"He's getting out of jail..."
Karl Star Country.
In a certain galaxy where the Ninth Fleet is stationed, in the commander's war room.
General True, the commander-in-chief of the Ninth Fleet, stood opposite a young man.
Between the two people, there is a special 'sand table'.
The reason why it is put in quotation marks is because this so-called sandbox is actually a high-tech combat simulator, bound with an A-level intelligent computing system, which can simulate any battlefield situation, any army, and any type of arms according to requirements.
This time it simulates a planetary assault.
The attacking side must have twice as many troops as the defending side.
Tru is the defender, and the young man opposite is the attacker. The two of them are lowering their heads, selecting the configuration of their own army's arms on the holographic projection screen in front of them.
Tru's sudden words made the young man opposite him flash his eyes. He subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Tru, then lowered his head and continued to dispatch his troops.
He can't always hide his emotions... Tohru seemed to keep his head down, but in fact he saw everything and shook his head inwardly.
The young man opposite, who looks to be in his early twenties, is his only grandson, named Caesarro.
Since the death of his eldest son and second son, this grandson has become the last bloodline of his family and everything to him. It can be said that he has exhausted all his efforts and energy on Caesaro.
On the other hand, Cesaro, who is a descendant of a soldier, is really up to his standards. Under his grandfather's words and deeds, he has been regarded as "other people's children" in the eyes of outsiders since he was a child. Physical fitness, culture, self-cultivation... No matter in any aspect, he is like a work of art carved by God, impeccable.
The first time he drove a mecha as a teenager, he achieved a mechanical synchronization rate of 88%, setting a record for the highest mechanical synchronization rate in the Carl Star Kingdom, and countless media reported on it.
It can be said that he has always been the brightest star among his peers.
This brilliance lasted until the day he joined the army.
Of course, it's not that after joining the army, this general Huzi disappeared from everyone, but that among the same batch of recruits, there was someone who complemented him.
In terms of combat theory, actual combat exercises, individual soldier quality, and mechanical synchronization rate, that person can be said to be on par with him.
Every time someone in the military mentions Caesarro, another person's name will not be left out. The two can be said to be the "peerless twins" of the Ninth Fleet.
It's a pity that now only Caesaro is left in the 'double pride'.
The other one is currently on the Death Star, serving time in Prison No. 9.
“Isn’t the capture-the-flag battle over yet?”
After a while, the silent Caesaro suddenly spoke: "If I remember correctly, he and Simon's other pilot have only won three games together. According to the rules, he has to win seven games before he can win again. After being freed, there are still four games left, and his mecha is obviously weak, so he may not be able to get out, right?"
"Stupid!" Tru frowned and immediately yelled.
Caesar suddenly stood at attention, like a new recruit who had made a mistake: "I'm sorry, Grandpa."
"Is my apology useful? I want you to remember my words! You have to know that in the future you will be a commander, a Titan-level or even higher-level pilot. You will lead the army to fight. Can you put all your hopes on your opponent? Will you make any mistakes?"
Tohru gave Caesarro a sideways look, with a hint of resentment: "Not to mention the huge gap in ability between those low-level pilots and Lin Jie, this gap is enough to make up for the mecha's data disadvantage or even overtake it. Even if The possibility of Lin Jie coming is really slim, and you must prepare for the worst. If you don’t even have this kind of common sense, how will you lead troops in the future?"
"Grandpa, I remember."
Caesar's eyes flashed and he nodded seriously.
At the same time, the simulated battle on the sandbox also began.
The fleet led by Caesarro arrived in the outer space of the planet and soon approached the first line of defense. The defending fleet and his fleet began to exchange fire.
The warships on both sides set up huge protective shields and opened up their firepower. While suppressing the other side, they also covered their own combat troops.
Caesaro carefully observed the planet's defenses on the sand table, and dispatched a medium-sized fleet to the other side of the planet.
There is a meteorite belt on this side, which is affected by the gravity of the planet and hangs outside the planet, forming a natural defense line. It is undoubtedly very difficult to land from here.
But precisely because of this, there are very few defensive troops on this side of the planet. As long as they can successfully land, it is not difficult to occupy the positions below.
However, in this case, most commanders will bury 'mines' in this meteorite belt, that is, hide some bombs in the meteorites and wait for them to be detonated when the fleet enters.
The small engineer ship explored the path, and at the same time, the top soldiers such as superpowers, genetic warriors and individual pilots were scattered to land and destroy the planet's defense... Caesaro operated the computer, issued combat instructions, and said: "Grandpa, you want me to solve it myself. him?"
"Need not."
Toru shook his head without changing his expression: "You are about to go to the Zero Kingdom for further study. The Star Kingdom of Karl only has nine pilot quotas every five years. Only one person from each fleet can go. You must cherish it. This opportunity, don't think about anything else.
Lin Jie, I will solve it. "
"Yes, Grandpa." Caesaror nodded and continued to direct the battle.
In just a few words, he already had a certain advantage.
Relying on larger battleships and stronger firepower, his fleet is gradually eroding the outer space defense line built by Tru, approaching the planet step by step.
And precisely because of this approach, his fleet entered the firepower range of the planet's ground forces. For a time, laser cannons, railguns, and various missiles were launched together, forming a huge firepower net against Caesarro. The fleet carried out a comprehensive attack, and the roaring sound was endless.
In just an instant, three frigates were destroyed.
After the explosion, the three frigates were completely scrapped and became space junk floating in the universe.
"Can't withdraw!"
There was a fierce look in Caesarro's eyes. As the saying goes, he will go all out in one go, then weaken again, and then he will be exhausted. He used so many troops and so much ammunition to eat away at the outer space defense line. If he withdraws, grandpa's fleet will be rebuilt. After setting up a defensive line, he would fight again.
Moreover, the engineering ships behind the planet have begun clearing mines, and the first batch of elite soldiers in small groups has successfully landed. He must maintain sufficient pressure on the front so that Grandpa does not have the troops to worry about the rear.
Thinking of this, Caesarro gritted his teeth and simply removed several frigates around the main ship, opened up the main ship's energy shield, moved forward at full speed, relied on the main ship's stronger protection, and rushed into the enemy fleet despite the gunfire. , mixed with each other.
At the same time, various individual mechas and field mechas also began to be launched. Small and medium-sized space ships launched a full-scale attack, and the sand table roared endlessly.
The battle has really reached a fever pitch.
