of books.

No matter how the times progress. Mankind. There still seem to be some traditions that seem completely abandonable. For example, watches. For example, these brittle but heavy paper books.

E-book. Electronic Documents. A ubiquitous network. Home-based supercomputers, these can be alternatives to paper books. Can be final. They are still themselves. No one has replaced anyone.

In some ways. Humans are extremely stubborn. Loves to sit on a recliner. Basking in the sun. Hold a thick book. Smell the book. Immerse yourself in the cosy wandering of flowers or the free flight of thoughts. And not a few.

The little kid couldn't understand this

As a superintelligent intelligence that can wander freely in the written information of human beings even more vast than the universe. It really couldn't figure out why it was lying on a chair with a huge tome not much smaller than its own body.

Don't. Is this the irrational behavior of human nature?

sighed. The little kid was a little melancholy and dipped his hand in his mouth with a little "spit". Turn the book in your hand over one. Maintain an accurate reading posture. Looking up at Russell, who was standing on the bookcase's sliding escalator, "When is the dude leaving?" Have you made up your mind? ”

Russell flipped through a reference book on interstellar navigation. After a while, he glanced back at the little brat. He put the book back in its place: "Why are you in a hurry to get out of here?" ”

"Not really." The child's fingers rubbed back and forth in his white feet: "I'm afraid that the fat man won't be able to stand it." ”

Seeing these 10,000 years, there is no itchy skin or athlete's foot idiot. He withdrew his finger and put it under his nose and frowned. Sniff, sniff. Russell couldn't help but smile wryly and walked down the escalator. It is said that those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, but he really can't tell the difference. In the end, who is darker between the little boy and the fat man. They are all the 'enemies' of all human graces.

Walk slowly to the desk. On the silver-white desktop of the ultra-light metal structure, the virtual screen of the central computer is silently suspended. The interlaced rays form an interstellar map of the Longbow galaxy juxtaposed side by side. A map of the Bermuda Passage and a battle plan with the deduction process.

Russell stared at the virtual screen. I couldn't help but sigh silently. These things on the screen. He'd seen it many times, but he couldn't make up his mind.

It was a difficult decision.

The text part of the plan was passed by Tian Xingjian and transmitted through the Internet.

Because of all the civil network information of the Bermuda galaxy. All under the detection of the West Covenant Skynet. Hence this battle plan. There is only one data and a few names.

But. That's enough.

Everything that happened in the longbow galaxy through the civil network Russell for a few days. Something has been understood. This information at the beginning. It doesn't make him make any decisions based on that. For a commander. Such information is simply too scarce and too imprecise. There is no professional military intelligence. Use such information as a basis for decision-making. It's almost suicide.

But. When this information is combined with the fat man's plan. Immediately, there was a chemical reaction. Take Russell's military literacy. Derive the fat man's entire plan. It's not difficult.

Obviously. Fat initially. It is to use the sneak attack of the Nineteenth Group Fleet of Feiyang on the Longbow System to complete the rendezvous with the Tibetan Front Fleet. But. The appearance of the imperial fleet of Binart. Disrupted the fat plan.

Right now. The Longbow system is also in the middle of the Fyan fleet. The battle between the two sides. There is also a process. And the Tibetan Front fleet wants to break through Bermuda and the Longbow system and enter the southeast main channel. It was necessary to take advantage of the time lag between the mobilization of the Jeppon fleet from the country to Bermuda. Otherwise, wait until the Young fleet is routed or leaves the Longbow system. Wait until Jeppen's fleet fills the entire Bermuda passage to the Longbow system. Tibetan front fleet. Lost this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

But. The whole program. But there is one of the most critical parties.

That is. Binalt Imperial Fleet. You have to be entangled in it. Or be crushed! Otherwise. Once the Hidden Front fleet is exposed. It is likely that the right thing is the siege and interception of the Western Covenant!

You don't have to think about it to know. When Celestial spotted hundreds of Lelei warships. Break through the Bermuda jump point and move towards the Longbow Galaxy. How shocked and irritated they would be.

