In the starry sky, more than a dozen Jie Peng battleships slowly crossed their bodies and formed a steel wall.

The missile torpedoes that arrived one after another shot through countless wreckages and fireballs in front of them and shot them onto the black hulls of these warships, making the warships roll and tremble...

The explosions of bursts reflected the flagship command room red, and everyone's pupils flashed and dark.

Seeing this scene, without the need for Fatty to explain anything, everyone also understood that the last two waves of attacks could basically not pose any threat to the Jie Peng fleet. For a moment, the officers and staff members were all in their hearts.

The hero cuts his arm... The Dragon Rider Fleet adopts the simplest and most effective method.

These dozen warships that sacrificed voluntarily bought two or three minutes for the fleet behind. The missiles and torpedo clusters were unable to carry out penetrating deep strikes. The spreading explosion belt was contained in front of the steel wall. Behind them, hundreds of Jie Peng battleships were turning to avoid.

The name Obuen once again made everyone's hearts awesome.

Although Obuen suffered a big loss in the first confrontation, in just a few minutes, the tactical master reminded his opponent of his reputation again. Being able to resolve this fatal attack with ease in the blink of an eye shows how deep his command skills, how bold his decision, how cruel his style, and how calm his mind is.

More importantly, under his command, he is a group of desperate people who can use their bodies to block missile torpedoes without hesitation and are fearless!

The battle has just begun!

The electronic sand table in the middle of the command hall is like a three-meter-high miniature universe.

The stars, planets, satellites, asteroid belts and distant nebula seem to have been reduced countless times, floating in the sand disk light curtain. The red and blue fleets are crisscrossing in this miniature space.

Because electronic attacks have a clear advantage, the information fed back by Skynet reacts every change in the battlefield to the sand table in detail.

From the position and coordinates of the fleet, to the energy diffusion when a missile hits a target, or the trajectory of a certain wreck captured by the released reconnaissance satellite, it is extremely clear.

When the fifth wave missile and torpedo cluster passed through the already split wall of the warship, but threw it into the empty distant void, a commotion broke out in front of the electronic sandbox surrounded by dozens of staff members. One staff member turned around and reported in a hurry: "Sir, the enemy fleet launched a counterattack, and a team of the mixed formation of the middle road drove a team to intersect at the junction of my [Whitet Shark] Squadron and [Ciliado] Squadron.”

The generals on the command platform quickly turned their attention to the computer screen of the command seat.

After only one look, Ferry Owen and others' faces sank again.

"Obone's counterattack was so fast!"

The battle situation is like a chess. The Jie Peng fleet originally wanted to attack the middle and tail of the bandit fleet through leap attacks. However, when these two arrows, which were 3,000 kilometers apart, were attacked by the bandit army for a long time while the leap ended, it was obvious that they could no longer continue to intersperse.

Obuen's timely shield wall tactics saved the warships behind these two attack arrows. While these warships avoided the two wings, their formation naturally changed.

It can be seen from the interstellar sand table that part of the warships on the left side of the Jie Peng left side of the fleet is closer to the left side of the fleet, forming a new attack cluster, while the part of the two attack arrows on the outer wings becomes two relatively small attack arrows.

This time, O'Bone obviously did not intend to let these three arrows perform the previous slashing and tail-cutting tactics. The three attack clusters were moving in a curved shape to seize the attack position. They continued to split while moving, and used small groups of troops to intercept the bandit army deportation fleet that was penetrated directly.

Not surprisingly tactics, powerful control!

The fatal blow he suffered just now seemed to have no effect on O'Bone. After quickly completing the evasion and evasion, his fleet did not hesitate and attacked the bandit fleet in a flowing posture. They didn't even look at their companions who had turned into wreckage beside them. Their discipline, calmness and adaptability were astonishing.

The bandit fleet was divided into four arrows and facing the Jie Peng fleet.

Since the leap airspace of the Jie Peng fleet is very close to the bandit fleet, when the bandit fleet engine is fully activated, the two sides quickly shortened the distance in just a few minutes. Now it is very close!

The fierce artillery fire crisscrossed in the high-speed movement of the fleets of both sides. Both sides were moving in arcs, desperately turning around. It was like seven stirring together, trying to bite the long dragon on the other side's waist, entangling endlessly.

In this kind of battle, a Jie Peng squadron suddenly broke out from the cluster in the middle and penetrated directly into the junction of the two bandits on the right wing.

