Space is lit up by this endless light.

From a distance, you can only see groups of white light rising and falling from the head of the battleship and then ejecting out.

Left wing!

Middle road!

Right wing!

Thousands of energy cannon light balls, like white meteors, cut through the void of the universe straightly, pulling out trajectories that are different from each other, lengths and directions, but they appear at the same time, intersecting each other!

At the forefront were the high-speed cruisers and the deportation mixed formations of the fleets of both sides. The first ones to encounter and fire at each other were these battleships that rushed forward in a cone or triangle formation!

Perhaps it is because of hatred between each other.

Perhaps it is because we want to seize strategic points.

Perhaps it is because this battle is too important and cannot be missed!

Therefore, unlike previous battles, this time the two sides' deportation patrol clusters had already opened fire before they could get close to the distance to strangling!

The energy cannon light ball flew in the void.

From the left to the right of the Double Star Corridor, in the vast universe, rows and pieces, full of white streamers like combs.

This endless light penetrated the battleship porthole, reflected on the fat man's solemn face, on the cold and beautiful faces of Margaret and Anle, and on the faces of Takashi Fujii, Machia, Balas, Rabinski, Blatt and all the Filipino generals!

They fly in the endless darkness, although it is only a fleeting moment. However, for everyone, this moment is so long!

Finally, they intersected each other, passed through the void, and plunged into each other's warship cluster!

Immediately, countless red flames exploded on the warships and countless changing colors of energy shields exploded in everyone's eyes.

Crystal as bright as a star.

In the command hall, there was still noisy and busyness. All the officers and soldiers were working desperately. They were either holding the communicator, yelling wildly, typing on virtual keyboard input, or walking quickly through the aisle, or pushing the icons quickly with push rods in front of the electronic sand table...

However, in the fat man's mind, all the sounds disappeared. Even time seemed to have frozen.

This day, this moment, finally arrived!

The five-year Patriotic War and the nearly three-year cosmic war seemed like a dream at this moment.

The human world is suffering in the fire of war. Countless warships fired fire, wandered, and destroyed in space. Countless mechas ran, killed, and exploded on land. Countless soldiers fell in pools of blood, and countless cities turned into ruins.

The dolls thrown on the muddy streets, the rooms with half-blasted buildings still retained the past scenes, the list of dead martyrs rolling on the streets, and the long refugee team that received food...

Everything passed by his mind like a lantern.

And today, the war finally reached its most critical moment. I finally encountered the biggest enemy of the Fei Alliance!

Sober was right opposite, leading the huge fleet of Siyo, coming in a rush of seas. He wanted to pass through here, travel across the southeast, and to rush north to Resk and Trifran, take away everyone's honor and dignity, conquer the entire Fei League, and bring the entire universe under the imperial power of the Binard Empire!

Before he knew it, the fat man had already clenched his fists and his teeth were chewing.

Never let him succeed!

Defeat him!

Anyway, defeat him!

If you want to do whatever you want, just step over my stomach!

That requires a big step!

"The battle has begun." Hastings' voice came from his ears, and the fat man turned around suddenly.

The weak old man sat quietly in the command seat. The virtual light curtain of the tactical computer was like a large semicircular light ball, surrounding himself and him in the center. The wandering battleship icons, rolling words, dense data and lines, the hyperopia screen, electronic sand table and interstellar map... All the lights were jumping in the old man's eyes.

"Have you finished watching the battle plan?" Hastings raised his hand slightly, and his thin fingers jumped between the virtual keyboards floating on the armrest.

"It's over." The fat man sat down and stared at a command that jumped onto the screen with the virtual keyboard. This command to command the controlled volley of the central battleship cluster of the fleet, which was soon conveyed into countless command bars and disappeared.

"Forget it." Hastings said to the fat man lightly.

The fat man was stunned and his eyes moved from the order that kept rolling on the virtual screen: "Why?"

