Him and their stars

Admiral Connors is a technocrat who lacks actual combat merit and experience, while Lieutenant General Tivington is too typical of an elite academic staff officer. Of course, even so, Yang Xiyi did not think these two were incompetent. However, they still formulated a... high emotional intelligence, very gambling tactic.

Yang Xiyi asked himself, if he were to command, he would inevitably gamble and put the lives of soldiers on the altar. But the problem is that it depends on the emergency situation of the current war situation. Although our side suffered a setback in attacking the city, we still have an undoubted strategic advantage. If we engage in such an extremely risky operation, even if we win, what's the point?

What's more, even if he was lucky enough to win, Yang Xiyi really didn't think it was worth celebrating. After all, winning the wrong way is scarier than losing.

Yang Xiyi is not a particularly good at hiding himself, or in other words, most of the time he is too lazy to hide his emotions. Although he remained silent, the two people present clearly felt his dissatisfaction.

There is a commander, a chief of staff, a general and a lieutenant general. They actually feel a sense of oppression from a major general who has only been promoted for less than half a year. The latter pondered for a moment and said: "Of course, as you said, it would be too reckless to attack two planets at the same time. Therefore, we concentrated our forces to attack the Devil's Throat A1 planet. Let's attack in general. If everything goes well, we can do the same to A2."

"...If you are worried about the dispersion of troops, you can invite the empire to land on planet A2 at the same time." Yang Xiyi said: "Anyway, they have plenty of cannon fodder."

"This is purely a military consideration, Deputy Chief of Staff Yang." Lieutenant General Tivington seemed to deliberately emphasize the word "vice" slightly: "You should understand that we and the empire cannot be unreserved. Relying on the allies behind us. Since the empire has given up the battlefield to us, there is no possibility of returning it."

Admiral Connors said: "We expect that tomorrow, that is, at 8:25 a.m. standard time on July 24, Task Force F, commanded by Rear Admiral Parker, will serve as an escort fleet to cover the navy commanded by Commodore Neon. The 11th Marine Division lands."

Rear Admiral Parker is one of the squadron admirals under the First Fleet. He controls four battle cruisers, four aircraft carriers and twelve arsenal ships. It can be regarded as a task force with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

Yang Xiyi always felt that the fair-faced, beardless guy with a feminine temperament looked like a coquettish eunuch in the Byzantine court. However, considering that there were examples like Narses in Byzantine history, we cannot judge a book by its appearance.

As for the 11th Marine Division, more than half of the soldiers are composed of Highlanders and Ursines, and even their commander, Brigadier General Neon, is a Bean Ursine. In order to give full play to the combat effectiveness of these bear warriors, they are also equipped with exclusive berserker model special combat mechas.

You know, in order to match the size of the Ursine, the cost of this kind of mecha is more than three times that of the dragoons and hussars used by humans.

Of course, we also need to know that the Berserker type mecha has not been improved for more than 20 years, and the average service time of these bear warrior mechas is nearly 20 years.

But no matter what, the armor-piercing Ursine is already very courageous, so what more bicycles are needed?

As a result, this group of more than 5,000 soldiers has been nicknamed the "Polar Bear Division" and can be regarded as one of the elite marines of the community.

"I know that the main force of our Marine Corps is still in the rear, but we still have three divisions with nearly 50,000 troops." Yang Xiyi put forward his own suggestion: "Since there is no time for lead reconnaissance, why not use all the chips? Press it up?"

The commander and the chief of staff looked at each other. The former seemed a little moved, but the latter said: "We want to retain marine troops for the subsequent A2 planet strategy and even the subsequent fortress strategy. We can't really throw all our troops into one place. Let’s hit the target.”

Major General Yang Xiyi couldn't help but press his temples: "It's time for Lieutenant General Simon to lead the main force of the subsequent Marine Corps. According to the original plan, he should arrive at the front line before the end of July."

"The main tasks of Lieutenant General Seyo also include reorganizing the marine forces of all allies and establishing a command system." Lieutenant General Tivington also pretended to show a troubled expression: "He is a famous army general. With him, , can we suppress the Allied forces and ensure our country’s right to speak in the coalition headquarters. There is no way, although the formation of the coalition is huge, there are always a lot of troubles! I am doing military work in the alliance I have encountered this problem many times during communication.”