"【Whitet Shark】The team rushed too hard."

Tony's hand moved forward to the right along the attack direction of a cruiser team on the left and another team behind him. At the point of his fingertips, a high-speed Jepen fleet was automatically marked on the screen by the Skynet system based on intelligence. He quickly said: "The [Ciliado] team behind him is too far from them, and Obuen wants to cut them apart."

"This is a strangulation tactic," Chel said in a deep voice: "Obone's favorite way of facing the front. We suffered his losses when we were in the Bermuda Star Domain. At that time, Brown was entangled by him. In half an hour, he fought a melee. Before he knew it, he strangled 11% of the warships. If the Bermuda local fleet had not arrived in time, Brown would not have been able to get rid of him at all."

When Chel mentioned it, Fervin nodded and said to the fat man: "You were still Gacharing at that time. I heard from Brown that it was the most dangerous battle in his life."

"We analyzed it later." Chel walked to the light curtain, staring at the chaos of battle, and then said: "Obone's style of play is particularly good at winning in chaos. In the battle, he constantly split and combines the fleet, trying to enter a strangle state. When the warships of both sides are entangled in units of squads, he will use his powerful command skills and extremely fast tactical changes to swallow the other party in the strangle. Few people can keep up with his rhythm."

As he was talking, the warship suddenly shook.

The volley of the main array of Obuan Fleet, an energy cannon happened to pass through the gaps in the bandit battleship cluster and hit the aircraft carrier. Everyone staggered.

"Fuck," the fat man who felt his life was threatened was furious, "This guy is really playing with me!"

The generals who stood firm again were speechless. This commander probably wouldn't have a serious time in his life. Even if he became a marshal in the future, after he sneaked into the other party and killed more than 40% of the warships in the patrol group, he would still be extremely resentful to others' attacks.

He is only allowed to hit people, not to glare at him.

The bandits are all in this virtue now!

"The Obuan fleet is releasing fighter jets, and their main array has moved forward," Margaret looked calm and looked at the fat man with a smile: "Is it time for our ambushing fighter jet cluster to start fighting?"

"It's still a little early," the fat man waved his hand: "Order the [Whitet Shark] team to accelerate, don't worry about the back..."

While speaking, the fat man quickly formulated a navigation route on the tactical computer and sent it to the fleet coordinator. He ordered: "Let the [Whitet Tie Shark] team attack along this line and bite the enemy's left wing. The [Ciliado] team turned right for 1,200 minutes and met. The one-eyed loach was going to fight me, so let's fight with him enough!"

The fat man's fingers jumped quickly on the tactical computer. With the complex attack lines and the commands were transmitted to the squadron flagship Skynet, the entire fleet began a series of tactical changes. The situation became even more chaotic.

The generals next to them looked at each other in surprise.

I just reminded Fatty O'Bone that the combat method he is best at, how come he looks more and more like he is preparing to jump under the cliff? But his eyes are still glowing, so excited.

Tony stepped forward and was about to say something, but Margaret pulled it gently.

"Worried?" Margaret's lips curled.

Tony opened his mouth, not knowing what dish to say for a moment.

It is impossible to say that you don’t worry. This fleet has been with him for six or seven years, which is his lifeblood. Although he knows that there are two waves of sinister killer moves in the combat plan and the chance of winning is very high. However, the opponent is Obuen after all, and it is not a wise decision to play strangling with such a tactical master.

In this command hall, I'm afraid no one can defeat O'Bone in the way he is best at?

"Do you know how many conditions he can master at the same time when doing deduction confrontation?" Margaret asked lightly while doing the work in her hand.

The generals next to them all raised their ears, even Diana and Isaac were no exception.

Recalling Fat's terrifying intelligence reading and deduction ability, Tony shook his head. It was definitely a very terrifying data.

"I don't know how much he can use at the same time when he puts all his strength into it," Margaret said to Tony: "I don't think a commander who uses intelligence conditions at the same time, which is nearly three minutes faster than the usual staff system, can concentrate all intelligence in his mind, outline the situation and complete the deduction, will lose in the strangle tactics."

"My grandfather is using his small troops to command more headaches. The strangle that wins in chaos is his strength," a group of people stared at the stunned gaze. Margaret turned his head and looked at the fat man who was struggling with tactical computers not far away, and smiled coldly: "A person who is more powerful than him in this regard may not have been born yet."
Chapter completed!