It is people who decide the war, but people are also sacrificed on the battlefield. Bian Ge understands the truth, and everyone understands it, but understanding is one thing, and feeling unhappy is another.
525 on the screen was still walking alone. Qi Haifeng pointed a finger and the screen quickly zoomed out, returning to the entire battlefield from a corner of the battlefield.
Everyone's eyes fell on the home screen, each focusing on different locations.
The human fighter groups were still engaged in a fierce battle with the alien fighters, but everyone immediately discovered that the number of human fighters on the screen was much less than before, while the number of alien fighters had not changed significantly.
"What's going on?" Bian Ge was shocked and angry. He couldn't believe it was true no matter what.
Qi Haifeng's eyes were deep: "There are too many alien fighters."
The encounter of the 525 fleet is just a microcosm of the battlefield. If you look away and cast your eyes on the entire battlefield, you will find that similar situations are constantly happening. Many teams are drinking in fierce confrontations. Can they really be destroyed like the 525?
The rarity of enemy ships.
Aren’t the pilots at the front working hard? Of course not.
Aren’t the pilots at the front brave? Of course not.
Aren’t the pilots at the front fighting hard? Of course not.
The brave pilots have done everything they can, but manpower is sometimes poor. The warriors' succession can only prove that mankind is still unyielding, but cannot stop the rolling alien fleet.
More and more human fighter planes are dying in fierce confrontations. The vast majority of pilots cannot escape the pursuit of aliens, and only a few lucky ones have the chance to escape from the battlefield.
The more serious problem is that there are too few rescue aircraft. There are even fewer rescue aircraft that can avoid the enemy. They can contact the rescue aircraft in time and even fewer can return to the mother ship smoothly.
Despite this, as long as the pilots return to the mothership, they will immediately board another fighter plane and take off again, continuing to engage in the deteriorating battle - cowards without such courage do not need to contact the rescue aircraft at all, just
When you lose contact, you can continue to float outside without having to engage in another round of battle.
However, regardless of China or the base group, all officers and soldiers who go to the battlefield know that this fleet is the last home of mankind, and behind the fleet is the earth. This battle is not only a battle between the enemy and ourselves, but also a battle between two races.
The battle for fate.
Without the determination to die, one would not set foot on a battleship.
If you don't have the determination to die, you won't be able to fly in and out of a fighter plane.
There is no determination to die, let alone face the brutal enemy.
However, courage cannot destroy any enemy planes. There are fewer and fewer fighter planes on the human side. Even if one human fighter plane can kill three or even five enemy planes, it still cannot reverse the tipping balance.
The coalition forces have been trying to use nuclear bombs to save the situation, but they can't achieve much results by using nuclear bombs to attack enemy aircraft, and they can't break through the blockade of alien aircraft groups by attacking warships.
Moreover, once nuclear bombs are used, the radar will be strongly interfered by electromagnetic pulses, significantly reducing the fighter's combat capabilities.
At the critical moment, a large number of fighter planes suddenly flew out of the space carrier. After breaking away from the battleship, they immediately rushed to the battlefield...
Ye Han subconsciously exclaimed: "Drone?"
The drones equipped by the military are very similar to ordinary fighter planes, but a discerning person can see the difference between the two at a glance.
Bian Ge was stunned: "Didn't you say it can't be used?"
"There's probably nothing we can do." Qi Haifeng said, "There are only so many pilots..."
Halfway through his words, he couldn't speak any more.
There are no less than 1,500 pilots on our side participating in the war, but how many are still alive until now? How could the fleet send drones with huge hidden dangers if there was no other way?
"Isn't it impossible to control it remotely?"
Qi Haifeng blinked hard: "The drone can also fly according to the program, fully automatically."
Ye Han said: "In the current battlefield environment, except for program-controlled drones, it is impossible to fly."
"Is that possible?"
"I don't know." Qi Haifeng said, "No one has done this before. This is the first time."
A large number of drones entered the battlefield, and a voice suddenly came from the command channel: "Attention, everyone, withdraw immediately..."
The order was issued, but very few pilots actually carried it out.
Some of them were entangled by the enemy and could not evacuate at all, some were so red-eyed that they did not want to evacuate at all, and some were in a communication blind spot and simply did not receive the order.
Not long after, a swarm of drones rushed into the battlefield. The drones with sufficient ammunition immediately captured the enemy aircraft and launched missiles. In just half a minute, all the missiles on the aircraft were shot down.
Next, it entered dogfight mode, and the drones collided with the swarm of fearless alien aircraft.
Although the drones are driven by programs, the programs are loaded with the essence of tactics accumulated by humans over decades. They fly and flip, sometimes rushing alone, sometimes cooperating with each other, and for a while they are on a par with alien aircraft groups.
The command channel once again issued a retreat order. This time the order was issued not only to the fighters fighting on the front line, but also to the 011-class battleship group serving as the second line of defense.
After receiving the order, the fleet did not evacuate immediately, but insisted on staying in place to cover the evacuation of the fighter planes.
With the control of drones, the remaining fighter planes finally got rid of the enemy aircraft. Some of the fighter planes even picked up their ejected comrades when they evacuated.
After the fleet crossed the front line formed by Level 011, Level 011 also began to retreat.
Everyone was silent as they looked at the withdrawing fighter planes on the screen.
There were 1,400 to 500 aircraft at the time of departure, but now the total number of aircraft returned is less than 200. At least half of them returned to the battlefield after crashing.
The sorrow in Bian Ge's eyes could not be concealed: "Is this a defeat?"
Qi Hai said in a lonely voice: "It should be... the battle has reached this point, there is no point in persisting anymore, it's better to save some strength..."
The fight is brutal and brave enough, but in that case, the earth will be finished. Although retreating at this time is very frustrating, it can preserve the last bit of vitality for mankind.
Bian Ge put aside his head and refused to look at the screen: "I knew this battle was not going to be easy, but I didn't expect to lose so quickly and so miserably."
The interceptor fleet has destroyed at least more than 400 alien warships, but what about now? It has destroyed no less than a few thousand enemy aircraft, but there are only 30 to 50 enemy ships at most. The main force of the enemy is still there, but our own fleet is
The successor is weak.
It's not that Bian Ge is pessimistic, but that the aliens have mastered the flight rules of drones. The drones that were able to compete with alien fighters just now suffered heavy losses and were no longer able to resist the alien fleet. After a while, the last one
A drone was blown up in the air.
The battlefield fell into a brief silence, and then some alien fighters returned to the mothership, but more alien fighters reorganized and pounced menacingly on the shrinking human fleet.
This paragraph is really difficult to write, it takes a lot of brainpower, it is limited by my level, and many of the things I want to think about cannot be converted into words.
