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

Every second of delay

Wells's direct fleet could then extend the distance by 17 kilometers.

Each ship lost adds at least 30 seconds for the Federation fleet to adjust its firepower and relock targets.

In the fifth minute, only three ships in the Dragon Lizard fleet remained in battle.

One of the Raider-class ships was riddled with holes and all its main guns were out of commission, but it was still firing with its remaining close-in weapon systems.

In the sixth minute, the penultimate destroyer, attempting to ram the Thunder, was blasted into metallic steam by the concentrated fire of six Shadowmoon-class destroyers.

Seven minutes in, the last Raider-class destroyer.

After the shield became completely overloaded, it chose to self-destruct the reactor.

The explosion briefly illuminated the entire battlefield, like a desolate funeral firework display.

All nine starships were sunk in the battle.

"Should we give chase?" Li Zhen asked through the communication channel.

Qin Beiwang stared at the receding red dot on the 3D star map and remained silent for two seconds.

"No."

He finally said.

"Don't pursue a cornered enemy. Besides..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

At that very moment, the sensor array detected three new signals rapidly approaching from behind the battlefield.

Azimuth: 355°.

Angle of depression: +2.

Distance: 8 million kilometers.

Quantity: Three.

Energy characteristics: One battleship-class ship and two cruiser-class ships.

"Unidentified vessel detected approaching!"

On the bridge of the Kunlunshan, the sensor supervisor's voice was tense.

The atmosphere inside the bridge instantly became tense.

A fierce battle has just ended, and everyone is on high alert.

The sudden appearance of three unidentified ships caused the officers to instinctively grip the control console.

"Main gun charging ready."

Qin Beiwang's voice was calm, but carried an undeniable decisiveness.

"If the enemy is hostile, destroy the flagship immediately."

"Energy reading analysis in progress..."

The sensor supervisor operates quickly.

"Battleship type matching... [Scorpion-class]?"

Wait, that's ours...

A familiar call sign suddenly appeared on the communication channel.

The battleship USS Scorpion is calling the Kunlun Mountain.

Identification code: TF-102.

[Repeated, identification code: TF-102.]

Inside the bridge, everyone was stunned.

TF-2.

The prefix for the identification code of the Iron Fist Sub-Fleet's directly subordinate fleet.

The battleship USS Scorpion was a battleship directly under the command of the Iron Fist Squadron.

"It's the Scorpion!"

Zhuang Zhixuan let out a long sigh of relief and almost collapsed into the chair.

"It's a battleship from Commander Yang's direct fleet!"

The tense atmosphere instantly dissipated, replaced by an absurd sense of relief.

Just moments ago they were on high alert, preparing to fight an unidentified fleet, only to discover that it was their own commander who had arrived.

Qin Beiwang stared at the three blue dots on the tactical screen that were slowing down and approaching, his lips twitching slightly.

The battleship USS Scorpion, and two Scorpion-class cruisers.

This setup... is clearly a backup plan left by Commander Yang Shao.

Clearly, the other party didn't trust him, this "young master," and deliberately arranged for someone to follow him.

In case something goes wrong.

They can step in immediately.

The bridge of the USS Scorpion.

Captain Ran Shaohua stood in front of the tactical screen, repeatedly checking the battlefield data that had just been synchronized from the Pluto Squadron.

He was in his early forties, with graying strands in his short hair and a minor scar on his cheek from a time when he was younger.

At that moment, the scar twitched slightly as he pressed his lips together.

"Is it confirmed?"

His voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

"Confirming three times, Captain."

The tactician's voice was also low, filled with an incredulous awe.

"All twelve starships of the Dragon Lizard Fleet have been confirmed sunk."

The flagship USS Salamander was destroyed by the main guns of the Kunlun Mountain at a distance of two million kilometers.

The other eight ships were destroyed one by one by the Thunder and six Shadowmoon-class destroyers within fifteen minutes.

Ran Shaohua's finger swiped across the red icons on the screen that were marked "destroyed".

Behind each icon is a starship several kilometers long and hundreds of Imperial soldiers.

He recalled the intelligence assessment of the Dragon Lizard Fleet; although it was a second-line force, its commander, Gore Victor, was a veteran defensive warfare expert.

In theory, to completely annihilate such a fleet, at least two times the manpower and three times the firepower would be needed, and one should be prepared to suffer more than 30% casualties.

The Pluto fleet... used only eight ships.

Although the Pluto fleet's starships are all advanced T5 and T4 level.

However, considering that the commander is still a greenhorn.

Eight ships against twelve, all annihilated with zero losses.

This record is something to brag about.

"Attention all ships."

His voice was clear and firm.

"Effective immediately, the Scorpion and the two Scorpion-class cruisers will be temporarily placed under the command of Major Qin Beiwang of the Pluto Fleet."

All operational orders shall be issued from the Kunlunshan. Understand?

The bridge was completely silent.

The officers looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock, but no one raised any objections.

Because they had just read the battle report.

Eight against twelve, annihilated with zero losses.

Such a record is enough to silence any doubts.

"Communications Officer".

Ran Shaohua said.

"Get me the Kunlun Mountain."

On the bridge of the Kunlunshan, Qin Beiwang looked at Ran Shaohua's face on the holographic screen and felt slightly surprised.

"Captain Ran."

He nodded in acknowledgment.

"Captain Qin."

Ran Shaohua's expression was serious and formal.

"The battleship USS Scorpion and two Scorpion-class cruisers, USS Flame Scorpion and USS Water Scorpion."

Effective immediately, it will be temporarily placed under the command of the Pluto Fleet.

Please provide instructions.

The expressions of Zhuang Zhixuan and the others behind Qin Beiwang were quite interesting.

They still remembered a few days earlier, when Qin Beiwang arrived late due to a hangover and was severely criticized by Yang Shao at the war meeting.

No one in the entire Iron Fist Fleet respected this "Marshal's son".

Now, the same person not only annihilated an enemy fleet, but also forced the captain of another main battleship to voluntarily relinquish command.

Nothing in life is more unpredictable than this.

"Thank you for your support, Captain Ran."

Qin Beiwang did not refuse; he knew this was not the time to be modest.

"Then, as the commander of the Pluto Fleet, I accept command of the Scorpion formation."

Now, please synchronize the real-time status data of your three starships.

It's currently syncing.

A few seconds later, three more blue dots appeared on the 3D star map.

The dark blue triangle representing the USS Scorpion, and the light blue dots representing the two Scorpion-class cruisers.

The system quickly analyzed the status of the three ships:

[Scorpion: Tier 4 battleship, main weapon system integrity 92%, shield strength 87%, engine efficiency 95%]

【Flame Scorpion: Tier 3 cruiser, in good condition】

[USS Scorpion: Tier 3 cruiser, in good condition]

Three new forces.

Moreover, although the Scorpion was not as advanced as the Kunlun Mountain, as a battleship, its firepower projection capability and endurance combat capability far exceeded those of cruisers and destroyers.

Qin Beiwang quickly calculated in his mind.

With these three additions, he now has 14 starships available.

One T5-class battleship, one T4-class battleship, four cruisers, six destroyers, and two reconnaissance ships.