Starting as a Wallfacer, his defection to the Three-Body Problem shocked the world.

Chapter 318 Offensive and defensive changes

"Issue my order: the aircraft carrier Sir Aventis and its carrier strike group shall advance the front line in three waves."

"First strike group, advance to their defensive positions. Second and third strike groups, escort the aircraft carrier to its designated location. Don't miss this opportunity!"

Even though Fan Hui had been ordered to hold the position to the death multiple times, she still felt that sitting idly by and waiting for death was not a long-term solution.

As time goes on, the variables also increase.

Rather than waiting to die, it's better to nip it in the bud with swift and decisive action.

They were terrified by Fang Lin's terrifying tactical maneuvering skills, and that's why they wouldn't miss any opportunity that might put Fang Lin to death.

Soon, the carrier strike group began to move.

The first squadron of assault ships was the first to charge towards the position. They were extremely fast and numerous, and the propulsion beams ignited at the sterns of the assault ships were like a sky full of stars scattered in the deep space.

As the locusts swept through, almost instantly, the outermost defensive outposts of Mind Earth were destroyed, and alarms blared throughout almost every defensive unit of Mind Earth.

"Enemy attack! Prepare for counterattack!"

Within the telepathic communication band, commands were issued one after another, and purple psionic lines began to intertwine across the various defense lines, eventually forming a large net.

Within the network, the phantom images of warships appeared one after another. A few seconds later, these warships became real and began to head towards the assault ship group.

This is the unique technology of Mind Earth—psychic creation!

As a third-level civilization with extreme idealism, they have long since mastered the way to materialize mental abilities into reality.

However, the law of conservation of energy cannot create things out of thin air. Therefore, psionic energy is a medium for energy consumption, which builds a bridge of communication between the virtual and the real.

Soon, the two fleets clashed, and the light from the exploding energy engines almost illuminated the darkness of the surrounding starry sky.

It's a pity that sound cannot travel in space; otherwise, this breathtaking scene would probably be even more magnificent.

The thousands of assault ships, like clay oxen sinking into the sea, were brought to a standstill the moment they collided with these psychic troops.

Fortunately, the mechanical Earth never intended to break through the defenses using only these assault ships.

If the defenses of the Mind Earth could be so easily breached, why would they have waited so many years? They could have just swept through in one fell swoop.

"The second tier can begin."

Fan Hui stared at the clusters of exploding red dots on the monitor in front of her and couldn't help but take a drag of her cigarette.

These assault ships were the culmination of almost half a year's worth of savings he had accumulated, and this time he had staked everything on them. If it failed, he probably wouldn't be able to organize a decent offensive for the next six months.

"It must succeed!"

The first echelon's main task was simply to launch a surprise attack and set the pace of the war, while the second echelon was Fan Hui's real killing move.

Ten battleships.

This is also the main source of firepower for the entire Krishnamurti aircraft carrier.

Unlike battlecruisers, these ten ships almost completely abandoned their maneuverability, pushing their firepower to the maximum.

Without an aircraft carrier as their transport vehicle, these ten ships would be sitting ducks on the battlefield.

Therefore, rather than saying that the Duke of Elt is the core of the entire carrier group, it would be more accurate to say that these ten battleships are the core.

After all, without an aircraft carrier, they only lose their mobility on the battlefield, but if these ten battleships were destroyed, then the Lord Elt would truly become a toothless tiger, utterly powerless to resist.

"Concentrate your firepower and clear a path for the assault troops!"

In an instant, the bow sections of two of the ten battleships slowly extended their mechanical arms, revealing the main guns encased inside the hull!

The next second, the main cannon began to build up its power. A blinding beam of light burst open at the muzzle, and two torrents of energy surged out, carrying earth-shattering power, as if they were about to cut the surrounding space apart.

The remaining eight ships did not participate due to the angle, but the firepower of two battleships was sufficient to deal with the psychic forces.

Wherever the energy torrent went, the forces of Mind Earth exploded like fireworks, and countless purple spiritual energies dissipated into nothingness. If viewed from God's perspective, this scene was truly spectacular. The entire force's defensive line seemed to have been forcibly torn open by two giant hands, and began to scatter and dodge to both sides in an overwhelming manner.

"Now! First echelon, charge forward!"

Fan Hui was still smoking; this was her second cigarette since the battle began.

The casualty figures for the assault ships continue to rise, even though these ships are remotely controlled and there are no personnel casualties.

However, the ships the other side uses are powered by psionic energy, while ours were built with real money.

Every ship destroyed means a year's worth of taxes paid by a citizen of Machine Earth is wasted, and it won't be so easy for the government to get that much money again.

