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On the night before the war, Zhuo Ziqiang lived a relaxed life, but the Black-faced King had a different scene.

Although the black-faced king who had not personally driven a warship for several years was already a little unfamiliar with his skills, he had a lot of experience. After watching the video of a few hours at home, he felt even more guilty when he was uneasy.

In fact, he had also watched the video of the gambling battle between Longyun and Rasho. At that time, the matter was not related. He just watched it briefly. At that time, he only felt that the operation method of Longyun was unexpected and did not have much impression. But now, when he looked at it carefully, he found that there were many situations in it that could not be judged by coincidence and luck. It can only be said that the captain of Longyun was too clever and had no trace.

The more you read it, the more frightened the Black-faced King became. The battle situation that he had originally thought was 70% sure has now become a 55-5-digit number.

"It's a pity that the video of his battle with the pirates has not been taken out yet. There is a missing important reference file. I wonder if he has other operating skills. It's such a pity!" The black-faced king sighed.

After watching the video, he did not go to bed, but called the eight ace captains under him to his home, watched the video repeatedly with them and formulated a set of tactical techniques to deal with this mysterious Zhuo Ziqiang.

Although the captains under him had a stunning feeling about the battle video of the Longyun, they were a little dissatisfied. After all, the Rasho was just an ordinary warship, but they had eight more advanced warships, which were not on the same level at all.

"It's too easy to deal with him. I think the boss's tactics just now are good. We divided the eight battleships into two offensive and defensive teams. One team specializes in the attack and attack, while the other team is used for defense and cover. The opponent's mere warship, let him play casually, and it is impossible to break through our defense line and dense firepower network!" A captain seemed to have seen the dawn of victory.

Another captain also said in a relaxed tone: "Our fleet has been tested and has defeated pirates several times. No matter how powerful Zhuo Ziqiang is, he can only surrender when facing our eight warships! If he dares not surrender, I will be able to beat him into the air within two rounds of attacks!"

Seeing that his captains were so confident, the Black-faced King did not attack them. He would never do anything to shake the morale of the army before the war, but he still pointed out the terrifying aspects of the Longyun to them.

"Although the other party only has one warship, have you noticed his operation method? Here, when it deviates to the left wing of the Rasho, although it is very fast, it is still moving left and right. Doing so is not so much that he is afraid of being hit by the Rasho, but this is his operating habit. Most of the people with such habits are experienced experts!"

A captain laughed when he heard this: "Maybe it's just that he's too timid. I think even if he doesn't do this kind of dodging action at this time, the probability of being hit by Rasho is almost zero."

"But look at it again. When he was performing this action, he also launched an attack on Rasho, but this attack hit Rasho! Do you know what this means? It is not something that anyone can do if you want to launch an attack at this time and hit it accurately! Not only you and me, I am afraid that the captains who are much taller than us may not be able to do it!" The Black-faced King explained to his subordinates with great sincerity.

"This is just a coincidence!" a captain shouted: "If he deliberately launched this attack and could accurately hit the target, then he could not be called a human, but a god! Did you see it? He used a small-caliber cannon. If he felt that this attack would definitely hit, he would definitely use a large-caliber cannon to severely damage the Rasho, not just a small-caliber cannon!"

"But, look, he only used small-caliber cannons at that time, and there were no heavier firepower units!" The black-faced king pointed out the key point.

"Anyway, he was blindly fooled, so it would never be possible to have such an accurate attack!" The captain did not believe such a fact.

The debate continued until dawn. Although the Black-faced King tried hard to make his captains understand the enemy's cleverness and power, these captains relied on their number advantage to fight from the very beginning that they thought it was impossible to lose. Therefore, the Black-faced King's efforts were almost in vain.

Of course, his efforts were not completely useless. The last few captains reached an agreement, that is, this guy named Zhuo Ziqiang. His luck seemed to be too good. He attacked many times that seemed impossible to succeed, but in the end he hit the other party. His luck was really not very good.

But that's all. Can't their eight excellent warships deal with a good-luck guy? This is simply a joke!

When it was almost dawn, they all went back and took a nap with a desire and excitement for the battle, making their final preparations for the upcoming battle.

The next morning, Zhuo Ziqiang brought a group of people to the office building of the ruling office.

The Black-faced King and his large group of subordinates had already been waiting here. When he saw Zhuo Ziqiang appearing in front of him with calmness and pressure, he suddenly felt an unprecedented premonition.

"Damn it! What's wrong with me? Are I still afraid of hitting one by eight? I'm really afraid of getting timid as I get older. Should I really retire??" The black-faced king almost wanted to secretly slap himself a few big mouths.

In addition to the Black-faced King, almost all the senior executives of Danbi City came. The power of this battle was too disparity, so it was an indispensable and great entertainment to watch this battle. Moreover, this battle also concerns the future changes in Danbi City, so they are naturally very concerned about it.

