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Although I have already witnessed the whole process through the screen of Skynet, when the battleship rushing to the Silver Elephant galaxy finished the last flight and appeared at the end of the jump point, Admiral Wang Nanxu and a group of Generals Salega were still stunned by the sight outside the porthole.
The spaceship gradually slowed down. The retracted tail thruster wake and the turned-on steering thruster allow the spacecraft to slowly approach the airspace of the jump point with a gentle attitude like water. Ahead, the flickering lights of the suspended navigation tower and the hundreds of ships of the First Group Fleet of the Salga capital all around were gradually zooming in like a slow motion.
"This is the first group fleet? The Salga main fleet rated as a first-class combat force?" The generals stood blankly by the portholes, watching warships floating in the air pass by in front of them, suddenly For a while, there was a feeling like a dream.
Five hundred meters away, a Salga [Napoleon]-class battleship was standing upside down. Although there is no distinction between southeast and northwest in the universe, the reference line formed by the invisible channel from the jump channel to the jump point in the void still makes the battleship in front of it look miserable and helpless.
Its stern is raised high, and it is clearly visible just in front of the clear porthole. The X-shaped tail propellers were completely blown up, and even the several turning propellers on the bow, flying wings, top and under the belly of the ship were not spared, all turned into incomplete tatters.
The bridge lights of the battleship were still on. Half of the hull is bathed in the golden light of the stars, while the other half is hidden in the black of the backlight. Except for the halo of the porthole light dyed on the window, the Salga military logo sprayed on the steel shell is just along with it. The two-second flashing light of the navigation lighthouse appears and disappears.
Not far from the battleship, there is a [Brave] class cruiser. This is the latest warship in Salega. Before the war, it only existed in the blueprint and technical reserve database. Only 500 ships were built a few months ago, and all of them were equipped with the most elite Salega fleet.
But now, the [Brave]-class cruiser is on its side.
It has the bottom of the four iconic turrets arranged in a diamond shape, facing the slowly passing spaceship, and the bridge tower is facing the battleship that is upside down. Similarly, the cruiser's tail thruster and steering thruster were also destroyed, and everyone can even see the criss-crossing knife marks on it.
The spaceship passed through the channel between the battleships and flew towards the center of the fleet. The further forward, the more warships.
The capital's first group fleet is a standard 3a fleet. The total number of combat ships, electronic ships, logistics ships and other ships exceeds 500.
If placed in a peaceful age, such a fleet is already the main combat unit in regional conflicts. Whether they appear outside the atmosphere of the immigrant planet or on the waterway, they are a powerful force for their enemies. And the terrifying deterrence of force.
Even in the current era of cosmic wars, a group fleet is one-third, or even one-half, of the defense force of an immigrant galaxy in most countries.
But now, these 500 warships are like 500 lifeless ghost ships, floating in a haphazard manner in the vast void of the silver elephant jumping point. If it weren't for the light on the porthole of the battleship, everyone would even think that this is a war site left over from the era of the Earth Federation.
The generals stood quietly on the bridge platform, silently watching the lost power of the Salga warships slipping past their eyes.
No one can use words to describe their mood at the moment.
Shocked, horrified, and heavyThis is Salega's elite fleet that has only been away from the war for a year. Under the attack of a bandit cruiser and hundreds of devil mechs, they were powerless to fight back!
Although many people can easily find excuses for the encounter of the first fleet in the capital, they will say that it is because the fleet was unprepared and the formation was shrunk too tightly. It would be said that on a real battlefield, it is absolutely impossible for the bandit army's mechs to attack from the inside out so easily.
If the bandit mechs want to approach the fleet, they must first defeat the blockade of the faster and more flexible fighter group. Obviously, that is simply impossible
There are many reasons, but in the eyes of General Salega, these are all excuses for losers!
War is war. There are only wins and losses without excuses. A loser who has lost his freedom, dignity and even his life is even less likely to have the qualifications and opportunities to defend himself.
The only thing they can do is to lie quietly in this lonely and empty universe with their own aggrieved and unconvinced. Years later, when human spaceships passed the battlefield, people would look at the wreckage and sigh, talk,A super-scale battlefield shielding battle.
The battle first broke out in the central theater, and then, in front of the Ryan Fleet on the right wing, energy cannons crisscrossed and criss-crossed.
Because the combat units invested by both sides are small high-speed ships mainly frigates and destroyers, and the targets of the battle are mainly to protect their own reconnaissance ships and electronic ships. The formations roamed at high speed and fired at each other.
