Him and their stars

Of course, Vice Admiral Midbeshi is not such a fool. The reason why he behaves so frivolously is actually a way to bring the two sides closer.

Sometimes, human relations must not only be experienced, but also be chosen.

Anyway, although these two imperial generals with high emotional intelligence have only been together for three weeks, they are already so close that they can speak ill of their superiors and other unlovable colleagues behind their backs.

"This battle happened 20 hours ago." Midbeshi said again.

"It has not been reported to the entire army until now. It seems that they have suffered a lot." Sobek said with a twitch of his mouth. He actually doesn't like Vice Admiral Karaman either. To be precise, as long as you are a serious person, you will not like this so-called "famous" child who is born in a famous family and pretends to be pretentious.

Midbeshi nodded: "Four ships were sunk. In addition, his flagship was hit by the antimatter torpedo of the earthlings."

"Hiss~~~~" Sobek's heart twitched, and it hurt to hear it. After all, he is a good man. He hates such a pretentious colleague, but that doesn't mean he wants to see him killed.

To be fair, he would be very sad if his own Rabbit was torn apart by a space bubble torpedo.

Fortunately, Vice Admiral Karaman's dreadnought was only torn apart fiercely by the torpedo, and it finally didn't hit the vital part. The subsequent combat and navigation of the ship were not affected, but a huge scar was still pulled on the side of the ship, and even the imperial military emblem was torn to pieces.

It was very embarrassing on the spiritual level, but it really didn't matter in the practical sense.

In addition, the loss of only 4 ships was not painful for the entire fleet.

Even so, the proud Karaman fleet stayed in place for a full 10 hours before setting sail again. It can be imagined how much of a blow this proud noble general suffered.

When they arrived at the Corridor 7A galaxy, they found that the Earth fleet had left. However, the residual mass and space aftershocks left at the scene clearly prove that the other party did not sail out of the nebula directly as originally planned, but turned around.

"It has been confirmed that after winning, the Athena fleet turned around from the Corridor 7a system and approached us along the No. 1 Nebula Trail. Needless to say, they just want to rush over as soon as possible to meet with the dragon that cannot even be named. Brother Yeager, you guessed it again." At this point, Vice Admiral Midbeshi fell into deep thought.

If I say that I just mentioned it casually, do you believe it now? Sobek also frowned and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Vice Admiral Midbech said anxiously: "Once we join forces, the size of the enemy fleet will completely exceed ours. Brother Yeager, do you want to retreat two star systems and wait? The Laken fleet behind us is still 24 hours away from us. This amount of time, no, so much time, is still a long time to wait."

Sobek twitched his cheek. Although he wanted to agree immediately, he still tried to analyze: "But this is actually unreasonable. The navigator is right. The gravity well channel of the nebula fork is very narrow after all, and the navigation speed is limited. As long as the Karaman fleet catches up, it is likely that it can catch up with the Athena before the Earthlings meet up."

"Yes, but you also said that the efficiency of the channel is limited. If Karaman wants to catch up, he may have to divide his troops!"

After fighting for so many years, Major General Sobek said that what he didn't like to hear was "dividing troops", but he couldn't use his own cognition to predict the behavior of friendly forces.

Of course, the most critical issue now is that the two commanders and deputy commanders have to make a decision.

The two imperial generals stared at each other for a minute, and each saw their own shadow in the other's eyes. At this moment, they even saw mutual admiration. If it weren't for the fact that these two people's shame was limited, they would probably remain silent for a long time.

Lieutenant General Midbeshi finally looked at Sobek with appreciation and sighed: "Brother Yeager, I often wonder what the war is for? We Tirello people are called the greatest conqueror nation and the greatest war nation, but who stipulated this?"

"Sir, we do our duty." Sobek could only say this.

"You are right." The lieutenant general with a fierce face nodded with a worried look on his face.

Then, he suppressed all the low pressure and said solemnly: "If the Fuxi formation of the Earl I-4 system attacks from the front, we will retreat and join the Laken fleet. If they turn to the nebula path to meet his friendly forces, we will attack from behind. This is of course based on the fact that Karaman is also chasing us. If we can't form a double-sided trap, we can't act rashly."

"Yes, in the narrow nebula channel with bad star conditions, we can't fight (love)! This will suffer unnecessary losses, and once the opponent escapes in a step-by-step manner, the Revelation, the Lord God-class and General Yu himself can all escape." Sobek said. He himself didn't realize that he was almost one of the very few generals in the Imperial Army who could call Yu Lian by his name.

Vice Admiral Midbeshi looked at his deputy with a little admiration, and continued: "Of course, if the Laken fleet behind us can arrive in advance and concentrate twice the number of troops of the enemy in front, we can try to attack... Tsk, what an uncreative decision! I was obviously a person with wild imagination back then!"

