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"God!" A staff member of the Feiyang cruiser stared blankly out the porthole.

The visual impact of this violent scene in the universe is too strong. A fleet of Naval warships emerging from the void was smashed in front of a torpedo and missile cluster. Countless wreckage scattered around.

On the huge hull of the steel giant ship, the bursts of fire burst one after another, like the blood-red epiphyllum that had just opened and dropped.

So eye-catching!

"God is not here ..." The deputy captain, who was running around like a lion in front of the Skynet console, kicked violently on the **** of the **** ’s staff. on!"

"The left rudder is 1,500 ticks at full speed." The master pilot repeated the command of the captain loudly.

"Electronic jamming started ..." The electronic soldier hurriedly turned the dense switch on the console, and his hands were so fast that he could only see a residual image.

"The main gun is 80% charged ... eighty-five ........." The gunner of the main gun compartment stared at the charging table, and his heavy breath was like one. The bullfight just waiting for the gate to open.

"The thruster is fully on ..." The power cabin supervisor was almost screaming with his feet jumping, and the soldiers under his command were instructed so that they would not touch the ground.

"Quickly ..." The captains roared wildly with roar, and every battleship was like a frying pan.

The trembling officers and soldiers were running fast and roaring. The sound of keyboard knocking is like a rainstorm hitting the lotus pond. The turret was spinning fast, the radar was locking, and the steel body of the battleship was turning. The huge fleet is like a group of migratory birds gliding on the water with wings flapping, ready to soar.

"Strike!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Keep up!"

The blue energy shields, like the lights of the city at night, light up one after another. In this wonderful light, the huge fleet of bandits moved.

The shuttle-shaped fleet sailing formation, like the drawn coil, is changing rapidly.

The high-speed destroyers took the lead in attacking. These small warships were like a group of hounds that broke free of their leashes. They rushed out and overwhelmed the enemy ships. Behind them are cruiser clusters. These slightly larger warships are more like Rangers on the ancient battlefield with two wings outstretched.

When the main gun was fully charged, it was divided into four groups of patrol groups, and a dazzling light erupted at the same time.

Countless streamers swept straight through the black void and plunged into the enemy fleet. A moment later, it seemed to be filled with gasoline, which had already been caught in the squadrons of the siege of the exploding fire, and several dazzling white lights erupted again. This white light is so violent that the entire universe is lit up at this moment.

The flagship command hall is tense and boiling.

The fat man stood on the podium with glaring eyes, and issued the order: "The first-drive patrol cluster detoured on the left, and the second-drive patrol cluster attacked the L21 area, attacking the main fleet of the enemy fleet.

"The first drive tour cluster understands."

"The second drive patrol cluster understands."

The excited responses of the two fleet coordinators sounded almost simultaneously.

"Electronic attack is launched with full force," the fat man dragged the situation map on the tactical computer, while watching the dense information and data, and ordered in succession: "The main array salvo, coordinate positioning 45223.74225.39280.7 ... Follow the flagship circular motion and automatically adjust the shooting elements ... "

Every time he gave an order, the officer in charge responded loudly. For a time, the whole command hall was filled with a loud "Yes" voice.

No one questioned his order anymore. All the blood was ignited in the fireworks in the distant starry sky.

That's Obun!

Is a tactical master known as a cyclops, an air combat expert!

However, when his fleet protruded from the darkness, it encountered tens of thousands of missiles and torpedoes ... a head-to-head attack!

Is there anything crazier than this? !

"Enemy fleet loss report!" The fat man shouted.

"The middle cluster lost 35 percent, the tail cluster lost 41 percent, and the battle cluster lost 3.6 percent ..." Tony reported loudly.

With the data in Tony's mouth, even in the busiest moment, there was a burst of overwhelming cheers in the command room.

The staff members celebrated in a busy schedule. The first wave of attacks is not over yet, and the enemy's patrol group has been killed by two-fifths. Such a start is perfect!

However, fat people are obviously not very satisfied with this data.

Tony found that when he reported the loss of the enemy ship, the fat man obviously frowned.

"Sir, our torpedo and missile cluster has just completed the third wave of attacks, and there are two waves behind ..." Tony couldn't help but remind.

