Kreutzer sat in the middle of the ship's bridge. Normally, the seat he was currently sitting in should have been Xiao Ran's. However, he was the commander of this fleet, so naturally, he would sit in that seat.
The captain next to him was also an old acquaintance. It was Captain Silver who was once a tool for Xiao Ran in the All-Metal Tsunami world. That's right, this guy was promoted again. He was now the captain of Cruzet's flagship, but only a captain.
Cruzet himself was an excellent commander, so he did not need another commander to become the captain of his flagship to assist him. Besides, there were so many warships and divisions in a fleet, so there were countless excellent commanders. There was also a staff department that could replace the commander's role. Unless a flagship captain had other responsibilities, his job was only to be responsible for one warship.
Cruzet did not need his captain to be excellent. He only needed his captain to be responsible, stable, and obedient.
You did not need to think, you were just a tool. Therefore, Captain Silver, who was once used as a tool by Xiao Ran for a period of time, stood out and became the captain of this flagship. He was very excellent.
At this time, Captain Silver was not in the mood to be distracted by the screen. He looked at the enemy scouts who had been discovered in fact but still thought that they had not been discovered and were carefully approaching the fleet. From his point of view, the enemy scouts were more or less deceiving themselves.
He wanted to see what they were doing. They moved forward slowly and cautiously, moving forward silently and hiding their bodies. They had been trying to contact them, but there was no response. Every step they took was comical.
Their every move was under the watchful eyes of everyone, but they thought that they were being careful and secretive. They did not know that they had fallen into a trap from the beginning.
Damn, it seemed that something terrible had been mixed into a proper military battle. In fact, every military battle should be very formal and serious, but in the Burning Legion, it was completely different. The first time, it was a gang fight, then a series of traps, and this time, it was a large-scale haunted scene. Next time, it would be a grave disco dance?
The Burning Legion didn't react at all when the enemy alliance's members entered the enemy's fleet and entered one of the battleships. They just watched and didn't care. However, what the enemy did after entering the battleship didn't escape the Burning Legion's eyes.
Those people were also cautiously moving forward in the dark, searching the battleship and heading to the bridge to investigate the situation, but they couldn't find anything. The battleship's main power source seemed to have been turned off in an instant. Everyone was still doing their own things in the battleship, but the next second, the power source was turned off and they were gone.
No information could be found. Other than the paranormal activity, everything else was normal.
This inexplicable situation made the scouts who had entered the warship feel their hair stand on end. What the hell was this? What was going on? Why didn't anything happen? Why did the entire fleet disappear?
On the Cruzet's side, Captain Silver received a message and turned to look at the Cruzet beside him. "Sir Cruzet, we found him."
Cruzet stood up. "Coordinates."
Captain Silver stood up as well. Then, a star map appeared on the big screen in front of the bridge. It marked the star map of the nearby universe. At the same time, a small dot appeared on the star map, as well as a split image of the reality.
"This is a reconnaissance and surveillance team. There are more than a thousand battleships. They only sent a portion of the MS to patrol and guard. They are hiding in the meteorite belt."
Cruzet nodded slightly. "No more enemies around? What are the chances of them being bait? "
Captain Silver said, "We haven't found any more enemies nearby, so we can't rule out the possibility of them sending this team as bait. The General Staff is thinking that this team is most likely trying to lure us in. There should be quite a number of high-level pilots in the team. It's also very likely that they want to make contact with us to roughly determine the problem with the huge fleet that we've dealt with."
"That is to say, if we use the same trick to deal with this fleet, the other party might confirm it immediately and send the news back to base camp to confirm what kind of attack methods we have."
Cruzet smiled and nodded leisurely. "But since the other party has appeared, we have to give them some gifts. Inform all the S-rank pilots in the Solar System and send a fleet to deal with this small fleet head-on. Tell the people who go there to be careful and the fleet to keep a distance from the other party."
"They want to lure us, but there are two other words: boiling the frog in warm water and besieging the reinforcements."
"Understood."
"Are there any changes in the BETA?"
Captain Silver said, "I didn't find anything wrong."
"After dealing with this fleet, send people to the various planets in the Solar System and clean up the BETA and all the nests in the Solar System."
"Yes."
A fleet of 200,000 warships, plus the S-rank pilots, pseudo-S-rank pilots, and 100 S-rank pilots placed on Earth. What a good plan to deal with the other party head-on. Were they sure they were not trying to crush the other party?
Captain Silver was an honest man and did not say much. He quickly followed Cruzet's instructions and made some preparations before sending out a fleet.
After giving the orders, Cruzet did not care about what happened after that. Even if there were more S-rank pilots in a mere 1,000 small fleets, how could there be as many as 100 of them?
With an entire fleet of 200,000 warships and 100 additional S-rank pilots, the only thing that awaited them was death.
In fact, in Cruzet's heart, if it were not for the fact that it would be a pity if all 100,000 warships were lost, he would have really planned to put a few hundred dimensional devourers in the 100,000 warships and then find a way to return the fleet to the enemy alliance. If that was the case, it would be a great loss to the Burning Legion.
Loss? Well, loss. Anyway, in Cruzet's eyes, everything in the enemy alliance now belonged to the Burning Legion, including the other party's participants. They would also become the Burning Legion's fighters and subordinates and be assigned to all the legions under the Burning Legion alliance.
When the 10,000 warships of the Burning Legion suddenly appeared in front of the 1,000 warships of the enemy alliance, they already knew that they had been completely exposed. However, they still very steadily ordered the 1,000 warships to gradually retreat. They also released all the transport forces, preparing to fight once and try their best to eliminate as much of the Burning Legion's strength as possible before choosing to retreat.
