From black technology to super engineering

The moon, Taiyo combat command center.

Major Yang Wenzhi was holding coffee, waiting for his roommates to "go to work" together.

In the past few months, the two of them, as former ace pilots, have received various high-intensity trainings from the Space Defense Convention and the Space Flight Force, and even personally controlled the space fighter that is said to have only two in the world.

The design of this fighter is similar to that of ordinary fighters on the ground. It also adopts a hydrodynamic design in appearance and is equipped with air-to-ground and air-to-air missiles. At a glance, one would think that this is a "seventh-generation machine" from which country.

But once on the plane, all the pilots in training knew there was something to this thing.

Because its engine is so powerful that it can theoretically reach speeds of hundreds of Mach in space.

Of course, as flight testers, they would not dare to personally try to resist the G-force at Mach 100 to perform various controls. They are more likely to touch the upper limit of the human body in future air combat, and from Various attempts at atmospheric re-entry into space.

They originally thought that such testing and training would continue until human space and atmospheric fighters were fully deployed.

But half a month ago, they accepted a new mission and gathered in the underground command hall with a large group of pilots who were trained at the same time, and began to "play games".

Yes, from their point of view...it's almost like playing an air combat game.

It's just that compared with traditional FPS shooting games that require a higher reaction speed, the games they play will make them use their brains and cooperate more-similar to RTS games, such as Red Alert and Interstellar.

Although this kind of game also tests operation, compared with shooting games, it pays more attention to tactics and layout as a whole.

After all, the game is intervened by Aita, a "system bug". Who can react faster than her...

"Okay, my dear, you have to understand that Christmas is not celebrated on the moon, only New Year... In a few days, the organization should notify the holiday." Major Smil casually promised his wife, and then decisively hung up drop communication.

"Old Yang, you really failed at Christmas." Smil shrugged at Yang Wenzhi, got up and held his thermos: "Also, why didn't you rush me today?"

"I'm thinking about something." Yang Wenzhi came back to his senses, smiled and turned to go out.

"What's the problem?" Smir closed the door and followed closely behind.

"Our current simulated battle is mainly to prepare for the future battle of space warships."

"Well, is there a problem?"

"There is a problem." Yang Wenzhi stood still and waited for his roommate. The two of them had formed a deep comrade-in-arms relationship in the past few months. They even piloted the fighter planes as the same pair, and they cooperated very closely.

For the past half month, they have been training the cooperation between the space battleship and Aita, and then targeted to destroy a virtual enemy battleship.

Frankly speaking, if the speed of the enemy warship is not fast, it is fine if the distance is close enough. Once the distance is extended, for example, three light seconds away, the hit rate of the main gun will be very impressive.

What? You said you can release sublight speed missiles?

According to the test, the acceleration time of the sub-light speed missile is too long. If the opponent has an ultra-distance observation plan, the sub-light speed missile is still easy to be intercepted before accelerating to the sub-light speed.

"There are two ways to operate RTS games, one is to concentrate troops on one point, and the other is to one-on-one." While walking, Yang Wenzhi said: "We have been training one-on-one. The main problem at present is If it's a little farther away, it won't hit."

"Then what?"

"If we can find a few more groups of people to cooperate with us and each be responsible for different advances and trajectories, the hit rate will definitely be much better."

Smil stopped, thought for a few seconds and then slowly nodded: "It's interesting. In the past, coordinated attacks were mainly based on pre-war and wartime task assignments. It can only be said that they are used for different targets, or different parts of the same target... like In the current ultra-fast-paced space war, the advance can only be allocated by Aita."

"Yes." Yang Wenzhi saw colleagues walking into the elevator in front of him, and he quickly took two steps: "When we get to work, let's find a few teams to make a total, and see if we can cooperate. Now the distance is getting farther. It’s too hard to play with luck.”

"really."

The two walked into the elevator and saw that the people around them were not very familiar with each other, so they didn't continue to chat, but quietly waited for the elevator to go down.

Not long after, the two appeared in the hall.

