Starting with God's perspective, how to lose an interstellar war?

Inside the turret, the deafening roar of cannons was gone, replaced by the sharp buzzing of energy capacitors charging and discharging and the screams of the overloaded cooling system.

The air was filled with the smell of ozone and burnt metal.

The flashing red alarm light illuminated faces covered in oil and sweat.

"Maintain 95% energy output!"

The heat dissipation pressure is enormous!

Group C transmitter overheat warning!

The operator was an old soldier with old scars on his face, a hoarse voice, and bloodshot eyes staring intently at the energy readings and the tactical screen filled with static.

The young energy coordinator gritted his teeth and worked rapidly on the control panel, trying to direct more coolant to the overheated transmitter array while connecting backup energy capacitors in parallel to the circuit.

His fingers were trembling, and his military uniform was already soaked with cold sweat.

Each full-force shot from the turret caused a slight tremor throughout the structure and a surge in internal temperature.

"Whoosh—Swoosh!"

A precise beam of bright blue light streaked across the sky, and a Griffin fighter jet that was attempting to cut in at an unusual angle exploded in mid-air, turning into a fireball.

A few suppressed gasps echoed from inside the turret.

But the next second, more "griffins" attacked from different directions and at different speeds, like ghosts.

Their T5-level engines and advanced jamming modules make it difficult for the laser turret's fire control system to maintain a stable lock-on.

Even if locked on, the opponent can perform unbelievable maneuvers to evade the laser the instant it is charging.

On the screen, the target lock frequently loses its target, and energy is rapidly depleted with each ineffective shot.

"Too fast! The interference is too strong! The energy can't keep up with the consumption!"

"I can't breathe," the young coordinator cried out in despair, watching the capacitor readings plummet.

"Even if you can't keep up, you have to!"

The gunner roared and rushed to the manual control console. Relying on his experience and intuition, he predicted the enemy aircraft's trajectory and forced out short bursts of fire.

However, laser weapons rely on a continuous energy supply and sophisticated cooling.

Under such high-intensity, overloaded continuous combat, the "Sharp Eye-12" has been pushed to its limits.

The heat dissipation fins were bright red, emitting an ominous dark red glow.

The main energy capacitor emitted a shriek due to overload.

A set of laser emitters experienced a cooling failure, causing the internal crystal array to explode with a "pop," emitting thick smoke.

Just then, a beam of destructive light, a ghastly green color, shot down precisely from its high-altitude orbit without warning, directly hitting the core energy compartment of the "Sharp Eye-12" turret!

Those are the laser cannons on the wings of the Griffin fighter jet.

The terrifying energy, enough to instantly vaporize the warship's armor, melted through the relatively thin top armor of the turret without any hindrance.

The fusion battery and energy capacitor inside the energy capsule were directly detonated!

There was no loud explosion, only an extremely blinding white light that suddenly expanded and engulfed the entire turret.

High-temperature plasma instantly transforms metals, crystals, composite materials, and even the soldiers fighting to the last moment inside them into elementary particles.

When the white light dissipated, only a huge, twisted, melted gap with glass-like edges remained.

"Sharp Eye-12" was silently annihilated.

This is just a microcosm of the tragedies unfolding at hundreds of similar nodes along the Pamir Star orbital defense ring.

three days later.

The office of General Wen Tingtao at the Wanshi Starfield Theater Command.

On the large alloy desk, the red top-secret warning from the FCB still seemed to carry a lingering chill.

At this moment, it was covered by a thick stack of new battle reports, which still almost glowed with the faint light characteristic of electronic documents.

No, that's not a battle report.

It's an obituary. It's a death notice announcing the fall of galaxies one after another.

Wen Tingtao sat in the chair, his back still straight, but his face was terribly gloomy, like a sky filled with tons of leaden clouds before a storm.

With each document he picked up, he increased the pressure with his fingertips, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged slightly.

[Urgent Battle Report: The entire Blue Moon system has fallen. The Centaur fleet, after completely controlling the S780 jump point, completed the elimination of the last resistance forces in the system at 9:00 AM standard time the day before yesterday. Our garrison fleet and orbital defense forces... have been completely wiped out.]

[Urgent Battle Report: The Streamer Star system was declared lost at 3:00 AM standard time yesterday. The vanguard of the Imperial "Ares" fleet has broken through our border defenses, and follow-up fleets are continuously pouring in through the Blue Moon system's jump point. Our reinforcement fleet encountered resistance and failed to arrive in time.]

[Urgent Battle Report: The main colony and key jump point in the Guangsha system were captured by the Imperial fleet, Erebus, at 8:00 AM Standard Time today.]

[Urgent Battle Report: The Myriad Realms System...has fallen. The Imperial Fleet is using Myriad Realms as a springboard to launch attacks on surrounding star systems...]

[Continued Battle Report: In the Shangyu star system, our "Azure Sky" fleet and the main force of the Empire's "Pandora" fleet continue to engage in fierce fighting, and the battle is at a stalemate.]

The "Azure Sky" fleet reports that the enemy's offensive is exceptionally fierce, and they are supported by a large number of electronic warfare ships. Our forces are unable to disengage from the battlefield, nor can they provide effective support in other directions...

Letter after letter, line after line, the cold words were like a red-hot branding iron, burning Wen Tingtao's eyes and even more so his heart.

too fast.

The Empire's offensive was faster than any contingency plan and so ruthless that it disrupted all deployments!

He couldn't understand how two fleets, totaling over 200,000 starships, could have jumped over in such a short time.

His gaze was fixed intently on the star map.

Now, large areas of that area are covered in a blinding imperial red.

First, the Centaur fleet traversed that crazy nebula region and swiftly captured Pamir Star and the S780 jump point.

This move was risky, unconventional, and precise! It directly created a bloody breach in the weakest point of their own defense!

Then, using this stable jump point, the Empire's true heavy hammer—the two complete fleets of "Erebus" and "Ares"—rushed in like a flood bursting its banks.

Without any hesitation, they used their overwhelming numerical superiority and lightning speed to rush straight towards the Streamlight, Grand Mansion, and Myriad Realms surrounding the Blue Moon Galaxy!

72 hours!

In just 72 hours, these three border star systems, which were originally relatively stable and located at each other's corners, collapsed one after another like straws blown down by a strong wind!

The Empire precisely severed the main jump routes from these star systems to the heart of the Federation, not only preventing the rapid arrival of Federation reinforcements from the rear, but also completely disrupting the original defense chain and troop deployment rhythm of the Wan Shi Star Region!

Meanwhile, the "Azure" fleet, which he had placed high hopes on and sent to deter and confront "Pandora," was indeed bogged down in the Shangyu star system.

In retrospect, the "sit-in" by the Pandora fleet in Savannah was a carefully designed decoy!