Yang Xiyi is now certain that the Chief of Staff must not have a good relationship with Lieutenant General Seyo, and he may not have a good relationship with Nai Weng either. But this doesn't seem to be surprising. It is inevitable that there will be discord between the martial arts school and the academic school.

He no longer concealed his emotions and said coldly: "The art of war has this saying: Don't underestimate the enemy because of the army, don't underestimate the enemy because of the weight of your life, don't be humble because of your noble body, don't go against the crowd because of your unique views, don't use arguments to It’s inevitable. How many of these five “don’ts” have we committed?”

Major General Tivington was slightly startled, and the corners of his mouth seemed to twitch. His smile was a little stiff, but his eyes were obviously cold. This lady chief of staff, who looked like an elite white-collar woman, was indeed a very dignified person, but she had been ridiculed, and naturally she could no longer hide her anger.

She was about to have a fit, but was interrupted by Admiral Conneris: "Yang, I understand your mood, but you can't be stupid. Just like you said, our military strength is here, and we have strategic advantages. It cannot be shaken, and there are many places that can be used for combat maneuvers. I will ask Lieutenant General Mallowan to select top psykers to serve as the backbone of land warfare."

He thought for a while and added: "It will be led by Brigadier General Wu Sansong personally."

It was you who found that Wu Sansong that made me worried. Yang Xiyi thought. The person who formulated the tactics was an international student from the Alliance, and the one who led the team was still an overseas student from the Alliance. Is our battle a show for the Empire on behalf of the Alliance?

However, the words had reached this point, and even the commander's eyes seemed to have a hint of request, so Yang Xiyi naturally had nothing to say.

The next day, that is, at eight o'clock in the morning on July 24, 832 Common Calendar, the Demon's Throat A1 planet attack operation officially began.

This is the largest dwarf planet located in the asteroid belt of our galaxy, with a diameter of over 3,500 kilometers, a volume less than half that of the moon, and a mass even less than a quarter of the moon. The surface is covered with thick ice and rocks, and the temperature is At about minus 120 degrees, the environment is really harsh. However, compared to terrestrial planets that are infested with various alien monsters and whose atmosphere is full of toxins, this kind of dwarf planet with a simple and unobstructed environment is actually an ideal battlefield. The Marine Corps, all equipped with various vehicles and powered mechas, will only need a day or two to plow the centerline of the planet's surface if everything goes well.

The strike fleet commanded by Major General Parker protected five troop carriers and used the asteroid belt as a cover to cruise as close to the known firing range of the fortress as possible.

At the same time, the Community fleet followed the example of the Imperial fleet the day before yesterday and used ultra-long-range artillery fire to cover it. They didn't expect to weaken the fortress's shield, anyway, as long as they could divert the attention of the marauders.

They did it very successfully. The fleet successfully avoided the intensive artillery fire from the fortress and dispersed the small number of raiders who tried to intercept. Fifteen thousand Marines of the 11th Division successfully landed on the ice field on the back of the planet.

The Ursine Marines wearing heavy armor roared like giant bears. They all wore armor and were equipped with high-carbon crystal battle axes with large door panels and large spray guns. They felt that even if they encountered the elite trolls, they would not show any fear.

And that's exactly what happened. Marine soldiers from a company at the outermost edge of the landing site encountered a group of troll troops wearing simple life-support equipment.

That would be like a spark hitting the earth. Before the Earth's troops surrounded them, nearly half of the people on both sides had been killed. The difference is that the bears are surrounded by tens of thousands of friendly troops and have their own fleet in the sky, but the trolls have nothing.

Soon, the corpses of hundreds of troll warriors piled up here.

"These guys are actually very brave." Brigadier General Neon, the division commander, said: "If there are two thousand of these guys on this planet, we will suffer a lot."

"It's possible that these guys are the only ones on this planet." Brigadier General Wu Sansong had a different opinion.

"But……"

"Commander, have your subordinates form a team and get ready to go!" Brigadier General Wu Sansong interrupted without explanation. He has always behaved very modestly in front of his bosses and colleagues like Yu Lian who have stronger backstage fists, but in front of ordinary colleagues, he is too lazy to bear it. You must know that Mr. Mao Yuanzuo, the shadow leader of the Co-Prosperity Party and a big boss among political big shots, is Wu Sansong's biological uncle. If it were the era of imperial rule, he would be rounded off to be a noble.

Well, even in the Republic era, weren't there still nobles?

