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Chapter 885: Burden

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    Time moves forward minute by minute.

    The battle in the Double Star Point Corridor has entered into a fever with the full-scale exchange of fire between the two fleets.  On the hundreds of thousands of kilometers long front, fleets strangled into a group.  The collision of thousands of giant steel ships is like a huge wave hitting a rock, and broken jade splashes, shaking the world.

    ?The fierce battle made every Fimeng general on the podium feel like sitting on pins and needles.

    "Sober is working hard!" Maquia looked up at the comparison data of the battle damage rate of the two sides above the electronic sand table, with a solemn expression.

    Admiral Barras nodded and said: "In the [stalemate] phase of the battle, the element of force ranks first, and Sober has an absolute advantage in this respect. If we are strangled head-on, we will suffer a lot. Moreover, the left, middle, and right will fight on all fronts.  The command pressure has increased by more than ten times and a hundred times. Even though Marshal Hastings is a generation of military gods, he is still an old man over seventy years old. In terms of energy and calculation ability, it is impossible to compare with Sober who is at his peak.  "

    While speaking, five Feyan battleships and a dozen destroyers in the central theater were reduced to ashes by the shelling of the West York fleet.

    The West York Fleet is using its terrifying firepower and overwhelming fleet to reverse its previous disadvantages little by little.  As more fleets joined the strangling battle group, the previous flexible and delicate cooperation of the Fimeng fleet began to become difficult.

    "Sober's command skills are not inferior to that of Marshal Hastings." Fujii Takeshi said: "Look, the 60th Fleet of Feuillon Group."

    The generals looked along Fujii Takeshi's fingers.  On the screen, the three fleets of Fei Yang's 60th Group were rapidly advancing along the left side of the central axis of the battlefield.

    More than two hundred destroyers, more than one hundred cruisers, sixty battleships and three space carriers formed a huge trident.  Destroyers and cruisers are located on the two wings, stretched far away, like galloping cavalry, trying to surround the two A-class fleets of the Monterey Empire from the two wings.  And the battleship cluster in the center rushed forward with a huge umbrella formation.  During the march, a volley fired every two minutes and forty seconds, destroying the world.

    In terms of formation, speed, and resoluteness in tactical execution, the fleet of the Sixty Group is impeccable.  However, this high-speed assault did not achieve the invincible effect that Fei Yang's fleet has traversed the universe for many years.

    With the high-speed insertion of the Fimeng patrol fleet, the patrol group of the Monterey Empire fleet also began to spread to the two wings.  Although the execution time of its tactical actions was far behind that of the Fimeng fleet, the deployment speed of the entire fleet was no slower than that of the Sixty Fleet.  Almost as soon as the Fimeng destroyer group broke through the center line, they had already seized the outer blocking lines and attack positions on the two wings.

    Although the fleets of the two sides have not yet contacted, when the Fimena generals present saw the group of destroyers of the Monterey Empire Fleet turning around at the far end;  We all know that the fleet of Fei Yang Group 60 can't take advantage of it.

    Theoretically speaking, the opponent has tactically smashed the plan of the Sixty Group's fleet to outflank the two wings.  In order to eat these two Monterey fleets, the Sixty Group's fleet must detour further.  In fact, other West York fleets in the distance have already blocked the tactical space of the sixty fleet.

    The reaction of the Monterey Empire Fleet shocked all Fimeng generals.

    In terms of combat effectiveness and military strength, the Monterey Empire is far from the opponent of the Feyan Republic.  If the command factor is not counted, the three Feuillon A-class fleets can completely defeat the Monterey fleet that is twice or even three times larger than its own.

    The reason why the two Monterey Empire fleets in front of them can have such a quick tactical response is obviously not because of their own strength improvement, but because of the chilling pre-judgment of the commander Sober behind them!

    The same situation happened in every corner of the battlefield.

    Regardless of whether it is the left-wing theater, the center theater or the right-wing theater, the Fimeng fleet cannot continue to maintain its advantage.

    As soon as the stalemate began, West Yorkshire made full use of its superiority in strength to suppress the Fidan.  The battle loss ratio of the two sides has risen rapidly from the previous 3:7 to 5:6, which is almost the same!