"I admit that your ability even makes me jealous when it comes to deduction. Because this is your strength, it is your habit to develop a seamless battle plan before the war." Hastings' fingers jumped on the virtual keyboard, saying, "This is not a good habit."

The fat man glared: "Why is it bad?"

"War is not a chess game, you can't calculate it all by counting!" Hastings said lightly: "I say this, not that you should not make a perfect plan before the war. Instead, you want to tell you that not every battle can be made to win."

He stopped and looked up at the fat man: "It's like the current battle. I think you haven't made a complete plan, right?"

"No!" the fat man said simply.

Hastings' words were hitting his weakness. Over the past few days, countless deductions have been countless failures. Facing Sober's army, he almost lost confidence in himself.

"The more temples you count, win. The point of this sentence is that there are many, not all." Hastings said: "No combat plan is perfect. If you want to calculate the entire situation before the war, or you will find that when your army is not enough to control the battlefield and ensure execution, the war will be like a wild horse that breaks its reins, turning on a path that you don't know at all when you are least willing."

The fat man nodded.

In fact, he himself knew very well that the biggest key to the bandit army's ability to win every battle over the years is the combat effectiveness of the bandit army.

Just like the battle on the western front of Phoenix City on Leifeng Star, if it were not for the might of the bandit army's first and second armored divisions, it would be almost impossible for them to successfully complete the strategic plan of sweeping the enemy's major war zones and cutting off the enemy's retreat. Once the bandit army cannot complete the breakthrough or faces the same number of rulings, the entire combat plan will face collapse.

"It's like a fight between two people. You have great strength, punches, and strong ability to fight. You can hit the opponent anyway. But if you change your position with the opponent and become stronger and weak, you will be stupid. You still want to make a perfect combat plan." Hastings said.

The fat man listened carefully and asked, "What should I do?"

"This is the second lesson I teach you, looking for opportunities in the face of change." Hastings smiled slightly: "Whether you wander or dodge, if you know that your fist can't knock the other person down, then you have to find an opportunity to bite the other person's neck in one bite! And this opportunity will not appear in your combat plan. You can only find opportunities while getting beaten. War is like life, and you will never know what you will meet in the next moment."

As he said that, Hastings raised his index finger slightly and typed twice on the virtual keyboard at the handrail.

"The first and second lessons end, and below is your third lesson. It is also the main reason why I have been waiting for you until now - tactical command! We start with the bandit army."

The fat man followed Hastings' gaze and looked at the screen.

At this moment, the bandit army on the left wing had approached the second satellite of the [Volcano] star.

[Volcano] is the code name of the dark brown planet garrisoned by the bandit army.

This planet, ten times the size of the Earth, has three satellites, and is called [Phobos], [Phobos], and [Phobos] according to the distance from near to far. The largest is the outer side of this crater-like crater, which is pitch black all over, like a huge round carbon.

Among the strategic points of the left-wing war zone, volcanic stars are naturally the top priority.

This dark brown planet guards the entire left wing of the bi-star angular channel. From February to July every year, it will run to its current orbit. Its huge body, surrounding satellites and its gravitational range occupy nearly half of the channel, cutting off the transition channel that could have passed from here in the middle.

In peacetime, this is something that every navigator knows. The spacecraft's navigation system also has a route change schedule for this special section. Once the time comes, adjustments will be made automatically.

The spacecraft passing here from east to west can only end the transition in the airspace where the bandits were located in this month, and then after a few hours of flight, cross the obstacle area. Fly to the west of the [Volcano] star, and then enter another transition channel after more than two million kilometers to continue westward. The spacecraft flying from west to east will circle from the west to the east of the planet, then break away from the planet's gravity and then enter a short-range transition channel.

Therefore, throughout the battlefield, the [Volcano] star is regarded as the most important link in the Fei League’s defense chain.

For the Siego fleet, as long as they take down the volcanic planet orbit the east of the planet, they can enter the second half of the cut-off transition channel and directly jump behind the Fiorentian fleet.

