Chapter 432

Time jumps back to three days ago.

The front line of the war between the human Federation and Wynn civilization.

Look at the strategic points revealed on the screen.

Ryan haind's face showed a very satisfied look.

He was the commander of the first fleet of the human Federation and the third commander in chief of the war.

As for the first two terms?

Of course, they're all dead.

At the beginning of the war, the first commander fell directly into the enemy's encirclement and became a martyr because of major strategic mistakes.

Although the second commander did not make any mistakes in a steady manner, he was unlucky and died in an enemy assassination.

It seems that the human Federation is in a bad situation.

But from another point of view, the Wynn people have died five general commanders in this battle, so the problem facing mankind is not big.

The human Federation has 5471 colonial stars with a total population of more than 19 trillion, and the Wynn have 3255 colonial stars with a total population of more than 13 trillion.

The damage ratio of both sides in this war has gradually tended to be stable, about one human: 1.3 Wynn.

Therefore, the victory of the human federation can be seen by the naked eye.

Energy consumption is dead opposite!

The biggest question is whether the enemy will carry it to the end and how much loss will our side take the booty.

In order to avoid excessive losses, Ryan has ordered the strategic spies hidden in the Wynn people to release all kinds of public opinion information, induce the enemies who gradually tend to be inferior and produce all kinds of internal disputes.

To this end, he also promised many promises to each other's traitors.

For example, help them with land delimitation autonomy in the future.

Those guys have no doubt about these commitments. After all, a split Wynn civilization is really conducive to the human Federation. Therefore, those guys are also very dedicated to creating civil strife, and their role is even far beyond Ryan's original idea.

Now, look at the front pushed forward on the screen.

Some scattered thoughts flashed through Ryan's mind.

It's all about the distribution of interests after the war.

Now the human Federation has basically won, so the interests of all aspects after winning also affect the ideas of many people.

As the defeated side, Wynn people will inevitably compensate a lot of territory or materials.

So how?

First of all, as a military representative and General Commander of the war, Ryan must be one of the decision makers.

In this way, he has to think about what interests he should strive for in advance.

Conventional materials or money, he has long been no longer rare.

His family, with more than a dozen planet consuls, would lack that kind of thing?

So, military merit?

Seeking further?

Federal vice president? Or directly to the federal president?

Their term of office is still more than ten years away.

This is really a difficult choice

Think of it here.

Ryan's face unconsciously showed a smile.

The trouble of happiness is always so boring and boring, but it makes people indulge in it.

At this time, a subordinate next to him came and reported, "Sir, there are sub spatial fluctuations in the middle of the battlefield!"

On hearing this, Ryan's face became serious again.

As the commander in chief of the battlefield, he knew very well that there were no reinforcements from the human Federation at this time.

So he asked solemnly, "is it the enemy's reinforcement?"

Because of his professional training, even if victory is in sight, he will not be careless at this time.

The adjutant replied truthfully: "according to the energy signal, it is not Wynn's spaceship, but another civilization. The number of spaceships is about ten."

After listening, Ryan breathed a sigh of relief and understood the situation roughly.

In his opinion, the other side estimated that it was just a small fleet of alien races who had bad luck and went the wrong way, so he directly ordered:

"Before they come out, send them an expulsion signal and tell them that this is a battlefield and irrelevant people are not allowed to come in!"

After that, I didn't care about anything.

Ten ships count?

There are millions of ships in this battlefield!

If you just leave, if you don't leave?

At best, it's just a few more unlucky people.

Upon receiving the order from the superior, the adjutant immediately nodded his head and wanted to pass the information on.

Let those spaceships leave.

However, he soon found the abnormality.

The speed of those spaceships is abnormally fast.

In less than half a minute, they are almost out of sub space!

You know, it's a fine job to return to the material universe by space jump through sub space. Even the best spacecraft in the human federation needs to be prepared in advance for tens of minutes or even hours.

If there is a slight difference in the middle, the ship will be stuck in the gap of space, the ship will be destroyed and people will die!

But those spaceships of unknown origin are not.

Their efficiency is far beyond the scope of existing science and technology of human civilization.

Subconsciously, a possibility appeared in the adjutant's mind.

"Advanced civilization?"

Thinking of this, he immediately wanted to report the information.

But reality did not give him this opportunity.

Before he reached the commander, a huge explosion appeared in his ear.

That's the neighborhood. There's a sound of warships being destroyed.

He looked in panic and saw directly next to his main ship that a frigate had become a huge fireball.

Intense flames are burning above, and countless fragments are constantly floating in space.

In a scene like this, thousands of places appear on the battlefield at the same time.

Not only the human Federation, but also the Wynn fleet suffered some losses.

In the central area of the battlefield, it is directly cleared out of a blank area.

The space warships of the two sides, which originally existed there and engaged in fierce fighting, were all destroyed in an instant.

Finally, under the common gaze of all people on both sides.

Twelve red metal warships, which are more than ten kilometers long and look like enlarged speedboats, with two pairs of metal gliding wings on both sides, jump out of sub space.

Their streamlined outer armor is covered with various hollowed out reliefs. Each deck can be said to be a huge metal painting, and when they are combined together, they bloom an intoxicating magnificent color under the action of psionic shields.

Compared with warships, this weapon should be called.

Their existence is more like some great and sacred art.

Just there, the millions of cosmic warships from the human Federation and Wynn civilization around them have become some humble and poor foil.