"Damn..."

Every word in the forum is like a hot steel nail, which pricks Meng Lichuan's eyes, pierces her chest and burns her palm red.

She does not necessarily stand at such a high strategic height and firmly believes in such big truths as "lips die and teeth die".

Just because of her inborn stubbornness, she couldn't bear to fail, especially in the first important strategy deduction she participated in on behalf of the "moon demon team".

"Diddiddidi!"

Cooldown time is up, she can join the regiment again.

Take a deep breath, condense the soul and spirit, Meng Lichuan once again sink into the neural interaction fluid, closed eyes but see a series of colorful data flow, she once again entered the strategic deduction.

This time, she played the role of a senior staff officer supporting the fleet, or was responsible for transporting fuel, ammunition and space shuttle to the most needed places on the front line. If possible, she would drag the damaged starship back with the wounded, and carry out emergency repair in the large maintenance fortress in the rear, so as to restore at least 35% of the combat effectiveness.

In a flash, the torrent of data, the whirlpool of information, the meteor shower composed of various formulas, charts and curves, hit her head.

In this kind of expert level strategy deduction, we can hardly see the scenes that ordinary audiences like: "star ships line up in battle, space war shuttle and crystal armor battle regiment crisscross bloody battle, giant magic soldiers open their bellies and pull out decadent." the war has been extremely simplified or restored to its original appearance - countless cold data changes, Every data represents a star ship 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 thinking about the meaning behind these numbers or chess pieces, and send them to the place where they should die as accurately as possible.

It's not an easy job.

She was even under more pressure than the real staff and commander of the Starfleet.

Because in the real star sea war, she will never be allowed to master so much data and dispatch so many star ships. There will be many staff officers, captains and commanders at all levels to help her share the pressure. She just needs to be a simple screw.

Here, Meng Lichuan had to process hundreds of messages per second to accurately allocate the last few supplies of the federal army to the most needed front.

It's good to have data to deal with. More often, when the enemy launches a high-intensity psionic interference and cuts off all her data sources, she is like a blind person galloping on a cliff. She can only rely on "intuition", "talent" and a little "luck" to decide the delivery of materials.

Under the double impact of the huge amount of calculation and the fierce mental pressure, in just half an hour, Meng Lichuan's brain broke through the limit of fatigue again and reached the verge of collapse.

In a trance, she could not tell whether she was carrying out a virtual strategic deduction or whether she was really in a cruel battlefield, watching her fleet fall into the abyss of destruction.

The lines of boring data and a pair of intricate charts, all turned into a vivid illusion.

Meng Lichuan seems to see that countless federal starships are on fire at the edge of the polar horizon, turning into a screaming butterfly.

It seems to see that the dark sky is torn open and bleeding wounds, and more, faster and more ferocious st alliance starships cross the wormhole and come to their heads.

Under the disturbance of stellar radiation, the invisible light waves emitted by the naval guns of both sides emit both magnificent and terrifying brilliance. The light is staggered, twisted, blended and twined, just like countless mottled and gorgeous snakes in the sea of stars, biting and devouring each other.

The serpent representing the Federation, however, was irresistibly swallowed by the serpent representing the holy alliance.

"No, never!"

Meng Lichuan clenched her teeth. The computing power of her power suddenly increased by five times. Every supply ship under her command was like her nerve endings, which she put into place precisely.

In the front she was in charge of, the firepower output intensity of the federal army instantly doubled, causing countless star ships of the holy alliance to annihilate in the brilliant sea of fire. Many senior team members expressed their "appreciation" to her as a newcomer in the communication channel.

Unfortunately, in the magnificent duel of nearly a million starships, the strength of the individual is small after all. No matter how brave Meng Lichuan's front is, it will not be able to recover the decline of the other dozens of fronts.

What's more, it's hard for a cunning woman to make a meal without rice. When Meng Lichuan runs out of the last batch of supplies and all her supply ships become empty tins, she will be completely helpless!

"Lichuan, there's something wrong with the range of your brain wave. Step back, step back from the strategy deduction!"

Vaguely, Meng Lichuan heard a voice calling anxiously in her ear.

"Hateful, hateful, hateful, how can we lose? This deduction is a mess

Meng Lichuan killed red eyes, turned a deaf ear to the warning sound, looked through the chaotic data and shot at the non-existent shengmeng fleet.

"Lichuan, you're going to be possessed. Get out, get out!"

The voice continued.

What Meng Lichuan heard in her ears were the sarcasm, ridicule, scream and frustrated sighs on the forum.

"Fart, we won't lose, I won't just give up!"

Meng Lichuan grits her teeth, every brain cell is boiling, burning and exploding.

"Forced exit, forced exit!"

