He reached out and tapped two locations on the tactical screen.
"Have them attack the L-7 Jump Point."
His finger moved to another direction.
"The General Slayer Fleet..."
That was one of the main forces of the Greedy Wolf Fleet, currently positioned on their flank.
"Will join us in attacking the N-12 Jump Point."
After hearing the order, the communications officer paused for a moment.
His hand hovered in the air, not immediately acting.
Chen Song looked at him.
"What is it?"
The communications officer hesitated briefly before asking quietly.
"Commander... Are we really going to trust the words of a..."
He paused, then said the word.
"...a Senior Colonel?"
The bridge fell silent for an instant.
Chen Song looked at him, not angry, but simply smiled faintly.
That smile carried an indescribable meaning.
"What's your name?"
The communications officer straightened his back.
"Reporting, Commander. Communications Officer Lin Hai."
Chen Song nodded.
"Lin Hai, how old are you this year?"
Lin Hai was taken aback, unsure why the Commander suddenly asked this, but he answered honestly.
"Forty-five."
Chen Song made a sound of acknowledgment.
He turned around, looking at that tactical screen, at the positions of those jump points on the display.
His voice slowly sounded.
"Have you ever seen a 22-year-old Senior Colonel?"
Chen Song turned back to look at him.
Without waiting for a reply.
Chen Song continued.
"If you haven't, then stop asking so many damn questions!
The victories he's won are more unbelievable than any battle I've ever fought!
Being able to follow a top-tier tactical genius into battle.
You all should be secretly celebrating!"
Scolded so bluntly by Chen Song, Lin Hai immediately answered loudly.
"Yes, sir!"
He turned around, his fingers dancing rapidly across the control console.
Quantum communication signals shot out from the City-Crusher's communication array, piercing through the void, heading towards the directions of L-7 and N-12.
Chen Song, meanwhile, slowly walked over to the side, towards that massive holographic star chart.
On the star chart, the outline of the Savannah Star System slowly rotated, with the positions of four jump points highlighted.
L-7, N-12, S-22, Z-78—four points of light flickered in the darkness, like four doors waiting to be opened.
He stood before the star chart, hands clasped behind his back, staring motionlessly at those four points of light.
He raised his right hand and stroked the neatly trimmed mustache above his lip.
This was his habitual gesture when deep in thought.
Chen Song began to speculate about Qin Bei Wang's intentions in his mind.
Because Qin Bei Wang had consecutively won several battles against overwhelming odds, and had even brought guerrilla warfare to its peak.
Therefore, within the Federal military, quite a few commanders greatly admired Qin Bei Wang.
Some even specifically studied his combat strategy!
And Chen Song was undoubtedly one of them.
L-7 and N-12...
His gaze lingered on these two points of light for a long time.
They were closer to the Elvira Star System.
If he were the commander of the retreating Imperial Fleet, these two jump points would undoubtedly be the optimal choice.
Short jump distance, less time-consuming, lower risk, and lower energy consumption.
Anyone would choose these two.
And their four fleets' attacks on L-7 and N-12 would inevitably attract the attention of all Imperial Fleets within the Savannah Star System.
They will think the Federation's main attack direction is here.
They will shift their forces toward these two directions.
Then the defenses at S-22 and Z-78 will be left vulnerable.
Chen Song's brow furrowed slightly.
That Pluto Fleet, reduced to just three hundred battered ships, will seize the opportunity to strike.
They can ambush the Imperial Fleet at the warp points—those withdrawing from the front lines, thinking they are already safe.
They can lay minefields around the warp points, causing enemy ships that have just completed their warp and haven't yet steadied themselves to plunge directly into death traps.
They can do many things.
But there is one prerequisite.
The defensive fleet the Empire leaves behind at S-22 and Z-78 cannot be too large.
Once the garrison force exceeds what the Pluto Fleet can handle, the attack by those three hundred remaining ships will be a suicide mission.
His finger paused in mid-air.
He was silent for a few seconds.
Then he smiled.
The smile was faint, carrying an indescribable meaning.
"I'll take the gamble."
He murmured.
He turned and gave the order to the communications officer.
"Transmit to the entire fleet..."
"Target N-12, full speed ahead."
The communications officer stood at attention and replied loudly.
"Yes!"
Meanwhile, in the communication channel of the Green Hill Fleet's flagship, Thunder Fox.
Admiral Luo Yuan You's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
He stared at the screen before him, which displayed the order Chen Song had just sent.
The Western Hunt Fleet and the Green Hill Fleet were to attack the L-7 Jump Point.
There was nothing wrong with the order itself.
The problem was that this order was based on the suggestion of a Senior Colonel.
Luo Yuan You's brow furrowed into a deep knot.
He had heard Qin Bei Wang's name countless times in the military.
The Elvira Campaign, the Savannah Campaign...
Each one sounded like a legendary tale.
But legends are legends, and reality is reality.
He was an Admiral.
Commanding a joint fleet.
Now he had to follow the orders of a Senior Colonel?
He took a deep breath, suppressing the frustration lodged in his chest.
The communication screen lit up, and Yin Shao Hao's face appeared on it.
The commander of the Western Hunt Fleet wore a smile, his eyes holding a light Luo Yuan You couldn't quite decipher.
"Admiral Luo!"
Yin Shao Hao spoke, his tone as casual as if chatting about everyday matters.
"I wonder how much weight the rumored Federation hero really carries?"
Luo Yuan You glanced at him.
"How much weight?"
He snorted.
"His father is a Marshal."
"As for him now..."
He paused, emphasizing the next words heavily.
"He is not."
Yin Shao Hao didn't argue, just smiled.
Luo Yuan You continued.
"If, by then, the Imperial Fleet warps entirely toward the S-22 and Z-78 jump points..."
His gaze fell on the two overlooked points of light on the star chart.
"I hope he can hold them off."
Yin Shao Hao nodded.
"Then we'll wait and see."
The communication ended.
Luo Yuan You stood on the bridge, staring at the tactical screen, silent for a few seconds.
Then he turned and gave the order to the communications officer.
"Transmit to the entire fleet..."
"Target L-7, full speed ahead."
Though Luo Yuan You's words were sharp, he firmly executed the order.
Because for this joint operation, Admiral Chen Song was their temporary overall commander of the four fleets.
Luo Yuan You could not defy his orders.
The orders were swiftly relayed.
The Western Hunt Fleet and the Green Hill Fleet's over forty thousand warships began adjusting their course, heading toward the L-7 Jump Point.
At the same moment.
Bridge of the Eternal Night, Flagship of the Joint Fleet directly under the Erebus Fleet.
General Rockwell stood before the Command Console, staring at the massive Tactical Screen, his brow furrowed into a tight knot.
On the screen, the Star Chart of the Savannah Star System slowly rotated.
The Red Dots representing their own Fleet were sparsely scattered around the four Warp Points: L-7, N-12, S-22, and Z-78.
The directly subordinate Joint Fleet plus the Andumari Fleet—over 40,000 warships.
This was all the forces he had at his disposal.
And on the other side.
His gaze fell on the blue dots that had just surged in from the edge of the star system.
Over 80,000.
Double.
A full two-fold difference in strength.
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