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

Qin Beiwang looked at her quietly.

Then he gave an order that stunned the entire bridge.

"Release the full spectrum of the Phantom-7 smoke."

The coverage area is a spherical airspace with a radius of 500,000 kilometers, centered on the seventh jump point.

Execute immediately.

Within three seconds of the order being issued, the communication channel fell into complete silence.

Immediately following, an angry roar from the Uranus fleet flagship, the Ironspine, nearly shattered the communicator:

"Qin Beiwang!"

You're fucking insane!

Zhao Rui's voice was completely distorted by his rage.

"Should we release the smoke now?"

Do you think I'm blind?

Where should I aim my cannon now?

Where would it crash into?

However, the launch procedure for the Pluto fleet has already been initiated.

Thirty-six special launch tubes were simultaneously opened from the flanks of the Kunlunshan, Scorpion, and four cruisers.

There was no fire, no roar.

Only thirty-six jet-black cylinders were gently launched, slowly rotating in the void as they glided toward their designated coordinates.

Ten seconds later, they exploded at the same time.

It wasn't an explosion, it was a "bloom".

Each projectile splits into tens of thousands of nanoscale units, which rapidly unfold into micrometer-scale sheets in a vacuum.

The surface of the thin sheet is covered with complex absorbing materials and optical camouflage layers, while the edges are equipped with micro-thrusters that allow them to autonomously adjust their distribution density as if they were alive.

More importantly, these units maintain precise coordination through quantum entanglement.

They can monitor the surrounding light, electromagnetic waves, and gravitational gradient in real time.

Then, they collectively adjust their posture and reflectivity to create a dynamic, full-spectrum masking effect.

Within thirty seconds, a gray-black "fog wall" began to form around the seventh jump point.

In fifty seconds, the fog wall had spread to a radius of 200,000 kilometers.

One minute and twenty seconds, the entire seventh jump point.

The 24 starships of the Uranus and Pluto fleets were all shrouded in this man-made darkness.

From the outside, it looks like an absolute black hole that suddenly appeared in deep space.

It does not reflect any light, does not leak any electromagnetic signals, and even gravity detectors can only report an "abnormally smooth" space.

Inside the bridge of the Iron Spine, Zhao Rui slammed his fist on the control panel, creating a shallow dent in the alloy panel.

"They're all fucking blind!"

He stared at the glaring red area on the main tactical screen that represented "sensor failure," his eyes bloodshot.

"Thermal detection is zero, optical detection is zero, quantum radar echo... it's all noise!"

"I can't even see where my own wingman is right now!"

Even more deadly, in the last second before the smoke completely closed, the sensors detected that the seven Imperial heavy ships had rushed within 10,000 kilometers.

This distance is practically hand-to-hand combat distance in space warfare.

But now, they've disappeared.

It's as if it never existed.

"commander……"

Lieutenant Li Wen's voice was dry.

"What do we do now?"

Zhao Rui did not answer.

He just stared intently out the observation window.

That place should have been a starry sky, but now there is only pure, chilling darkness.

Even the light of distant stars was completely swallowed up by that eerie layer of smoke.

He could imagine those seven Imperial heavy cruisers.

Under the cover of smoke, they were like seven ferocious beasts lurking in the night, silently rushing towards his defenses.

His fleet, however, was blind.

On the bridge of the Imperial Glory.

After his initial shock, Wells burst into a near-manic laugh.

"Ha ha ha ha!

God helps me too!

"This is truly a stroke of luck!"

He pointed to the gray-black area on the tactical screen that represented the smoke zone and laughed until tears streamed down his face.

"That Qin Beiwang... that bottom-of-the-barrel good-for-nothing!"

I had previously thought that he was the one who had used a cruiser to mislead us in order to annihilate the Dragon Lizard fleet.

Now it seems I was wrong!

What did he think he was doing?

To cover their own retreat?

As a result, the entire battlefield turned into a blind man fighting a blind man!

The adjutant asked cautiously.

"Commander, could this be a trap?"

The Federation may have placed something inside...

"What should we arrange?"

"Set up an ambush that even their own people can't see?"

Wells wiped his eyes, his smile full of sarcasm.

"Once this full-spectrum smoke is released, people inside will be just as blind as those outside!"

Their only reliance is on pre-set fixed coordinates.

But we're exercising right now! They don't even know where we are!

He became more and more excited as he talked.

"Order the entire fleet! Maintain formation and charge into the smoke zone at full speed!"

Using the smoke as cover, we passed through the seventh jump point!

By the time the main force of Ironfist caught up, we had already crossed the seventh jump point and were heading towards our defense zone!

Wells' smile remained unchanged.

"We have 65 ships, they have 24, and our heavy-duty ships have already reached within 10,000 kilometers!"

"At this distance, you could run right through it with your eyes closed!"

The order was conveyed amidst ecstasy.

The entire Wells Squadron, with the Brown Bear and Fire Fox heavy vanguard, the Poison Spider and Ranger midline, and the direct fleet all accelerating together.

Like a giant steel centipede, it was preparing to plunge headlong into the all-consuming darkness.

Wells muttered to himself.

"Qin Beiwang, Qin Beiwang... I should thank you."

Thank you for giving us a final chance to live through your foolishness.

On the bridge of the Unyielding, Yang Shao saw the area of ​​smoke that had suddenly appeared.

He was stunned for a moment, then let out a long sigh of relief.

"This kid... finally listened to advice."

His voice carried a sense of relief and exhaustion.

The chief of staff walked over, his expression complex.

"Commander, do you believe Major Qin released the smoke to cover his retreat?"

"Otherwise what?"

Yang Shao pointed to the tactical screen.

"Now the entire seventh jump point area has become an information black hole, where people inside cannot see outside, and people outside cannot see inside."

This is the best cover for retreat. Wells wouldn't dare to pursue while completely blind; instead, he would take the opportunity to escape.

Qin Beiwang can use the smoke to his advantage and quietly withdraw with the Uranus fleet to rendezvous with us.

He paused, then his tone turned approving.

"Although it was risky, at least we weren't foolish enough to use 24 starships to fight against 65 starships."

Knowing when to advance and when to retreat is a sign of a mature commander.

"So now we..."

"accelerate."

Yang Shao gave the order.

"The entire fleet is to abandon its original assault formation and instead launch a full-scale attack!"

"While the Welsh fleet is distracted by the smoke, we'll apply external pressure and try to devour their tail!"

Commands are conveyed.

The engines of all 49 Federation capital ships roared to life, and the entire fleet, like a giant broom, surged toward the Wells fleet at full speed.

Yang Shao stared into the darkness, secretly making plans in his mind.

Once Qin Beiwang has withdrawn, once the two fleets have regrouped, once their formations have been reorganized...

At that point, Wells would either have to use the smoke to escape or risk a jump.

Although it was impossible to annihilate the enemy completely, taking out their rear fleet was still a pretty good result!