From black technology to super engineering

Yang Wenzhi's suggestion was quickly adopted.

If in the past, it was a stupid act to change tactics and training before a battle, then under Aita's intervention, the change of tactics was specific to each individual, and it was nothing more than changing the target of observation and tracking.

There are still five hours, and these commanders who have been trained for half a month have enough time for a high-intensity super simulation before the battle.

Therefore, when the four teams of the Auriga Fleet adopted new tactics to win the simulated battle in one fell swoop, there was endless applause in the hall.

Yang Wenzhi took off his combat helmet, exchanged glances with Smir, and both smiled relieved at the same time.

"If I were the commander, even if I cheated during the war, the lads would win." Major Smil looked back at the second floor and said in a low voice, "Morale is too important."

"Yeah!" Yang Wenzhi nodded approvingly, and then looked at the time on the monitor and the attitude of the fleets of both sides.

At this time, the distance between the two fleets has entered fifty light seconds, and the Auriga fleet has also begun to slow down.

"You have to pay attention." Yang Wenzhi reminded.

The distance of fifty light seconds is the optimal launch distance for the sublight speed missile in the calculation. In the plan, Smir was the missile commander of the No. 18 "Eagle" class warship, and he had two rice grains, thirty super-high-speed air-to-air missiles, twenty super-sonic missiles and dozens of various warships. Short and medium range interceptor missiles. Except for the ultra-long-range strike of rice grains, the other missiles are for close combat and defense against space fighters-even if it can only be heard, it is better than nothing.

"It's okay, I can watch the battle after throwing the rice grains." Smil glanced at the reminder and shrugged easily.

Obviously, after a temporary mock battle, everyone's tension has disappeared, and their mentality has relaxed a lot.

"Well, it stands to reason that the rice grains should be released now." Yang Wenzhi nodded, then thoughtfully, he glanced at the second floor again and said softly: "Rice grains are our winning weapon anyway, this thing is Don't worry about power."

Now that he knows that the enemy is an alien, Yang Wenzhi will take it for granted that the defense system of the enemy's warships - human warships have high-dimensional space defense film shields! Could there be no aliens who entered the space age thousands of years earlier than humans?

Moreover, the main gun of the human battleship uses a laser weapon. This thing... the power of the test must be there, but who can guarantee whether the aliens have any black technology? What if the gadget can't break the defense?

But rice grains are different. Although the sub-light speed of rice grains is not as good as that of laser weapons, its own mass can release powerful kinetic energy. Needless to say, not to mention missiles, even a lump of iron, when it hits the spacecraft at sub-light speed, is enough to promote any artificial product.

Then this thing can naturally be released after it is locked.

"Maybe, what timing are you waiting for?" Major Smil also nodded, and after a few seconds of silence, he said softly: "I'm thinking... Maybe I'm waiting for the enemy to execute a tactical action?"

As Major Smil's voice fell, Aita's voice sounded in an instant.

"Attention all commanders, please wear combat equipment to receive battlefield information, and if there are any changes in tactical objectives, please communicate with the system immediately. Note, this is not an exercise. Repeat, this is not an exercise."

Yang Wenzhi quickly picked up the combat helmet and put it on.

A moment later, brand new battlefield information appeared in front of him.

I saw that the enemy fleet, which had been traveling at a high speed before, was slowing down, and the information from the bee swarm showed that the tail flame of the enemy ship was obviously much weaker.

Yang Wenzhi frowned slightly, subconsciously clenched his fist, and immediately cut the weapon system of the No. 18 battleship to the rice grain—sure enough, the rice grain's sighting system showed that it was re-locking.

"Dude." Smil's voice came from the earphones: "It seems that we guessed right, the above is waiting for the enemy ship to slow down."

"Well, I don't know if the enemy ship will turn around." Yang Wenzhi thought of the simulated battle a few days ago. The imaginary enemy fleet was using its body to move at high speed and use side cannons to bombard his own group. The aim was really... …unspeakable.

"Anyway, it's enough to focus on aiming at that time. They slow down, and you have more time to prepare."

While the two were talking, Aita's prompt sounded again: "Commander, please pay attention, an enemy ship is detected to release a fighter plane, repeat, an enemy ship is detected to release a fighter plane."

...

On the podium on the second floor, whether it is the projection on the conference table or the main display screen on the first floor, they all show the live star map between the fifth and sixth planets of Auriga.

The executor fleet, marked red, began to release ultra-high-speed fighters after decelerating. These space fighters were like stars all over the sky, rushing towards the surroundings of the fleet at a speed of more than 100 Hz.

