In the face of the three-dimensional light curtain, the flexible turning in the deep universe and the small light spots spreading like mercury, all the ministers, councillors, staff officers and analysts in the supreme command center are stunned, and a wave of surging waves rises from the bottom of their hearts!


    Anyone with a little common sense of space war knows how difficult it is to make a whole fleet, hundreds of star ships with different models, safe distances and psionic shield frequencies, turn in an orderly way at a super-high speed of thousands of kilometers per second!


    The strength of the structure of the Starship itself, the endurance of the body and brain of all the soldiers on the starship, the coordination between them, and the position in the battle array are all complicated, and the problem of calculating the explosion table is very complicated.


    What''s more, they are still doing this in the most intensive "cone attack formation". What''s more, they are still risking the enemy''s lethal artillery fire. If they don''t see it with their own eyes, they will never believe such a thing. The commander who dares to do this must be a lunatic!


    The White Fleet did it miraculously.


    They staged an extremely gorgeous emergency change of direction. Thousands of tail flames dragged out an almost perfect arc track in the sea of stars, like a sharp machete, straight into the softest abdomen of the black wind fleet.


    "How can it be? Why did the White Fleet appear there? Didn''t they rush to gate 2 and gate 3?"


    "They were not disturbed by the psionic magnetism, but they took the initiative to shut down the network and enter the silent state of the psionic network, thus avoiding the rampage of the crystal brain virus. Within the fleet, they still maintained the minimum communication, and with such a thin communication, they maintained such a tight and delicate battle array?"


    "Is it really possible for Yuan Ying to have such an amazing command ability? What''s the matter?"


    "In any case, they came at the right time. Now the second wave of starships of the black wind fleet are all mixed with the star torches. They are just loose sand, and they are constantly shaken by the ripples in space. They are totally unprepared!"


    "Get in touch with the White Fleet. Come on, come on. What? Still can''t get in touch? This -- "


    Different from the "Navy" in the single planet civilization, the "deep space fleet" in the star sea civilization often drifts away from the parent star and even the parent world for exploration and expeditions with a distance of thousands of light years or even more. The parent world has very weak control over the deep space fleet, and the deep space fleet is basically a small independent kingdom.


    It can even be said that there are nine worlds in the Federation of starshine. In addition to the seven worlds in the conventional sense, the Liaoyuan fleet and the great white fleet are both small and concrete worlds.


    Compared with the Liaoyuan fleet, which is heavily funded by the state, the Dabai fleet is largely built by Jin Xinyue, private consortia including Yaoshi group and private sects. It belongs to the type of "savage growth, self survival", and the state has less control over it.


    The Great White Fleet has just completed a long-distance voyage drill for nearly a year. Although the logbooks are sent back from time to time, in addition to the logbooks, no one knows where they have gone, what they have done, what changes have taken place and what ideas they have made in this year.


    As we all know, Bai Xingjian, the commander of the Great White Fleet, has always been at odds with the orthodox fleet system of the federal army. On the contrary, he is a confidant of Jin Xinyue.


    "Shua, Shua, Shua!"


    All eyes focused on Jin Xinyue''s face.


    But Jin Xinyue was just as stunned as them. She was staring at the small light spots on the light screen. She didn''t know what had happened to the White Fleet and the white star sword.


    "According to the current acceleration, the white fleet will collide with the second wave of the black wind fleet in three minutes!"


    Above the light curtain, the war situation is like chess.


    The first unexpected chess piece leaps up, revealing its bloody fangs!


    ……


    The war situation is like chess: Wan GuQing, Guo Chunfeng, Jin Xinyue and Bai Xingjian are the chess players.


    The war of these powerful figures is carried out in the dry and safe command center, in the changes of thousands of light screens, in the rolling of a series of numbers, in the arrangement of troops and the chain game.


    Sometimes they were high-level and magnificent, sometimes they were treacherous and uncanny, and their masterpieces were made by nature. Indeed, they were a big game with the star sea as the chessboard and the star warship as the chessboard.


    On the chessboard, everything is clearly visible. There are clues to be found. There are so-called "thunderous, overwhelming, powerful, and Jedi counterattack" processes. There are thrilling "winners and losers".


    Even if they are defeated, they can at least know exactly where they are defeated, and have time to be surprised, stunned, chagrined and regretted.


    But after all, the war is not won by these big men alone.


    Every brilliant winner or loser, every interlocking conspiracy, and every deep trap of the great figures all depend on countless ordinary soldiers fighting in the front line.


