"hateful……"

Every word in the forum was like a hot steel nail, stinging Meng Lichuan's eyes, piercing her chest, and burning her palms red.

She may not be at a very high strategic height and firmly believes in the principles of "little lips and cold teeth".

Just her natural stubbornness made her unable to bear the failure - especially in the first important strategic deduction she participated in on behalf of the "Moon Demon Team", she failed so cowardly.

"Didi!"

With the cooling time coming, she can join the battle again.

Taking a deep breath and gathering the soul and soul, Meng Lichuan sank into the nerve interaction fluid again, but her eyes closed saw a series of colorful data streams, and she once again entered strategic deduction.

This time, she plays a senior staff member who supports the fleet, or is responsible for transporting fuel, ammunition and cosmic war shuttles to the places where the front line needs it most. If possible, drag the damaged starship and the wounded back, and carry out emergency repairs in the large maintenance fortress in the rear, and restore at least 30% of the combat effectiveness.

In an instant, the torrent of data, the vortex of information, the meteor shower composed of various formulas, charts and curves hit her mind.

In this expert-level strategic deduction, there is basically no scene like "starships line up in battle lines, cosmic war shuttles and crystal armor battle groups intertwined bloody battles, giant gods' weapons were blown open, destroying their stomachs, and destroying them withered and destroyed" that ordinary audiences like to see. The war was extremely simplified or restored to its original appearance - countless cold data changes, each data represents a starship or thousands of lives. The disappearance of data is more insignificant than the annihilation of chess pieces. Meng Lichuan must be as hard as possible, not to think about these numbers or the meaning behind the chess pieces, and send them to a place where "should die" as accurately as possible.

This is not an easy job.

She was under even more pressure than the real Star Sea Fleet staff and commander.

Because in the real Star Sea War, she would never be allowed to master so much data alone. Those who dispatch so many starships would have many staff members. The captain and commanders at all levels would help her share the pressure. She just wanted to be a simple screw.

Here, Meng Lichuan had to accurately allocate the last batch of supplies of the Federal Army to the front where he needed at the pace of processing hundreds of messages per second.

It is quite good to have data to process. Most of the time, when the enemy launches high-intensity magnetic interference, cutting off all the data sources, she is like a blind horse galloping on a cliff, and can only rely on "intuition", "talent" and a little "luck" to determine the delivery of materials.

Under the double impact of the calculation of the excessive load and the mental pressure like a beast, Meng Lichuan's brain once again broke through the limit of fatigue and reached the brink of collapse.

In a daze, she could no longer tell whether she was conducting a virtual strategic deduction or was really in an extremely cruel battlefield, watching her fleet fall into the abyss of destruction.

The lines of boring data and complicated charts all turned into lifelike illusions.

Meng Lichuan seemed to see countless federal starships ignited on the edge of the polar sky, turning into screaming butterflies.

It seemed like I saw the dark starry sky torn apart with bleeding wounds, and more, faster and more ferocious Holy Coal Starships crossed the wormhole and descended onto their heads.

Under the disturbance of star radiation, the invisible light waves shot out from the cannons of both sides emitted both magnificent and terrifying brilliance. The light intertwined, twisted, blended and entangled, just like countless mottled and gorgeous snakes suddenly appeared in the sea of ​​stars, biting and swallowing each other.

The big snake representing the Federation was swallowed up little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little by little.

"No, absolutely not!"

Meng Lichuan gritted her teeth, and the power burst out from somewhere suddenly increased by five times. Every supply ship under her command was like her nerve endings, which was extremely accurate and just rightly deployed.

On the front line she was responsible, the firepower output intensity of the Federal Army instantly doubled, causing countless Holy Alliance starships to be destroyed in the brilliant sea of ​​fire. Many senior team members expressed "appreciation" expressions to her, the newcomer, in the communication channel.

Unfortunately, in the magnificent duel of nearly one million starships, the individual's strength is insignificant after all. No matter how brave Meng Lichuan's front is, it cannot recover the decline of the other dozens of fronts.

What's more, a good wife cannot cook without rice. When Meng Lichuan exhausted the last batch of supplies and all the supply ships under her command turned into empty cans, she was completely helpless!

"Lichuan, your brain wave stimulation is not right. Quit out quickly, Quit out quickly and strategic deduction!"

A faintly, Meng Lichuan heard a voice calling anxiously in his ear.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, how could we lose? This deduction is simply a mess, a mess!"

Meng Lichuan's eyes were red, and he turned a deaf ear to the warning sounds in his ears. His eyes penetrated the chaotic data and shot towards the non-existent Holy Alliance fleet.

"Lichuan, you are about to get into trouble. Quit, hurry!"

The voice continued to shout.

What Meng Lichuan heard in his ears were the sarcasm, ridicule, screams and discouraged sighs on the forum.

"Fuck, we won't lose, and I won't just admit defeat!"

Meng Lichuan gritted his teeth, and every brain cell was boiling, burning and exploding.

“Forced quit, force quit!”

The voice in my ear screamed.

The data in front of Meng Lichuan jumped randomly, showing that a Holy Alliance fleet discovered her small supply fleet.

