One Thousand and Ninety Listening From Afar

( ) Ye Han suddenly became an ant on the hot pot: "Lao Qi, where is the picture? Where is the picture?"

"No, our angle is wrong and we can't see the battlefield..." Qi Haifeng shook his head repeatedly, "Without the signal, we wouldn't be able to make peace."

"How is that possible?" Bian Ge looked suspicious.

Qi Haifeng clicked a few times on the touch screen, and an overhead view of the solar system immediately appeared on the main screen.

He pointed at the picture and said: "Jupiter will oppose the sun in May. We are now behind the earth. The moon and the battlefield are in front of Jupiter, and the earth is right in the middle."

Qi Haifeng drew a heavy stroke on the earth and ended his explanation.

When he said this, everyone remembered the Jupiter opposition.

Ye Han frowned and asked, "How long will it take for the moon to come out?"

"At least six days." Qi Haifeng said, "By the time we can see it, this battle should have been over long ago."

He clicked twice more, and the main screen returned to a close-up of the Earth... Due to the location, from the perspective of the Donghai, the left side of the Earth is day and the right side is night.

Ye Han was about to speak when a new voice came from the communication: "Attention all units, it is ten o'clock in Jizhou, two o'clock in Qingzhou, four o'clock in Xuzhou, eight o'clock in Yangzhou, six o'clock in Youzhou, twelve o'clock in Taizhou, and The Continent was in the center to provide support. After each ship dispersed, it immediately released its fighter planes. Repeat, and immediately after the ships dispersed, it immediately released its fighter planes——"

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication immediately became chaotic. Commands to release the fighter planes, sounds of adjusting positions, and various responses were mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish who was who.

You don't need to ask to know that this is because in order to receive more signals, the Donghai uses a full-band reception method to receive all communication contents in one go.

Each level of command on the battlefield has its own frequency, so there will be no such confusion.

Both the communication in front and the chaos behind were as clear as ever, but no one on the bridge noticed this. Everyone was attracted by the content of the communication.

Long Jianguo looked at Ye Han: "Is the fleet deployed? Are you going to fly a kite?"

Ye Han nodded solemnly, with a plum blossom-shaped fleet scattered in his mind: "Not counting the international fleet, we have seven aerospace carriers and can dispatch more than 1,400 fighter jets in one wave..."

"So many?" Xiao Yuan was surprised,

"Can't more than a thousand fighter jets defeat the alien fleet?"

Qi Haifeng said: "The key is not how much we can produce, but how much the aliens can produce. According to me, the aliens have more than 400 warships, and they are all aircraft carrier-shaped alien warships. Do the math. How many planes can aliens make at one time?”

"So many?" Xiao Yuan's eyes almost popped out.

"How many? This is still half of the interception fleet." Qi Haifeng said.

Xiao Yuan's eyes widened: "So, the interception fleet destroyed more than 400 alien warships?"

"Yeah." Qi Haifeng nodded.

Xiao Yuan continued to be in a daze, but soon came to his senses: "Can this battle be won?"

"Is it possible that the enemy is too strong not to fight, or that he can use the inability to win as an excuse to avoid fighting?" Ye Han tapped the armrest vigorously.

"That's not what I meant." Xiao Yuan quickly shook his head, "I am worried about the fleet, and also the earth..."

Ye Han's expression softened: "Everyone is as worried as you. There is no shortage of Helicarriers at home, but there are definitely not many escort ships. Just relying on 011 escorts... I really don't know what to do."

"What's wrong with 011? Isn't it good?" Long Jianguo asked in confusion.

He was an Army officer, and he was transferred to the fleet to do Marine work, and he didn't even know the basics of the fleet.

Ye Han said: "No matter what kind of mothership, it is mainly based on aircraft. There is very little equipment on the ship. Once the enemy approaches, it will rely on escort formations to fight."

"I know this!" Long Jianguo was puzzled.

Ye Han sighed: "Then do you know that an aerospace carrier requires much more escort ships than an aircraft carrier? Do you know that 011 is big but thin?"

Long Jianguo shook his head honestly: "I understand the front, but what do you mean by the back?" Surface combat is two-dimensional, while space combat is three-dimensional, so the aircraft carrier needs more escort ships.

"It means that the 011 level has more than enough offense and insufficient defense, and the armor is too poor. It is not the material for escort at all." Qi Haifeng said.

Long Jianguo understood: "What should we do?"

Ye Han said: "The key is the carrier-based aircraft. As long as the aircraft can withstand it, the aircraft carrier will be fine."

"It doesn't matter if the planes are all out, as long as they are withdrawn in time to replenish the planes, as long as the planes are there, they will have combat effectiveness. The key depends on how prepared Beiyuezhou is." Qi Haifeng said.

Bian Ge said, "I'm going to make your heads explode. Just tell me whether you can win."

Ye Han and Qi Haifeng were silent together. Finally, Ye Han broke the silence: "It still depends on how to fight."

Bian Ge immediately understood. What he said was so unconfident. It was obvious that Ye Han was not optimistic about this battle. It was as if he didn't say anything.

Long Jianguo said: "It's been so long, it's time to catch the fire, right?"

"Not yet." Qi Haifeng said, "I've been watching."

"What did you say again?" Ye Han asked.

"It's nothing, it's all about asking the superiors to issue tactical assignments and the like." Qi Haifeng said.

"What about the distance? Did you say the distance between ourselves and the enemy?"

"I haven't noticed it yet, it's too chaotic."

Ye Han immediately said: "Can't you just separate the command channel?"

Qi Haifeng smiled bitterly: "There was no movement in that frequency band just now."

"Why is it so messy!" Ye Han looked sad.

"Yes, yes!" Qi Haifeng suddenly shouted in surprise. He pointed his finger and a voice appeared on the bridge: "The distance... 嗞... eight thousand, the long-range missile... 100% live ammunition... 100% bait... Ninety percent..."

The so-called decoy bombs are fakes that disrupt audio and video, and their only purpose is to cover the real missiles.

"Is this the beginning?" Bian Ge was a little stunned. Eight thousand kilometers was a bit too far.

"Shh-" Several people put their raised fingers in front of their lips.

Everyone wanted to hear what was going to happen next, but the communications became chaotic again, all filled with instructions to launch missiles, and then there was silence again.

Bian Ge coughed lightly: "Can you speak now?"

Just as Ye Han was about to say yes, the voice from the earth appeared again: "The enemy forces are flying... Hei... Pay attention... Release the aircraft group... Hei... To attack!"

"Five divisions, five divisions...five..."

"The Eighth Division and the Eighth Division...keep...nourishing...accelerate"

"Eleven...Zi...hold, hold still..."

"Zi...san...zi..."

"It's begun!" Several voices said in unison. Although they couldn't see the situation on the battlefield, they could imagine what it would be like for a huge group of friendly aircraft and a large group of enemy aircraft to slowly press on from both sides at the same time.

Everyone's hearts were raised at this moment, worried about the battle far away on Earth, and even more worried about their comrades who were resisting the aliens.