Chapter 405: A prairie fire, surrounded by alien races!
Looking at the history of wars on the entire earth, there is no description on any page that is as exaggerated as the wasteland is now.
This is a battle involving more than seven billion creatures.
In a sense, this is also the war with the largest number of participating creatures that humans can gather in the wasteland from now to the future!
After this battle, no matter who loses or wins, the next battle will never be as staggeringly terrifying as it is now.
At eight o'clock, today's tsunami time was not delayed by half an hour like the previous few days, but remained fluctuating for one and a half hours and calm for one and a half hours.
Under such conditions, it was also created.
When the tsunami calmed down, the aliens and humans "struggled" together like crazy.
When the tsunami fluctuated, humans seemed to have made an agreement with the aliens. They looked at each other from a distance to restore their strength as the waves fluctuated up and down.
Starts at eight o'clock and lasts until one o'clock in the afternoon.
When the rest time came again, all the humans on the ocean breathed a sigh of relief and began to quickly lie down on the deck, eating dry food while recovering their strength.
But unlike what was expected, after half an hour of rest time, the escapees and surrenderers in the human chat were shocked to find
that they had fewer friendly troops!
Even under such blocking conditions, their world chat refreshes the screen at the same speed as usual, and you can watch it!
Such a change made them think that it was the people from these factions who had changed their minds and joined the main war faction.
But what they don't know is.
"Longsuo, among the number of battles currently gathered, we humans are still extremely tenacious. The casualty rate in the two waves of battles has remained at around 13%!"
“On the alien side, the casualty rate has reached over 4%!”
“If we continue on this curve, by the end of the night, we only need to pay a casualty rate of about 25% to defeat them. The most ferocious attack of the alien race!”
Individual strength is not worth mentioning in the face of this battle of billions of creatures.
Even these top official shelters are like a drop in the ocean. Once the battle begins, they are drowned in the ocean of information.
At this stage, all they can do is collect data, coordinate emergencies in the war zone, and alert nearby fleets.
“Which area is currently suffering the largest loss of 13%!”
Hearing the statistician’s report, Long Anguo’s expression froze and he asked sternly.
If you look at this number alone, this loss is not much. In the first two waves of the most ferocious battles, it is very good for humans to maintain this data.
But if you look at it based on the current base number, it is frightening.
Five hundred and fifty million!
In just two hours, more than 500 million humans have completely fallen in this battle.
Whether their previous intention was to fight, escape, or surrender, it cannot change the fact that they have sacrificed their lives.
In the next day, mankind will lose the same number again, and finally reach a full 1.3 billion battle losses to bring the battle to an end today.
Different from the 45% predicted previously, this number is nearly half smaller.
But it still made Long Anguo stand up and finish speaking, his body was still shaking involuntarily.
“The area with the greatest losses, the Seventh War Zone..., according to the news coming from the Sword of Dawn, there are too many alien races in their area that can release spells, which has caused our people to have them before they even come into contact with them. Huge casualties close to 20%, and they are very smart. They only hang in the distance and never directly come up to confront them. Under such guerrilla warfare, the losses we can cause them are very limited."
"Currently, The Sword of Dawn has made corresponding adjustments, choosing to disperse the large forces to reduce losses. It is expected that in the next two rounds of attacks, losses can be reduced by more than 50%. As for killing the enemy, there should be no hope, and we need other People from the area are coming to support!”
Long Anguo’s sudden burst of momentum was so strong, coupled with the horror of the battle damage, that the reporter trembled a little.
But the people who can appear here are all people with excellent qualities on earth. After a little buffering from the inner uneasiness, the reporter immediately returned to normal.
"Support? Now every war zone has too much to take care of itself. Where can anyone support them!"
"What about the fifth war zone? The polar bears have some firepower, don't they? How about now!"< br>
The reporter looked at the data: "The losses in the fifth theater are indeed much lower than in other theaters, currently only 6%, and the people led by the Polar Bears have attracted most of the firepower in this theater, giving peripheral The personnel had a good opportunity to double-team. In the second back-and-forth battle, the aliens lost nearly 5% of their personnel due to our internal and external cooperation. It can be said to be heavy casualties."
"Logically speaking, they Being in the center of the entire war zone, they would have been surrounded by surrounding war zones, but due to the strong massacre in the third war zone, their pressure was greatly reduced and they found this good opportunity."
This time, it was Long Anguo's turn to be shocked: "What, a strong massacre in the third theater?"
In the previously formulated ocean attack plan, the fifth theater was the most dangerous place in the entire ocean.
Once the official shelter here does not have absolute strength, it will easily be outflanked by aliens from the five war zones 2, 3, 4, 6, and 7.
Furthermore, because there is no large shelter in War Zone 3, the threat from War Zone 5 is the greatest.
At that time, as a polar bear sanctuary that did not have the strongest fighting capacity among all shelters, but had the craziest fighting spirit, they took this position without hesitation.
Although everyone said nothing about this decision, they were still very worried in their hearts.
But now, listening to the reporter's talk, Long Anguo suddenly felt like he was in another world.
“Yes, Long Suo, the current battle losses in the third theater are lower than those in the fifth theater, and even lower than the 11th and 12th theaters in the Qianhai District. Their current casualty rate is only about 2%, but However, the number of enemy kills reached the highest 6% among all theaters. Because of their violent attacks, the pressure on the 5th theater was greatly reduced, and there was no need to worry about being attacked from both sides."
"And because of the strength of the 3rd theater, currently the 2nd and 6th theaters are The enemies have been attracted, and the casualty rates in these two theaters are also declining rapidly!"
After saying that, the reporter directly pulled out a few pictures recording the battle conditions in the three theaters from a thick stack of data! Blank paper.
