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

In front of the Federal Parliament building, the vast Victory Square was now a sea of ​​people.

As far as the eye can see, there are only crowds of people and small holographic flags waving.

The crowd of people stretched from the edge of the square all the way to the distant street, and the dark mass of people seemed to have no end in sight.

Some came with their families, some were student groups, some were veterans' associations, and countless citizens of the capital city came spontaneously.

Dozens of large recording platforms from official media outlets, along with numerous privately owned micro-drones, hovered at low altitudes, swarming like bees and transmitting live footage to every corner of the StarNet network.

In the center of the square stands a solemn and majestic monument.

It is shaped like a five-pointed star and is cast entirely from some kind of deep, dark alloy. Its surface is not smooth, but densely covered with countless names precisely engraved with lasers—a list of all the soldiers who have sacrificed their lives to defend the territory and civilization since the founding of the Federation.

Sunlight shines on them, and the names seem to glow faintly in the darkness, silently telling of eternal sacrifice and weight.

At this moment, on the temporary ceremonial platform directly in front of the monument, an elderly man dressed in a crisp, dark blue federal naval admiral's uniform, with six gleaming stars on his shoulders, is standing in front of the loudspeaker.

His voice emanated clearly through the directional sound system that permeated the square. It was not deafening, but it carried a heavy penetrating power, drowning out the subtle noise of the crowd.

He is reading out the commendation order and recounting the achievements of the award recipients.

"...Lieutenant Colonel Qin Beiwang was appointed to command the newly built 'Pluto' sub-class fleet during the border conflict of the Elvira system. He launched a decisive attack and, with his outstanding tactics and fearless courage, annihilated the Imperial Wells class fleet, showing his initial prowess and stabilizing the war situation."

The old man's voice was steady, but every word struck the hearts of the listeners like a heavy hammer.

"Subsequently, in a special operations operation deep into the Savannah system under Imperial control, Colonel Qin Beiwang led his troops to fight against overwhelming odds and maneuver with great skill."

He raised his voice slightly:

"They severely damaged the Empire's main force, the Obsidian Tier 5 Fleet, within the inner star system!"

"Subsequently, during the ensuing battle, they severely damaged the vanguard forces of the Blood Blade and Iron Curtain fleets, which had come to their aid!"

"Furthermore, with a precise strike, the Empire's key logistical hub in Savannah—the outer orbital base of Langkawi—was completely destroyed!"

The square was completely silent, save for the general's voice echoing through the cold reflection of the monument.

The old man took a deep breath, a barely perceptible tremor flashing in his eyes, and continued reciting the most impactful part:

"Ultimately, in a desperate situation where the Empire mobilized four tiered fleets—megalodon, deep-sea jellyfish, centaur, and mermaid—intending to leapfrog and encircle them—"

His voice suddenly became powerful and resonant, like the silence before a warship's main guns fired in unison:

"Colonel Qin Beiwang, at the enemy reinforcements' jump endpoint area Z-78, has pre-planned a surprise attack, concentrating superior forces to launch a thunderous strike!"

"In this battle, the Imperial Megalodon Classified Fleet—"

He paused, then uttered the last four words clearly and slowly:

"Completely annihilated."

"No ships were able to escape."

After the reading was completed, a brief silence enveloped the entire Victory Square.

The next second, a huge sound wave suddenly erupted!

"My God... a sub-class fleet... annihilating the entire sub-class fleet?"

Elvira's incident was terrifying enough!

"Savanna... Was Savannah playing on Hell difficulty?"

One fleet against three squadrons?

They even wiped out the Megalodon!

I've heard about that Megalodon fleet on the Star Wars Channel!

"That's the Empire's veteran elite assault fleet!"

Twenty-two years old!

He's only twenty-two years old!

This...this can't even be described as genius, right?

Is this the reincarnation of the God of War?!

"I didn't believe the battle reports were exaggerated before... but now... now I just think my imagination is too poor!"

Exclamations, whispers, and incredulous screams mingled together, creating a cacophony that nearly overturned the recording platform suspended above the square.

In the crowd, a young boy with freckles on his face excitedly grabbed his companion's arm, his eyes shining.

"Did you hear that! Annihilate them! Severely damage them! Destroy them!"

Damn, now this is what war is all about!

That's what a soldier should be like!

I'll go to the conscription office to register tomorrow!

"I'm going to pilot a starship too!"

His companion, a bespectacled, refined young man, also experienced a rare surge of passion, pushed up his glasses, and roared.

"Yes! If I'm going to go, I'll go to the Navy! Be a fleet commander!"

Like Lieutenant Colonel Qin!

Let's have a decisive battle in the vast universe!

Even if... even if it ends up as a firework, it's still more satisfying than fighting those tin cans of the Empire with bayonets in a mud pit!

"If only... if only I could join the Pluto fleet!"

Just now.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!"

Ninety-nine deafening bangs suddenly erupted from the cannon positions set up around the square!

That wasn't the dull roar of the gunpowder age, but a specially made salute that was precisely tuned, blending low-frequency energy pulses with symbolic explosions.

The voice was deep and solemn, with a slight physical shock, as if striking everyone's chest, instantly overshadowing all the cheers and discussions, pushing the sense of ceremony to its peak.

The echoes of the cannon fire still reverberated in the air, and people had not yet fully recovered.

Suddenly, a deep, rhythmic hum came from the southern horizon of the square.

"Look! In the sky!"

Someone with sharp eyes pointed south and exclaimed in surprise.

Against the backdrop of a clear blue sky, a group of silver-gray, sleek and sharp-lined "Swift" space fighters roared toward Victory Square in an extremely precise wedge formation.

They don't fly too high, just high enough for people on the ground to see their agile figures.

Even more striking is that each fighter jet trails a long, dazzling stream of colorful light at its tail.

Crimson, bright blue, gilded gold, pure white... several colors intertwine, like a magnificent brocade thrown by the Weaver Girl in mythology, or like a rainbow torn apart and spread across the sky.

As the fighter jets swept across the square, the colorful light stripes extended and intertwined, leaving behind a long-lasting, magnificent, and solemn trail on the azure sky, as if they had personally hand-painted a flowing gate of honor for this medal-awarding ceremony.

The crowd erupted in thunderous cheers and gasps of amazement once again.

The children jumped excitedly, pointing to the sky, while the veterans straightened their backs, their eyes following the fighter jets that symbolized the Federation's sharpest spearhead.

However, the surprises didn't end there.

Just behind the Swift aircraft group flying low overhead, at an even lower altitude, a special convoy was steadily driving along the wide parade route in the center of the square.

That was not a traditional wheeled vehicle.

Instead, they were floating platform vehicles with square shapes, hard lines, and a matte dark gray paint finish.

The lead vehicle, a suspended platform vehicle, was the largest, with its top completely open and uncovered.

The vehicle had no extra decorations, except for the federal flag and naval ensign on both sides of the front.

Standing tall in the vehicle was none other than Lieutenant Colonel Qin Beiwang, the protagonist whose series of astonishing military exploits had just been read aloud.