"Marshal, no! The first squadron has been routed by the other side, and there are less than twenty warships left, and it is retreating here! Pei Zhimao had just hurried back to the fleet from the planet Tikru when a colonel's adjutant reported to him with a sad face.

"What did you say?!" On the SP01001 fleet flagship, Pei Zhimao grabbed the colonel's adjutant by the neck, and asked fiercely: "Say it again!" ”

The First Squadron is Pei Zhimao's old foundation, not only does it have the most advanced 20 improved Monster-class battleships in the whole fleet, but the officers and men in the detachment can be said to be the most elite among the three detachments in terms of individual quality and overall combat effectiveness. Moreover, after Pei Zhimao was promoted to marshal of the Space Fleet, he took advantage of his power to transfer a number of excellent warships and officers and men from the other two detachments to supplement the First Squadron, making it the main force of the entire fleet.

However, such a fleet with nearly a hundred sophisticated warships was defeated in one fell swoop by the mysterious fleet that suddenly appeared on the outskirts of St. Proli's Star Sector in less than half an hour after being dispatched.

"The first, the first fleet, was crushed, marshal!" The colonel's adjutant was so tall that Pei Zhimao's face turned red with his big hands, and he was about to lose his breath when he saw it.

"Fart!" Pei Zhimao slammed the colonel to the ground, yelled loudly, and hurried towards the flagship bridge with a gloomy old face. He had barely disembarked from the landing ship, and had not yet returned to his command, when the hapless adjutant colonel reported to him the unbelievable news that the new fleet marshal had not been furious.

Actually, it was a bit of a surprise. According to the warships on guard duty on the periphery, the attack was an all-attack fleet belonging to the Fifth Theater of Operations. However, their strength was less than 150 warships, and they did not have much advantage in terms of strength. In addition, the First Squadron is familiar with the star field of the St. Prolius Star Zone, and it also has a bit of geographical advantage, so it is theoretically impossible to lose so badly and so quickly. This is also the most fundamental reason why Pei Zhimao is unwilling to believe the colonel.

However, if you don't believe it, when Pei Zhimao came to the flagship bridge command center, the battle video sent back from the front line still stunned him for several minutes, and he didn't come back to his senses.

In the video, the thirty-five latest Wuxian-class battleships of the opposing fleet launched an attack from the first squadron in formation. Obviously, the firepower of the Martial Immortals-class battleships was much higher, and the range of the main guns was even far greater than that of the most advanced and improved Behemoth-class battleships in the First Fleet.

Taking advantage of the advantages of range and firepower, the thirty-five Martial Immortal-class battleships were like sharp blades, crushing the formation of the First Squadron almost instantly. Immediately afterward, the Ghost Escort Fighters, which were almost twice as numerous as the same Behemoth-class battleships, swooped down on the nearby Behemoth-class battleships in a dense manner.

Following the iron law of ants biting elephants, the battleships of the First Fleet, which had been stunned, were even more hurriedly scuffled. And the remaining hundred or so improved Behemoth-class warships that followed closely behind the thirty-five Martial Immortal-class suddenly surrounded the First Squadron from both flanks, taking advantage of the chaos that the First Squadron was in chaos.

The rest is no suspense. The flagship of the No. SP01101 First Fleet, under the siege of several Martial Immortal-class battleships, was almost powerless to parry, and before half a minute, it was blown into two by a volley. The rest of the warships, which had lost their unified command, collapsed in an instant under the strong attack of the opponent from all directions.

The battle was almost one-sided, and in addition to less than five Behemoth-class battleships on the other side, less than twenty battleships were seriously damaged. None of the thirty-five Martial Immortal-class battleships that tore through the formation of the First Fleet like sharp knives were destroyed, not even one seriously injured.

And the nineteen battleships of the First Squadron fought desperately to break out of the encirclement, almost every one of them was seriously wounded, large and small.

Slowly, Pei Zhimao's face turned from iron blue to pale, and his chapped lips opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make a sound.

"Marshal, what should I do?" The colonel's adjutant, who was almost strangled to death by Pei Zhimao, asked cautiously.

"Let the Second Squadron set off immediately to meet the remnants of the First Fleet! The third squadron immediately rushed to the XXX star field and arranged a large-area, high-density minefield! Pei Zhimao came to his senses, collapsed weakly on the seat, and after holding his head in his hands and silently for a while, he raised his already pale face, waved his hand to the adjutant and ordered: "Tell the commander of the Third Fleet, let them move out all the families of the whole fleet, and they can be as dense as they can!" ”

"Setting up a minefield? Marshal, does this work? The colonel's adjutant was a little surprised when he heard this, and asked in a snort. He knew that against such a well-equipped enemy fleet, ordinary space mines would not be very effective at all. Even if they don't dare to use the space leap tactic easily because they are in a war zone, the opponent can use their powerful firepower to force a route in the minefield.

"Just give you orders, where the fuck do you get so much bullshit!" Pei Zhimao roared impatiently, causing the adjutant to stop in a huff, and obediently turned around to convey the order.

After roaring, Pei Zhimao seemed to have been drained of energy, and he shrank on the seat again, pulling his hair and thinking hard. Seeing this, the other officers in the command center did not even dare to come out again, and one by one they cautiously busied themselves with their own work, and even dared to walk lightly, for fear of angering the generalissimo who was on the verge of going berserk.

