Chapter Four Hundred and Thirty: The First Contact
Time jumps back to three days ago.
The front line of the war between the Human Federation and Wynn Civilization.
Look at the various strategic points displayed on the screen.
Ryan Haind's face showed a very satisfied look.
His identity is the commander of the Human Federation's First Fleet and the third commander-in-chief of this war.
As for the first two terms?
Of course they all died.
In the early days of the war, the first commander made a major strategic mistake and fell directly into the enemy's encirclement and became a martyr.
Although the second commander acted steadily and made no mistakes, he was not very lucky and died in an assassination attempt by the enemy.
It seems that the situation of the Human Federation is very bad.
But if you look at it from another perspective, in this battle, five commanders-in-chief of the Wynn people have died, so the problem faced by mankind does not seem to be that big.
The Human Federation currently has 5,471 colonial stars and a total population of a little over 19 trillion. The Wynn people currently have 3,255 colonial stars and a total population of a little over 13 trillion.
The ratio of damage to both sides in this war has gradually stabilized, and is approximately 1 human: 1.3 Wynns.
Therefore, the victory of the Human Federation can already be seen with the naked eye.
The energy consumed can kill the opponent!
The biggest question is whether the enemy will fight to the end and how much loss we will suffer to win the spoils.
In order to avoid excessive losses, Lane has ordered strategic spies hidden within the Wynn people to release various public opinion information, inducing enemies who are gradually becoming disadvantaged, and causing various internal disputes.
To this end, he also made many promises to the other party's traitor.
For example: helping them carry out territorial autonomy and other matters in the future.
As for these promises, those guys have no doubts. After all, a divided Wynn civilization is really beneficial to the human federation. Therefore, those guys are also quite dedicated in creating civil strife, and their role is even far beyond Ryan's original imagination.
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Now, looking at the screen, the front lines have been pushed a little further.
Some scattered thoughts flashed through Ryan's mind.
It's all about the distribution of benefits after the war.
The Human Federation is now basically certain of victory, so the various benefits after victory have also affected the minds of many people.
As the defeated party, the Huai'en people would inevitably pay compensation for a large amount of territory or materials.
So how to distribute?
First of all, as a military representative and commander-in-chief of the war, Lane must be one of the decision-makers.
In this way, he has to think about what benefits he should strive for in advance.
He no longer cares about conventional supplies or money.
His family has more than ten planetary governors, what kind of thing is missing?
So, military merit?
Looking to go further?
Federation Vice-President? Or Direct Federation Chairman?
Their terms of office last for more than ten years.
This is really a difficult choice...
Think of this.
A smile appeared on Ryan's face unconsciously.
The troubles of happiness are always so boring and boring, but they make people indulge in them.
At this time, a subordinate next to him came over and reported: "Sir, there are subspace fluctuations in the center of the battlefield!"
Hearing this, the look on Ryan's face became serious again.
As the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, he knew very well that during this time period, there would be no reinforcements from the Human Federation.
So he asked seriously: "Is it the enemy's reinforcements?"
Due to his professional training, even if victory is in sight? He will not be careless at this time.
The adjutant answered truthfully: "Based on the energy signal, it's not the Wynn people's spaceship? It's another civilization? There are about ten spaceships."
After listening to this, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and roughly understood the situation.
In his opinion, the other party was probably just a small fleet of an alien race that was unlucky and took the wrong path? So he directly ordered:
"Before they come out? Send them an expulsion signal and tell them that this is a battlefield and irrelevant people are not allowed to come in!"
After saying that, he didn't care about anything else.
Does ten spaceships count?
There are millions of ships in this battlefield!
It's fine if you leave obediently, but what if you don't leave?
At most, it will just result in the death of a few more unlucky people.
Got an order from a superior? The adjutant immediately nodded and accepted the order, wanting to pass on the information.
Let those spaceships go.
But? Soon, he discovered something unusual.
The speed of those spaceships? Abnormally fast.
In less than half a minute, they came out of the subspace!
You know, making a space jump through subspace and returning to the physical universe is a delicate job. Even the best spacecraft in the Human Federation requires tens of minutes or even hours of advance preparation.
If there is a slight mistake in the middle, the spaceship will get stuck in the gap in space, and the ship will be destroyed and everyone will die!
But those spaceships of unknown origin are not like this.
Their efficiency far exceeds the scope of the existing technology of human civilization.
Subconsciously, a possibility appeared in the adjutant's mind.
'Advanced civilization?'
Thinking of this, he immediately wanted to report the information.
But reality did not give him this opportunity.
Before he could reach the commander's side, a huge explosion sounded in his ears.
That was in the nearby area, and there was the sound of a battleship being destroyed.
He looked over in panic, and saw directly next to the main ship where he was, a frigate that had turned into a huge fireball.
Fierce flames are burning above, and countless fragments are constantly floating in the universe.
Scenes like this appeared thousands of times on the battlefield at the same time.
Not only the human federation, but also the Wynn fleet also suffered some losses.
In the central area of the battlefield, a blank area was directly cleared.
The space battleships from both sides that were originally there and engaged in fierce battles were all destroyed in an instant.
Finally, under the joint gaze of everyone on both sides.
Twelve red metal battleships with a length of more than ten kilometers and looking like enlarged speedboats with two pairs of metal gliders on each side jumped out of the subspace.
Their streamlined outer armor is covered with various hollow reliefs. Each deck can be said to be a huge metal painting, and when they are combined together, they function as a psychic shield.
Underneath, a fascinating and magnificent color bloomed.
Compared to a battleship, this is what this weapon should be called.
Their existence is more like some kind of great and sacred artwork.
Just existing there, the millions of space battleships from the Human Federation and Wynn Civilization around them have become inconspicuous and pitiful foils.