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

Today I'm wearing a crisp lieutenant colonel uniform; the dark blue fabric gleams with a calm sheen under the cool lights of the Star Harbor.

The silver bar and two gold stars on the epaulettes were carefully wiped clean, and no medals were worn on the chest.

This is completely different from the image of the "young hero" covered in honors in federal propaganda.

"Fleet ready, Lieutenant Colonel."

Zhuang Zhixuan stepped forward, saluted, and reported.

Qin Beiwang returned the greeting, his gaze sweeping across the audience.

The main berth area is currently occupied by twenty-seven starships, arranged in a neat wedge formation.

At the very front is the brand-new battleship "Kunlunshan-Remodeled", which is 30 meters longer than the original flagship and has a redesigned armor slope.

It exhibits a matte finish with low detectability on optical sensors.

Below the two iconic "Kaitian" class main guns at the bow, four additional secondary gun arrays have been added.

Behind them were four Gale-class cruisers, their streamlined hulls covered with missile launchers and close-in weapon systems.

Following behind were twenty-two Shadowmoon-class destroyers, these small but deadly ships guarding the main force like a pack of wolves.

Each starship had a crew standing in formation on its side.

The two thousand newly recruited soldiers stood at the front row. Most of them were young, and many of them had excitement and curiosity on their faces.

When Qin Beiwang appeared at the front of the reviewing stand, a slight commotion arose in the ranks.

"That's Lieutenant Colonel Qin..."

"She looks even younger in person than in the videos..."

"He single-handedly destroyed five of the Empire's flagships..."

Whispers cannot travel in a vacuum, but the excitement and adoration could be clearly felt through the soldiers' exchanged glances and slightly forward-leaning postures.

Qin Beiwang stared at them silently for a full ten seconds.

Then he turned on full-band communication.

It wasn't a passionate speech, but rather a cold, stern tone, like reading a battle report.

"Soldiers."

Two words instantly silenced all whispers.

"I've looked at your files."

Qin Beiwang's gaze slowly swept across the front of the queue.

"73% of you are from the rear star system, and this is your first time going to the front line."

41% were new recruits who had just completed basic training and had never actually experienced war.

For most of the remaining people, the battles they experienced were nothing more than driving away a few smuggling boats during border patrols.

His voice was steady, but every word was like an icicle.

"So you're all very excited now."

Because you saw the brand-new starship, saw the 'heroes' in the trailer, and felt that you were about to become part of the legend.

Qin Beiwang paused for a moment.

"Let me tell you what war is."

He raised his hand and pointed to the back of the queue.

Several old ships that had just completed repairs were moored there, their hulls still bearing traces of battle.

The Lightning has a 100-meter-long melt-through scar on its side armor, left by a direct hit from the Imperial plasma cannon.

The other cruiser's engine compartment hull was covered in dents, marks left by missile fragments.

"War is like the three hundred officers and soldiers on that cruiser next to you, whose lives were taken by the vacuum and low temperature within thirty seconds after the shields overloaded."

It is the predecessor of this new destroyer under your feet. It was broken in half during the Battle of Agbart. When the reactor exploded, the entire ship turned into a cloud of metallic steam with a diameter of fifty kilometers.

Even the body couldn't be found.

The audience was completely silent.

The young soldiers' faces began to turn pale.

"War is when you press the main gun fire button, you must be aware that you are ending hundreds of lives on another ship."

Those people are just like you, with families and dreams, only they wear different military uniforms.

"When your bridge is breached, you have to watch your comrades be vaporized by the beam, and then continue operating the control panel, because the battle isn't over yet."

Qin Beiwang took a step forward.

"There are no heroes in war."

There are only survivors and the dead.

And the only reason you're standing here now.

We need more survivors to turn more enemies into the dead.

He shut down full-band communications and switched to an encrypted channel that only officers could receive.

"Captains, bring your men aboard."

Three hours later, the first round of live-fire exercises began.

I want to see coordinated firepower, emergency maneuver, and damage control.

Based on real battlefield standards.

Whoever's crew makes a mistake, and whose ship suffers the highest "battle damage," will receive an extra eight hours of training tomorrow.

The order has been issued.

The queue began to disperse in an orderly manner, but the atmosphere had completely changed.

The excitement and commotion from before vanished without a trace, replaced by a heavy solemnity tinged with genuine fear.

Zhuang Zhixuan walked to Qin Beiwang's side and whispered.

"Commander, isn't this...too harsh?"

They were, after all, new recruits.

"Only new recruits need to know the truth."

Qin Beiwang watched the young soldiers' backs as they boarded the ship.

"False expectations will kill them on the battlefield, and they will also kill their comrades."

He turned and walked toward the passageway leading to the dock area.

"Let's go take a look at our new ship."

The interior of Kunlun Mountain - which has been remodeled, is just as brand new as its exterior.

Qin Beiwang walked in the main passageway, with anti-static alloy grilles under his feet and neatly arranged pipeline interfaces and emergency panels on the walls on both sides.

The lighting system has been replaced with soft, cool white light, which ensures brightness without being glaring.

The air circulation system is almost silent, leaving only a very slight hum.

"The ship's structure has been strengthened by 15%."

Chief Engineer Wu Tao, who accompanied them, explained.

He was a technical officer in his early fifties.

"The thickness of the main armor belt has been increased, but the weight has been reduced by 8% through new materials."

In addition, we redesigned the energy pipeline layout, reducing the main gun's continuous firing interval from forty-five seconds to thirty-seven seconds.

The group arrived at the bridge.

The changes here are even more significant.

The previously cramped work area has been redesigned to create a more spacious feel.

The main tactical screen has been changed from a single-sided screen to a three-sided wraparound screen, which can display the situation in different areas at the same time.

Each battle station's seat has been equipped with shock absorption and life support systems.

This means that even if the ship is hit, the bridge crew has a higher chance of survival.

"As per your previous request."

Wu Tao pointed to a newly added independent compartment behind the bridge.

"We have added a tactical analysis center."

Six quantum processors can run battlefield simulations independently without consuming main system resources.

Qin Beiwang nodded, walked to the captain's seat, and placed his hand on the armrest.

The seat automatically adjusts its height and angle to fit his body shape.

"very good."

Qin Beiwang said, then changed the subject.

"But that's not enough."

Wu Tao was stunned for a moment.

"What the lieutenant colonel means is..."

"I need several special types of ships."

Qin Beiwang brought up the holographic design interface and began sketching quickly.

"The first type is a high-speed reconnaissance ship."

Avoid heavy firepower, avoid thick armor, and even shields can be weakened.

All the mass and energy saved should be put into the engine and sensors.