Be sure. The Binar Imperial fleet will not hesitate to turn back and block. When the time comes. Immediately it was a sandwich situation. Even if you can flank the Feiyan fleet and attack the Binarte Imperial fleet. Can be the advantage of the strength and the advantage. in the hands of men. The most dangerous. Or the Le Lei fleet!

Russell didn't dare to make a decision lightly. He had to be on his own with these hundreds of battleships he led. More than 100,000 officers and soldiers are responsible. Losses resulting from any irrational decision. For the entire Lelei nation. This is all unacceptable.

These days. Russell's eyes. There will always be the figures of the elite politicians of Le Ray who have put this fleet in the hands of their own Gachalin. That's the elite of the country. They are wise. Magnanimous. Visionary and courageous.

These figures. There are many. has dissipated. But. In Russell's mind. But it's so vivid. It was the end of the troubled times. A sparkle of hope. It is under the leadership of these elites. Leray has persevered until now. He couldn't live up to that trust. This is already the last power of this kingdom. If buried here. So. He will never forgive himself!

Russell never felt so much of his responsibility.

Ever since learning of Hamil's death. This responsibility. It's getting heavier and heavier. Although Lere is not his own homeland. But. This strong country. It is already an inseparable part of my life.

He had to be sure. The fat man was able to hold off the Binarte Imperial fleet!

Exactly this question. Make him hesitate. The strategic targets of the Fyan fleet and their own position are already doomed. I can do it. Only fat people. But now the fat man is even if he beats Mars. It is also impossible to have an A-class fleet. His opponents. It's the royal elephant-class fleet of the Binalte Empire! It's like hoping for a pigeon's egg. Hopefully it will smash a huge rock!

How to look. There's also a bit of an all-or-nothing flavor to this plan. It's better than that

"Do you want to take advantage of the longbow galaxy to fight? Sneak attack on Lelei's central star field and lead the fleet to the Newton system? The sound of a child's sound. It hit Russell in the heart at once. He turned his head abruptly.

"Intellectually speaking"|The fart boy rubbed his feet unremittingly and said: "I agree with you, after all.|The fat man has always been messy. Who knows if he's sure this time. Looking back, I think that everyone spent so much effort to build this fleet in the first place, I am afraid that it was not intended for you to bring you back to the Newton system. Walk the old way, right? ”

Serge sat down quietly in his office chair. Didn't speak.

He knew better than anyone why this fleet was born and what its mission was. Although Hamilton did not mention it in his speech to Congress at the beginning, it was in the secret report of the Most Command. But it is clearly written that this is a fleet that was established to preserve Leray's last hope and to cooperate with Professor Bosway's interstellar hopping point technology.

Survive in the gap between the Western Covenant and the Filipino League. Wait until the victory of the Alliance. Or wait until Professor Boswell's interstellar jumping skills mature, and in doing so, become the basis for Leray's resurgence. This is the mission of this fleet!

Other words. The future of this fleet is to grow, not to do unnecessary attrition in this war that Le Lei can no longer afford to play!

Since it can't be backwards, then. You can only move forward. It was the wish of all people, including Hamilton, that the Wada Yukiken would hand over this fleet and independent command to him.

Since the coup d'état, the supply fleet has been cut off. There was very little food and water left.

The Tibetan Front fleet had to make a choice.

Past events. It's like a movie clip. Flashed through Russell's mind.

Whether it's in Miloc, it's in Gachalin, or in the Freeport of Mars, that's afraid of death, honest in appearance, and obscene. A fat man with a whimsical mind. I never let myself down.

Russell's hand reached for the instant communication button of the command system. Although he still couldn't figure out the asteroid belt tumbling in the faint light. How can the weak bandit fleet defeat the Binalte Imperial fleet. But. He decided anyway. Trust your own students, only students!

"As a logical artificial intelligence, you believe in fat people so much?" Before pressing the communication key. Russell asked lightly as he looked at the ass child.

The little kid closes the book. The baby's fat little face was raised. A pair of big black eyes under the curly hair were full of helplessness: "Dude." That's the most dreaded death in the world. The most shameless. Dead fat guy with the best luck. Since he dared to give a plan, it proved that he had it. ”

"You're right!" Lal couldn't help but wonder: "This is a crucial battle for the entire Filipino League. Although I don't understand how he can win, I don't think. That guy. Maybe it will work a miracle again. And with us! ”

Outside the door. The footsteps of the staff officer on duty sounded.

