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Chapter 152 Who is the bait

The situation is much better than Wang Hao and others expected.

Although members of both sides were somewhat puzzled by the decision made by the superiors, they all showed restraint.

There is friction, but it is controlled within a certain range.

"You wretched guy, I hope you hit the rocks when you go out and sink when you fight."

"Don't worry, you will definitely die before me."

"Do you dare to make a bet to see who has more kills?"

"Compared with each other, am I still afraid of you?"

The two people glared at each other and snorted from their noses at the same time. Neither one would be willing to admit defeat.

Soon, the bet between the two people was announced, and each received strong support from members of their own guild, which doubled their confidence. Their eyes collided in the air, sparking countless sparks.

This also gives a good reminder to other people in the two guilds. Since the two sides have temporarily become allies and cannot attack each other, they can shift the battle area to the results of the attack on the enemy.

Whichever side achieves better results will naturally prove which side is stronger.

For this reason, the people of the two guilds were very motivated and vowed to compete with each other.

When the news reached the top leaders of the two announcements, Wang Hao and the others couldn't help but discover that this might not necessarily be a bad thing. Good competition made the members of both sides more pressured and motivated, which was better than what they had done during the pre-war speeches and mobilizations.

The effect is much stronger.

On the other hand, the application for the mission to attack the French naval base has been successful.

Wang Hao and the others are very lucky. At this time, of the more than 200 French naval sub-bases, only a dozen have been divided up. If they had moved slower, maybe they would be able to defeat them at this stage of the battle.

I can only add soy sauce.

It can also be seen from here that there are really not a few powerful organizations in the British camp.

But, I wonder how many people can persist until the end?

In such a large-scale battle, the role of an individual is undoubtedly small, and all Wang Hao can do is to take care of the situation in front of him.

Two thousand people dared to accept the task of attacking the enemy's naval branch base alone. After receiving this message, Nelson's majestic face showed a trace of anger.

This is really irresponsible.

We must know that the number of French ports captured this time is related to the scale of our own troop dispatch, how can we take it lightly?

It is extremely difficult for a team of 2,000 people to capture the enemy's port stationed by a small fleet of NPCs. What's more, they will have to face a counterattack by at least tens of thousands of aliens. How can they stop this?

"Haotian?"

Nelson couldn't help but froze for a moment when he saw the name of the leader. He still had some impressions of this yellow-skinned stranger. He was a very good young man. Since the other party dared to do this, he might have some confidence. He hoped that the other party would not disappoint him.

Bar!

If this battle fails again, the pressure in the final decisive battle will be too great.

It was just pressure, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he never wavered in his belief in victory.

The naval branch base numbered A0205 is the target that Wang Hao and others want to attack.

According to intelligence, there is only a squadron of 50 Tier 3 battleships stationed here, and there are hundreds of coastal defense guns on the shore to help defend it.

Theoretically speaking, even if tens of thousands of players come to attack, the French Navy is capable of holding on to this island with the help of forts.

Wang Hao has reason to believe that many teams that receive tasks will suffer big losses here.

This place is too far away from our own resurrection point. If they are sunk here, by the time they repair the ship and come here again, the battle may be over long ago.

Therefore, what Wang Hao has to think about is not only how to capture the small island in front of him, but also how to minimize his own losses in the process.

This difficulty is not ordinary.

Although the French Navy only has 50 Tier 3 ships, its overall strength is at least equivalent to 200 Tier 2 ships.

The total number of second-order warships on both sides of the Holy Blood Alliance is just over a hundred. In addition, the other side has hundreds of coastal defense guns to help them, which is enough to give anyone a headache.

Comparing the attack, durability and other data of both sides, Bella gave a carefully calculated result.

Even if our side successfully captures the island, the loss of the fleet will exceed 70%.

This is the result after taking into account high-end combat power such as Wang Hao.

Although this calculation method is not scientific and is somewhat different from the actual combat results, these data are enough to illustrate something.

A forceful attack is not advisable.

Wang Hao first put this idea out of his mind. Their two guilds were not so wealthy.

Since a strong attack fails, we can only think of other methods.

Although the coastal defense artillery is very powerful, its rate of fire is slow and it cannot move unless there is external interference.

Wang Hao believed that he could always find the weak points of his bombardment and capture the island at the minimum cost.

However, the French side also has a fleet of 50 Tier 3 ships, which can very well make up for their respective shortcomings with the coastal defense batteries.

It is impossible to destroy the coastal defense batteries without taking down the French naval squadron. However, if the player gets into an entanglement with the French navy, they will inevitably be hit hard by the coastal defense batteries.