Soon, Aita gave an estimate of the target of these space fighters-that is the probe released by humans.

The meeting room was silent, and everyone stared at Ye Ming.

If the front-line detectors are destroyed, the human fleet will lose the most important long-distance detection method-this has a great impact, but more importantly, it is to judge the enemy's detection method through the enemy's offensive methods.

"It's interesting." Ye Ming frowned, and quickly pointed to some of the probes that were not marked as targets: "These few probes hiding behind the meteorite were not found by the executor."

"why?"

"First of all, it can be ruled out that they have passive radar." Ye Ming pursed his lips and said softly: "If there is passive radar, they will not miss it."

"Then there's...their detection methods can't pass through asteroids—meaning, they're unlikely to be neutrino detectors..."

"What would that be?"

"Tachyon detector." Ye Ming stared at the several battleships guarding the mothership - under the multi-phase radar and ultra-high-precision optical recognition, the appearance of the executor fleet was clear at a glance, especially the huge main gun.

As early as three years ago, the Canglan Star told him that the executor possessed tachyon fusion weapons.

As soon as the word "super-light speed" came out, everyone frowned.

This thing is beyond the upper limit of human technology.

"But it doesn't matter. According to the speed of their space fighters, it will take a few hours to destroy our probe."

After Ye Ming finished speaking, he was silent for two seconds, then looked at General Qin, and exhaled lightly.

"I suggest that we can release the rice grains after the enemy mothership finishes releasing the fighter planes."

"Okay!" General Qin also took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

Today's battle is no longer the kind of war in which people compete with each other for weapons and precision in the past.

——War in the space age is fought with mathematics and physics.

Ye Ming, who is currently the most accomplished human being in these two fields, is the chief consultant in name, but in fact, he has the highest command power to decide when the whole battle will start!

...

The command hall under the stage.

"Old Yang, I have received an attack order!"

Yang Wenzhi was concentrating on using Aita to calculate the hit probability of ship-borne missiles and close-in anti-laser cannons against this Mach 100 space fighter, when Smir's excited voice came from his ear.

"Can you release the rice grains?"

"Well! After the enemy mothership finishes releasing the fighter planes, you can release the rice grains!"

"The question is how can we be sure that the enemy ship has been released?"

"Ghost knows... I decided to wait until the others were released."

"...Do as you please, and then you can calculate the hit probability of the ship-borne missiles. I am extremely suspicious now. We may have to bayonet the enemy ship."

"Let's fight! We are afraid of birds, we are unmanned warships, and we are missiles!"

"Huh?" Yang Wenzhi was startled for a moment! After a while, he instantly connected to Aita: "Aita, calculate the time between me and the enemy mothership!"

"Commander, you are currently moving towards the target cluster at one-thousandth of the speed of light...but you are currently performing deceleration..."

"Compute acceleration, accelerate to full speed!"

"Please wait a moment - at full speed, you will encounter the enemy ship at this speed in 4138 seconds."

Yang Wenzhi closed his eyes, his chest began to heave.

"I apply for the No. 18 battleship to perform full acceleration and move towards the enemy battleship group."

"Please wait a moment, Commander." Aita's voice fell, and the channel was silent.

Yang Wenzhi waited quietly, and the time passed by, until a gentle voice sounded.

"Hello, Major Yang Wenzhi, I'm Ye Ming. Excuse me, what is your tactical intention?"

Yang Wenzhi sat up straight in an instant. He suppressed his excitement and replied in a deep voice: "Report to Academician Ye, I want to try it. We rely on 3% of the speed of light to move forward at full speed and turn ourselves into a large missile!"

"When we are close to the enemy, we can also activate the defensive shield to deceive the enemy's massive firepower."

"And as long as we turn off the shields well enough, then we can release all the traditional missiles."

Yang Wenzhi's chest kept rising and falling, and he breathed heavily: "Academician Ye, although this may cost a precious warship...but if we can safely destroy the enemy's mothership, it will undoubtedly... be worth it!"

There was a few seconds of silence in the channel.

After a while, Ye Ming hummed lightly.

"You can give it a try."

"Thank you, Academician Ye!"

"You're welcome, don't have any psychological burden—our battle today, you can think that we are giving the executor a little shock of human civilization."

After finishing the communication, Yang Wenzhi opened his eyes, and after a while, he saw that his No. 18 battleship had started to accelerate.

"Dude." Yang Wenzhi called his teammates softly.

"Right now, damn it, are you speeding up?"

"Hmm..." Yang Wenzhi smiled slightly: "I think our battleship can be given a name."

"what name?"

"Zhiyuan!"