Chapter 409: Queen, the decisive battle begins!
Breakout?
The moment Lu Yongyi's voice came out, everyone was stunned, as if they thought they were hearing hallucinations.
But after they turned their heads and saw the same confusion on the faces of the people around them, they realized that Lu Yongyi had indeed said the word "breakout."
Half a day ago, they proposed the counterattack breakout.
However, before their breakout plan could be implemented, Lu Yongyi, the captain, severely rejected their idea and asked Zhang Long to explain the reason.
At that time, Zhang Long's reasons convinced everyone and made them put down the idea and focus on defense.
But after fighting for a long time, losing more than 200,000 people, and emptying out hundreds of thousands of ammunition, Lu Yongyi now said he wanted to counterattack and break through the siege?
Is this being possessed by a foreign race?
“No, I don’t agree. If we charge now, doesn’t it mean that we are driving ourselves to a dead end?”
"It's so dark. Once we rush out and we can't even distinguish ourselves, how can we fight!"
"Lu Yongyi, don't be too selfish. There are hundreds of thousands of people below watching you. I I firmly disagree with the counterattack."
"Even if I die, I will die in the defensive circle, otherwise I will not give up!"
Now that we have received ammunition support and the defensive circle has been established, No matter from which angle you look at it, counterattack and breakout is the stupidest choice.
All the captains were excited, shouting and angrily rushing to the temporary command room.
They wanted to question Lu Yongyi's choice, and by the way, they wanted to see if Lu Yongyi was really possessed by some alien method.
But when they opened the door and walked in, they saw Lu Yongyi and the drawing board hanging on the wall of the command room behind him.
In an instant, the words they had just prepared disappeared, and even why they came in was forgotten.
“Lu Suo.”
Hearing the shocked sound of everyone behind him gasping for air, Lu Yongyi did not turn his head.
His eyes were still staring at the drawing board, staring at the alien cloud above which was half the size of the tundra fleet cloud, and murmuring in his mouth.
Just ten minutes after the game entered the update, under Lu Yongyi’s gaze, the cloud had expanded by 35% at an incomprehensible speed!
Based on the current fleet of 180,000 people, the number of aliens surrounding the fleet is currently close to 90,000.
Moreover, there are countless red dots gathering around the drawing board.
According to this trend, just wait until the tsunami wave ends in twenty minutes, and the number of aliens will directly recover, even exceeding the number during the previous general attack.
By then, there would not be as generous a quantity of ammunition as before, nor a resistance force of nearly 400,000 people.
The alien race, which has increased in number, will crush the defense line that is currently only 40% of its peak effectiveness.
At that time, even if I want to leave, I won’t be able to leave!
"Let's go! Let's go to the rear and let the raft go first!"
"If we keep stalling, everyone will die!"
This time, it was not Lu Yongyi who spoke, but Zhang Long, who had been controlling the data from beginning to end.
Before others could figure out why things suddenly reached such an irreversible step, Zhang Long was the first to react.
If the reinforcements mentioned by Lu Yongyi are true, and the physical strength and energy of all the survivors below are also at their peak, then it will be difficult for humans to fight against a hundred thousand aliens, but it is still possible to delay them. Great chance.
But therein lies the problem!
The war has just ended, and all the people on the raft have basically reached the limit of their physical strength.
In the past, three people could defeat an alien, but now it takes at least five, or even six, people to barely defeat an alien.
Under the circumstances, unless the number of survivors quadruples to 700,000, there is absolutely no chance of winning this battle!
But if, as Lu Yongyi said, everyone counterattacks and flees, the number of 180,000 people present will definitely survive much more than the number of people defending here.
"Let's go, you should follow them. The target of the alien race is me, the Tundra!"
"I will come to the rear, Zhang Long and Liu Neng, go and break the chains. You go with the raft fleet!”
"As long as you hold on until the clock turns and our reinforcements arrive, you will all survive!"
Before the remaining captains could panic, Lu Yongyi, who had been sitting upright and staring at the drawing board, seemed to have figured it out. Nothing, he shook his head and turned around.
His eyes were calm and there was no hint of panic.
His expression was as usual, without any fear of life or death.
Except for the unconcealed regret in his eyes, his momentum was even stronger than it was a day ago.
"You won't leave, right? Those who don't leave will stay with me and die!"
Looking at the dumbfounded captains below, Lu Yongyi emphasized the word "death" with a hint of " Relax" smile.
Following his faint tone, the captains present shivered one after another, feeling as if they were being targeted by poisonous snakes.
If we say that in the past, Lu Yongyi was a qualified fleet captain and a benevolent leader.
Now, in the eyes of all the captains, Lu Yongyi has become a hungry wolf.
A hungry wolf that hadn't eaten for three days and was cornered.
Even though he is skinny and skinny, it looks like he can be defeated with just one blow.
But everyone believes that anyone who dares to attack him at this time will definitely be bitten by him with his last strength
and die together!
In the end, Lu Yongyi still did not force anyone else in the command room.
He stood up and staggered outside. He wanted to face the biggest fear in his heart since he came to the wasteland until now.
But he never expected that he would be stopped as soon as he took a step.
"Go? Lu Suo, this ship is so big and the sea is so big, where are you going?"
"It's great that you sacrificed for these people. You let me run. , Isn’t this good name reserved for you alone? I, Liu Neng, don’t agree!”
“Hahaha, it’s not just death, die early, die later, die somewhere else, or die here, What’s the difference? Looking down on my brother?”
Fear is human nature. But when humans can face their fears, it means nothing.
