Chapter 2889 Unable to Return To... The Sky?

"hateful……"

Every word in the forum was like a hot steel nail, which hurt Meng Lichuan's eyes, pierced her chest, and burned her palm red.

She may not stand at such a high strategic height, and firmly believe in the principle of "the lips are dead and the teeth are cold".

It was just her natural stubbornness that made her unable to bear failure—especially in the first important strategic deduction that she participated in on behalf of the "Moon Demon Squad", such a useless failure.

"Dididi!"

When the cooling time expires, she can join the battle group again.

Taking a deep breath, concentrating her mind and soul, Meng Lichuan sank into the nerve interaction liquid again, but saw a series of colorful data streams with her closed eyes, and she entered the strategic deduction again.

This time, she will play the role of a senior staff officer of a supporting fleet, or she will be responsible for transporting fuel, ammunition, and space warships to the places where they are most needed on the front line. Emergency repairs were carried out in the large maintenance fortress at the rear, and at least 30% to 50% of the combat power was restored.

In an instant, the torrent of data, the vortex of information, the meteor shower composed of various calculations, charts and curves, smashed into her mind.

In this kind of expert-level strategic deduction, it is almost impossible to see the "starships lined up in battle lines to bombard each other, the cosmic war shuttles and the crystal armor battle groups intertwined bloody battles, and the giant soldiers are disembowelled and destroyed" that ordinary audiences love to see. Such scenes, the war is extremely simplified or restored to its original appearance - countless cold data changes, each data represents a starship or thousands of lives, the disappearance of data is more than the annihilation of chess pieces Even more insignificant, and Meng Lichuan must be as hard-hearted as possible, not thinking about the meaning behind these numbers or chess pieces, and sending them to the place where they "should die" as accurately as possible.

This is not an easy job.

The pressure she endured even surpassed that of a real Starship Fleet staff officer and commander.

Because in the real Star Wars, she will never be allowed to master so much data alone, and to dispatch so many starships, there will be many staff officers, captains and commanders at all levels to help her share the pressure. Just a simple screw.

Here, Meng Lichuan had to process hundreds of pieces of information per second, and accurately distribute the few last batch of supplies of the Federal Army to the most needed fronts.

It is good to have data that can be processed. More often, when the enemy launches high-intensity spiritual magnetic interference, cutting off all her data sources, she is like a blind man galloping on a cliff, and can only rely on "intuition" , "talent" plus a little "luck" to determine the delivery of materials.

Under the double impact of the huge amount of calculation and the mental pressure of a scourge, Meng Lichuan's brain once again broke through the limit of fatigue and reached the verge of collapse in just half an hour.

Dazed, she couldn't tell whether she was conducting a virtual strategic deduction, or she was really in an extremely cruel battlefield, watching her fleet fall into the abyss of destruction.

The rows of boring data and the intricate charts all turned into vivid illusions.

Meng Lichuan seemed to see countless federal starships burning on the edge of the extreme sky, turning into screaming butterflies.

It also seemed to see that the dark starry sky was torn open with bloody wounds, and more, faster, and more ferocious covenant starships crossed the wormhole and descended on their heads.

Under the disturbance of stellar radiation, the invisible light waves emitted by the naval guns of both sides all exude a magnificent and terrifying brilliance. The light rays are interlaced, twisted, blended and entangled, just like countless mottled lines suddenly appearing in the sea of ​​stars. And the gorgeous big snakes bit and devoured each other.

The big snake representing the Federation was unstoppably swallowed by the big snake representing the Holy League.

"No, absolutely not!"

Meng Lichuan gritted her teeth. The power burst out from nowhere, and the computing power was instantly increased by five times. Every supply ship under her command was like her nerve endings, which were put in place by her with incomparable precision and just right.

On the front she was in charge of, the firepower output of the Federation Army doubled in an instant, causing countless Holy League starships to be annihilated in a sea of ​​​​flame. Many senior team members sent "appreciation" to her newcomer on the communication channel. " expression.

It's a pity that in the magnificent duel of nearly a million starships, the power of an individual is small after all. No matter how brave Meng Lichuan's front is, it can't save the decline of the other dozens of fronts.

What's more, it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. When Meng Lichuan exhausted the last batch of supplies and all the supply ships under her command turned into empty tin cans, she was completely helpless!

"Li Chuan, the amplitude of your brainwave agitation is not right, get out quickly, get out of the strategic deduction!"

Faintly, Meng Lichuan heard a voice calling anxiously in his ear.

"Damn, hate, hate, how could we lose, this deduction is totally messed up, messed up!"

Meng Lichuan's eyes turned red, and she ignored the warning sound in her ears. Her eyes pierced through the chaotic data and shot at the non-existent Holy League fleet.

"Li Chuan, you are about to go mad, get out, quick!"

The voice continued to shout.

What Meng Lichuan heard was the sarcasm, ridicule, screams and frustrated sighs on the forum.

"Fart, we won't lose, and I won't just admit defeat like this!"

Meng Lichuan gritted her teeth, every brain cell was boiling, burning and exploding.

"Force Quit, Force Quit!"

The voice in the ear screamed.

