Vol 3 Chapter 889: Hole cards

Planet 4, the evolutionary speed of war forms is beyond everyone's imagination.
Krasu thought that after the increase in troops, he would have all-round advantages from firepower to troops, but the problem was that Chu Jungui also thought so.
Both of them went into the war with confidence, only to find that the situation was not what they thought they were, and they were evenly matched.
The chariot forces of the two sides have only just begun to contact, and the firepower projection has reached a level that can be called crazy. Both Kelasu and Chu Jungui were thinking about whether they should work harder to raise the firepower delivery to the point of being frantic.
At this moment, what the frontline troops saw and heard was an explosion or an explosion. The enemy and us were intertwined in their field of vision, and no one knew whether the next one appeared in the scope of sight was the enemy or the friend. But compared to annihilating the enemy, now it seems that praying is more important, praying that those flying missiles and shells will not fall on one's head.
After being scrubbed by Chu Jungui with missiles for ten rounds, Krasu found that he had 7,000 fewer tanks in his hand and 1,200 fewer assault boats. This was due to the fact that the targets became more and more sparse, and the effectiveness of missile scrubbing fell sharply. Now Krasu no longer dared to say that Jungui Chu could wash a few times. The missile in this guy's hand was just like he didn't need money.
Of course, light years are not so easy. This time Crasu assembled a full 4,000 support assault boats. The firepower projection ability of these aerial turrets is extremely fierce, and can throw two tons of explosives on light years every minute. It's only been half an hour now, and a light year is equivalent to several nuclear bombs. However, the strike accuracy of these aerial turrets can be much higher than that of nuclear bombs, and the killing effect is much stronger than that of nuclear bombs. Once the special shells fall, the tanks within the absolute kill radius will all become parts.
Coupled with the pre-determined death channel of the ground federal tanks, more than 8,000 tanks have been lost in a light year within half an hour of the war, and the rate of loss has not slowed down.
The entire battlefield has become a huge crusher, and no matter steel or flesh and blood, it will be crushed mercilessly.
It seems that the Federation suffers more, but in Krasu's eyes, this is not the case from the perspective of military expenditure. Jun Chu returned to wash the ground for ten rounds and fired more than 1 million missiles. This type of missile is not cheap. Even if it sends 500,000, it is an astronomical figure. You must know that the shells of the support boat cost 10,000 yuan per round. So calculated, the light-year loss is 5 times that of the Federation.
Chu Jungui also took a look at the loss ratio of military expenditure, and came to an extreme conclusion in the other direction.
The average cost of these missiles is just over a thousand, which is almost the same as without money. Under mass production, the cost of the monomer will drop to an incredible level. As more energy bases are put into use, Chu Jungui feels that the cost of missiles may be discounted by 30% or 20%. If it is sold by the catty in the home planet era, even cabbage is not so cheap.
Although Chu Jungui's family background was beyond imagination, but the military expenditure exchange ratio allowed Krasu to see the dawn of victory, and he took the lead in making adjustments.
A row of small holes suddenly appeared on the closed high platform, expelling a large amount of steam from it, and it was immediately sucked away by the exhaust system on the top of the ceiling. As the number of simultaneous commands handled by Krasu steadily stood above 500, he and his equipment also needed to cool down.
From the 9th Army's array, another thousand support air assault boats were raised to join the frenzied firepower projection battle. At the same time, more than ten different troops were activated at the same time, rushing to the front lines in different directions.
An urgent communication request appeared in front of Krassus. Although he was already in full-speed working mode, Krassus still took one-500th of his energy to connect to the communication.
Kun's image appeared, and as soon as it appeared, he was angrily and said: "Why are my direct troops gone?! Shouldn't they take orders from me?"
Crassou kept a smile and said, "Whether in Bilind or the Federation, my power is above you. This is even more true in this war. All your command powers are established based on my authorization. If I withdraw my authorization, then you can only command yourself. Regardless of the nature of this force, even if it is your personal guard, it is now under my command. Do you understand what I said?"
Kun angrily said: "But this is war! The melee! It's fine if you transfer all my troops away. Without the direct troops, who will protect me? Do you want me to fight like a soldier?"
Krasu smiled and said: "It is a great waste to let you fight like a soldier. I can't do this kind of thing. Even if you are my enemy, I won't do it. Moreover, you are still my dear. Little Junior Brother, I personally punish you for your poor study several times. Your troops can play a greater value in my hands. As for you, rest assured, just stay where you are. You can’t beat them in light years. With you, the situation is already obvious now, this war..."
After Krasu's iconic hearty long smile, Fang clanged: "My advantage is with me!"
Kun sat blankly in his fighter plane, looking at the cut-off communication channel, and his mind suddenly became a mess. He had confidence in Krasu, but the problem was that he had reached the point of blindly following Chu Jungui. And Kun always felt that Krasu's tone, demeanor and confidence when he said that sentence seemed to have been seen somewhere.
Kun took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, as a last resort, just to show his identity as a shareholder to Lightyear!
But he thought in a blink of an eye, what if Chu Jun returned to this guy wanted to murder the shareholders?
Thinking of this, Kun's heartbeat started to speed up again. He finally thought of one thing, even if Chu Jungui harmed him, the shares were not Chu Jungui's return!
Then Kun began to wonder who his first successor was...
In the 61st minute of the battle~EbookFREE.me~, the fighting forces of both sides have been in full contact and fought desperately on a front line of hundreds of kilometers long. On the vast land, more than 100,000 tanks are fighting forever. The flames of war spread in three directions, but the direction where Krasu and Kun were located was very quiet, and no light-year-old chariot could break through the federal defense line and get here.
Until this time, the 9th Marine Corps had not moved, quietly waiting for Krasu's order.
More than 60,000 tanks have been put into the battlefield by Light Years, but Krasu has not been able to force Krasu to use the 9th Army. This is where Krasu's confidence lies. If the battle has only been fought for an hour and you have to invest in the most powerful reserve team, then this battle will not be necessary. At this time, 60,000 light-year-old tanks appeared on the battlefield, and Krasu originally estimated that the total number of light-year-old tanks was 60,000. This is still a relaxed calculation.
From this point of view, despite the fierce offensive, Lightyear's cards are almost played. The 9th Army, the trump card in Krasu's hand, has not moved yet.
Krasu's fingers began to tap the armrest rhythmically again, with a brisk rhythm.
With the stalemate in the battle, Jungui Chu was also counting the cards in his hand and counting for a while.
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