Csilla Encirclement Battle (Part Two)
However, the Paccosh Commander no longer cared about any of that. He naturally knew his fighter formations were being slaughtered. What was more, not far away, the Chiss fighters were already rushing over and would soon join the battle.
Compared with the completely unfamiliar Wraith fighters, Viking fighters, and Saber fighters, the Grysk Hegemony knew Chiss territory's military equipment inside and out. The Paccosh Commander also understood that Chiss fighters were superior to those of the Paccian Governance, but only to a limited extent. There was no generational gap between them.
However, because the Chiss were fighting on home ground, they had more than enough fighters. Once the Chiss fighters arrived, his numerical advantage would vanish completely. What awaited his fighter formations would be an even more brutal slaughter!
The Paccosh Commander slammed a hand onto the console and roared, "Launch every fighter! Hold back those stealth fighters! All warships, concentrate fire on the Eternal! We must sink it! Glory to the Grysk!!"
Upon hearing the order, his adjutant immediately straightened his back and shouted, "Glory to the Grysk!!"
Inside the hangars of every warship, the fighter pilots standing ready showed no hesitation whatsoever upon receiving this suicidal order. On the contrary, they all stood tall, saluted, and roared in unison, "Glory to the Grysk!!"
The Grysk's control did not affect these people's basic judgment, but wherever Grysk interests were concerned, it directly twisted their thinking.
For example, in an army like this, the soldiers obeyed the Grysk absolutely. Even if the order sent them to their deaths, they would not hesitate.
The high-speed warship fleet descended into madness. Even in the middle of battle, they threw open their hangars and launched every fighter.
The moment a heavy warship opened its hangar doors, it was