    For the ordinary soldiers who are trapped in the cruel strangulation of the Tianyuan fleet and the Heifeng fleet, they can not say that "the war situation is like chess".


    Through the crystal windows stained with blood, the war in front of them is not a clear chess game, but two huge, chaotic and violent death whirlpools, colliding with each other, entangled with each other, and destroying each other unreasonably!


    Mad dog is one of these ordinary soldiers.


    He could not see the conspiracy of the black wind fleet, the chaos of the prairie fire fleet and the miraculous appearance of the Great White Fleet; I don''t know that the little light spots that are springing out of the void are the Stargate components of the Empire, and I don''t know what will happen when these torches are assembled.


    All he could see was that the psionic shields of the starships around him turned dark crimson, like dried up venous blood.


    He only saw that the shells of many starships had turned into dangerous orange, exploded without warning and turned into huge fireballs. At the same time, a large number of fragments entangled with the arc of violent psionic power were blasted out, forming a crisscross and irregular death storm on the battlefield.


    He saw that these sharp fragments could easily reap life by life like a scythe. He treated both the enemy and us equally, without any mercy. Many Union soldiers and imperial soldiers were entangled with each other, and were instantly pierced by the same fragment, like barbecue.


    What''s more, he saw that many people were hit by debris and deviated from their direction, and the power Rune array failed. No matter how hard they struggled, they fell into the huge beam of light of the two sides'' warships in despair. When they fell into the beam of light, they disappeared like mosquitoes falling into molten steel. No matter they screamed or smoked, they did not leave any trace.


    Mad dogs have participated in ground wars in the atmosphere and space wars in a vacuum.


    The death of the ground war was accompanied by screams, growls, weeps, brave roars, and deafening bombings.


    The war in the vacuum is silent, and everyone seems to be performing a solemn pantomime.


    The extremely gorgeous destructive pictures and maddening stillness constitute an extremely strange sense of contradiction, which makes him not clear which of the two forms of war is more cruel.


    Perhaps, wars are the same, for their insignificant dust, these insignificant ants, these figures on the combat power calculation table, whether on the ground or in the universe, are just as cruel.


    Yes, he''s Jindan. He''s a major in the federal army.


    So what?


    Several kilometers long star ships whirled slowly in front of him like dying whales, and were deeply stabbed by dozens of spear like beams of light. The seemingly solid armor was easily lifted from cracks, and a bunch of fireballs, like deformed tumors, gushed out from the cracks. At the same time, there were countless foundations, bridges, bridges, etc Jiedan and even Yuanying friars - whether or not they stirred up a weak psionic shield to resist, these people were eventually burned to ashes, or melted together with the crystal armor and turned into orange meteorites.


    The mad dog drifts with the tide of the psionic storm, like a straw floating on the sea, and meteorites condensed from countless human bodies and magic weapons pass by.


    His psionic power is nearly exhausted, and the crystal armor is on the verge of being scrapped. There are only dozens of runes left that can barely work.


    At this moment, any small meteorite may kill him. In the face of such a huge and chaotic battlefield, such a ridiculous and cruel fate, what''s the difference between Jindan and mole ant?


    The dead leaf butterfly''s figure suddenly stagnated, just like falling into the eye of the storm, which was temporarily stable. The battlefield was in full swing, and it became calm strangely.


    The brain, which vibrated violently in the skull, gradually stabilized, and the mad dog felt the pain of broken tendons, internal organs, burning nerve endings, and suffocation of the spirit.


    This veteran, with a keen intuition like a mad dog, realized that a moment of calm was an ominous sign - lost, they lost!


    The flames of war in the cold universe were burning fast and dying fast. In a flash, he was left with only the cold wreck of a star ship and a strange corpse. It was like a boundless graveyard of the star sea. His own side shot scattered beams of light from the depth of the wreck, which would soon lead to hundreds of counter attacks from the other side, as well as a large number of thunderous imperial armored division attack groups, Like locusts sweeping over!


    The mad dog laughs miserably, but he laughs with a big blood clot. There is a burning numbness in his lower abdomen. When he looks down, he finds that a piece of antenna thick and thin of his fist penetrates into his liver area.


    The experience of a hundred years and death told him that it was a fatal wound.


    This time, it''s the end of the struggle.


    "So... Ordinary way to die, damn it!"


    In front of mad dog''s eyes, the past flashed in the dark like a lantern. The burning pain in the liver area coincided with the unforgettable punch a hundred years ago.


    He wants to throw up again.


    I want to spit out all my life''s blood.