【Ji Lai】【Romy】Far Star

However, Reoenthal did not immerse himself in the romantic sadness for long, because soon reality rushed over and kicked him in the ass, forcing him to raise his mind and concentrate—the wolf sent a message, and their high-speed The reconnaissance ship found traces of the enemy at 2 o'clock ahead. The team was very large, and the total number may exceed 5 ships.The alert of the Mittermeier Fleet has been fully raised to red, and all ships have turned to speed up and prepare to meet. It is estimated that full contact will be made in 10-11 hours.

Will this be their main force?Rosenthal suddenly became puzzled, but then he felt that this was impossible.It is impossible for Heinesen's high-ranking officials to have the courage to push out all the main forces to the frontal battlefield to decide the outcome. This is at most a part of the main force.

I have to admit that this number is still a bit alarming, so the existing strength of the alliance should be stronger than they once imagined.Now he and Mittermeier have a combined force of no more than 3 troops, so we must be extremely careful when dealing with an enemy of this size.

"Abandon the original target and start reinforcement operations. All ships are alerted to the highest level, moving forward at full speed, ready to go into battle." When talking about this, Luo Yantar thought for a while, "Immediately contact Marshal Mittermeier and ask him to respond Slow down and delay the contact time by 2 to 3 hours. From now on, all our reports will continue to be sent to His Majesty's flagship in real time. Go and send me the star map near the expected contact point, immediately."

While he was looking at the star map, Rickendorf brought a reply from Mittermeier.

"Marshal Mittermeier refused."

"What?" Rosenthal frowned.

"Marshal Mittermeier refused to slow down, because he believed that the opponent's intention was to pass rather than fight. Judging from the route, there is reason to believe that their ultimate goal is His Majesty's team."

The team around the emperor and Fahrenheit is about 2 ships. The equipment of these ships and the quality of combatants can be said to be the highest level in the empire. Rosenthal does not think that this alliance team can surpass them in terms of hardware .

And at the commander level, Roenthal also doesn't think this alliance team can surpass them-the emperor is no longer the sharp and violent boy who is inexplicably obsessed with tactical victory, and even when he was still, the alliance team It is extremely difficult to find enough people to match him in the army.At the same time, Fahrenheit is still by his side, and there are probably not many people who can survive the combination of the two of them.

In addition, after this expedition, the emperor has not encountered a tough battle... Of course, Reinhardt also needs something to be happy, which is human nature.

But Roenthal didn't want to give the opponent too much initiative.

And he would instinctively want to protect the emperor.This feeling is very similar to his feeling of wanting to protect Mittermeier - he knows that the other party does not need any protection or even braver than himself, but he still wants to stand in front of the other party, the difference is only a pure love , and one is a mixture of many complex factors such as loyalty, respect, responsibility, and interests, and at the same time, a lot of feelings have been cultivated through the completely unreasonable way of coercion for a long time.

Then came the 15-hour drive-thru process.During this period, Mittermeier's fleet was already at war with the opponent. Although the size gap between the two teams was very different, Mittermeier still found a suitable angle and charged forward, and began to harass and dismantle this too heavy, A huge fleet of slow-moving ships.

Reoenthal felt that pulling 1 ships to fight this kind of semi-guerrilla warfare would definitely be a very noisy thing.

However, it turns out that Mittermeier and his generals really have this ability-they still adopted their preferred block-based combat, and achieved large-scale detours and winding actions with their extremely high ship performance. , Hooked the main body of the Allied fleet like an anchor, forcibly reduced their speed, and successfully achieved the goal of constantly consuming the opponent in the dynamic.The battle reports for the next few hours almost all indicated that Mittermeier had the upper hand.

It's just that the previous boring battles are different, and this time the opponent is not an idle person.

Even just watching, Luo Yantar can feel that the other party is a person with seasoned experience, steady methods, clear goals, and no fear of sacrifice—even in the face of Mittermeier, he is completely calm, and he is constantly fighting against the opponent. Under the premise of attrition and provocation, he repeatedly pulled up the fleet that was about to collapse and continued to advance. The movement path was close to perfection, and the resistance was also precise and timely.

