The superfleet began to wait for an ambush at a predetermined location.

The ambush site is a gap in the meteorite belt, which forms a bottleneck with a width of less than 50 kilometers, according to the calculation of the little monk, the alien civilization will definitely pass through this bottleneck, because this is the only route to the Sid star field.

The tactics of ambush are not complicated, all large and small warships open their guns, are in a state of first-level combat readiness, set the target in a bottleneck position, as long as the target appears, 10,000 guns aim at a point, forming a devastating penetrating strike.

What is a penetrating strike?

Generally speaking, when the fleet flies in a narrow area, it will form a long dragon, and at this time, if you concentrate strong firepower to destroy the first spaceship, the powerful artillery fire can penetrate the first ship that is destroyed, and continue to destroy the second and third ships.

In the history of interstellar warfare of mankind, the penetrating strike only exists in theory, because its striking effect is not yet known, but the disadvantages are obvious, because the premise of the penetrating strike is to arrange a dense formation, obviously, this is an extremely dangerous move in the vast interstellar war.

Nipping danger in the bud is not only Liu Fei's motto, but also the motto of the little monk.

According to the calculations of the little monk, this bottleneck position can allow alien civilizations to concentrate and destroy, and once the alien civilizations are dispersed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The wait is long and painful, especially when it is impossible to determine the number of enemies.

Time passed little by little, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Half a month's time is almost negligible in a long interstellar voyage, but being suspended motionless in the vast deep space, let alone half a month, even if it is half a day, is like a year for human beings.

According to scientists and psychologists, human beings are in a state of static waiting, and their emotions are most likely to get out of control.

Half a month of silent waiting made the reporters who had felt the atmosphere of the war begin to raise some questions, and all kinds of news were fed back to the seven star fields, and for a while, rumors spread.

Are there any alien civilizations?

In the past half a month, almost every country's news channel is discussing this issue, at the beginning, because of the emergence of the superfleet, through the survey, more than 80% of human beings believe that alien civilizations exist, gradually, as time passes, the survey data shows that there are more and more skeptical people, and all kinds of conspiracy theories have begun to permeate the seven star fields.

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There are constantly reporters trying to contact Brother Xiao Qiang, the commander of the super fleet, but unfortunately, Brother Xiao Qiang is like he doesn't exist, from beginning to end, he didn't appear, if it weren't for the fact that there was such a majestic fleet hovering around, the reporters almost suspected that Brother Xiao Qiang didn't exist.

The background of Xiaoqiang has been dug deeply, unfortunately, Brother Xiaoqiang is so mysterious that it is suffocating, so far, there is no identity background of Brother Xiaoqiang, he suddenly turned out, just like a mystery.

Brother Qiang's appearance in Lag Star is the only time he has appeared in public, and it is also one of the only ironclad proofs that can confirm that he is the commander of the Super Fleet.

People became more and more agitated, and even the rabble led by Liu Fei became restless.

Liu Fei is not anxious, he is fighting with the little monk Xiao Qiang and Liu Xiaofei every day.

According to the meaning of Xiao Qiangguang's brain, it is better to wait than to attack, and simply kill Liu Xiaofei's hometown directly, and attack the alien civilization head-on. And the little monk insisted on waiting for the rabbit, and even threatened Xiao Qiangguang with his face.

As for Liu Xiaofei, he basically has no opinions, he wants to go back to his hometown for a while, and supports the little monk for a while, a typical wallgrass.

From beginning to end, Liu Fei did not speak, he was asking the little monk to map the terrain of this meteorite area.

This meteorite area is simply too large, stretching for tens of millions of kilometers, even in the thinnest places, there are hundreds of thousands of kilometers, layered on top of each other, forming intricate meteorite eddies.

For Liu Fei, the environment of this place is too treacherous, in addition to dangerous meteorite flows, there are all kinds of rays interfering with communications, which is not suitable for interstellar battles, especially not suitable for large fleet operations such as the interstellar mothership battle group, here, not to mention combat, even normal flights are full of unknown risks, however, the little monk insisted that this is the best place to ambush alien civilizations

The reason for the little monk is very straightforward, and this place is not suitable for alien civilizations to fight.

According to the calculations, the weapons of human beings are not the opponent of alien civilizations at all, and there may not be the slightest chance for humans to fight head-on, and now, the biggest advantage of the expeditionary force is ambush, occupying a geographical advantage, and taking the opponent by surprise.

Liu Fei couldn't refute the theory of the little monk, the only thing he could do was to draw the terrain of the meteorite belt for the warriors, in fact, this is Liu Fei's habit, in any unfamiliar environment, you must first be familiar with the environment, be prepared.

Liu Xiaofei's alien army has been lurking in the meteorite group.

Xenomorphs are natural warriors who are able to move freely in meteorite belts.

However, the aliens are not like the little monks who are waiting for the target to appear, because the aliens cannot live in space for a long time, and at present, they are in a dormant state, and in the event of a war, Liu Xiaofei needs to send out a brain wave to wake up.

Twenty days passed.

A month has passed.

Thirty-five days have passed.

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Except for the supply ships shuttling back and forth in space, all the space battleships are like metal tombstones in the void, dead and still, and heart-palpitating.

Forty days have passed, the audience of the Seven Star Domains has lost patience, and the expeditionary force has faded out of the sight of mankind more and more, but Liu Fei and them are still holding on.

The four interstellar mothership battle groups plus the miscellaneous army led by Liu Fei have a total number of more than 500,000, and among these 500,000 people, although most of them are replicants of Xiaoqiangguang Brain, they have the same living habits as humans except for not thinking independently, that is, 500,000 people need to consume food every day.

Of course, food is not difficult, those huge supply ships are more than capable of the job, and now, the biggest problem is the consumption of energy.

If a space battleship is just sailing, it is not a problem not to replenish energy for even a hundred years, but it is completely different to be in a state of first-level combat readiness, because a space battleship in a first-level state of combat readiness needs to open all the functions of the battleship, in addition to electronic equipment, there are also giant cannons that are in an active state at any time, and the most important thing is the energy shield.

From beginning to end, the energy shield is the most energy-consuming defense component of a space battleship, and it is unique in human history for a space battleship to keep the energy shield open for forty-five consecutive days.

In order to prepare for a protracted battle, Xiao Qiangguang had to order the battleships to cover each other and alternately use energy shields to save energy.

Fifty days.

Five days is not a long time, but for the humans of the Seven Star Domains, who are constantly in the news every day, fifty days is enough time for them to forget about this expeditionary army.

On the fifty-sixth hour, a rush of sirens woke a group of reporters from their dreams, almost reflexively, and the reporters rushed to the live news room from putting on their belts.