There was a scream in my ear.

Meng Lichuan's data in front of her shows that a Holy Alliance fleet has found her small supply fleet.

The acceleration and steering flexibility of the other warship are much higher than that of her transport ship, so she has no place to escape.

Meng Lichuan snorted coldly. Without hesitation, she manipulated the supply ships under her command to form a frontal attack formation. However, because of the setting of the directing team, the "morale value" and "command degree" of her fleet fell to the bottom, and it was difficult to even put on the posture of "burning jade and stone".

As a result, before she was ready to "die generously", the enemy rushed into her fleet like a hungry tiger. The numbers in front of Meng Lichuan's eyes turned into shining meteors. The meteors gathered into a bleak white light, which completely smothered her spirit. Before she even finished her last swearing, she fainted.

……

Meng Lichuan had the deepest sleep of her life.

And I had the most, the most terrible, the most ridiculous nightmares.

Most nightmares are related to the star wars. She is like falling into a sticky swamp, which is covered with grease. Then, the grease is ignited, and she watches her and her partner's head burn.

This nightmare I do not know how many times repeated, Meng Lichuan barely opened his scarlet eyes, staring at the ceiling for a long time, to confirm that he woke up.

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

The smell of disinfectant floating in the air, and the nearby "diddidi" monitoring instrument let her confirm that she was lying in the medical cabin of the hospital.

Time should have passed for a long time, until she thought hard for a while, then she remembered what she was doing at the last moment.

"The game, I'm in the game!"

Meng Lichuan felt tight in her heart and sat up abruptly. She felt that the sky was spinning and the star ship in her head was firing hard, which hit her back heavily. By the way, her ears were singing and her eyes were shining with stars.

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

A round, looking at some "naive" face, appeared in the top of the medical cabin, smiling at her.

"Sister peach!"

Meng Lichuan blushed with embarrassment.

"Peach sister" is named Jiang Baitao. She is a veteran first-line member of the "moon demon team". She is also the elder who brought Meng Lichuan in hand. According to the rules of Xiuzhen world, even if she is her "guide", they naturally have a lot of friendship.

"My head hurts. What's wrong with me, sister peach?"

Meng Lichuan pressed her temple and took a few deep breaths. "We are still competing. How did you come out?"

"There's bad news and good news."

Jiang Baitao said with a smile, "the bad news is that you are desperate to stir up your brain cells and use your computing power. You almost burst your cerebral blood vessels and fall into the most serious obsession. You have been lying in the hospital for three days and three nights. You are really a miserable little girl.

"The good news is that you are" almost "possessed by the devil, that is, you don't mean to be possessed by the devil. Not only will you not leave any sequelae, but you are also" ready to break through ". You have been promoted several levels even without being aware of it! Of course, the specific brain condition, but also to carry out a series of tests to know, and so you take care of it, say it slowly!

"In a word, your performance three days ago was" amazing ". Now the whole strategic rehearsal center knows that you are such a little girl. Not only many strong people in the dark moon foundation have obtained your detailed information, but also they want to focus on training you. Even the military, Yaoshi group and major sects are very interested in you and think you have great potential, I want to dig you up. Hey, you won't leave the peach sister who is so kind to you, will you

"Ah..."

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

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

However, after experiencing such a fierce star war, she suddenly didn't care so much about her personal level.

"The game - is it over?"

Meng Lichuan saw Jiang Baitao's light and smiling face, and a faint glimmer of light appeared in her heart. "Did we win at the last moment

"If you are a ghost, you'll have to fight until you run out of ammunition and food. If the whole army is destroyed, how can you win? Of course, you've lost. You've lost to the ground. It's the biggest defeat of our" moon demon team "and the opposite" blood shadow team "in more than ten years. Alas, what a shame!"

Jiang Baitao said very simply.

"Why?"

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

"Happy?"

Jiang Baitao rubbed his fat face and said with a smile, "maybe I'm glad to see you wake up safe and sound?"

"Well, what's the use of waking up? We've lost after all. Now we must be scolded bloody on the forum, right?"

Meng Lichuan said, "there are also public opinion surveys. How many people are left to support" sending troops immediately "? 20%? 10%? Not even 5%

"Er, this..."

Jiang Baitao's expression suddenly became very strange. With a dry cough, he said, "now the comprehensive opinion polls of the three authoritative forums show that 68% of the people support" sending troops immediately ", and 17% of the people are uncertain. Only 15% of the people think that" we should take a long-term view and think twice before we move forward ". Moreover, with the passage of time, the number of people who support" sending troops immediately "is still rising."

"What?"

Meng Lichuan was stunned. He sat up straight again and went back straight. He was dizzy, but he screamed, "is there any mistake? How can it be like this?"