Lunar Grave!
After dressing properly, Stone Tooth took a deep breath and, guided by the AI, stepped into the fleet command center.
"Report on the battle situation."
Its gaze was extremely sharp, majestic and domineering. It began to read the intelligence that had been shelved by "Cracked Jaw" in an orderly manner, while promptly responding to the orders of various war zones, actively mobilizing ground troops, and implementing and deploying the defense system.
"Currently, the enemy has occupied the equatorial position of the warships, and more than 80% of the area, including ecological, living, and supply zones, has had multiple defense lines severed."
The AI presents the current battle situation in a graphical format, marking the positions of major ground forces and providing real-time dynamic visuals.
Stone Tooth glanced at it, then asked, "Approximately how long will it take for the outer fleet to reach Earth?"
"Three hours, Marshal."
"Marshal?"
Upon hearing this title, Stone Tooth paused for half a second before immediately guessing the reason. "It's—the decision of the High Councilor Elder?"
"Yes, Marshal Stone Tooth," the AI said emotionlessly. "Just half a minute ago, the Supreme Council of the Devourer Imperium, with its ten elders, voted to appoint you as the Supreme Military Marshal of the Devourer Imperium, granting you the authority to command, mobilize, and requisition all resources belonging to the Devourer Imperium."
"A promotion during wartime, haha--"
However, upon hearing the news of its promotion, Stone Tooth felt no excitement whatsoever; in fact, it felt a little bitter. It turned its head to look at the table, where its lover and daughter were.
That nightmarish scene assaulted its senses, causing Stone Tooth to lower its head in agony, bite its tongue, and let the bitter blood flow into its throat, forcing itself to calm down through the pain.
"I will never let the Devourer Imperium be destroyed—I swear!"
After calming himself down, Stone Tooth's mind began to race. "Regiment 177 and 178th Regiments, immediately flank the enemy's salient from the east and west! The 8th Guard Regiment, retreat and create an opening!"
Under its command, the Devourer troops, whose fighting strength had been hampered by chaotic command at the front lines, gradually began to counterattack.
From a high vantage point, the entire battlefield situation resembled the Devourer opening its pockets, its wings gradually closing like a pair of pincers, ready to cut off the human offensive!
"Do you dare to come?"
Stone Tooth stared intently at the battle map.
"Marshal Stone Tooth, based on my analysis, the plan has a very low success rate. The enemy won't fall for such an obvious trap," the AI said from the side.
Yes, anyone with even a little common sense about warfare can see that the current situation is clearly that of the Devourer Imperium.
The plan is to deliberately lure the enemy deep into our territory, then use our flanking forces to cut them off, disrupt the battlefield, and finally encircle them!
"It's better if it doesn't succeed."
Stone Tooth, however, was not worried at all. Its bloodshot pupils stared at the battlefield, and it let out a cold laugh.
Alvin, noticing the Devourer forces suddenly becoming more organized, also keenly realized that the enemy had set a "trap."
But isn't this a bit too obvious?!
Alvin frowned, suddenly hesitating. He believed that with the strength of the three main regiments, even if they were surrounded,
They also have the ability to fight their way out.
The question is—would the Devourers' commanders really be so foolish as to think they couldn't see through such a simple scheme?
Alvin had one advantage: he never underestimated any enemy. He deeply understood that Lion needs to go all out to hunt a rabbit, and the price of underestimating the enemy was the loss of tens or hundreds of thousands of lives!
"No, it's definitely not that simple."
Alvin was extremely cautious. Judging from the Devourer forces' sudden and orderly defense and the coordination between the various units, it was clear that they were not as rigid as before, obviously indicating that the commander had been changed.
It's like a game of chess.
What may seem like a foolish move by the enemy could very well be a deliberate vulnerability revealed!
So what exactly does the other party want?
Alvin fell into deep thought, but did not stop or interfere with the command at the front. After all, apart from a certain principal, no one would directly interfere with the command at the front, as doing so would only make things more chaotic.
"Your His Highness Alvin, an urgent communication has been received."
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Suddenly, a communication came through the war AI: "This is from MOSS. Just now, the base on the Luna detected hundreds of fleets of the Devourer Imperium breaking away from their main warships, heading towards Earth."
"The Devourer's fleet, is its target Earth?"
This message, like a bolt of lightning, cleaved through the fog in Alvin's mind, instantly revealing the truth. "So that's it, the Devourer Imperium's target is Earth; they're stalling for time!"
He finally saw through his opponent's move!
The Devourers' ground forces deliberately opened their "pockets," setting up such an obvious trap, not to cut off and annihilate the invading humans, but intentionally to make them discover it!
In other words, the commanders of the Devourers wanted to make them hesitant to advance further, and instead, to attack from the perimeter, thus slowing down their advance and buying time for the outer fleet!
Once the outer fleets reach Earth's airspace, the situation will be instantly reversed!
With humanity's current strength, it is completely unable to resist the Devourer's Space Fleet. In just a few hours, it could completely destroy billions of people and social organizations on the surface!
In this way, even if the Devourer Imperium ultimately cannot escape its fate of destruction, at least it can drag humanity down with it!
If the humans who invaded the warships do not want this to happen, resulting in a lose-lose situation, then they have no choice but to back down.
But if we back down, it would be tantamount to handing over the initiative to the Devourer Imperium.
It must be said that the opponent's plan was indeed very clever, almost a "self-destructive" tactic, which made Alvin admire it.
Unfortunately, he had too many trump cards up his sleeve!
From the very beginning, this was not an equal war. Alvin held the information advantage, and the Devourer Civilization was practically transparent to him!
"I'm sorry—there's no hope there."
Alvin smiled slightly, gazing at the warships heading to Earth with hopes of saving the Devourer Imperium, but a cold, chilling light flickered in his eyes. "There is only despair—your plan is doomed to fail."
How could someone as cautious and timid as him possibly leave such a vulnerability as Earth unexploited, waiting for someone else to exploit it?
There is only one answer.
As he said before: what seems like a foolish move by the enemy is likely a deliberate vulnerability!
"Notify the 'Giant Spirit God' deployed at the Luna base, and the Decepticons, it's time for it to step in and intercept those warships."
Not a single one can be let escape!
"Yes, the Progenitor."
The Devourer fleet surged toward Earth, confident that once it reached space orbit, it would help the Devourer Imperium achieve a glorious victory and annihilate these tiny insects!
However, when the fleet reached Luna orbit, they suddenly witnessed a scene they would never forget!
It looked like a giant fortress, and it actually stood up!
Yes, what was once a steel fortress, now standing like a living being on the Luna soil, revealed countless dark cannon barrels on its mechanical body, roaring towards the fleet!
Beams of light, imbued with death, ripped through the dark universe; the dense and terrifying attacks inflicted heavy losses on the fleet in an instant!
Even more terrifying is that from within that colossal structure, mechanical lifeforms resembling spaceships are continuously emerging, indiscriminately cutting, impacting, and destroying the Devourer's fleet!
In just over ten minutes, the Devourer's fleet was reduced to space ruins by the combined attack of the Decepticons and the Giant Spirit God!
Gazing at that azure home planet, so close yet so unattainable, the fleet commander roared in despair.
The ship exploded into a firework!
The Luna became the graveyard that buried the last glimmer of hope of the Devourer Imperium!