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Chapter 900 Fleet on the Mars Channel

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    The sunlight penetrating into the study room has already begun to tilt.

    The setting sun was like fire, and the study room was also glowing faintly red.

    "Afterwards, we learned that it was not Sober who commanded the West York fleet to fight, but another famous general of the Binart Empire, Carnegie, known as the full metal defense line."

    The reporter looked at Maqiya who was sitting opposite, and asked, "This is also regarded by many military experts as one of the main factors for the failure of the West Yorkist Army. In their opinion, if the battle was commanded by Sober at the beginning  , maybe the battle will go to another outcome"

    "There are no ifs in war" The old man waved his hand holding the pipe, and said with a faint smile: "Besides, Banning, Kadel, and Keens commanded the front line in West Yorkshire.  With Carnegie in charge, there is nothing to blame for such an ultra-luxury lineup, let alone against that guy, even against Marshal Hastings."

    "But they still lost to General Tian Xingjian in the previous battle." The reporter said, "Didn't Sober take action himself?"

    "Did Sober win?" the old man asked back with a smile.

    The reporter was stunned, and argued: "But at that time, he even pushed General Tian to the point of desperation! If he had commanded the battle from the beginning, he would have had more time, maybe  "

    "Then why didn't he direct the battle from the beginning?" the old man asked leisurely.

    "This" The reporter was tongue-tied.

    In fact, many people have repeatedly debated this issue for a long time.  It was suggested that neither Sober had a result at the time.  No one understood why Sobel gave Carnegie the command of the fleet.  I didn't command the battle in the first place.

    "If you really want to talk about the factors of command candidates, everyone should actually look at it the other way around." The old man smiled.

    The reporter asked in confusion: "Look at it the other way around?"

    "Yes!" The old man knocked on his pipe, nodded and said, "Everyone only saw that Carnegie and the others were defeated by Tian Xingjian in the tactical command to break through the outer defensive chain, but they didn't realize that at this stage of the battle, they  In fact, they did not make any mistakes. On the contrary, they displayed a higher level of command than before, so that this stage became the most tragic and cruel stage in the entire battle!"

    The reporter listened quietly.

    He knew that the battle of the Fibonacci League to break through the defense chain of West Yorkshire lasted for a full forty-eight hours.  The battle was extremely brutal.  The two sides fought fiercely along the defensive chain built by the Xiyo people.  The total number of large and small battles that can be accurately calculated exceeds 800 times.  The length of the duration and the density of the battle are simply unbelievable!

    Until now, whenever people see the semi-circular battleship cemetery outside Le Lei's capital, they can't help shaking their hearts and sticking out their tongues in horror.

    "Carnegie's defense level is not weaker than Sober's. This person specializes in one discipline, and he is extremely tenacious. Even Sober himself admits that if he is the spear and Carnegie is the shield, he  If you want to break through Carnegie's defense, you need to pay a considerable price." The old man said slowly: "Therefore, it was actually a very smart strategy for the West Yorkers to let Carnegie and the others fight this battle."

    The old man's thoughts seemed to return from the quiet study to the era of war.

    "That battle was really bitter! It was so hard that Fujii and I didn't want to recall it at all when we arrived at the battle. We were only in command of the front line and responsible for the specific command of the fleet. But the tactical changes of the entire battlefield were centralized.  On the body of the fat man alone. For two whole days, he has been fighting with Carnegie and the others on the podium. But Sober is quietly recuperating  .¡±

    The reporter couldn't help shivering.

    Just from the old man's narration, he could hear the tragedy and danger of that battle.

    Put yourself in the situation and think about it, when a person has to command for two full days, a total of more than 800 local battles, thousands of tactical changes, and exhausted his mental strength, there is another person next to him to recharge his batteries.  The feeling of being silent and not rushing to make a move, just staring at you, the super famous player, is actually more terrifying than the opponent who made a move at the beginning.

    "Sober didn't make any mistakes, and Carnegie and the others also played super long. However, at that time they didn't know that Tian Xingjian, who had mastered the basic tactics, was no longer the Tian Xingjian he used to be. He concentrated on Russell and  The essence of Hastings' military studies has his own unconstrained tactical imagination"

    "And more importantly" The old man looked at the reporter and smiled slightly: "In terms of computing power, Tian Xingjian is unparalleled in the world!"

    sp; Stewart, the commander of the Second Armored Division of the Bandit Army.

    "Everyone is ready, turn off the engine, set the jump coordinates, and count down in five minutes" Staring at the dark jump point, Chekov suddenly felt his heart beat faster.

    He turned his head to look.

    Beside them, Rashid and Stuart were chatting with ease.

    Not far away, Wei Jianshan, Hargrove, Wagstaff and Monson were drinking tea leisurely.  Cosmo, Infantry, Buzz, Wetherill, Monson, Mountbatten, Long Tai and other young Mech Gods of War are playing poker red-faced in a transparent tactical room, very busy  .  Everyone's face was covered with notes.

    Chekhov laughed.

    "Ten seconds countdown" he ordered.

    "Ten, nine, eight"

    Amidst the countdown sound of the master pilot, he looked at the dark void and thought, passing through this darkness, he would usher in Le Lei's bright, bright and peaceful starry sky

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