Chapter 1772 The growing pains of fairy tale writer Soback
Of course, Lieutenant General Midbexi is not such a reckless man. The reason why he behaves so frivolously is actually a way to closer the relationship between the two parties.
Sometimes, human feelings not only require practice, but also make choices.
Anyway, these two imperial generals, both of whom have high emotional intelligence, have only known each other for three weeks, but they already have such a good relationship that they can talk bad things about their boss and other unlovable colleagues behind their backs.
"This battle happened 20 hours ago." Midbexi added.
"I haven't notified the entire army until now. It seems that I have suffered a lot." Soback said with a twitching corner of his mouth. In fact, he doesn't like Lieutenant General Karaman either. To be precise, anyone who is a serious person will not like him.
This kind of so-called "distinguished" kid who comes from a distinguished family and puts on airs.
Midbexi nodded: "Four ships were sunk. In addition, his flagship was hit by an antimatter torpedo from the Earth."
"Hiss~~~~" Soback's heart twitched, and it hurt to hear it. He was a good person after all, and he hated such pretentious colleagues, but that didn't mean he wanted to see him killed.
To be fair, he would be very sad if his Royal Rabbit was torn apart by a space bubble torpedo.
Fortunately, Vice Admiral Klarman's dreadnought was only torn apart by the torpedo fiercely, and finally missed its vital point. The ship's subsequent operations and navigation were not affected at all, but a piece of the side of the ship was still pulled out.
The huge scars even tore the empire's military emblem to pieces.
It's a slap in the face mentally, but it really doesn't matter in a practical sense.
In addition, the battle damage to only 4 ships is not painful to the entire fleet.
Even so, the proud Karaman fleet also stayed in place for a full 10 hours before setting sail again. It can be imagined how hard this proud noble general was dealt.
When they arrived at the Corridor 7A galaxy, they found that the Earth fleet had completely left. However, the mass remnants and space aftershocks left at the scene could clearly prove that the other party did not sail directly out of the nebula as originally planned, but turned around.
"It has been confirmed that after the victory, the Athena formation turned from the Corridor 7a galaxy and approached us along the No. 1 Nebula Trail. Needless to say, they just wanted to rush over as soon as possible to fight with the devil that cannot even be named.
Brother Yeager, you guessed it again." At this point, Lieutenant General Midbexi fell into deep thought.
If I said that I just mentioned it casually, would you believe it now? Soback also frowned and fell into thought.
At this time, Lieutenant General Midbexi was already worried and said: "Once we merge, the size of the enemy fleet on the opposite side will completely exceed ours. Brother Yeager, do you want to retreat two systems and wait? The puller behind us
The Ken fleet is still 24 hours away from us. This little time, no, so much time, is still a long night and a lot of dreams."
Soback twitched his cheeks. Although he wanted to agree immediately, he still tried his best to analyze: "However, this is actually unreasonable. Your Excellency, the pilot, is right. After all, the gravity well channel on the Nebula Fork is very narrow and the navigation speed is limited.
As long as the Karaman fleet catches up, there is a high probability that it will be able to catch up with the Athena before the people on Earth can reunite."
"Yes, but you also said that the passage efficiency of the channel is limited. If you want to catch up, Karaman is afraid that he will have to lose his troops!"
After fighting for so many years, Major General Soback said that what he didn't like to hear was "division of troops," but he couldn't use his own knowledge 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, each seeing their own shadow in the other's eyes. At this moment, they even saw sympathy for each other. If it weren't for these two people, their shame would be limited after all.
, I guess I will remain silent for a long time.
Lieutenant General Midbexi finally gave Sobek an appreciative look and sighed: "Brother Yeager, many times I also wonder, what is the war for? We Tiriro people are called the greatest conquest.
A nation of warriors, the greatest war nation, but who decided this?"
"Your Excellency, we fulfill our responsibilities." Sobek could only say this.
"You're right." The lieutenant general with a fierce general's face nodded with worry on his face.
Afterwards, he suppressed all the low pressure and said solemnly: "If the Fuxi formation from the Earl-4 system on the front comes to attack, we will retreat and meet with the Laken fleet. If they turn to the Nebula Trail
To connect with his friendly forces, we will launch an attack from behind. This is of course only after we are sure that Karaman is also chasing after him. If we cannot form a flanking force on both sides, we cannot act rashly."
"Yes, in the narrow Nebula Channel with harsh astrological conditions, you cannot fight! This will cause unnecessary losses. Moreover, once the opponent escapes in a choppy manner, the Pilgrim, the Lord God Class, and General Yu himself will
, you can escape." Soback said. He himself did not realize that he was already one of the very few generals in the imperial army who could call Yu Lian by his first name.
Lieutenant General Midbech glanced at his deputy with emotion, and continued with a little admiration: "Of course, if the Laken fleet behind us can arrive in advance and concentrate twice the strength of the enemy in front, we can try to attack
Wow... Tsk, what a lack of creative decision-making! I was obviously a very unconstrained person back then!"
