Chapter 200 The Heart of Playing Tactics

Battleships fighting each other in the depths of the universe, and the tracking and counter-tracking stages before the two sides enter the shooting, is actually a psychological game to a certain extent.

And Cliffs now has to make a choice that determines the outcome of the battle in this psychological game.

Because after the long-wave radar detected twice more, the two targets were still displayed on the holographic projection platform.

It's just that because of this effort, the distance between the two targets has become wider.

This sign shows that the opponent is obviously not one of those pirates or a rookie with little experience, but a "old six" who can make such tactical decisions in a high-pressure environment.

Not turning on radar wave cancellation is obviously a bright strategy - I will put two targets here, and you can choose which one to chase.

This kind of 'lucky' choice is also the situation that Cliffs least wants to encounter in battle.

Because in this case, the tilt of the victory scale not only depends on the technical and tactical levels of both sides, but also depends on the luck of both sides.

Judging from the current approximate distance and speed difference between the two sides, Cliffs knew that his Peregrine-class ship, equipped with the previous generation of the Federation Navy, should not be able to catch up with the opponent's ship in a short time.

Although the Peregrine class is already one of the most maneuverable ships among the previous generation of federal navy warships.

But the existence of generational differences is not so easy to overcome.

Suppose he chooses the wrong target to pursue, then the time it will take him to pursue another target after he discovers his mistake is unknown.

This also directly led to Cliffs's wish to form a double-team with Yaoguang Defense's temporarily transferred destroyer to be frustrated.

If both destroyers guessed the wrong target, it would be equivalent to letting the other one escape.

So now he must let another destroyer of Yaoguang Defense intercept another target after selecting the target to pursue.

What was originally a 2-on-1 advantage was instantly transformed into a 1-on-1 balance by the opponent.

"The other party is a fucking veteran. No wonder he dares to play the game of 'taking food from the tiger's mouth' in front of Mary Bay Industries. Tsk. 'Those who play tactics have a bad heart.' The ancients do not deceive me."

Cliffs secretly lamented that this battle might not be as simple as he thought, and drank the last sip of black tea in the Tetra Pak package before putting down the helmet mask of his space suit.

Although it is cold, at least it is black tea.

This is also a habit that Cliffs developed under the influence of his seniors during his time at the Naval Academy.

Whether it was a simulated battle during the military academy or later in actual combat, he was accustomed to drinking a cup of black tea before entering combat.

"We are pursuing Target B."

Cliffs clicked a few times on the virtual screen at the captain's seat, and then set the B target on the right as the ship's attack target.

Then, he looked at Yaoguang Defense Liaison sitting on the other side.

"As for the other destroyer of Yaoguang Defense, I will inform them to intercept target A."

Hearing his words, the liaison officer of Yaoguang Defense nodded and then said:

"No problem, our Yaoguang Defense ships will also obey your command after entering the battle, Mr. Captain."

Naturally, he had no doubts at all. What he was thinking about at this time was to successfully complete this mission.

Don’t let any accidents ruin the strategic cooperation between Yaoguang Defense and Mary Bay Industries.

And if the command is handed over to Cliffs now, even if there is a problem in the subsequent battle, the main reason will be the "improper command" of your own people at Mary Bay Industries, not our Yaoguang Defense's failure to work hard.

"It's pretty cognizant."

Cliffs nodded and quietly commented on the other party's reaction in his mind.

What he was most worried about was that these mercenaries would jump out and rebel against him.

In that case, there really would be no need to continue this battle.

Squeezing out the last bit of black tea, Cliffs threw the remaining packaging into the trash can on the side of the captain's seat, and then ordered loudly:

"The entire ship is ready for battle at the first level, moving forward at full speed!

Each cabin is evacuated of oxygen, and the damage control team is in place in the central axis area!

The heavy particle cannon superconducting battery stack begins to precharge!

The UFP squadron is ready to attack! "

The area that is still 180,000 kilometers away from the border zone is filled with the unique sense of death and silence in the universe.

It is as if no life has visited this universe for millions of years.

But if you have sharp enough eyes and observe at a suitable distance.

You will find that in this dark universe, there seems to be a group of objects that cannot be completely integrated into the background of the universe.

When you close the distance again, you will find that this is a destroyer with optical camouflage turned on.

This warship, which was operating in stealth mode, was releasing several nanotubes hundreds of meters long to 'float' around itself.

The ends of these arrogant black nanotubes are connected to an array of external optical/red-ultraviolet composite detection modules.

The extremely thin nanotubes, the small size of the reconnaissance module and the low-visibility coating make them extremely difficult to detect at long distances.

The way wired data is conducted also prevents them from emitting electromagnetic wave signals.

"After capturing optical and infrared signals, and comparing the characteristics of the database, there is an 80% probability that the opponent has entered a full-power propulsion state."

On the bridge of the Ares, the tactical information coordinator loudly reported the situation and marked the approximate position calculated on the holographic projection platform.

However, a series of question marks were temporarily marked on the distance, relative speed and other data.

After all, this is just rough intelligence sent back by the reconnaissance module, and these detailed information cannot be obtained immediately.

"It seems that the other party has chosen a target, Amber. Do you think they chose Ares or bait?"

After seeing that the other party's actions were the same as Amber's previous prediction, Randall also breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked Amber who was still floating beside him.

"Then only God knows, I'm not a prophet~"

"You are just being mysterious here. By the way, how do you know so many operations of space combat?

"I don't understand it very well, I just understand it a little bit, a little bit. "

Faced with Amber's perfunctory answer, Randall shook his head unhappily. Just as he was about to say something else, he heard Amber add:

"Don't take it lightly. If the other party is not a fool, they will definitely arrange another ship to block the target they did not choose."

"Does that mean we still have to engage in a firefight with the enemy?"

"It is likely to be the case. At least from the situation that the other party made a decisive choice, this captain should not be a novice."

Amber patted Randall's shoulder and floated towards the hatch of the bridge.

"The rest of the battle is up to you. I will go to the hangar to prepare first. This battle will most likely require HCP to go out to cover the ship. Now I am not at all relieved that the two guys are attacking alone."

"What excuses are you looking for, Amber, you just want to go out! "

That being said, Randall did not really stop Amber.

After all, now is different from when they fled. Although the training level of the crew members is not as good as that of professional soldiers, they have received several months of training and are not a bunch of mud legs who are forced to do it.

At least there will be no outrageous operation of missing the target by 3,000 kilometers.

And the attack of a strong pilot like Amber can indeed better cover the operation of this destroyer to a certain extent.

Because after the battle, the opponent will probably release HCP, and the number will definitely be more than that of Ares.

In the case of fierce fighting, Ares may not have the spare energy to drive away these "flies", so these HCP must be handed over to Amber and others to deal with.

After Amber's figure disappeared in the passage, Randall tapped on the screen on his wrist, and the straw inside the space suit quickly lifted to his mouth.

Drinking the tasteless pure water, an idea flashed through Randall's mind.

"Next time I still have to prepare some black tea. It always feels weird if I don't drink it before the battle."