EVE: Starting with a Space Station

After the battle, Mod said hello to Shi Man and the others and then led a main fleet back to the Black Flag Galaxy to continue garrisoning. The rest stayed to escort and replenish.

"Ola, how much did the battle lose this time?"

Shi Man looked at the Mod Group warships that were left behind, almost all of which were injured and the staffing was not full.

"12 Hunter Mastiff-class heavy interceptors and 2 Bagais-class battleships were damaged, but compared with the overall results, this damage is not worth mentioning." Ola quickly replied to Shi Man.

The most damaged was the Hunter Mastiff-class that rushed into the enemy's formation to block and divide. It suffered a very fierce concentrated fire attack from the enemy. Even if the defense of this ship was strong, it was inevitable that it would suffer heavy losses when the enemy was at the end of its rope, and nearly half of it was destroyed.

But it is not difficult to see the outstanding performance of this Hunter Mastiff-class heavy interceptor on the battlefield. The ultra-large-scale jump scrambling force field forced the enemy's warship's micro jump thruster to shut down, dividing the battlefield, which made the battle so easy.

In this battle, the contribution is no less than that of the Marshal class who decapitated Harry.

In the somewhat dull atmosphere of the Monitor class, Aura took the initiative to ask:

"Commander, what do you think about this battle?"

Shi Man recalled the battle just now. Whether it was Aura or Mod, the cooperation was very tacit. Whether it was the Marshal team that pulled the enemy after the decapitation, or Mod, who took advantage of the gaps to divide the battlefield, they all showed strong execution.

But it also exposed a very serious problem at present.

"Although the firepower of the Mod Regiment is strong, and there are also excellent heavy interception ships such as the Hunting Mastiff class as assistance, this time it also exposed the problem of lack of logistics."

Shi Man thought for a while and answered.

Under normal circumstances, facing a battlefield like this that is divided and surrounded, relying on the excellent shield resistance of the Hunting Mastiff class, it is no problem to withstand several rounds of attacks from dozens of warships on a single battlefield. If there is the assistance of logistics ships, it can be completely nailed in the enemy fleet.

But because of the lack of logistics ships, these Mastiff-class ships, no matter how good their resistance is, are not as abnormal as the Monitor-class ships, and they inevitably suffered losses.

If there were logistics ships, the loss ratio of this battle could even be 0:N, and a complete victory could be achieved.

"Yes, but not entirely."

Ola nodded, then shook his head, and said to Shi Man with a puzzled expression:

"Commander, you must remember that battlefield commanders need to have the determination to cut off their own arms. They are facing the entire battlefield situation. If they can win at the lowest cost, then even if they sacrifice a part of it, what does it matter?

And the sacrifice of the Mastiff-class ships in this battle was deliberately made by Mod and me to make them the target of the enemy, to divert the enemy's firepower and reduce the pressure on other firepower warships, and there is another benefit. Commander, please think about it carefully."

Ola made a riddle and looked at Shi Man with a smile.

Shi Man looked at the debris and biomass scattered all over the battlefield, and soon fell into thought. He repeatedly pondered the enemy's reaction after the Mastiff class entered the battlefield, and then he touched his fists as if he suddenly realized something.

"I understand, this Mastiff class can also attract firepower to contain all enemies and achieve the goal of annihilating all enemies!"

The appearance of the Mastiff class restricted most of the enemies, so it would definitely become the first target and encounter concentrated fire.

But every time a Mastiff class was destroyed, it would give them hope to escape or request support. Although every time a Mastiff class was destroyed, another one would take over, as long as they could kill it, there would be hope.

It was equivalent to Ola and Mod taking the initiative to give these enemies a target for venting, avoiding the enemy from launching a desperate attack on the large army. At that time, even if the enemy could be completely wiped out, the casualties would be much greater.

This is like a hunter's hound that attracts prey, allowing the hunter to find an opportunity to launch a fatal attack.

Ola smiled and nodded.

The salvage team from Alpha Space finally arrived, and loaded all the warship wreckage scattered across the battlefield into the cabin of the industrial ship one by one. Although they looked down on the intact or damaged equipment, they were good things in the Omega Star Region, and these wreckages could be refined into raw materials after being pulled back to the refinery, and they could play their due role in the hands of New Eden again.

In less than an hour, as the last industrial ship jumped away, there was no more wreckage on the entire battlefield, and the Mod's regiment that had been escorting also quickly entered the jump state and disappeared.

Three hours later, a white cruiser ended its stealth and emerged from the subspace, and then quickly disappeared from the spot, with the blood-red wings on the hull exceptionally dazzling.

Shi Man, who returned to the Alpha Space Station, looked at the familiar thing in front of him and knocked on the deck helplessly:

"Ora, why do you think we have so many angels recently?"

In front of Shi Man was a silver-white container, which was salvaged from the battlefield wreckage by the salvage fleet. He knew without thinking that it must be the ten killing angels.

He thought these killing angels were in Harry's warship, and turned into ashes with the ten doomsdays.

Unexpectedly, they were placed in other warships.

This gave Shi Man a headache. He still had ten angels under house arrest in his space station, and now there were ten more killing angels. He didn't know what kind of trouble the two sides would cause when they met!

They were all troublesome guys.

"Commander, I suggest leaving these killing angels." Aura looked at Shi Man who had a headache and explained, "When the killing angels expelled the angel civilization, they stole a Sky Blade Titan and a full-strength main battle fleet. This is a considerable fortune!"

Shi Man's expression moved, and he turned to look at Aura: "You mean"

"Use these killing angels as a channel to contact the killing angels and try to win them over."

Aura's goal is not the fighting power of the killing angels themselves, but the Sky Blade Titans in their hands. He wants to use this to reverse engineer the angels' Titans.

This Sky Blade Titan represents the highest level of military power and technology today. For New Eden, it has great research value!

Shi Man touched the sparse stubble on his chin and nodded:

"You should do this yourself. Even if you can't recruit them, don't be their enemy."

These guys are even more barefoot than him, and the key is that they have high-end military power. It will be very troublesome to provoke them.

Aura nodded to show that he understood.

Shi Man watched Aura skillfully open the container and send the killing angels inside to the sanatorium of the space station for treatment and examination.

These killing angels are no different from the original angels. A large amount of tranquilizers have been injected into the nutrition chamber, but the injuries on their bodies are much more serious than those angels. Some even have broken wings. If they want to wake up, they must be properly recuperated.

Watching these killing angels leave, Shi Man retracted his gaze and walked in another direction, stretching his waist.

"Aura, go and see those Dorut people."