After a long time, Pei Zhimao suddenly raised his head, let out a long breath, got up and walked to the huge panoramic window of the bridge, frowned and stared at the vast starry sky in the distance, stunned.

"Adjutant, immediately connect to the Prime Minister's Office through the confidential channel, and I will personally report to the Prime Minister on the situation of the war!" After another half-ring, Pei Zhimao suddenly turned around and shouted an order to the adjutant who was standing not far behind him, as if he had made a decision.

"Yes, Marshal!" The adjutant hurriedly answered in a loud voice, turned around and ran away. Pei Zhimao glanced back, and the rest of the officers who were busy sighed again, and then slowly paced with his hands in his hands.

A moment later, in the confidential communication room of the battleship, Premier Bob listened to Pei Zhimao's report with a gloomy face, and he didn't say a word in the middle of the sound.

"Prime Minister?" The old and spicy Pei Zhimao saw that Bob's face was not good, and his heart was a little upset when he landed.

"That's all?" Bob's eyes flashed and he asked coldly.

"That's all! I have asked the Second Squadron to take over the remnants of the First Fleet, and the Third Squadron to take over the First Squadron and urgently arrange the second line of defense! Hearing Bob's tone was wrong, Pei Zhimao's heart jumped, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy, and stammered back.

"Is the opponent's entire strength more than a hundred battleships?" Bob's tone was cold, and he continued to ask, "Without issuing a warning, you will not declare war on us?" ”

"Yes, yes, Prime Minister!" For some reason, Pei Zhimao has a deep fear of Bob, the ruthless and ruthless prime minister.

"What do you mean, my generalissimo?" Bob's two thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, as if he had vaguely guessed what Pei Zhimao was thinking.

"Prime Minister, I have a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not!" Pei Zhimao suddenly felt a little dry mouth, Tian Tian lips, swallowed hard, and asked cautiously.

"Say!" Bob seems to be a faint word, but it faintly contains a cold heart, which makes Pei Zhimao subconsciously excited.

"Yes, Prime Minister!" Pei Zhimao hurriedly responded respectfully, then took a deep breath, slowed down his heartbeat that was frightened by Bob a little too fast, sorted out his thoughts, and said cautiously: "As far as I know, not long ago, the Fifth War Zone sent a major general as a secret envoy to seek an alliance with our Republic. Speaking of this, Pei Zhimao paused, raised his gaze slightly, and secretly glanced at Bob's black face.

"That's right, that's the case!" Bob's brow furrowed even deeper.

"I've heard ......," Pei Zhimao probably wanted to continue to probe, but still said hesitantly.

"If there's a fart, let it go! Don't fucking hear that! The hot-tempered Bob was obviously a little impatient and interrupted sharply.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Pei Zhimao suddenly broke out in cold sweat on his forehead, straightened out his thoughts a little, and hurriedly said concisely: "I heard that the convoy of the secret envoy major general was ambushed on the outskirts of Feltun, and the person who ambushed it was ......."

"It's the new aunt Haoyi!" Bob interrupted Pei Zhimao's words again in displeasure, his black face sank, and he said in a cold voice: "You want to say that the surprise attack launched by the Fifth Theater Space Fleet against us this time is very likely to be caused by their secret envoy who had an accident in Felton?" ”

"Yes, yes, Prime Minister! It is said that the major general's whereabouts are unknown at the moment, and after the mutiny launched by Jeff and the Felton massacre, it is very likely that he has died in the chaos! Pei Zhimao saw that Bob himself had said the right thing, and his heart suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his words became smoother: "Your Excellency, I mean, if the Fifth War Zone really launched this raid because of the secret envoy's matter, maybe there is still room for things to turn around!" ”

"Hmph, you just say directly, if they really came to find fault, let me directly hand over my niece and son-in-law to the people in the fifth war zone, right?" Rao is Pei Zhimao's tone is euphemistic, but Bob doesn't even give a little face, and directly says what Pei Zhimao thinks in his heart.

"Ahem, Prime Minister! I—That's not what I meant! Pei Zhimao was choked by Bob's "outspokenness" and coughed repeatedly, trying to euphemistically "correct" Bob's words: "I'm just saying, if that's the case, maybe things still have room to turn around!" ”

"Don't fucking be a fool, I'll leave my words here today! Pei Zhimao, don't fucking beat Lao Tzu's niece and son-in-law! Give Lao Tzu a good command of your fleet and block the attack of the fleet of the Fifth Theater! Bob rudely interrupted Pei Zhimao's words again, and scolded sharply: "If you really can't stop it, then Lao Tzu will be replaced now!" Aren't there only a hundred battleships in those dogs? Don't you still have more than a hundred capital battleships in your fucking hands? Before he had a good fight, he said such frustrating words to Lao Tzu! ”

"Yes, yes, the Prime Minister taught you a lesson!" Pei Zhimao was so shocked by Bob's rough and harsh scolding that his heart jumped, and cold sweat gushed out on his forehead. finally lost a good word and swore to withstand the other party's attack, Pei Zhimao let Bob end the call angrily.

"Marshal, there is a group of communication requests from the enemy fleet!" Just as Pei Zhimao breathed a long sigh of relief, the communicator in his hand suddenly sounded......