But soon, something even more distressing happened to him.

The once pitch-black universe suddenly lit up.

This is not a good sign; it means that the enemy's defensive weapon has finally been successfully turned around.

Final Cannon!

This thing is like an iron gate. Whenever the mechanical Earth's forces try to advance, it will use its devastating power to teach the mechanical Earth's frontline commanders a lesson.

Fan Hui did not see where the cannonballs from the End of the Great Cannon came from.

When the image returned to the monitor on the command screen in front of them, three of the ten battleships had already been blown through!

The remaining seven ships, also damaged to varying degrees, are turning around and spreading out to avoid the next attack.

This is the power of the Doomsday Cannon.

One shot emptied a third of the firepower of an aircraft carrier group.

Fan Hui couldn't imagine how powerful the cannon would be if she launched an attack on the Xialang front line with both giant cannons present at the same time!

Fortunately, everything went according to plan.

"Third echelon, push upwards and coordinate with the first and second echelons to advance fully forward!"

The third echelon of the carrier strike group consists of only one ship, which is the USS Aventis itself.

As an aircraft carrier, the main mission of the HMS Lord Aventis was to pull the battle springboard and push the supply line from Revelation III all the way to the enemy's face.

While the final cannon's attack was indeed powerful, it had a very long cooldown period, during which their army could have already made a surprise attack.

This was also Fan Hui's calculated move.

I'll trade three battleships for the time it takes you to fire one shot!

If you fire that shot, my carrier strike group will dare to advance. If you don't fire, and my battleships rush in, you'll be finished!

Some might think this tactic is wasteful, but in this battle, Fan Hui was aiming for stability, especially since his opponent was Fang Lin, the commander.

If Fan Hui is not absolutely certain of winning, she will choose to retreat immediately.

Soon, things began to develop as Fan Hui had envisioned.

As expected, the first wave of assault ships launched a surprise attack on the front lines of the Mind Earth defenses.

Although assault ships have low armor protection, they are very mobile and have strong firepower. Once they get close, they can tear a piece of flesh off the enemy.

"Wow!"

The ammunition compartments of hundreds of assault ships opened simultaneously, and a dense barrage of deep-space torpedoes, like a shower of flowers, rushed towards the final cannon from all directions.

On the Mind Earth side, this simultaneously triggered a large number of interception beams.

However, compared to the sheer number of torpedoes that would send chills down the spine of anyone with trypophobia, these intercepting beams seemed rather inadequate.

With a dazzling beam of light exploding on the Mind Earth's position, the last remaining Doomsday Cannon was also destroyed.

In order to achieve this goal, Fan Hui lost three battleships and nearly a thousand assault ships.

At this moment, on the entire star battlefield, besides the seven battleships, only a few dozen escort ships remained around the Lord Elt.

However, the situation on Mind Earth is equally dire; their garrison here has neither battleships nor battlecruisers.

The only ships the entire defense line could muster were four destroyers and one cruiser.

Now that the final cannon is gone, Fan Hui only needs to rely on her range advantage to slowly take down the hundreds of fixed turrets deployed on the near-Earth orbit, and the entire defense line will have no chance to resist.

Only then did Fan Hui, who had been frowning the whole time, finally put down her cigarette and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Hehe, Fang Lin, I'd like to see how you can fight me with such a small force. You didn't expect this, did you? We've been playing against each other for seven years, and now the roles have reversed!"

The happiness on Fan Hui's face seemed genuine.

Seven years, who knows how he got through those seven years!

For countless days and nights, he pondered how to break the deadlock. He had fantasized about this day countless times, and finally, this dream came true seven years later.

For him, this life has been fulfilling.

"Right now, unless my aircraft carrier explodes on its own, I can't think of any way I could lose!"

……

News of the destruction of the Final Cannon quickly reached Fang Lin.

"My Lord, the battlefront in the Chapel is about to collapse!"

Fang Lin was reviewing the financial reports of the Divine Realm for the past few years in her room when she heard the news from her deputy and couldn't help but rub her temples.

"Then let the soldiers at the front withdraw."

"Wha...what?"

The deputy thought he had misheard and looked at Fang Lin with disbelief.

“My Lord, we’ve held the front lines of the Silo for seven whole years. Are we really going to just withdraw like this…”

Fang Lin waved her hand, her expression remaining unchanged.

"It's not a big problem. Although the Xialang front has been defended for seven years, I only transferred less than one percent of the troops there. I never intended to defend that place in the first place. I just didn't expect the enemy commander to be so incompetent. With such a small force, he managed to fight for seven years without taking it down."

Second-in-command: ...

"Isn't what you're saying a bit too hurtful to him?"