Text Chapter 1794 War Chess, and Large and Small Chess Pieces

In the face of the three-dimensional light curtain, which flexibly turns in the deep universe like ink, and spreads out like mercury pouring into the ground, all the ministers, councilors, staff officers and analysts in the supreme command center are all dumbfounded, and a wave of excitement is set off in their hearts. The waves are higher than the waves!

Anyone with a little common sense in space warfare knows that at an ultra-high speed of thousands of kilometers per second, an entire fleet of hundreds of thousands of ships of various types, safety distances, and frequency of psychic shield agitation will be forced to How difficult it is for a starship to turn in an orderly manner!

The structural strength of the starship itself, the endurance of the bodies and brains of all the soldiers on the starship, their coordination with each other, and their positions in the battle formation... are all intricate and computationally overwhelming issues.

Not to mention doing this in the densest "conical attack formation", not to mention braving the enemy's deadly artillery fire. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe such a thing. The commander who dared to do this must be a madman madman!

The Great White Fleet miraculously did it.

They staged an incomparably gorgeous emergency change of direction. Thousands of tail flames dragged a nearly perfect arc trajectory in the sea of ​​stars, like a pair of bright scimitars, straight into the softest belly of the Black Wind Fleet.

"How is it possible? Why did the Great White Fleet appear there? Didn't they rush to the No. 2 and No. 3 star gates?"

"They were not disturbed by the spiritual magnetism, but actively shut down the network and entered the silent state of the spiritual network, thereby avoiding the raging brain virus. Inside the fleet, they still maintained a minimum of communication, and with such a thin communication, To maintain such a tight and delicate battle formation?"

"Such an astonishing commanding ability, is it really something that a mere nascent soul can do? What's going on!"

"In any case, they came at the right time. Now the second wave of starships of the Black Wind Fleet are mixed with the Astrotorch. It is a loose plate of loose sand, and it is continuously shaken by space ripples. It is simply defenseless!"

"Contact the Great White Fleet quickly, quickly, quickly, what, still can't get in touch? This"

Different from the "Navy" in a single planet civilization, the "Deep Space Fleet" in the Star Sea civilization often has to wander outside the parent star or even the parent world, and carry out explorations and expeditions with distances reaching tens of thousands of light-years, or even further away , the mother world has extremely weak control over the deep space fleet, and the deep space fleet is basically self-contained, each of which is a small independent kingdom.

It can even be said that there are now a total of nine worlds in the Star Federation. In addition to the seven worlds in the conventional sense, the Liaoyuan Fleet and the Great White Fleet are two specific and small worlds.

Compared with the Liaoyuan Fleet, which was heavily funded by the state, the Great White Fleet was built largely by Jin Xinyue, private consortiums and private sects including the Yaoshi Group. The control over it is even weaker.

The Great White Fleet has just completed a long-distance voyage exercise that lasted nearly a year. Although the logbook is sent back every now and then, apart from the logbook, where did they go this year, what did they do, what happened? What idea no one knows.

As we all know, Bai Xingjian, the commander of the Great White Fleet, has always been inseparable from the orthodox fleet system of the Federal Army, but is Jin Xinyue's confidant.

"Swish Swish Swish Swish!"

Everyone focused their eyes on Jin Xinyue's face.

But Jin Xinyue was just as dumbfounded as they were, staring blankly at the elusive and thunderous little dots of light on the light curtain, completely unaware of what happened to the Great White Fleet and Bai Xingjian.

"According to the current acceleration, the Great White Fleet is about to collide with the second wave of jumping groups of the Black Wind Fleet in three minutes!"

Above the light curtain, the battle is like chess.

The first unexpected chess piece jumped up, revealing its blood-stained fangs!

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High-ranking federations like Chess Wan Guqing, Guo Chunfeng, Jin Xinyue, and Bai Xingjian are all chess players.

These all-powerful figures, their wars are carried out in the dry and safe command center, amidst the changes of thousands of light curtains, in the tumbling of a series of numbers, in the formation of troops and in the serial game.

Their wars are sometimes strategically located and magnificent, sometimes treacherous and unpredictable, and skillful. It is indeed a big chess game with the star sea as the chessboard and the starship as the chess pieces.

On the chessboard, everything is clearly visible, there is a context to be traced, there is the so-called process of "thundering, overwhelming, turning the tide, and counterattacking", and there are thrilling "winners and losers" one after another.

Even if you are defeated, at least you can clearly know where you lost, and you still have time to be surprised, dazed, annoyed and regretted.

But after all, wars cannot be won by relying on these big men alone.

Each of the masterminds' ingenious moves, each interlocking conspiracy, and each deeply hidden trap must be completed by countless ordinary soldiers fighting on the front line.

