187: Whose subordinate is this?

"Hummm!!!"

Xi Hai felt a soft sound come from the Warship beneath his feet.

After a day and a night of sailing, the massive fleet finally exited the void and returned to Tianjin Seat V89.

The place they landed this time was still the temporary headquarters of the Guardian Angel Legion — the Tianjin Seat V89 Earth No. 5 star system.

More than 6,000 Pioneer Ships formed an orderly queue and hovered systematically outside the Node Space Station.

The hibernation system, following the pre-set program, began to wake those guys sleeping in the centralized hibernation zones.

In a while, someone would naturally come to take them to their temporarily arranged living quarters.

As for those Pioneer Ships, after the personnel on board left, they would activate their curvature drives and fly toward the Industrial Zone here.

They would unfold into bases and integrate directly into the production line cluster.

That megastructure and its escort formation were prepared to land on the edge of the Industrial Zone.

The workers and engineers there had already been notified; they would hold a seminar on how to repair this pre-era megastructure and plan out several feasible solutions.

And finally, there was Xi Hai's storm, along with the Ninth Mobile Fleet that accompanied them this time.

They arrived at the Legion's headquarters port.

During this operation, a few FG300s that had unfortunately had their paint scratched sailed toward the maintenance dock, while the rest formed neat queues and, under the command of the control tower, sailed orderly toward the Starport —

The storm was scheduled among the first batch of Warships to enter the port.

As soon as the mechanical arm was fixed and the boarding bridge was set up, Xi Hai walked down.

Down below was Julius, who had already received the news and was waiting there.

"Is the work finished?"

"And you came here to pick me up?"

Looking at Julius in his neat, crisp uniform, Xi Hai walked up with a smile, punched him on the shoulder, and asked.

Julius saluted and replied:

"Report! We have already started deploying and executing the plans you left behind."

As he spoke, he took out a pen-like tablet and unfolded it.

"This is the work report for this period!"

Xi Hai nodded, took the work report, replied with a "good," and immediately asked:

"I will read these reports myself in a while."

"Has Oran and his First Mobile Fleet returned?"

Julius was stunned for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.

"Report, not yet."

Not yet?

Xi Hai's eyelids twitched.

Given their configuration, they shouldn't have been fighting until now without returning, right?

Could it be that they encountered some powerful enemy they couldn't defeat even with all their might?

"Why haven't they returned yet? Weren't those heavy industrial star systems in the plan already recovered?"

Julius shook his head, deliberated on his wording, and said:

"They are currently..."

"Probably eating at a buffet?"

Xi Hai: ???

"What the hell?"

Julius handed over a battle report.

"Sorry, I don't know how to describe this. This is their battle report; take a look —"

"Alright," Xi Hai replied, took the battle report, and walked toward the Shuttle.

...

Soon, the Shuttle stopped in front of the office.

At first, Xi Hai didn't think much of Oran's battle report and just scanned it briefly —

He thought that guy Oran was just a reckless brute who didn't want to come back because he was having fun fighting.

But the further he read, the more Xi Hai realized he wasn't.

Not only was he not a reckless brute, he was terrifyingly strong.

Looking at the latter part of the battle report, he dared to split his forces into ten routes with just one mobile fleet and a few thousand Warships, launching a pincer annihilation attack against dozens of Alien Fleet star systems at once —

And what was even more absurd was that this guy actually succeeded.

Even Xi Hai couldn't help but exclaim after reading it — the command headquarters of the First Mobile Fleet was simply a group of talented people.

The communication provided to the Warships by the night lamp was 100% real-time communication. Xi Hai hadn't told them about it before, but these guys had figured it out on their own.

Relying on this trick, under Oran's leadership, they conducted continuous dynamic command for nearly 80 hours.

And the fleet naturally followed them, fighting at high intensity for over 80 hours.

The entire fleet had already taken turns resting three or four times; everyone was in a continuous cycle of fighting, resting, and fighting, almost becoming a screw on the Warship.

And their battle achievements were just as impressive as their operations —

In just over ten days, they had punched straight through the entire Tianjin Seat V89 — and from three sides at that.

And their subsequent operations were even more jaw-dropping.

If an ordinary person achieved their results, the normal thought would be:

"We have created three narrow salients and annihilated a large number of enemy fleets; the next step is to think about how to safely retreat while preserving our battle results."

But just by looking at the battle report, Xi Hai knew what the First Mobile Fleet was thinking at the time —

"What salient? Look, didn't I smash their flanks? What salient? That's a encirclement! That's called us surrounding them, you know! It's just that our encirclement is a bit thin!"

"Now! Close the encirclement for me! It's time for us to pincer them! Start all pincer offensives, start, start, start! Smash that bunch of aliens to pieces for me! Beat the shit out of them!"

And so, they really followed the tactics of an encirclement annihilation battle and pushed straight toward the center.

And those Alien Fleets were indeed beaten into a state of total rout, retreating toward the center — oh no, they couldn't even run away.

As long as they calibrated the gravity parameters, they could find which Gravity Conduit the Alien Fleet was relying on.

Then the First Mobile Fleet's Warships would use the Void Bubble Engine to fly halfway there, drop a gravity disruptor, and directly drag out the fleeing Alien Fleet Warships to crush them into slag.

The original plan was to recover those heavy industrial star systems within seven days, recover all resource mining star systems within a month, and subsequently liberate all 500+ star systems of the entire Tianjin Seat V89 within a year.

As a result, after being fought by the First Mobile Fleet like this, more than 200 of the 300+ lost star systems were directly recovered — and almost all of them were key star systems.

As for why that guy Oran hadn't returned yet?

That was because that guy had just completed the division and encirclement of an Alien Fleet with a scale of tens of thousands of ships yesterday and was now preparing for annihilation.

The "eating at a buffet" that Julius mentioned indeed perfectly summarized the current state of him and the First Mobile Fleet.

Closing the battle report in his hand, Xi Hai felt that he really couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth at all —

Being able to rely on their own subjective initiative to directly execute tactics similar to a blitzkrieg?

Whose subordinate is this? To be so fierce!

Oh, it turns out it's mine.

That's fucking awesome!