Looking at the lace of the interstellar map. The smile on his face gradually turned cold: "You want to beat me." It's not on the list of famous players. Just be higher than me! ”

On the morning of the 9th of the month. The first column of the Binalt Empire's Feather Group fleet enters the Longbow system jump point. Capture the jump point airspace. Dispersed arming.

1 a.m. The reconnaissance ship went out to the middle of the surrounding jump passage and the obstacle area to be on alert.

3 a.m. The second column of the Feather fleet. The third column completed the jump one after another. Left behind a brigade of battleship guards to jump, after. The group fleet was immediately under Humphrey's orders. Proceed to the Blue Stone Star Search first.

60。 Three columns of the Flying Feather Fleet complete the jump. Join forces with the first brigade of the third column of Feiling that remained. Slowly press towards the bluestone.

10 a.m. The Binalt Imperial Fleet Reconnaissance Ship was the first to enter the Bluestone Starry Sky. After it was determined that the Fyan fleet where Bluestone was stationed had left. Search and advance along the Jan retreat line. And send the message back to the fleet.

After receiving information. Without hesitation, Hanray ordered the leading fleets to turn to Torrecles.

In the morning, a large group of cruisers [Karlsruhe] of the second column of the Feather fleet. on the far side of a planet in coordinates. A fleet of Yang is spotted approaching at high speed, and the captain sounds the alarm.

Five minutes later. The first wave of attacks hit the bow of the cruiser Karlsruhe. The battleship suffered heavy losses.

There is no foreshadowing. This scene in the Southeast Longbow System gathered the attention of the entire human world. A service destined to go down in history. That's it. It was the beginning.

It is a long, narrow and congested interstellar shipping lane.

Two obstacle zones. Almost stacked on top of each other. There is a passage in the middle that can be fully accessed. But it's just two million kilometers.

Dust and gas of the universe. Throughout the waterway. Look around. All around is a cloud of color. The vagaries of gravity. Excessive amounts of radiation and particle storms. Asteroids that travel at high speeds. Let this section of the fairway. Manifest a special danger.

Over the years. From bluestone to Torrecles. There are already I don't know how many ships. Fell victim to this passage - to see the wreckage of the asteroid belt. Every navigator admonishes himself. Don't repeat the mistakes of those ships. But. Every year. There are still many shipwrecks here.

And now. Over here. It has become a battlefield.

In the command room of the USS Oracle. Bandit officers and soldiers. The crow looked silently at the huge virtual screen. The brown planet that takes over the entire screen. The forward brigade of the Young fleet and the Binarte Empire. is using this planet as a backdrop. Fierce confrontation.

The battleships circled the warships of both sides at high speed. All formed a triangular strike formation. While keeping a distance. Moving at high speeds. While firing quickly.

Blue ionic optical flow. Brown planets. It's like two swarms of flying fireflies. And the criss-crossing energy cannon light. Far more dazzling than the streamer of the ion thruster. When the energy cannon muzzle gathers the filament of electric sparks. When it is violently squirted out. The whole universe. All were illuminated by the light of destruction.

Glitter stared blankly at the virtual screen.

For her. Such skirmishes. Nothing on it. No matter how gorgeous. She's seen it all.

But. She couldn't figure it out.

The reconnaissance ship that played live footage. What kind of method lurked in the center of this battlefield? That's not a high-powered optical shot hundreds of thousands of kilometers away. It was almost a shot from the sides of the warring parties.

In the zoomed-in frame. The face of a man in the window of a battleship of the Imperial fleet of Binart. It's all clear.

She looked at the completely closed oracle window. Back again. Look at the fat man.

The fat man was quietly on the finger platform. On the console in front of him. Split into five battle progression lines. The first paragraph has been dyed red. Margaret knew. The Fyan fleet retreated in the middle of the attack. When Douglas could not reach the fifth stage in the course of the battle. Form a strategic advantage. So. After the last blockade. Bandits. There will be an attack.