Seeing Liu Neng stop him, Lu Yongyi smiled unabated and nodded.
Except for the differences in appearance, height and injuries, the two of them were like mirrors, and even their smiles seemed to come from the same mold.
Lu Yongyi figured out his fear, and Liu Neng also figured out his fear.
Turning around, this time Liu Neng was in front and walked out.
But just as he blocked Lu Yongyi, he was also blocked.
Only this time, the person who stopped him was no longer one person, nor a few, but everyone else!
"Why, you two are pretending to be here, right? Liu Neng, your own ship has sunk, so what else are you pretending to be?"
"I, Li Tian, have been pretending since I was born. Now, I have learned a lot of words, but I haven’t learned the words fear and escape.”
"Isn't it just death? More than 200,000 people have died just now, including me!"
"Hahaha, are you still waiting for reinforcements? But if Lu Suo doesn't say anything else, it's just you. You're really lucky. What do you think about me being your reinforcement?"
"The person I'm following is Lu Yongyi. If Lu Yongyi doesn't leave, how can I leave? The country where I was born is China. , How can these people kneel down even if they don’t even get up?”
You said something to me, it’s obvious that a disaster is coming, it’s obvious that you’re going to die generously, it’s obvious that even the sun will shine tomorrow! Can't see it anymore.
But in this small command room, no matter how you look or listen, you can only hear hearty laughter and relieved faces.
Human beings in peacetime always wonder why so many generous ancestors died calmly in wartime.
They have put themselves into it more than once, but they still can't figure out why they choose the one that seems the most difficult to understand.
Is it a mission? Is it a sense of responsibility? Is it impulse?
Looking at the relieved smiles on the faces of the people around them, no one said the reason, but they all had their own answers.
"Lu Suo, let me direct the people below to evacuate. By the way, can you give me an explosive pack? My hands are numb every time I climb up and down the Tundra's escalator. I will be too lazy to climb later. ”
"Okay!"
"Lu Suo, give me one too. These damn sailors never lose their positions every time. It makes me anxious. This time I will do it myself. It's not easy to lose." Come and see me!”
“Okay!”
“Lu Suo, I want it too! This alien race will do this to us, so we can’t fall behind. Wait and see. I’ll give them a...Suprerise!”
“Okay!”
"Lu Suo"
"Okay!"
Listening to the "unreasonable" demands of his subordinate captains, Lu Yongyi did not reprimand him like he did in the past. Instead, he said hello with squinted eyes and a smile, while nodding.
In less than five minutes, as Lu Yongyi said hello 39 times, the 39 captains still alive on the scene all looked up to the sky and laughed. With a completely different relaxed mood from when they came in before, they walked out of the command room. Filed out.
Disembark the ship, command the commander, prepare the weapons and prepare the weapons.
There are still nearly forty minutes left before the tsunami ends at half past nine, and there is still plenty of time left for the captains.
It’s very abundant!
At 9:03, the raft warriors who received the order seemed to understand something.
However, even if they understood, not many people chose to refute, but began to silently carry out the last orders of the fleet.
Sacrifice is not terrible.
The terrible thing is that the sacrifice was wasted. If they don't leave, the more than 10,000 people who stayed behind will die in vain!
The remaining twenty-two rafts, carrying a full 150,000 people, began to gather supplies and prepare to evacuate.
In the evacuation strategy, all the rafts dispersed in a rush.
There are fourteen directions in total. Even if the aliens want to encircle and chase them, they can only pursue the direction that can be counted with one hand at best.
At nine eleven, the sea suddenly shook several times.
Inside the tight foreign lines on the opposite side of the tundra fleet's defense circle, there were actually three rays of fire, rushing toward the sky along with shock waves regardless of front or rear.
Because it exploded internally, after the explosion ended, everyone could hear the screams of the aliens, even from a distance.
No need to think about it, this blow must have caught the aliens off guard and made them feel "pain"!
But unlike before, no one is shocked or surprised now that the waves are so huge.
Everyone just raised their heads, spent three seconds silently saluting in the direction of the explosion, and then devoted themselves to their tasks again.
At 9:19, under the cover of the tsunami, the first raft gradually sailed away from the large army and headed towards the completely opposite position of the alien race.
Then, at a rate of one per minute, the eleven raft ferries disappeared into the defense circle before the tsunami ended at 9:30.
At nine thirty-one, we saw that the foreign race did not attack immediately, but continued to gather strength in the distance.
The evacuation of the raft ferries did not stop, and the remaining eleven boats were evacuated one by one at the same frequency as before.
At 9:45, all rafts and ferries were evacuated, and 150,000 people from fourteen directions were completely derailed from the large forces.
The originally shaky defense line, not only did not get worse because of the departure of the raft, but it became miraculously streamlined and comprehensive.
Even judging from the current defense line, if there were previous ammunition reserves, even one hundred thousand aliens would not be able to think of overstepping the limit.
But it’s a pity. An estimate is an estimate. Before the fight actually starts, all regrets can only be regrets about the achievements made in the past.
At nine fifty-nine, a full forty minutes have passed since the first raft was evacuated.
The red dots on the drawing board also stopped gathering, and finally kept the number at around 120,000.
This number is much less than the expectations of many captains, but for today's defense personnel of only more than 10,000, it is still an "astronomical number."
At 10:03, looking at each other from a distance, the aliens seemed to have discovered the current emptiness of the tundra fleet, and seemed to have finally accumulated enough strength.
They wait no longer.
The real decisive battle begins!
(End of this chapter)