Colleagues have almost arrived. Since there are still a few minutes before work time, everyone is discussing or complaining quietly as usual-many people think that Christmas is not a holiday, is it too late? A little too "that".

After Yang Wenzhi and Smir put down their respective documents and cups, they looked at each other and planned to discuss the plan with their familiar brothers. After all... these days, facing cunning virtual enemies, who can win? There are very few teams, and everyone is holding back their energy - none of the people here are fools, they will really think that they are "playing games".

This is obviously preparing for the future fleet war!

At this moment, the voice of a Maoli Maoqi suddenly sounded from the roof of the building, it was General Nicholas from the training headquarters.

"Attention all trainees, return to your position and start roll call."

Yang Wenzhi and Smil immediately pulled away their chairs, stood up straight, and looked straight ahead without squinting.

Then, the roll call ended, and another voice sounded.

"Soldiers, comrades, I am Qin Weiguo of the Taiyue Combat Command."

General Qin's voice was calm and serious: "From now on, your personal communications will enter the control system."

Everyone remained motionless, but surprise rose from their eyes.

Yang Wenzhi kept his posture, and began to exert force with his fingers stuck to the seam of his trousers.

As a member of the military, everyone here knows what it means to start regulating personal communications.

"In the past half a month, the virtual enemies you have faced in your training are the real enemies that humans will soon face."

"They are an expeditionary army launched three years ago. They came from the depths of the remote Virgo local supergalaxy group. Their only destination is the solar system, and their sole purpose is to destroy human civilization."

"You all already know about the dilapidated space city in the Canglan Star System, and you also know that the people of the Canglan Star had a splendid civilization five thousand years ago, but now, they are alone thousands of light-years away. A living in the Triangulum galaxy cannot even travel through space."

"Now, let me tell you that the enemy we are about to face is the enemy that destroyed the Canglan Star civilization five thousand years ago."

"And you will take over the Auriga Fleet and Ursa Minor Fleet that have set off to the battlefield, and fight against these evil forces that are trying to destroy human civilization and slaughter tens of billions of humans."

"All humans are with you."

"Relax."

...

Yang Wenzhi clenched his hands into fists, even though he had undergone rigorous training, he was still trembling with excitement and nervousness at this moment.

He turned his head to look at his teammates sitting next to him, and saw that Smir was holding a teacup and was about to take a sip, but his teeth kept holding the cup.

As they looked at each other, the eyes of the two were filled with unspeakable emotions, which were a mixture of excitement, nervousness, worry... and many other emotions.

At this moment, Aita's reminder came from the earphones, indicating that the mission briefing and military information had been released.

Yang Wenzhi looked at the monitor for a moment.

On the monitor, data began to pop up continuously, and during the modeling, the executor fleet was even "close at hand".

Just under 100 light seconds away.

"Three hours later, the enemy fleet will enter the attack range of the rice grains. Please follow the order of the missile commander to lock and observe the target in advance."

"Five hours later, the enemy fleet will enter the effective attack distance of 10 light seconds. The commander of the main gun should lock and observe the target in advance according to the training steps."

"Please note, this is not training."

Following Aita's voice, Yang Wenzhi saw that the real face of the enemy fleet began to appear on the monitor.

That is a super fleet with space aircraft carriers and 36 warships in the entire fleet!

With the execution of the order, every enemy warship was marked with a locked mark, and the mothership was even targeted by five rice grains!

Yang Wenzhi pointed the main gun at his target—it was a large warship that was "attached" tightly to the mother ship. Judging from the parameters, the target was even four times the size of the "Eagle" class warship!

Beside him, Smir growled and complained, "Damn... why are there only two sublight speed missiles?"

"I don't know..." Yang Wenzhi looked at the target's aiming diagram, and he clenched his fists again.

This... is still according to the training method...

In silence, Yang Wenzhi looked back at the second floor.

Through the glass, he could clearly see that countless generals were discussing something, and the debate was still fierce.

There was even a young man in ordinary clothes.