Ten S-rank pilots and many other pilots appeared, turning into rays of light and rushing in the direction of the 10,000 warships of the Burning Legion. As high-level pilots, they knew that once they got close to the fleet, not only would the Burning Legion be restrained, but they would also be able to cause terrible destruction.
At the same time, the Burning Legion also sent out pilots, S-rank pilots. A total of more than 100 S-rank pilots took the lead and faced the enemy alliance's mecha head-on.
Then … the enemy alliance's mecha turned around. F * ck, there were more than 10 S-rank pilots, how could they be reckless?
Then … there was no then. The remaining warships jumped out one after another and blocked and interfered with the transmission of information. The entire small fleet was directly surrounded like dumplings. If they did not surrender, they would die. In a situation where there was only one choice, anyone would know what to choose.
These people had no backbone, they did not persevere to the end. Backbone, perseverance? What was that? The corpses and wreckage floating in the universe?
Now, the people who were caught by the Burning Legion were filled with sadness. This world was too unfair. Why did the Burning Legion have so many S-rank pilots? You are bullying us with numbers. Ten against one is too unfair. If you have the ability, come one by one.
In their hearts, they hated the person who sent them here. How dare he make them face such a terrifying situation. Not only were there ten times more S-rank pilots than them, there were also the two hundred thousand battleships that surrounded them. They clearly knew that this place had become a deep pit, yet they still sent them here. Moreover, it was only them who were sent here.
For these people who were caught, they were different from the previous batch who were all locked up. Even if they asked, it would be useless because they would not give any valuable information. If they did, it would be equivalent to betraying their own legion. The consequences would be more serious. Since that was the case, they might as well not ask and look for information themselves.
In the previous batch of 100,000 warships, they did not find any valuable information. At least, they did not find the location of the enemy's base camp. Although they found some things through the logs, without knowing the enemy's situation, the information found by the Burning Legion would not be treated as real clues.
And now, this fleet must have just left the enemy's main force. This meant that they might be able to find the location of the enemy's main force through the logs of this fleet. But even so, they would not treat it as an effective clue. They would only use it as a reference for analysis.
In fact, even if they really determined the enemy's location, it was impossible for the Burning Legion to take the initiative to go there. At most, they would send out drones to investigate. How could the old and scheming Burning Legion do something like sending out a reconnaissance team? Who knew if the enemy had placed countless dimensional devourers like them?
Put yourself in their shoes and measure others. This was how the Burning Legion arranged it. How could they ignore whether others were doing the same thing? Or could they use another word to describe it? Measuring the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a villain?
So at most, after confirming the enemy's location, the entire fleet would travel together to a place far away from the enemy's main force. Then, they would launch a long-range attack. This was more in line with the usual style of the Burning Legion. But it was better to let the enemy jump to their home ground and use the simplest way to end the most difficult battle.
This time, they had managed to take down ten S-rank pilots. This was a result comparable to taking down a hundred thousand battleships. Ten S-rank pilots in a thousand battleships. This was a situation that was hard to come by.
But there were definitely S-rank pilots in the 100,000 warships. It was just that it was hard to say how many of them there were. They had not even engaged in a direct battle with the enemy. They had only relied on a few dozen Ghost Warships as the main force to take down the enemy without them knowing. Even if there were S-rank pilots, they were just a group of people who could only be used as spoils of war.
On the Burning Legion's side, it was estimated that the number of S-rank pilots on the other side was about 150. It was not to say that each of the enemy's legions had an average of 10 S-rank pilots. At least in the Enlightenment and Borsia legions, the two legions should be able to gather three S-rank pilots.
The rest of the army would probably only be able to gather this number. The reason why they estimated that the other side would have around 150 S-rank pilots was because this was a full-scale battle. In a full-scale battle, the number of S-rank pilots would only need to be slightly more than doubled.
They had taken down so much of the enemy's combat power twice in a row. Everyone was happy.
But Burning Legion's happiness was not the same as the enemy's happiness.
Todd was not fooling around with Eon today. He was sitting in the conference room like a normal person. They were discussing the 100,000 warships. The first-hand investigation of the situation was now in his hands. He was also aware that everyone had disappeared.
The specific content was that no traces of battle had been found. All the ship's internal personnel had disappeared. The airframe was intact and the amount of supplies was normal. There was no information found from the records.
When such news came back, it was simply inexplicable and extremely shocking.
Such a situation was beyond their expectations. Previously, the fleet had sent a letter saying that they had encountered a strange situation. That was why they had sent out a reconnaissance team and some experts. However, the moment the reconnaissance team set off, they were completely cut off from the Solar System. This led to another mission for the reconnaissance team.
At that time, they thought that it was because the fleet was heading to Earth. Hence, the Burning Legion could not sit idly by and completely destroyed the fleet. If the fleet was completely destroyed, the Burning Legion would definitely have to pay a certain price. That was 100,000 warships. Even if it was 100,000 pigs, they were pigs with fighting spirit and strength that could kill. It would not be so easy to get rid of them without paying a price.
But now, when the investigation report came back, they realized that something was not right. It was completely different from what they had imagined.
It seemed that there was indeed a situation that was beyond their understanding. There were so many people on the 100,000 warships. There was no battle. The warships were intact, the airframe was still there, and there was no shortage of ammunition. Then, the people were gone. What was this situation?
Was there really a ghost?
What else could it be? How did the people in the warships disappear? Where did they go?
Before they could come to a conclusion, something else happened. One of the battleships in the fleet that they had lost contact with suddenly sent back a message. More than a thousand battleships of the scouting fleet had gone missing, leaving only these small teams that had come out to investigate to face the 100,000 battleships that were empty.
"What the hell!"
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