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

Although the other officers on the bridge did not speak, some of them also showed similar emotions in their eyes.

Qin Beiwang's rapid promotion and preferential treatment in terms of resources have indeed attracted a lot of criticism and tacit resentment among some traditional officers in the Federation.

After listening to the adjutant's complaints, Nie Xinghe slowly turned around.

His face showed no anger, only a calmness that came from having weathered many storms.

"Are you done talking?"

His tone was flat.

Zhou Junfeng stiffened his neck and didn't say anything more, but his face still showed resentment.

Nie Xinghe took in the grumbling of his adjutant Zhou Junfeng and the similar emotions revealed in the eyes of some of the surrounding officers.

He didn't reprimand the ordinary soldiers directly; instead, he turned around, faced the crowd, and spoke in a low voice, but with the weighty, composed tone characteristic of a fleet commander.

"Enough with the grumbling."

His gaze swept over Zhou Junfeng and the others.

"Soldiers consider obeying orders their sacred duty."

The theater command has issued its orders; our task is to execute them.

Questioning and complaining will not change orders; they will only undermine morale and delay crucial opportunities.

He spoke these words with utmost seriousness and without a doubt.

The whispers and resentment in the bridge quickly subsided, and the officers straightened their backs again.

But only Nie Xinghe himself knew that behind these words, his own heart was not calm.

He is 47 years old this year. He has served in the fleet for 25 years since graduating from military academy. He has experienced more than a dozen battles, large and small, and fought his way up from a trainee officer to a senior colonel who commands a main force fleet.

The next step up is the Brigadier General, symbolizing a general star, a true high-ranking commander capable of independently commanding a mother-class fleet and overseeing a star system.

This is the goal he has strived for for many years, a step that hangs over his head, seemingly within reach yet always just out of reach.

And now, a 22-year-old "junior" whose military service may not even be as long as his service time on some of his ships.

Not only is he about to be promoted to lieutenant colonel due to his amazing combat achievements, but he has also been promoted to commander of a graded fleet.

It even has an interplanetary carrier.

In just a few months, Qin Beiwang accomplished what Nie Xinghe had accomplished in twenty-five years, and even surpassed him in terms of position and actual power.

To say that one's heart is completely undisturbed, without the slightest ripple of emotion or any complex feelings, would be a lie.

As human beings, we will make comparisons, feel resentful, and have fleeting thoughts of "why should I?"

Qualifications, experience, years of steady and solid work... these traditional values ​​seem somewhat pale and powerless in the face of the opponent's rocket-like rise and dazzling achievements.

But Nie Xinghe was even more aware of his identity and responsibilities.

He was the commander of the Flame Demon Fleet and the backbone of these thousands of officers and soldiers.

Everyone below was watching him; his emotions and attitude would directly affect the morale of the entire fleet and the determination to carry out the mission.

Personal emotions that are not meant to be shared with outsiders must be firmly locked in one's heart, crushed and digested, and must not be revealed in the slightest in the face of the duties of the army and the needs of the war situation.

He couldn't complain as freely as Zhou Junfeng.

He must demonstrate absolute obedience, professionalism, and a strong sense of the big picture.

Forcibly suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, Nie Xinghe's face regained its usual calmness and decisiveness.

He ignored the subtle fluctuations and turned to walk towards the command platform.

"Communications Officer!"

He gave the order clearly.

"Connect to the command channels of the Snow Leopard, Divine Arrow, and Flying Cavalry fleets. Encryption level: highest."

Communication was established a few seconds later.

"I am Nie Xinghe."

Following the latest instructions from the Wan Shi Starfield Theater Command, the missions of our unit and your unit's four fleets have been changed.

Immediately end the current state and form a spear assault formation with 'Flame Demon' as the vanguard, 'Snow Leopard' on the left flank, 'Divine Arrow' on the right flank, and 'Horse Cavalry' as the rearguard.

Target: Outer perimeter of the Savannah system, L-5 warning line.

Speed: Second fastest.

Mission: Advance into the Savannah system and seek opportunities to rendezvous with the friendly Pluto fleet.

"All ships, execute immediately."

Maintain uninterrupted communication and keep abreast of enemy situation and flight route information.

The command was concise and powerful, transmitted via encrypted channels to the other three friendly fleets.

There was no fluff, no questioning, just pure task communication.

After cutting off communications, Nie Xinghe looked at the friendly fleet markings that were beginning to adjust their course and converge on the tactical screen, and then glanced at the point of light representing the Savannah system on the distant star map.

He completely suppressed his personal emotions and devoted himself entirely to the role of commander.

at the same time.

Federal Joint Staff, Supreme Strategic Simulation Hall.

Inside the huge circular hall, the light was soft, but the atmosphere was so solemn it was almost frozen.

Seated around the long table surrounding the central holographic star map were all high-ranking generals with gold epaulets and silver stars on their shoulders.

Their faces were either resolute, calm, or scarred by the years; every wrinkle seemed to record the smoke of a battle.

Their decisions are enough to influence the fate of the entire star system.

They are currently conducting a frantic simulation.

After all, the information submitted by the FCB was truly astonishing.

They simply couldn't fathom how the Pluto fleet had managed to produce such a battle report.

This is absolutely unbelievable.

Based on their calculations, it would be almost impossible for them to detect the movements of the Imperial fleet without being discovered.

Even figuring out how to break through the Savannah system has become a problem.

Once they are caught by the Obsidian Fleet, they will face encirclement and annihilation from the Bloodblade Fleet and the Iron Curtain Fleet.

Even with two T5-class battleships, a star carrier, and a thousand Swift fighters.

Even when surrounded by an Imperial fleet of nearly three hundred starships, they would be wiped out by sheer numbers.

The intense tactical simulations reached a stalemate, and the atmosphere in the hall grew increasingly tense as no matter how hard they were simulated, the results could not be replicated.

At this moment, General Lü Yanlin, the chief of staff who was sitting to one side of the main seat and in charge of maintaining order in the meeting, raised his hand and gently but clearly patted the smooth alloy tabletop.

"Gentlemen!"

His voice was calm and steady, carrying the implication of ending the argument.

"Tactical simulations can be explored in more detail later."

Now, we need to review and formulate preliminary opinions on the proposal of General Wen Tingtao, Commander of the Wanshi Starfield Theater—regarding the promotion of Lieutenant Colonel Qin Beiwang and the suggestion for fleet expansion.

This concerns frontline morale, resource allocation, and... the training and development of future senior commanders in our Federation.

His gaze swept over his colleagues on either side of the long table, their epaulets gleaming.

As soon as the words were spoken, General Ruan Xingwei, a veteran with four general stars on his shoulders, a serious face, and deep nasolabial folds, spoke first.

His voice was loud and clear, carrying the distinctive air of a seasoned soldier who valued tradition and order.

"Chief of Staff Lü, it is understandable that Commander Wen is so eager to recruit talent."

Qin Beiwang's victory in this battle was indeed astonishing.