By this time, Tony had completely abandoned all doubts about the fat man. From the amazing ability of fat people to read intelligence and deductions, to this incredible genius combat plan, to the violent explosion of light outside the window at this moment ... Everything is just to show how Hastings' vision Accuracy!

The battle has begun and there is no escape route. All I can do now is follow this fat man in front of me to witness a miracle.

Tony has no doubt about the possibility of this miracle.

"The last two waves can't cause much harm ..." The fat man who had been staring at the tactical computer all the time, shook his head unexpectedly.

"Why?" Tony and the senior generals beside the fat man were both startled.

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"Open the distance, the left wing is headed by the cruiser [Odom], turn left for 600 ticks, and the right wing is headed by the [Tennessee], turn right for 800 ticks," O'Brien's roar was extremely cold: "[Bordeaux] No., [Caesar], [Derbyshire], [Wada], [Yamada] ... top it! "

With the instructions sent by Obun on the tactical computer, more than ten named warships suddenly traversed their bodies in the air, either before or after, or up or down, and stopped behind the burst of fire.

In front of these warships, the warships that had been riddled with holes were struggling in hell. Numerous missile fish dragging their tails and smokes into the flames of the explosion. Some hit the front warships or wreckage and exploded, while others shot through the gap and hit the warships that had just traversed.

Behind him, hundreds of warships have begun a difficult turn.

Although the formation was crowded and the movement was very slow, these warships finally had a breathing time behind the barrier wall formed by the forward warships.

The brave man broke his wrist, and the sacrifice of more than ten warships isolated the spread of missile and torpedo attack.

Auburn gritted his teeth, and he never dreamed that his sneak attack completely fell into the trap of the other party.

Everything is an illusion.

When the Fiji fleet appeared in front of them, shutting down the energy shields and engines and preparing for the jump, they had already prepared thousands of missile torpedoes, waiting for their own fleet to jump.

Although I don't understand how the other party discovered his fleet and how to accurately calculate the transition airspace coordinates and time, these are not important to O'Brien.

Importantly, although the Longqi Fleet suffered heavy losses, the Fleet did not lose its combat effectiveness.

O'Brien has calculated from experience that the other party's five-wave missile attack has destroyed the bottom line. The last wave arrived, four minutes later, with the battleship that was going up in front, enough to block the fourth wave. When the last wave arrived, the fleet spreading to both wings was just able to escape the enemy's attack range and release enough induced bombs.

After losing more than a dozen warships and saving more vitality, O'Brien made the decision without thinking.

At the same time, he also saw the immaturity of the opposing commander in the light of genius.

If he sets the missile and torpedo coordinates more penetratingly, concentrates the attack wave more, and allows some torpedoes to target the target airspace instead of being so greedy, then he can attack in the first wave. At that time, the driving and patrol group of the Longqi Fleet completely lost their fighting power.

Unfortunately, he missed the best opportunity.

Although in all aspects of the battlefield situation, this Philippine Fleet without a designation has an advantage. However, don't forget that the strength of the Dragon Horse Fleet is 1.5 times that of them. At this moment it is just slightly less than them.

This is the Longqi Fleet, battle-hardened and intrepid.

In this fleet, in addition to the order of Jeppeng officers and soldiers who did not hesitate to go up to meet the missiles and torpedoes at the command, there are currently six intact space carrier and battleship clusters!

Since he can't sneak attack, then he defeated this unknown commander head-on.

It won't take long for him to understand from the slowly reversed situation and the dragon-strike fleet's strangling like a python that no matter how good his strategy and tactics are, he shouldn't provoke one-eyed python Aubun.

This name is not because of a sneak attack!

In the command room of Supreme Supreme Glory, hundreds of dragon cavalry staff, like the same high-speed operation, classify, analyze and process intelligence and data. Upstairs, four floors high, every tactical discussion room was opened. Numerous real-time combat plans and deductions are continuously transmitted to the senior staff headed by the chief of staff, and then to O'Brien's tactical computer.

Obun, as calm as a stone, looked at the tactical computer with a grin on his lips.

The Longqi fleet has evaded danger and is shrinking. The Filipino fleet was too fierce. There is a wonderful gap between their two squadrons in the airspace of D13 on their left.

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