Although such a scene is not as spectacular as when the main gun salvo of the large fleet is fired, or when the space carrier releases thousands of fighter planes, it is still
The lightning speed and dazzling tactical changes of these high-speed destroyers and frigates make the battle look even more intense.
Because it was a tentative contact, coupled with a disadvantage in terms of strength, the central group sent twenty scout ships, five electronic ships, and two D-class fleets composed of a small number of cruisers and more than forty destroyers.
However, the Allied Forces of Western Europe invested the same number of reconnaissance ships and electronic ships in the central theater, which meant tit for tat. However, in terms of escorting battleships, four D-class fleets were dispatched twice as many as the ships of the Fiji Alliance. The meaning expressed is quite arrogant and joking.
This is a test before the official battle, and it is also a kind of psychological warfare.
The command center of the central cluster believes that if the own side also sends the same number of warships, then the enemy's fleet will not be four, but eight!
When the troops are at a disadvantage, sometimes they can only swallow their anger. Without planning to compete with the enemy for the number of fleets and eventually attack the entire army, the headquarters can only order the forward scouting ships and escort fleets to implement a relatively restrained strategy.
However, even though the forward warships in the center faithfully carried out the orders of the headquarters and deliberately avoided the enemy when selecting the airspace for reconnaissance and satellite release, this does not mean that the enemy did not come to cause trouble.
At this moment, the central theater is in full swing.
Under the cover of the escort fleet, the scout ship and electronic ship on mission lost one ship. The other ships retreated smoothly behind the escort fleet.
As for the escort fleet in front, under the siege of the enemy, it was a bit difficult to cope.
In the right-wing theater, it is just the opposite.
The Lane Fleet does not seem prepared to make the enemy happy in the first place. Not only did they send the same number of escort ships, but they even let two A-class fleets move forward for 600,000 kilometers, one on the left and one on the right, and built a support line near an asteroid belt.
The ferocious muzzle and fire control lock of the battleship main array, the patrol group ready to go like a cheetah, and the space carrier, which is constantly releasing and recovering fighter planes like a rogue wielding a knife, undoubtedly do not show the Lane's attitude.
In front of the Ryan fleet, the Xiyo people did not take advantage of it. This made the generals of the Fibonacci League in the meeting room full of admiration when they looked at Maqia and Fujii Takeshi.
These two young Ryan generals with very different personalities have the same tough combat style. Their performance is impressive.
On the contrary, it is the left-wing battlefield.
A silent disdain gradually permeated the entire conference room.
In just a few minutes, Xiyue's scout ship and escort fleet swaggered across the center line of the battlefield, approaching a place less than 800,000 kilometers away from the bandit fleet.
The bandit fleet in the distance remained silent. No warships were dispatched, no targeted mobilization was made, and the scouting ships that were dispatched forward were also desperately retreating, as if they didn't know how to deal with it at all. But their commander, Admiral Russell, and a bunch of generals of the bandit army are scrambling to say hello to Hastings at this moment.
"Everyone, sit down." Hastings' wheelchair stopped in front of the chief of the conference table. The old man looked around.
The generals looked at each other, hesitated.
The battle has begun. Although this was only a tentative exchange of fire between the two sides, the entire battle was carried out without a unified command from the headquarters and without a complete combat plan. Whether it's the bandit army on the left, the main force of the coalition forces in the middle, or the Ryan Fleet on the right, they all fight their own way.
Could it be that the marshal doesn't want to give corresponding instructions for the current battle?
Just when everyone was hesitating, the generals of the bandit army took their seats at the conference table. The sound of the chair moving and seating sounded extremely harsh.
"General Russell!" An allied general from a southwestern member country finally couldn't bear it anymore, and he reminded Russell, who was the closest to him, "The scouting fleet from West Yorkshire is about to touch your country. The nose of the fleet, are you indifferent to it?"
The general's words made the entire meeting room silent.
Everyone turned their eyes to Russell, and Marquis frowned slightly, his eyes confused and worried. Fujii Takeshi was expressionless, but there was a sneer of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"They are very arrogant." In the eyes of everyone, the handsome Russell smiled slightly, raised his eyelids, looked at the Skynet screen, and then looked away: "However, I never care about the dead."
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The general's words made the entire meeting room silent.
Everyone turned their eyes to Russell, and Marquis frowned slightly, his eyes confused and worried. Fujii Takeshi was expressionless, but there was a sneer of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
"They are very arrogant." In the eyes of everyone, the handsome Russell smiled slightly, raised his eyelids, looked at the Skynet screen, and then looked away: "However, I never care about the dead."
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