    Watching the arduous and tragic battle of the frontline fleet, Fujii half-closed his eyes, his complexion as steel.

    "Why aren't we allowed to return to fleet command by this time?"

    His words were thrown into calm water like a big stone.  Several allied generals beside him were talking about it.

    After the pre-war meeting, 80 commanders of the A-class fleet had rushed back to the fleet to command the battle before the start of the battle.What Stings explained from beginning to end are the most common basic tactics in the eyes of others, and he didn't even mention a single word of advanced compound tactics. However, Fatty felt that he was force-fed by Russell.  , The experience of fighting on the battlefield for several years is being integrated with Hastings' explanation and observation of the details of his command.

    The battle on the front line was stalemate and fierce.

    Under the command of Sober, the West York Fleet rushed upward like a tide.  The Fimeng fleet was like a rock, crushing the oncoming waves time and time again.

    Fatty didn't know how many battleships were pierced by energy cannons in space, burned, exploded, and fell apart.  I don't know how many fighters turned into a flying fireball.  He only knew that as the battle entered a stalemate, Hastings' command became more and more difficult, and his face became paler and paler.

    "Fatty, that's all I can teach you." Hastings sent an instruction with trembling fingers, leaning back wearily on the chair.

    ?From the pre-war meeting to now, the old man has not closed his eyes for a full twenty hours.  Especially the battle command for these few hours, exhausted his energy and wisdom, and almost exhausted all his mental energy.  He who was already terminally ill now looked even weaker to the extreme.

    Hastings looked at the fat man, smiled slightly, his deep eyes were as peaceful as the universe, "Now, the new interstellar channel you have discovered has a bandit armor group that is far more powerful than Nart's Judgment Legion,  It can go deep into the free channel, has a warship with stealth technology, has a kid, and has also won the support of Chakna, Salega, Puditok, Tatania, Siriak and other countries. In addition, I  Leading the coalition fleet to the south, your strength is already enough to influence the direction of the war"

    "Why are you talking so much?" The fat man smiled wryly, "You won't leave the pick to me at this time, will you?"

    "This war has nothing to do with me in the first place." Hastings said indifferently: "The burden is yours, I just help you carry it up to now."

    Seeing that the fat man's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to speak, the old man waved his hand and said unreasonably, "Shut up!"

    The fat man was so wronged that he almost cried.

    "I have already handed over my old background to you, the fleet, seven trillion funds, Fari and Haig, my subordinates who have followed me for many years, life experience, and" Hastings turned his head  Glancing at Margaret, she said with some distress: "my most beloved granddaughter."

    He stared at the fat man viciously: "Don't tell me, you can't beat Sober just like that!"

    "Old guy, if you can't do Sober, it's up to me!" The fat man whispered in his mouth, and his heart was full of complaints.

    When the war broke out, he was just a small mechanic.

    When I ran away on the 21st day, all I thought about was to return home alive, and my firmest belief was that I can't die a virgin in life.

    But who knows, in a daze, the burden of maintaining human peace and saving the world falls on his shoulders.

    Is there anyone more unlucky than oneself in the whole universe?

    "Li Fu and the remnants of the Nademik dynasty are nothing to worry about. People who can only play small tricks can't make a big deal." Hastings looked up at the starry sky outside the porthole on the front of the command hall, and said slowly: "  Your real enemy is Sober, and the little girl who played with Li Fu and the entire human civilization, and the people behind her."

    Having said that, Hastings looked at the starry sky quietly, seemingly in a daze.

    After a long time, he sighed, manipulated the wheelchair, and drove off the command seat under the surprised eyes of all Fimeng generals.

    When passing by the fat man, the old man said softly: "It's up to you how to fight the next battle. I must admit that Sober is more powerful than I imagined."

    "Are you admitting defeat?" the fat man asked.

    "I'm tired." The old man smiled slightly, "I will only lose if you lose!"

    When Margaret and a group of medical staff came up quickly, Hastings, who had completely lost the blood on his lips, turned his head and asked, "After becoming the commander of the Allied Forces, what is your first order?"  What?"

    "Retreat!" The fat man stared straight at the tactical computer screen without looking back.

    Hastings laughed!

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