Although they were of the same rank, Brigadier General Nai Weng was completely treated as a subordinate, but he did not dare to say anything. After all, he is not a human being, let alone a psyker, and he has not even read many books. Being able to become a general is not just about bravery, but naturally also involves some deeper things.

So, Brigadier General Nai Weng put on a smile and agreed submissively, and his whole body was filled with vicissitudes of life.

Later, Brigadier General Wu Sansong found a map on the enemy's corpse, and judged that it should be the base of the predators on this planet, and it was naturally the location of their target.

"That shielding force field diffuser is most likely right here." Brigadier General Wu Sansong said.

"Could it be a trap?" Colonel Chaimen said with some doubts: "This map is such a coincidence."

In this operation, a total of two groups of eight psykers came, all equipped with heraldic machines. From this perspective, the Expeditionary Force Command is not too stingy in its investment of extraordinary power.

Colonel Chaimen was not supposed to come in person, but he still applied to come and fight. He always felt that Brigadier General Wu Sansong was not capable of leading a team, not that he had any personal prejudice against him, but because this officer was new here and was not very familiar with the team members and equipment... Well, that was all.

"It is indeed a coincidence, but we have limited time and must act immediately." Brigadier General Wu Sansong said with a smile: "Don't worry, even if the predators use some tricks, they can't shake our advantage. Moreover, there are fifteen thousand people here. Marines, their duty is to detect the enemy's traces. No matter what method is used, they must detect the enemy's traces."

Colonel Chaimen had not read many books, and his own star ring was also a "bloody road". His mind could not move fast enough. It was not until Brigadier General Wu Sansong patted his shoulder and left that he finally understood what the other party meant and was speechless for a moment. .

However, several psychics present also heard all this. They were not so polite.

One captain lowered his voice and muttered: "This style is really different!"

"With whom?" asked another person.

"Sir Yu Company! You didn't feel it?"

"Of course I didn't feel it. But you actually connected this person with Commander Yu Company. That's really shocking, okay?"

A major who looked to be in his early twenties lowered his voice and said: "Sir Chaimen, psykers are the blades, and ordinary marines are the spines. But if there is no blade with a spine, it can only be used to cut paper." ? We may all go down to the battalion and regiment level in the future, can we lead troops like this?"

Chaimen glared at the other person: "I didn't teach you this, you figured it out on your own?"

"It was taught by Commander Yu Company. Well... these are not his exact words, but this is probably what he meant." The young master raised his chest quite proudly: "In addition, the people must be the hilt of the knife! Well, I compiled these words myself. It’s very poetic, right?”

"You kid didn't read his pamphlets very often! You should think about this... Hey, forget it, just focus on the war." Colonel Chamon sighed: "All the Marines here They are all our Paoze brothers. When the critical moment comes, follow my orders!"

In the end, he still didn't say "ignore that person named Wu", but in fact he had already expressed this attitude.

What followed was a vigilant march toward the target location marked on the map for more than thirty hours. During this process, the Marines of the Polar Bear Division encountered a total of six waves of enemy defenses, each time with more enemies than the last time. This made Brigadier General Wu Sansong more certain of his judgment.

However, with the cover of their own superior forces and the fleet in the sky, they defeated the enemy with almost no losses. By the time they were about to reach their target, under the highest tundra iceberg on the planet, the number of war dead had not yet reached three digits. Calculating it this way, the biggest casualty in this battle was actually the encounter just after landing.

But in contrast, the temperature on the planet's surface has dropped below minus 200 degrees, which is already beyond the limit of most powered mechas. Many people were exhausted and showed signs of frostbite. Even the Bears, whose cold resistance was much higher than that of humans, began to complain.

The psykers are okay. On the one hand, their physiques are becoming less and less like carbon-based creatures. On the other hand, the heraldry machine is claimed to be high-tech, but its essence is still an alchemical product, and its resistance to harsh environments is far stronger than the mechas used by ordinary people.

At this time, the sky continued to flash with strong light, as if it was burning. The 11th Division, tortured by the surface environment, couldn't help but look at the almost transparent sky, but saw only the dark space of the universe. The huge man-made creations spit out blazing red trails, as if covering the stars in the sky.

Yes, before they knew it, they had crossed half of the planet. The fleet covering their sky has broken away from the planet's natural bunker.

At this time, the trolls and bearded demon soldiers also wore simple life-support equipment and launched a fierce attack on their own side.

They don't seem to be affected at all by the ultra-low temperatures the planet is experiencing right now.