If those big guilds have a strong foundation, they can take down this island even if they lose more manpower.

But the Holy Blood Alliance does not have such capital.

The reason why Kerwin originally gave up the position of commander of the coalition was that he realized that he was not qualified for such a task.

From the moment the fleet set off until now, he has been observing the man who has repeatedly performed miracles, hoping that he can surprise people again.

"First try to see if you can separate the enemy's navy from the fort. If you can kill that navy first, the rest will be easier to deal with."

Wang Hao thought silently. He told everyone his thoughts and when there was no objection, he began to issue orders.

In order to maximize the power at hand, both sides mobilized their second-tier ships to form an elite fleet of a hundred ships, commanded by Kerwin.

The next step is for Kerwin to lead an elite fleet into battle. Their mission is to lure the French squadron out of the attack range of the coastal defense artillery and entangle it, waiting for the main fleet to surround and annihilate it.

For this reason, Wang Hao led the main fleet to wait two sea miles away. If the enemy was fooled, he would immediately order two fleets to flank the enemy's retreat.

If the plan doesn't work out, you'll have to think of other options.

The first battle of the Holy Blood United Fleet is to be completed by yourself.

Many elite fleet players couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in their hearts. Although they felt a little awkward looking at the unfamiliar or familiar faces around them, they had no time to care about it at this time. There was only one thought in their minds, and that was to fight well.

This is the first battle.

Kerwin did not dare to be careless, just as he had been inspecting Wang Hao along the way. I believe that the latter would not miss the opportunity to observe him up close.

Whether as an ally or as an enemy in the future, he cannot let the other party underestimate him. To command the essence of this combined fleet, he must achieve the results he deserves.

Due to the weak foundation of the St. England Guild, most of this elite fleet is composed of members of the original Blood Shark Guild, so Kerwin is very smooth and skillful in commanding it.

Although the members of the St. England Guild are still not familiar with the new leader's fighting style, they are all experts carefully selected from the players and have strong adaptability. While observing the movements of their companions around them, they learn to imitate them.

, but it looks similar.

Since this battle to seize the island was time-limited, it would be judged as a failure if it exceeded one hour. Therefore, after Kerwin got acquainted with the fleet, he decided to set off. He believed that the battlefield was the best place for the two sides to run into each other.

The main fleet has stopped, and Kerwin leads the elite fleet to continue sailing forward.

Soon, a blurry black spot entered their field of vision.

That is the goal they want to capture on this trip.

"Woo--Woo--"

The island opposite has sounded the alarm. Apparently it has discovered the arrival of the intruder.

A squadron of ten ships sailed over from the side of the island. The two sides were regarded as hostile, and there was no need to say hello, and they directly bombarded each other.

According to the original plan, the mission of the elite fleet was to lure the enemy navy into its own ambush, but now only ten warships were dispatched, which gave Kerwin a headache.

"Fire with full force."

Kerwin only hesitated briefly before issuing a new order. Although the people below had doubts, they still acted according to the order.

According to his idea, only after inflicting pain on the miniature fleet in front of him will the opponent's main fleet come to visit, and then they will act according to the plan.

During this period, Kerwin was also recording the opponent's attack damage, shooting frequency, armor, speed and other data. This was another purpose of his visit.

Although these data are inconspicuous, they can provide reference for Wang Hao's subsequent plans.

The shelling damage is 100 to 120, the ship speed is 250, the armor is about 10, and the durability should be 700-800.

This data is almost twice that of the players present, making it very painful for those in the elite fleet to fight.

"The attack damage of this NPC fleet is high, the rate of fire is not slow, and it runs very fast. It is very difficult to deal with."

Kerwin murmured to himself. In just such a short period of time, he had adjusted the formation twice and moved seven or eight severely damaged ships to the back row.

Having said that, the size of the elite fleet was after all ten times that of the opponent. Even if the hits were low and the damage was weak, they still achieved some good results due to their numerical advantage.

Soon, a French ship emitted black smoke, was enveloped by fire, and immediately began to sink.

"Did you see it? The first ship, did you see it?"

Even at the most intense moment of the battle, Funk did not forget the bet with his opponent. After he personally sent a third-tier ship into the sea, he couldn't help but look to the side with excitement.

Will's face didn't look very good, and he snorted softly, "The battle has just begun. What's the rush? Let's see who can have the last laugh." But the movements in his hands became more and more rapid.

Fink had reason to regard his opponent's words as jealousy, and he became more and more happy. He kept telling himself that he would destroy another ship and let Will see how powerful he was.

"Boss, they retreated!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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