Although no one mentioned it, Maga undoubtedly became the host of the battle. In his words, he was extremely reluctant to see their battle from his heart and emotion. But now that things have come to this point, since it cannot be saved, he can only reluctantly preside over the battle, handling the specific details of all aspects, so that both sides have no regrets.

Maga also took out two documents and asked both parties involved in the battle to sign their own names. No matter what losses they have, they can only blame themselves for their poor strength and no one can blame them.

Then he gave Zhuo Ziqiang several combat locations and asked him to choose a suitable one. Although these locations are far away from the planet Daobo, they will pass through one or two wormholes, even if they fight to the darkness, they will not cause any damage to the planet Daobo.

Zhuo Ziqiang took a quick look at these locations, chose one with the shortest itinerary, and handed it back to Majia.

After Maga saw this place for the Black-faced King to show it to everyone so that they could see it clearly so that they would not run the wrong way when they went to watch the battle.

After everything was done, Zhuo Ziqiang and the others still left first and went to the spaceship to board the ship.

The Black-faced King, together with a group of old acquaintances and rivals, took a car to the spaceship berth.

"Old guy, do you think you can beat this young man?" Before boarding the ship, Maga asked the Black-faced King with great concern.

The black-faced king snorted in his nose, and then said, "Look, I won't beat him up and look for teeth!"

He said this, in fact, the Black-faced King is really unsure. The universe is vast and boundless. No one knows how many unknown masters are hidden. But the problem is, if Zhuo Ziqiang is really a peerless master, how could he stay in the small place of Yuri?

With an inexplicable sense of heaviness, the black-faced king boarded his spaceship with great worries and led the eight warships toward the battlefield.

Because he hadn't driven a warship to fight for a long time, this time he did not participate in the battle himself and could only watch the battle and command. But this is good, he can understand the situation on the battlefield more clearly from the periphery of the battlefield, and it is more convenient to command.

Dozens of spacecraft took off one after another, covering the sky dark. After quickly breaking away from the gravity of the planet Daub, these spacecraft flew towards the battle site one after another.

Not long after passing through a wormhole, a large group of spacecraft arrived at the battle site. Under the leadership of Maga, the battle site and the observation site were quickly divided into two areas, one was the original position of the Longyun, and the other was naturally the position of the eight battleships of the Black-faced King. Of course, after the battle began, there were no so-called positions on both sides, and they could go deep into the other party's hinterland to attack.

After both the fighter and the visitor were ready, after Maga issued the starting command, the two sides officially began the battle.

At the beginning of the battle, Zhuo Ziqiang ordered the Longyun to add several large and small cannons based on the original exposed firepower, which shocked the Black-faced King and everyone watching the battle.

"Can you say that so many bulges on it are all large and small guns?" someone said in an incredible tone.

Maga said in a relaxed tone: "You are just confused by him. You are optimistic. If all the raised ends are guns, then there are more than a thousand guns! Although most of them are small-caliber guns, it is impossible to have so many guns!"

"Yes! I think he is using a trick of suspicion and deliberately trying to disturb the other party's mind. Zhuo Ziqiang is really good at playing psychological tactics!"

The black-faced king touched his little heart through his clothes and was beating his heart. He really didn't know what to say. Since he met Zhuo Ziqiang, he had no feeling at all and was so dizzy that he didn't know what he wanted to do.

"Damn it, there are only more than forty cannons in total! I still have to show off my appearance as if it is full of cannons. What kind of tactics are he playing like? Did he deceive the child?" The black-faced king comforted himself and said.

"Ah, his fighter jets are coming out! I heard that there are fifty fighter jets on his warship. How could he afford to support so many pilots as an escort armed ship? Also, these fighter jets require a lot of maintenance time every time they take off and land. How many people do they need? I really don't know what he was thinking!" Someone seemed a little confused.

However, after the Longyun fighter plane was dispatched, these people were stunned again.

"Why, aren't there only fifty aircraft? When did it become one hundred aircraft? Really, really... what should I say?" One of them could only say this, because he really had nothing to say.

The Black-faced King felt even more pressure. He only brought eight fighter jets on his eight battleships. Even so, he felt that he was a little unbearable in terms of economics. However, the other party's Longyun brought one hundred fighter jets on a ship. What did he think? Do these fighter jets do not need maintenance and all of these pilots do not need salaries?

"Our fighter planes should be dispatched!" The Black-faced King saw that the other party had dispatched the fighter planes, so he had no choice but to order all the fighter planes to be dispatched. Originally, he had plans. If the other party did not dispatch the fighter planes, he would not have to let the pilots take the risk of fighting. Although the pilots were not as good as the commander of the warship, they were also extremely scarce professional talents. Losing one was a huge loss.