As Long Anguo took over the data and scanned it for more than ten seconds, a familiar but unfamiliar name broke into his mind.
“Okay!”
“Okay!”
“I didn’t expect that this Tundra Refuge would have such strength. Please go ahead and let us in War Zone No. 2 and No. 6. People, try to delay the foreign support and create fighting opportunities for them!"
As soon as he slapped the table, Long Anguo, who was still dizzy from the numbers, suddenly became excited.
Whether every war can be won or not will never depend on the battles that unfold on the frontal battlefield.
This is especially true in a battle between the weak and the strong.
For the current human beings, a miracle must occur to turn it into a prairie fire and "burn" the entire wasteland ocean.
And now, as Long Anguo, who has truly learned complete knowledge and has an unparalleled sense of war, he knows:
The No. 3 theater has the potential to become this prairie fire! All you need is a handful of firewood, or just the right amount
East wind!
"Lu Suo, these aliens have surrounded us. If we continue to stand in a stalemate with them, we will die slowly. We might as well charge now!"
"Yes, Lu Suo, we have heavy weapons. These aliens can't stop our charge at all. As we wait, there will be more and more aliens, and we have no support. This is a way to die!"
"Lu So, you are waiting again, but there is no point in waiting this time.”
"Lu Suo, think twice."
On the Tundra, the captains of every big ship stood on the deck, exchanging telescopes to view the battle situation in the distance.
With the convenience of game chat, even if they are here, they can quickly send instructions through contact, thereby realizing a series of attack, retreat, and encirclement tactics.
With the exchange of telescopes, almost every captain will issue the same dissuasion after reading it.
In their opinion, Lu Yongyi asked everyone to wait when the alien race suffered two losses and only surrounded them but did not play. It was simply a random command.
The foreigners will line up their battle lines and rest, waiting for the support of their friendly forces. You should also follow their example and rest.
Isn’t this the old man who has eaten arsenic and is tired of living?
There are heavy firepower weapons. With the number of 50,000 aliens currently surrounding the tundra fleet, there is no way they can stop the fleet that wants to charge.
All it takes is one wave of impact, and this encirclement will be broken without any attack.
Although the speed mismatch between the large and small boats and rafts may cause some unnecessary casualties during this journey, it is better than being surrounded by others!
However, as the captain of the fleet, Lu Yongyi suddenly became angry at this moment!
"Come to Hammer, you have rested, you have eaten, and you are safe sitting on the boat during the war. Don't you look at what our brothers below are doing?"
"Zhang Long, now pick up the telescope and take a good look at it, and calculate for me how many people on the raft will survive if we charge now?"
"Calculate again for me. , after we rush out, if the aliens catch up, what price will we have to pay to win?”
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Long, who had been silent to begin with, suddenly changed his expression and quickly took the telescope and started scanning.
And this look immediately made his face look even more ugly.
Suddenly, he suddenly understood why these alien races were still like wolves and tigers in the first wave of battle.
In the second wave of battle, they became so passive, just feinting and hanging nearby with heavy thunder and small raindrops.
“If we charge now, although we who drive the big boat will definitely be able to get out, not even half of the raft with 300,000 people behind it will be able to survive”
"And the most important thing is that we will lose the positions and battle lines that we just repaired and arranged yesterday."
"This is a conspiracy of the aliens. They are surrounded now. If we charge, we will die. If we stay, we will die." , is also a chronic death, so cruel!”
Modern people who have experienced the explosion of information, even if they have never been on the battlefield, can still have a certain degree of war as long as they have watched TV series and movies for a few years. sense of smell.
This sense of smell sometimes makes modern people imitate the command of their predecessors and launch a wave, which is compared to the classic battles of ancient times.
But sometimes they are clever but misguided, leaving them in dire straits.
This battle between humans and aliens is not a simulation game. It is not a battle where you can know the result by looking at the data panel after issuing an order.
After the first wave of crazy attacks by aliens, the second wave of feint harassment, and the huge tsunami wave on the sixth day that had to be resisted midway.
The raft warriors below have already reached the limit of their endurance.
With the title of Ocean, they could rest for an hour and a half and have the energy to continue resisting the next wave of alien attacks.
But if we launch a counterattack now, I am afraid that these people will run out of gas before they have rushed a few miles, and their combat effectiveness will be reduced by at least 80%.
At this time, the aliens only need to feign an attack and wait. The battle line that the tundra fleet spent a day building will be instantly reduced to nothing.
The balance that could have been maintained in the third theater will be broken in an instant and fall into panic.
At that time, the person commanding this battle will forever become a sinner in the history of human war!
But at this time, another problem came!
"Lu Suo, if we don't rush, we will be waiting to die here. There are only 50,000 aliens now. When they gather 200,000 or 300,000, they will be about the same number as us."
"Unless our ammunition is unlimited, we will definitely not win, and we will still die in the end!"
"As for support. Fighting is happening in all war zones across the entire ocean. Where will anyone come to support us!"< br>
After Liu Neng said this, everyone else nodded.
But surprisingly, this time Lu Yongyi did not refute, but instead had a look of expectation on his face.
He nodded first, then shook his head.
"If we continue to wait, it is indeed the same as you said, it will be a slow death..."
"But when did I say that we have no support?"
? ? ?
Hearing Lu Yongyi's rhetorical question, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, with a hint of confusion and doubt on their faces.
At this time, is there any support?
No way?
Unless Ning invites Su Shen to us now, no one in this wasteland will have the time and strength to support others.
But if you can please Su Shen, we people...
No, our fleet consists of 350,000 people, are we worthy?
Read it Seeing that the ship was busy and there were even many women wearing clothes and going into battle, all the captains smiled bitterly but said nothing.
Good on you, Lu Yongyi, this pie is too hard to swallow!
(End of this chapter)