The acceleration and steering flexibility of the opponent's warship is far higher than that of her transport ship, and she has nowhere to escape.

Meng Lichuan snorted coldly, without hesitation, and controlled her supply ships to form a frontal confrontation formation - but because of the setting of the director team, the "morality" and "commandity" of her fleet fell to the bottom, and it was difficult to even show the attitude of "both burning with jade and stones".

So, she was not ready to "go to death with mercy", and the enemy rushed into her fleet like a hungry tiger pounced on her sheep. The numbers in front of Meng Lichuan turned into shining meteors, and the meteors gathered into a bleak white light, completely stuffing her soul. She fainted without even finishing her last swearing words.

...

Meng Lichuan slept the most important sleep in his life.

I also did the most, the most terrifying, and the most absurd nightmare.

Most of the nightmares were related to the Star Sea War. She was like she was trapped in a sticky swamp, with grease floating on the swamp, and then the grease was ignited. She watched her and her companions' heads burning.

I don’t know how many times this nightmare has been repeated, but Meng Lichuan barely opened his scarlet eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long time before confirming that he had woken up.

But she still had a split headache, as if someone had split her head and stuffed a starship into it.

The smell of disinfectant water floating in the air and the monitoring instruments "Didi" next to her made her confirm that she was lying in the hospital's medical cabin.

It should have been a long time since she thought hard for a while before she remembered what she was doing “the last moment”.

"Match, I'm playing!"

Meng Lichuan's heart tightened and she sat up suddenly. She felt dizzy. The starship in her head opened fire and smashed her back hard. By the way, her ears were ringing, and her eyes were filled with stars.

"Hey hey, what are you doing? I want to lie for another three days and three nights!"

A round face that looked a little "silly" appeared above the medical cabin and looked at her with a smile.

"Sister Taozi!"

Meng Lichuan's pretty face turned red and she screamed with embarrassment.

"Sister Taozi" is named Jiang Baitao. He is a veteran first-team member of the "Moon Demon Team". He is also a senior who brought Meng Lichuan into the door step by step. According to the rules of the cultivation world, even if she is her "guidor", the two naturally have a close relationship.

"The head hurts so much, me, what's wrong with me, Sister Taozi?"

Meng Lichuan pressed her temple and took a few deep breaths, "We are still playing in the game, why are you out?"

“There is a bad news and a good news.”

Jiang Baitao smiled and said, "The bad news is that you are desperate to stir up your brain cells and rush your computing power. You almost burst out all your cerebral blood vessels, and you are in the most serious way. You have been in the hospital for three days and three nights. You are such a desperate little girl.

"The good news is that 'almost' is infatuated, but there is no intention of 'being obsessed with the infatuation. Not only will you not leave any sequelae, but you also 'break through' and have been promoted several levels without even realizing it! Of course, you still need to conduct a series of tests to know about the specific brain condition. When you are well prepared, let's talk about it later!

"Anyway, your performance was 'shocking' three days ago. Now the entire strategic deduction center knows that there is a life-threatening girl like you. Not only many powerful people in the Anyue Foundation have retrieved your detailed information and are ready to focus on cultivating you, but even the military, Yaoshi Group and major sects are very interested in you, thinking that you have endless potential and want to dig you over. Hey, hey, you won't leave the 'Sister Taozi' who is so good to you, right?"

"ah……"

Meng Lichuan felt a little embarrassed and her cheeks were slightly red.

In the past, such good news was enough to make her jump three feet high and sing and dance.

However, after experiencing such a tragic Star Sea War, she suddenly no longer cared about her personal realm.

"The competition - is it over?"

Seeing Jiang Baitao's look as if she was smiling happily, a faint light appeared in her heart, "Can we turn a miracle at the last moment and actually win?"

"Another reversal, I've been fighting until the ammunition and food are gone, and the entire army is wiped out. How can I win? Of course, I lost. I lost all the way, and it was a mess, setting the biggest defeat in our Moon Demon Team and the opponent's Blood Shadow Team' in more than ten years. Oh, it's such a shame!"

Jiang Baitao said very simply.

"Why?"

Meng Lichuan was puzzled and murmured, "I lost, we actually lost. Then, why does Sister Taozi feel so relaxed and even happy?"

"Happy?"

Jiang Baitao rubbed his fat face and said with a smile, "Maybe I am very happy to see you wake up safely and have no choice but to help but feel happy?"

"Oh, what's the use of waking up? We lost after all. We must have scolded us on the forum now, right?"

Meng Lichuan said depressedly, "There are also polls. How many people support 'strike immediately' are left? 20%? 10%? Will it not be 5% gone?"

"Uh, that's it..."

Jiang Baitao's expression suddenly became very strange, and she coughed dryly, saying, "Now the comprehensive polls of the three authoritative forums show that 68% of people support 'strike troops immediately', and 17% of people who are uncertain. Only 15% of people think that they should 'consider' should 'consider', and think twice before acting', and as time goes by, the proportion of people supporting 'strike troops immediately' is still increasing."

"What?"
Chapter completed!