"No, I secretly believe that this is a mature and prudent decision, and I fully support it." But Soback stood at attention and saluted, his attitude was unprecedentedly upright and sincere.
The entire half day that followed was an indescribable waiting time.
Of course, for Yeager Soback, as long as he was sure that everyone would not attack rashly, he would be half relieved. His instinct told him that the longer he waited, the more decisive the "Dragon of Dawn" on the opposite side would be.
"The lower the possibility of being killed, the more at ease you feel.
As long as we don't take the initiative to make mistakes, the current situation should be safe.
In this way, Yeager Soback even fell into deep thought while waiting. He is actually a person who likes to think wildly. When his father put him on his neck to look at the stars, he was thinking about the truth behind the stars.
I wonder if there is a luxurious little princess living on every star who is like the most generous person in the universe.
If that were true, how romantic it would be!
Soback now feels that if he had not had to join the army in order to revive his family business, he would have become a great fairy tale writer.
At this time, he really wanted to ask in his heart, what is the meaning of this war? What kind of great cause is it to accomplish, and thousands of huge starships must be mobilized and tens of millions of soldiers must be mobilized?
Dangerous areas, consuming enough materials and energy to bankrupt several countries, and turning large tracts of the galaxy into hell?
For a mere creation of the Enlightened One, the so-called Ring of Miracles? Or for the complete conquest of the people on earth?
However, the war has progressed to this point, and the price paid by the empire has exceeded the losses of the people on earth. Can this nation really be conquered?
He suddenly felt that if we don't think carefully about the origin and process of war from the root, human beings will only repeat the mistakes of history, right? In comparison, whether it is tactical achievements, strategic achievements, or even the results of the war,
Victory is actually just a mascot in the history books...
Soback came to his senses and gave himself a slap. He now regretted that he had read the banned book and even taken notes.
Yeager, Yeager, who do you think you are? Such a grand subject is something you, a mere colonial young man, can think about? How brave you are!
"Your Excellency..." He heard Miss Serlu's worried voice, and he quickly took a deep breath and forced out a decent smile: "But is there any new movement in the Earth Fleet opposite?"
"The people on earth drove away the reconnaissance ship we jumped over. However, although the reconnaissance time is limited, we can also observe that their fleet operations are relatively...well, the pace seems slow." Miss Viscount said.
"Slow pace?" Yeager suspiciously opened the reconnaissance video sent by the reconnaissance ship.
Because they can't get close, the reconnaissance images are naturally very blurry. They are just approximate images printed based on long-distance light and shadow changes and quality parameters. But even so, professionally trained imperial generals like Sobek can also learn from these
The opponent's formation can be seen on the vague outline - well, Soback is indeed not a professional, but he is also a psyker after all, and his learning ability is not lacking. As a senior officer, he is also trying his best to master the professional knowledge.
Learned.
All in all, judging from the graphics alone, the formation of the Earth Fleet does appear to be unhurried, at least not fully prepared to face its own formation.
It didn't look like they were preparing to attack, nor did they stand ready to hold on. It looked more like they were naturally switching to a stationary state during the march.
If we explain it in terms of the cold weapon era, this group of people has already started to set up camp and bury pots to make food, and there are only some people left to barbecue and play football in the barracks.
"This is a trap." Soback said firmly.
"Yes, Lieutenant General Midbeschi thought so too just now." Captain Peggese said: "He has ordered the entire army to be on alert."
That's okay. As long as the other party doesn't rush over suddenly, everything is acceptable. Soback pressed his collar and called the robot to bring him a cup of hot chocolate. Of course, it would be best if it had to be infiltrated with bee sugar.
Added version.
The ethos of the Tirello aristocratic class believes that whether a person is a superior or a nouveau riche depends on whether the servant who serves him is a human or a robot. As a professionally trained imperial general, Yeager Soback
Of course he could enjoy round-the-clock personal care from a platoon of service personnel, but he himself had no awareness of this.
A sturdy and durable bucket-loading coffee table robot, a low-browed Razakai orderly, and a well-dressed and well-trained housekeeper all delivered a cup of hot cocoa, right?
However, before I could finish the hot drink that could increase my blood sugar level, the warning sounded again.
Soback sighed and drank the hot chocolate in one gulp pretending to be calm. If he were still himself a few years ago, he would have been so frightened that he threw the cup away, but now he is an experienced veteran.
.
Growth is never a good thing.
He now misses his innocent, stupid, clear but cowardly self at that time very much.
When he finally breathed out the turbid breath that smelled of chocolate and honey, Lieutenant General Midbexi's communication also came over.
"It's not us, it's the Karaman fleet." This time he did not gloat, but said with obvious heaviness, "He asked us for reinforcements."
Chapter completed!