The data in front of Meng Lichuan jumped wildly, showing that a Holy League fleet had discovered her small supply fleet.

The acceleration and steering flexibility of the opponent's warship was much higher than that of her transport ship, and she had nowhere to escape.

Meng Lichuan snorted coldly, and without hesitation, manipulated the supply ships under her command to form a frontal attack—but because of the setting of the director team, the "morale value" and "command speed" of her fleet fell to the bottom. Even the posture of "burning jade and stone together" is difficult to put on.

So, before she was ready to "die generously", the enemy rushed into her fleet like a hungry tiger. The numbers in front of Meng Lichuan turned into shining meteors, and the meteors converged into a bleak white light, killing her soul. Completely suffocated, she didn't even finish the last swear word, she simply passed out and passed out.

...

Meng Lichuan had the deepest sleep in his life.

Also had the most, the scariest, most absurd nightmares.

Most of the nightmares were related to Star Wars. She seemed to be trapped in a sticky swamp, and the swamp was covered with grease. Then, the grease was ignited, and she watched her and her companions' heads burning up.

This nightmare repeated countless times before Meng Lichuan managed to open her scarlet eyes, and stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before confirming that she had woken up.

But she still had a splitting headache, as if someone had split her head and forced a starship into it.

The smell of disinfectant floating in the air, as well as the "didididi" monitoring equipment next to her confirmed that she was lying in the medical cabin of the hospital.

It should have been a long time, so long that she thought hard for a while before remembering what she was doing "the last moment".

"Competition, I am competing!"

Meng Lichuan's heart tightened, and she sat up abruptly, feeling dizzy, the starship in her head fired fiercely, smashing her back again, her ears were ringing, and stars were shining in her eyes.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, you want to lie down for another three days and three nights!"

A chubby face with a somewhat "naive look" appeared above the medical cabin, looking at her with a smile.

"Miss Peach!"

Meng Lichuan's pretty face flushed, and she yelled in embarrassment.

"Sister Taozi" is named Jiang Baitao, a veteran front-line member of the "Moon Devil Squad", and the senior who brought Meng Lichuan in hand in hand. According to the rules of the cultivation world, even if she is her "guide", the two naturally become friendly A lot.

"My head hurts, I, what's wrong with me, Sister Taozi?"

Meng Lichuan pressed her temples and took a few deep breaths, "The competition, we are still competing, why did you come out?"

"There's bad news and good news."

Jiang Baitao smiled and said, "The bad news is that you are desperate to stimulate your brain cells, soar your calculation power, and almost burst your own blood vessels, and fell into the most serious madness. You have been lying in the hospital for three days and three nights. I really don't want it." Desperate little girl.

"The good news is that 'nearly' going crazy means that you don't mean going crazy, not only won't leave the slightest sequelae, but you can also 'break through', without you even noticing, you've been promoted several levels in a row! Of course, the specific brain condition will not be known until a series of tests are performed, so let’s talk about it slowly after you have recovered!

"In short, your performance three days ago was 'shocking as a man of heaven', and now the entire strategic deduction center knows that there is such a desperate little girl like you, not only many strong people in the Dark Moon Foundation have recruited you I want to focus on training you, even the military, Yaoshi Group and the major sects are very interested in you, thinking that you have great potential, and want to dig you in. Hey, hey, don’t you? Will you leave 'Sister Taozi' who has been so kind to you?"

"ah……"

Meng Lichuan was a little embarrassed, her cheeks flushed slightly.

In the past, such good news was enough to make her jump three feet high and sing and dance.

However, after experiencing such a tragic star sea war, she suddenly didn't care so much about the level of her personal realm.

"The game—is it over?"

Seeing Jiang Baitao's calm and happy face, Meng Lichuan felt a vague gleam in his heart, "Could it be that at the last moment, we reversed the miracle and actually - won?"

"Reversing the devil, we have run out of ammunition and food, the whole army is wiped out, how can we win, of course we lost, the defeat was crushing, and we were entangled by our 'Moon Demon Team' and the opposite 'Blood Shadow Team' for more than ten years. The biggest failure of the year, oh, oh, what a shame, a shame!"

Jiang Baitao said very simply.

"Why?"

Meng Lichuan was puzzled, and murmured, "We lost, and we actually lost. Then, why does Sister Taozi feel so relaxed and even happy?"

"Happy?"

Jiang Baitao rubbed her chubby face, said with a smile, "Maybe it's because you're involuntarily happy to see you woke up safe and sound?"

"Hey, what's the use of me waking up, we lost after all, the forum must be scolding us to the bone now, right?"

Meng Lichuan said dejectedly, "There are still public opinion surveys. How many people are left who support 'send troops immediately'? 20%? 10%? Not even 5%?"

"Uh, this..."

Jiang Baitao's expression suddenly became very strange, coughed dryly, and said, "The comprehensive polls of the three major authoritative forums now show that 68% of people support 'immediately send troops', and 17% are unsure. Only 15% of those who support 'think twice' are left, and, as time goes on, the proportion of people who support 'send troops now' continues to increase."

"What?"

Meng Lichuan was dumbfounded, sat up straight again, and then slammed back straight up, not caring about dizziness, but screamed, "Are there any mistakes, how could this happen!"