After seeing that the fighter planes of both sides were dispatched, the two sides began to approach. He let out a long breath and finally started.

Zhuo Ziqiang sat upright at the front of the command room, looked at the screen in front of him, swung his ten fingers quickly, and then placed them on the operating table.

"The fighter jets are divided into four groups, two groups approaching the enemy's group and fighting with them. The other two groups encircle the opponent's fleet from the left and right wings to carry out harassing attacks, and try to disrupt their formation and attack rhythm!" Zhuo Ziqiang first issued an action order to the fighter jets for this period.

The Longyun approached the opponent's warship slowly, and soon the two sides were about to come to the middle.

Before the battle of the warship began, the aircraft groups of both sides attacked each other.

The fighter jets on the Longyun won because they had ammunition sufficient and were able to replenish ammunition when they returned to the flight. So as soon as they came into contact with the opponent's fleet, they immediately opened up firepower, sprinkled a large amount of ammunition, and penetrated them into the enemy fleet, causing the formation of the Black-faced King's fighter jets to stagnate and avoided the attacks.

"Damn, does their ammunition cost money? Launching an attack so early can disrupt the formation of my fighter planes, but what should they do when their ammunition is insufficient in a while?" The Black-faced King didn't understand the other party's tactical intentions very much.

Zhuo Ziqiang knew that the reason should not be missed. Although he was heading for the other side's fleet, he was always paying attention to the dynamics of the aircraft group between the two sides. Seeing that the formation of the aircraft group of the other side was a little scattered, he immediately took the opportunity to support the attack with rapid-fire cannons and sprinkled the artillery into the aircraft group.

The initial formation of the Black-faced King's aircraft group was naturally very loose. It was very difficult to hit any of their fighter jets with such a formation, but when their formation was chaotic, some of the fighter jets would be in a very dangerous situation.

Although these fighter jets are very far away, if you look at them from a certain perspective, they are actually very close or even overlapping. Zhuo Ziqiang needs such an opportunity.

It is not only difficult to aim at a certain fighter jet alone and shoot it down, but it may not be worth it. But now Zhuo Ziqiang is aiming at one or two, but ten or twenty.

The Longyun fired out in a round of artillery fire, but the people watching the battle could not understand it. Although this distance could theoretically hit these fighter jets, the possibility was extremely small. Is he betting on his good luck?

But it seems that Zhuo Ziqiang's luck is indeed good. Although the first round of attacks of the fighter jets on the Longyun did not hit any enemy planes, the rapid-fire cannons from the Longyun hit three enemy planes with extreme accuracy and knocked them out of the air, turning them into smoke and dust in the air.

"Ah, damn!" The black-faced king felt a pain in his heart, as if someone had cut off a piece of his flesh.

Three fighter jets and three pilots turned into garbage in space just one encounter. How did he face such facts? If the other party did this a few more times, how much of his family would be left?

"He can hit the target at such a distance! How did he do it?" The people watching the game did not care about the loss of the Black-faced King three fighter jets and three pilots. They were more concerned about why Zhuo Ziqiang hit these fighter jets.

Another observer who watched the game seemed to have figured out what was going on, and when he heard this, he asked, "Has you hit it? Haven't you just approached? Is it so fast?"

Maga looked dark, and the expert knew if it was there once he took action. Zhuo Ziqiang's seemingly random attack actually received a miraculous effect. This cannot be easily concluded with the word "luck".

"What kind of guy is here on our Daobo planet? What is his purpose for coming here? Is he trying to...?"

"Ode to the Consul, I think this person is not simple. This person is really too dangerous!" Someone next to Maga immediately reminded him.

Maga stared at the screen in front of her and murmured to herself: "Black-faced King, I think you can surrender!"

"Oh, damn it! This guy is so lucky. Can you hit our fighter planes with just one shot?" A captain under the Black-faced King could hardly believe it was true and wailed.

"Is this really his luck? Why do I feel a little bad?" another captain said in a somewhat hesitant tone.

When they watched the video last night, they did not experience it personally. Now, the three lively lives have turned into clouds and smoke in a blink of an eye, and they cannot help but feel cold in their hearts.

The black-faced king covered his heart and stood up from his seat, and ordered in a stern tone: "All fighters maintain their initial formation and launch the most violent counterattack against the enemy fighters!"

Then he ordered all the captains who participated in the battle and said, "Remember for me, don't underestimate the opponent's fighter jets. Although they may not necessarily pose a serious threat to you, they will still create an excellent attack opportunity for their main ships! You must not be fooled by the opponent, and must maintain formation. If the enemy aircraft group is close, don't be afraid of wasting ammunition. Blast them back hard and drive them far away!"

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