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

He walked to the tactical console and displayed the coverage area of ​​the reconnaissance ship.

A huge, pale red, semi-transparent arc-shaped area enveloped the front and flanks of the Obsidian main fleet.

"Within this range!"

Colonel Sloan tapped the screen.

"The heat source of any large-scale fleet's fusion engine and gravitational disturbances, even if they are 80 million kilometers away, will absolutely not escape our eyes."

This is equivalent to providing us with a strategic early warning depth of over 2.6 million kilometers.

He looked at the chief of staff, then at Lancaster.

"If Qin Beiwang's fleet dares to split its forces to ambush, or pull off some kind of surprise attack."

Once we enter this alert zone, we have at least forty minutes to react and make adjustments.

Moreover…

Colonel Sloan paused, his tone becoming even more certain.

"According to the continuous contact reports sent back by Emerald and his team, the main movements of the Pluto fleet have consistently matched our previous predictions."

They were stuck behind.

I don't believe any rational commander would suddenly turn their guns around at this moment and abandon a heavily wounded prey at hand.

They turned around and attacked our main force, which was on high alert and had absolute warning time.

This is illogical, and tantamount to suicide.

Lancaster nodded slowly; the deputy commander's analysis aligned with his understanding of battlefield techniques and common sense.

He turned his gaze back to the blue dot on the star chart that represented the main force of Pluto.

"The chief of staff's caution is commendable!"

Lancaster finally spoke, his voice steady.

"But Colonel Sloan has a better point. We have sufficient technological warning range, and Qin Beiwang has no incentive to risk attacking us at this time."

His choice is either to continue the pursuit and try to take out the bait before we can surround him.

Either they sense danger and begin to consider retreating.

His eyes were sharp.

"Order the forward reconnaissance ships to strengthen monitoring of suspicious areas in the surrounding area, but do not venture too far in."

At the same time, urge Bloodblade to speed up!

Main fleet, maintain formation and advance at full speed!

He made a decision.

Based on experience, based on technological confidence, and based on "insight" into the enemy's psychology.

The chief of staff's lips moved, but he ultimately said nothing more; only the worry between his brows deepened.

The Unbreakable Barrier, leading the massive Obsidian main fleet, continued along its predetermined route, resolutely heading towards the designated hunting grounds.

A reconnaissance network spread out in front of them like invisible tentacles, as if everything was under their control.

The Savannah Galaxy, at the edge of the "Ghost Nebula".

The Obsidian Fleet's advanced "Night Owl"-class reconnaissance ships patrolled the outer edge of the nebula like vigilant sentinels.

Their powerful sensor arrays send out various probe beams into that chaotic region churning with ionized gas and cosmic dust, attempting to penetrate that natural electromagnetic fog.

The data that came back was reassuring.

Aside from the inherent energy turbulence, changes in matter density, and some harmless bursts of cosmic rays within the nebula.

No regular fusion reactor features, engine thermal radiation, or significant gravitational disturbances characteristic of a large fleet were found.

Deep within the nebula, there is only a "noise" that conforms to the characteristics of nature.

"Reconnaissance report: No signs of abnormal ship activity were found in the eastern sector of the Ghost Nebula."

Visibility and detection depth are affected by the nebula's material, but it can be confirmed that there are no ambushes near the edge.

The report was relayed back to the Unbreakable Barrier.

Lancaster glanced at the report and stopped paying attention to the nebula.

His attention was completely focused on the Pluto fleet ahead.

They did not slow down, nor were they overly wary of the "safe" nebula that had just been scouted.

The fleet cruised at combat speed, passing over a distance of about 400,000 kilometers from the edge of the nebula.

Just as the main force of the Obsidian Fleet was almost parallel to the edge of the nebula, the moment arrived.

The lifeless, colorful nebula mist was suddenly torn apart by dozens or even hundreds of blinding, thick beams of energy!

It was as if the nebula itself had opened its eyes of vengeance, or as if a silent volcano had suddenly erupted!

More than sixty Federation main starships.

Battleships, heavy cruisers, and destroyers burst forth from behind the churning ionized gas and dust!

Their hulls were still tinged with the faint glow of nebulous matter, as if draped in a dreamlike yet deadly rosy light.

There were no warnings, no tests.

All the Pluto warships that had broken out of the nebula had their main guns flashing with terrifying light as they were fully charged. The missile launch silos were already open, and a dense barrage of warheads locked onto the flanks of the Obsidian fleet that was right next to them!

"Enemy attack! Flanking maneuver! Inside the nebula!"

Inside the bridge of the "Unbreakable Barrier," piercing alarms and terrified screams rang out almost simultaneously!

On the tactical screen, the edge of the previously empty nebula was instantly flooded with a dense, scalp-chilling number of blue cursors!

Those cursors were almost glued to the red markers representing their own fleet!

Lancaster's composure shattered instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and his heart felt as if it were being gripped by an icy hand.

His chief of staff suddenly widened his eyes, while the deputy commander stared blankly in disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

The reconnaissance ship was clearly…

Sloan's words stuck in his throat.

"avoid!

Everyone, take immediate evacuation!

Shield maximum power!

Turn! Turn quickly!

Lancaster, being a seasoned veteran, was only stunned for less than a second before his roar echoed through the command channel.

He understood that the fleet's most vulnerable flank was now completely exposed to the enemy's guns!

But it's too close! The distance is too close!

The Pluto fleet launched its surprise attack from a distance of almost "face to face"!

"Fire!"

Qin Beiwang's icy voice echoed across the bridge of every Pluto warship via the quantum link.

boom--!!!

The vacuum of the universe seemed to tremble from this volley of furious roars!

The first salvo from more than sixty capital ships converged into a destructive torrent that illuminated the entire universe!

High-energy particle beams, plasma, heavy kinetic energy projectiles, and swarms of anti-ship missiles roaring out...

All firepower was not scattered, but rather had extremely clear and concentrated targets.

The largest, most conspicuous, and command and firepower core of the Obsidian Fleet formation.

Those two Imperial-class T5 super battleships were like mobile fortresses.

"Unbreakable Barrier" and "Undying Dignity"!

However, as the Empire's top strategic weapon, the "Imperial" class battleships not only possess terrifying firepower, but also formidable defensive capabilities.

The moment the alarm sounded, the experienced defense chiefs of both ships instinctively raised the multi-layered combined shields to overload, emitting a dazzling, intense light.

Meanwhile, the loyal escort ships around them also maneuvered desperately, trying to use their bodies to shield the main ship from the gunfire.

In an instant, the Pluto fleet unleashed its first devastating salvo!