For ordinary soldiers who were caught in the brutal strangling battle between the Tianyuan Fleet and the Black Wind Fleet, they couldn't say something like "the situation is like chess".

Through the blood-stained crystal window, the war in front of them is not a chess game where every move is clear, but two huge, chaotic, violent death vortexes, colliding with each other, entangled with each other, and unreasonable to each other Destroy!

Mad Dog is one of these ordinary fighters.

He couldn't see the conspiracy of the Black Wind Fleet, the chaos of the Liaoyuan Fleet, and the miraculous appearance of the Great White Fleet; he didn't know that the small dots of light jumping out of the void in the far distance were the star gate components of the empire, let alone Know what to expect when these astronomical torches are assembled.

All he saw was that the psionic shields of the starships around him turned a dim crimson, like veins of blood that were gradually drying up.

He only saw that the outer shells of many starships had turned a dangerous orange red, exploding without warning, turning into huge fireballs, and at the same time shooting out a large number of fragments wrapped in berserk psionic arcs like celestial maidens scattered flowers Come out, forming a criss-crossing, irregular death storm on the battlefield.

He saw that these sharp fragments harvested lives with ease like a sickle. They treated both the enemy and us equally, without any kindness at all. Many federal soldiers and imperial soldiers were entangled with each other, and were instantly pierced by the same fragment. , skewered together like a barbecue.

He also saw that many people were hit by debris, deviated from the direction, and all the power arrays failed. No matter how hard they struggled, they fell into the huge beams of light that were bombarded by the battleships of the two sides in desperation. It disappeared like a mosquito falling into molten steel, no matter the screams or the blue smoke, there was not a single speck left behind.

Mad Dog has participated in both ground wars in the atmosphere and cosmic wars in a vacuum.

Death in ground warfare is accompanied by screams, roars, cries, and heroic battle cries, as well as deafening bombing.

The war in a vacuum is silent, and everyone seems to be performing a solemn pantomime.

The extremely gorgeous and destructive images and the maddening silence constituted an extremely strange sense of contradiction, which made him unclear which of the two forms of war was more cruel.

Perhaps, all wars are the same, for these insignificant dust, these insignificant ants, these numbers on the combat power calculation table, whether on the ground or in the universe, they are equally cruel.

That's right, he is Jin Tan, and he is also a major of the Federal Army.

so what?

Starships with a length of several kilometers slowly rotated in front of him like dying whales, and were immediately pierced deeply by dozens of spear-like beams of light, cracks were easily opened in the seemingly solid armor Groups of fireballs, like deformed tumors, spewed out from the cracks. At the same time, countless foundation building, alchemy and Nascent Soul cultivators driving starships spewed out. In the end, they were all burned to ashes, or melted together with the crystal armor, turning into orange-red meteorites.

The mad dog drifted in the turbulent waves of the psionic storm, like a straw floating on the sea, passing by meteorites made of countless human bodies and magic weapons.

His spiritual energy was almost exhausted, his crystal armor was on the verge of scrapping, and only dozens of rune arrays were left to barely function.

At this moment, any small meteorite may kill him. Facing such a grand and chaotic battlefield, such absurd and cruel fate, what is the difference between golden pills and ants?

The butterfly-like figure of withered leaves froze suddenly, as if falling into the eye of a temporarily stable storm, and the raging battlefield suddenly calmed down strangely.

The violently oscillating brain in the skull gradually stabilized, and only then did the mad dog feel the pain of broken tendons and fractures, burst internal organs, burning nerve endings, and the suffocation-like suffocation of the burning soul.

This battle-tested veteran realized with a mad dog's keen intuition that a moment of peace is an ominous sign. Lost, they lost!

The flames of war in the icy universe ignited and extinguished quickly, and in an instant, only the cold starship wreckage and strangely shaped corpses remained beside him, like an endless tomb of the star sea, and his side shot out from the depths of the wreckage. , The sporadic beams of light will soon provoke a hundred times the number of counterattacks from the opponent, and there will be a large group of imperial armorers attacking with lightning and thunder, sweeping over like locusts!

The mad dog laughed miserably, but a large blood clot came out of the laugh, and his lower abdomen was burning with numbness. When he looked down, he found a fist-thick antenna deeply pierced near his liver.

The experience of brushing against death again and again for a whole hundred years told him that this was a fatal injury.

This time, I really struggled to the end.

"Such...an ordinary way of dying, fuck!"

The mad dog's eyes went black for a while, and the past flashed like a revolving lantern in the darkness. The burning pain in the liver area overlapped with the unforgettable punch a hundred years ago.

He felt sick again.

I want to spit out all the blood in my life. (To be continued.)