Yang Wenzhi knew that this young man was Ye Ming, Academician Ye.

The beacon of science and technology for the entire human civilization.

Breathing continuously, Yang Wenzhi finally felt a feeling of unwillingness that could not be eliminated, so he took a deep breath and stood up abruptly.

"Report!"

"explain."

"If we still have time to adjust the attitude of the main gun, I hope we can try a new concentrated preview tactic."

...

There are still five hours to "receive" the fire, which does not mean that the entire command center will wait for the results of the battle.

If in the past, humans could still choose to retreat to the Triangulum galaxy after losing a war and rely on high-dimensional space membranes for defense, then a wormhole was found on the "fourth planet" YBTL04 in the constellation Auriga, and then the wormhole went straight to a After the ancient battlefield galaxy, and there are antimatter mines in the galaxy...

All escape routes are gone.

Auriga, humanity will be determined to win.

The current location of the Auriga fleet is the bottom line drawn by humans.

Now the front-line command is not discussing how the Auriga fleet and the Ursa Minor fleet will fight, but the subsequent entry of the two fleets of the Andromeda fleet and the Triangular Fleet.

These two fleets, in order to catch up with the work, also built the "Eagle" class unmanned fleet, a total of forty-two ships - among them, the 12 Triangular Fleet built in the space dock had already set off ten days ago, and thirty ships were sent by the ground. The Andromeda fleet built at the dock was a little later and only set off from the ground yesterday.

Today's discussion is about the battlefield entry of these two fleets.

——Whether to cut in from the Triangulum galaxy entirely, or split a part of the detour, from the VSC-41 star gate, along the path of the Ursa Minor fleet to form an encirclement circle.

Ye Ming did not express his opinion, because in his opinion... the current human warships are mainly "consumable" items.

If you can win, then everyone will be happy. But if you can't win... then as long as you can keep the battle line and position, then with the launch of the second-generation rice grains and the second-generation energy storage system, humans will come up with stronger main guns and stronger guns than the Eagles. Missiles, stronger shield systems, and more flexible and high-speed second-generation warships!

In addition, space carriers, space fighters will also be launched...

Even, if antimatter mines can be mined and utilized, then human beings will directly enter the ultimate energy era and create antimatter engines and antimatter main guns!

Those should be the main force for mankind to conquer the stars and seas.

Therefore, everyone was discussing, but Ye Ming was quietly thinking about how to solve the problem of antimatter ore collection.

At present, the position of the target galaxy tentatively named "LCGC galaxy"—actually the initials of Li Dongsheng and four others—has been roughly determined. It belongs to a very small galaxy in the local supercluster. The star cluster is an immature nebula.

To store and use antimatter, Ye Ming has long had the technology, but to collect antimatter...Ye Ming never thought about it. After all, human beings have never been exposed to resources at the level of "antimatter mines" before.

You can't always think about collecting something that "doesn't exist"!

At this moment, all the generals' discussions disappeared in unison.

Ye Ming snapped back to his senses, and looked at General Qin who was looking towards him: "What?"

"A commander just proposed a new pre-judgment plan."

Ye Ming was startled for a moment, then turned his head and looked down.

Through the glass, he could see a domestic soldier standing upright.

"What plan?"

"They have been fighting against imaginary enemies in the past, and they are very limited by the enemy's speed. In addition, we have deliberately made the enemy very strong, so they have always won less and lost more." General Qin finished the introduction in a few sentences: "Now, this A team member named Yang Wenzhi proposed that multiple warships, or even all warships preview a spaceship at the same time... um... probably, it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt the enemy's ten fingers."

After finishing speaking, General Qin stared at Ye Ming: "He proposed that this is not simply to concentrate firepower, but to predict all the trajectories and positions of the target enemy ship, and strive to kill with one blow-technically, this can be done Are you there?"

Ye Ming frowned slightly, then closed his eyes.

"Ita, can you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Do it, we concentrate all the main guns, and conduct a full-scale predictive roll call on a spaceship."

After a second.

"able."