For Feimeng, this huge planet and its three satellites are natural space blocking positions, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The defensive fleet can not only rely on the planet to face the enemy from the front to curb the opponent's penetration assault, but also use the gravity of planets and satellites to suddenly launch diagonal assaults from both sides of the planet. More importantly, because of the existence of short-range transition channels behind the right-wing battlefield, whether it is supplies or reinforcements, it will be easier than the right-wing. The central Feimeng Preparatory Fleet can completely invest more than ten A-class fleets into the left-wing war zone in a very short time.

Faced with such a natural position, if the defense forces are sufficient, I am afraid no one in the Western League is willing to chew this tough bone!

In the eyes of many Fei League generals who have prejudices against the bandit army, this is also one of the reasons why the bandit army is annoying!

When the Allied Fleet arrived at the Double-Arced Star Corridor, the bandit fleet turned around and directly occupied the left-wing war zone, and then stopped moving. It seemed that they knew that no matter what, this place where the geographical location was critical and easy to defend was something that the Sjog-Orient was unwilling to be the main attack direction, and that the Filipino coalition did not dare to ignore. Once there was any danger, the coalition forces fought their best to reinforce and assist them in defense.

This kind of stingy plot makes people despise!

Phopouse is the main defensive point selected by Hastings!

The black satellite is located at the rear of the left side of Phobos III, and is located on the left, right, front and back with Phobos III, like two shields blocking the front of the [Volcano] star. If the oncoming Siyo fleet wants to break through the bandits' defense line, they must first take down the area where these two satellites are located.

This is not an easy task.

In space combat, the outcome of the battle between warships depends on who can occupy the attack position in the shortest time and who can destroy the opponent faster. Among them, in addition to the performance of the warship itself and the tactical command of the commander's tactical command affects the outcome, the terrain is also an important factor in determining the outcome.

Compared with the bandit fleet that is backed by the planet, the Sierra Fleet lacks space for high-speed advancement.

It's like a team of cavalry trying to attack the opponent's camp, but discovering that behind the opponent is the city wall. This makes them forced to slow down when they penetrate the opponent's formation. Cavalry that loses speed is no different from a dish.

The same is true in space combat.

Moreover, the planet behind the bandit fleet is far from being as simple as a city wall that blocks the way out for the Sijo fleet.

That means that when they are fighting with the bandits, they cannot conduct penetration assaults or advance at full speed. Once they are entangled, their warships will spend more time in arc turning, and their choice will be smaller. They will also be slower to enter the attack position.

Therefore, although he knew that Sober had invested sixty A-class fleets on the left wing, the fat man was not worried at all.

The strength of the bandit army is not only reflected in sneak attacks.

The eleven bandit fleets, ten apocalyptic space carriers, plus the Phantom Fleet and the Chuckner Fleet will teach anyone who despises the bandit army!

On the Skynet screen, the vanguard of the bandit fleet had bypassed the Phobos. The one who bypassed the left was the fourth and fifth fleet of the bandit army commanded by Lieutenant General Ferry Ferwen. The one who bypassed the right was the twelfth fleet of the Chakner Group commanded by Zhang Pengcheng.

However, what surprised the fat man was that the one who suddenly came to the front was not the main fleet of the bandit army.

But Lecht's Phantom First Fleet!

Could it be......

"I don't know the specific tactics of the bandit army as well." Hastings said, "You have never been to military academy. Compared with others, you, the sixteenth general, are a bit unworthy of your name. What I teach you today is not a wonderful tactic, but the most basic conventional tactics. But..."

He said, smiling slightly. There was endless conceit and pride in his smile.

"......This is a conventional tactic belonging to the war god Hastings!"

On the screen, the distance between the destroyers of the fleets of both sides was getting closer and closer after the first round of firefighting. The main formation of the battleships also entered the range.

Hastings opened the command channel of the command system and picked up the communicator. On his pale face, there was a morbid red color.
Chapter completed!