The Confederates are maximizing their own preservation in a contracted state.

And the reason why they did this, Luo Yantar believed that it was himself.

They were waiting for him to arrive, because he was the only fighting force on the next journey who could effectively intercept the emperor's team before they came into contact with them.And when he arrives, they should spread out their positions, put aside their caution, give up their defenses, and stop themselves and Mittermeier at all costs.

But why did they take such a risk?It's unreasonable, isn't it?With a force of 5 ships, they can make other more appropriate plans.

Unless they...are covering up some elements that they can't notice for the time being, or there are other back-up arrangements.

Putting down the things in his hands, Reuenthal stood up and walked to the operating area below, and found Rickendorf who was talking to the captain.

Then he pulled him aside.

"Who is the closest to His Majesty now?" Rosenthal asked him like this.

"us."

"Except for us."

"That should be His Majesty. They are about to copy from the opposite side. If they adjust their direction and advance at full speed, they may be able to meet His Majesty within three days."

This answer silenced Rosenthal.

Folding his arms, he touched his chin with his hand, showing a look that was hard to tell whether it was contemplation or hesitation, but Rickendorf could feel his interest starting to rise.

There was no deliberate arrangement at all, and the most suitable person appeared in the most suitable position at the most suitable time in this way-this made Reoenthal find everything very interesting, and it seemed that it could indeed be called God's will.

So he did a little thing by himself.

And when he finished this, his fleet was already very close to the engagement point he had selected in advance—this is a completely open star field, without any complicated geographical conditions, and there are no nebulae that can be used. Planets or meteorite groups, everything is spread out in front of everyone's eyes, and no one can hide.

But Reoenthal was never an honest man.

Seeing the light of the large-scale artillery fire gradually approaching in the distance, and the shadows of the densely packed battleships that can be creepy when you look closely, he ordered his subordinates to shrink their formation, and they were also divided into several squadrons, each lined up with regular artillery barrages. The array quietly slid around and slid towards the battlefield from the outside, opened a little distance, and sneaked into the battlefield quietly.

He is well aware of Mittermeier's style of play and logic.So he didn't even contact the other party, and didn't ask about the current specific battle situation through any channels.At the same time, he didn't worry that the enemy could clearly grasp his movements through radar or other detections, because as long as Mittermeier was playing his guerrilla game, there would be endless detection jamming bombs in this place.

Then, like a ghost that suddenly appeared, he ordered all the squadrons to stick to the backs of the Mittermeier squadrons as quickly as possible, using them as cover, and started intensive bombardment for 20 seconds.

When the missile group drew an arc in the starry sky with white smoke, Reoenthal believed that there should be some careless friendly troops and enemy troops screaming together.

Afterwards, Mittermeier’s confession proved his excellent judgment: According to Mr. Little Man’s statement, Bayerlan who was talking to him at that time did suddenly scream, making him think that he had to say goodbye to this beloved lieutenant general It was only then that he realized that it was his boyfriend who frightened him.

Then he followed the Mittermeier fleet, relying on this extremely cunning and speculative style of play to complete 6 waves of 20-second shelling. During this period, the opponent forcibly maintained the shrinking state because they thought he was not there, and suffered heavy losses. And not worth it.

Then, the other party noticed.

When Reuenthal tried to play the seventh round, the opposing team slammed into action, convincing him that he had been exposed.Recalling the squadron as quickly as possible to regroup, he left Mittermeier and went straight to the front of the opponent's team, and then saw their vanguard gradually leaving.

Then there was an indiscriminate bombing without any rules at all, with fire damage as the first goal.

Reuenthal didn't know how many enemy ships he had destroyed, how much trouble he had caused them, or how much he had suffered, and he didn't care.

As soon as the opponent's forward troops were out of range, he immediately turned around and rushed back to the battlefield he had almost left just now, to enjoy the exciting feeling of fighting with the most understanding person, and using his own strength to help him and protect him.