"No, I think this is a mature and prudent decision, and I fully support it." Sobek stood at attention and saluted, his attitude was unprecedentedly upright and sincere.

The whole half day that followed was an indescribable waiting time.

Of course, for Jaeger Sobek, as long as he was sure that everyone would not attack rashly, he would be relieved. His intuition told him that the longer he waited, the lower the possibility of the decisive "Dawn Dragon" on the opposite side to kill him, and the more relieved he would be.

As long as his side did not take the initiative to make trouble, the current state should be safe.

In this way, Jaeger Sobek even fell into deep thought while waiting. He is actually a person who likes to daydream. When he was put on his father's neck to watch the stars, he was thinking about the truth behind the stars. Thinking about whether there is a luxurious little princess who spends money like the whole universe on each star.

If so, how romantic it would be!

Sobek now felt that if he had not had to join the army to revive his family business, he would have become a great fairy tale writer.

At this time, he really wanted to ask, what is the meaning of this war? What kind of great cause is it to accomplish that requires mobilizing thousands of huge starships, putting tens of millions of soldiers in danger, consuming enough materials and energy to bankrupt several countries, and turning a large area of ​​the galaxy into hell?

For a mere creation of the Enlightened One, the so-called Miracle Ring? Or to completely conquer the earthlings?

However, the war has been going on until now, and the price paid by the empire has exceeded the losses of the earthlings. Can this nation really be conquered?

He suddenly felt that if we don’t think carefully about the causes and processes of the war from the root, mankind will only repeat the mistakes of history, right? In comparison, whether it is tactical achievements, strategic achievements, or even victory in war, they are actually just mascots in history books...

Sobek woke up and slapped himself. He now regretted reading the banned book and taking notes.

Yager, Yeager, who do you think you are? Such a grand topic, but you, a mere young man from the colony, can think about it? What a big guts!

"Sir..." He heard Miss Serlu's worried voice, so he took a deep breath and squeezed out a decent smile: "But there is new movement in the Earth fleet on the opposite side?"

"The Earthlings drove away the reconnaissance ship we jumped over. However, although the reconnaissance time is limited, it can be observed that their fleet operations are relatively... well, the rhythm seems slow." Miss Viscount said.

"Slow rhythm?" Yeager suspiciously opened the reconnaissance image sent by the reconnaissance ship.

Because it is impossible to get close, the reconnaissance image is naturally very blurry. It is just a rough image printed based on the changes in light and shadow at a long distance and quality parameters. But even so, a professionally trained imperial general like Sobek could see the enemy's formation from these vague outlines - well, Sobek was not a professional, but he was a psychic after all, so he had no shortage of learning ability. As a senior officer, he was also trying his best to learn the professional knowledge that he should master.

In short, judging from the graphics alone, the formation of the Earth Fleet did not seem to be in a hurry, at least it was not fully prepared to fight against its own formation.

It did not look like it was preparing to attack, nor was it ready to defend in a serious battle, but more like it was naturally switching to a stationary state during the march.

If we use the way of the cold weapon era to explain it, this group of people have already started to set up camp and cook, and only someone is missing to barbecue and play football in the barracks.

"This is a trap." Sobek said firmly.

"Yes, Vice Admiral Midbeshi thought so just now." Captain Pegsay said: "He has ordered the entire army to be on alert."

That's fine. As long as the opponent does not suddenly rush over, everything is acceptable. Sobek pressed his collar and called the robot to bring him a cup of hot chocolate, preferably with honey added.

The aristocratic class of Tirello believes that whether a person is a superior or a nouveau riche depends on whether the servants serving him are human or robot. As a professionally trained imperial general, Yeager Sobek can certainly enjoy the 24-hour personal care of a platoon of service personnel, but he himself has no awareness of this.

A sturdy and durable barrel coffee table robot, a low-browed and pleasant Lazakai serviceman, and a well-dressed and well-trained butler, aren't they all delivering a cup of hot cocoa?

However, before this cup of hot drink that can replenish his blood sugar concentration is swallowed, the warning sound rang again.

Sobek sighed and drank the hot chocolate in a calm manner. If it were still the self a few years ago, he would have been scared to throw the cup away, but now he is an experienced and calm old man.

Growing up is not always a good thing.

He now misses the innocent, stupid, clear, yet cowardly self of that time.

When he finally took a breath of chocolate and honey, Vice Admiral Midbeshi's communication came.

"It's not us, it's the Karaman Fleet." He didn't gloat this time, but said with obvious heaviness: "He asked us for reinforcements."

Sobek finally started coughing and almost coughed up the chocolate he had just swallowed.