Shimada's eyes were red, not because of sadness but because of anger. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info His detachment is finished. The subordinates who followed him, the friends who hooked up their shoulders, saw the slaughter of people in droves.

He hated the cunning of his enemies, the shamelessness of Brand's technology, but he hated himself above all. Why is it so incompetent, I thought that I would be able to get out of the whole body by holding a group, and as a result, I gave the enemy a chance to catch them all.

The last roars of the robes echoed in his ears. The tones of fear, horror, disbelief, and other emotions that drove him into madness.

How he wished that the enemy ship had sunk his own ship. Why did he survive instead, the hateful solar people wanted to insult him as an imperial warrior, they had to pay for it.

"Sir, the enemy ship has turned around, should we still attack?"

The subordinates' voices trembled. The people below don't want to fight, and it's still too late to retreat. The enemy ship did not want to clash head-on with the Grand Fleet, and he was now retreating, presumably not being pursued. However, he could not give the order to retreat, he felt sorry for those who died, and either avenged them or followed them, this is the integrity of the Shimada detachment, and the fate of the detachment.

"Nope! We attack, and the Imperial soldiers do not allow insults! ”

The last Stardust-class destroyer, advancing at maximum speed. Despite the huge disparity in size between it and its opponents, it is unstoppable.

Thirty seconds later, the void was enveloped in the light of the explosion. In the bright light, which is more dazzling than the stars, the huge silhouette of the Tranquility looks majestic and domineering.

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At 23:11, the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet, the Shimada destroyer detachment, was sunk, and all 2,060 officers and men, including Commander Shimada, were killed.

"Sir, I received a farewell message from the Shimada detachment. They've all been shattered. Yamamoto's face was full of sorrow.

Ozawa was not surprised by the outcome of the expulsion detachment. The fact that 8 destroyers were able to hold out in battle for so long was a bit of a surprise to him. In his experience, the Brande battle cruiser was not so easy to deal with, and it was logical that the expulsion detachment should have been wiped out within 1 hour.

"Is there a combat record to send back? If so, it will be broadcast on each ship to familiarize the soldiers with the enemy's tactics. ”

"But that's a little out of place."

Seeing that Yamamoto wanted to stop talking, he understood that the battle video was too tragic, and it was likely to affect the morale of the whole group. However, this operation was very special, and the strike detachment did not need morale. In fact, strong morale only makes them die faster.

"It's okay, let them see the opponent they are about to face, and I believe many people will be able to understand my next tactical arrangement."

The whole strike detachment watched the battle record of the Shimada destroyer detachment on various monitors and communication circuits. The video recording is only the part of the battle, from all 8 destroyers, and lasts less than 5 minutes in total.

The desperation of the officers and soldiers of the Stardust class at the last moment deeply shocked everyone in the strike detachment. Including Ozawa, who has a good psychology, saw the devastating scene of the second kill again, and he was also embarrassed in his heart. The so-called maneuverability, defense against magnetic fields and armor, electronic countermeasures, etc., all means are redundant in front of the Brande starship, and 7 destroyers were sunk neatly, and in the end, Shimada's flagship was crashed and destroyed. The incomparable momentum and furious posture of the enemy ship are like a wild beast facing 8 ants, which cannot be counted as a battle in the strict sense of the word.

For several hours, the hot-blooded fighters who had been making suggestions to Ozawa and asking them to fight the enemy together calmed down. Now to propose a head-on conflict is not brave but stupid. Obviously, there are no stupid people under Ozawa.

In the communication circuit of the strike detachment, a short prompt sound, which was the signal broadcast by the captain of the fleet to all the staff.

"Brave Imperial soldiers, proud officers and men of the strike detachment, my men. We are about to face a severe test, and our opponents, whether solar or otherwise, are beyond our reach. They possess advanced technology, and their combat capabilities far exceed those of the five Elder Eagle class combined. What to do in the face of such a strong enemy? ”

Through the stereoscopic projection, Ozawa was able to see the influence of all the important officers, and many people, especially those who were still clamoring for battle before, lowered their heads.

"Is there anyone thinking that this kind of opponent should be handed over to the battleship to deal with, and we should retreat honorably in time?!" , Ozawa's explicit sarcasm made more subordinates bow their heads in shame.

"I want to tell these people that it can't be. We are not here to play, Commander Tada Jun ordered us to come over to hold back the enemy and wait for the arrival of the main force of the fleet, and before that, we can only advance. ”

Everyone was shocked, and then cast an admiring look at Ozawa. The tragic fate of the destroyer group was shaken even if their hearts were as strong as iron, and their commander did not flinch.

"Now the tactical rules are issued, and the units can implement them in accordance with the established plan. In this battle, you don't want to sink or damage the enemy ship, but you do make sure to stick to it. The main forces of the fleet are free, and we only need to hold out for two hours. The purpose of this fleet expedition is to find the main decisive battle of the people of the solar system, and we will be the first shot of the decisive battle, and the Empire will remember your bravery and sacrifice. ”

"Glory belongs to the Empire, glory to the fleet! I encourage you. ”

As Ozawa completed the pre-war mobilization, the formation of the strike detachment changed. The originally extremely scattered rectangular array became a long snake, and the distance was stretched to 4,000 kilometers. This is not a battle formation in the ordinary sense, and the ships are relatively independent and cannot form effective mutual support on the battlefield. But Ozawa was full of confidence.

The flagship Kofala was in the first position, and despite the opposition of his subordinates, he came to the front line of the battle.

The cruiser was brought into full combat condition, and the accelerometer flooded all the compartments.

"Sir, this ship is about to make contact with the enemy ship in 120 seconds, and the other party shows no signs of escaping again."

"How are the delayed warheads and life-saving facilities prepared?"

"There is no problem, there are eight 450-caliber railguns on the ship, which can fire two rounds of retarded warheads, designed in such a way that they are fired one by one. The life-saving equipment has been activated, and the whole ship is up and down, and the ship can be abandoned within 2 minutes. ”

"No, two minutes is too long, and under the light of the enemy's main guns, we won't be able to hold out for long. After the battle begins, let the unimportant posts enter the life-saving facilities in advance, be ready to retreat at any time, and require the whole ship to complete the abandonment within 30 seconds. ”

"But sir..."

"Say no more, this is an order, let the rest of the ships inherit the ship's escape arrangement. As long as people can survive, we can make a comeback at any time. ”