Wood stood on the command deck, his gaze fixed tightly on the battlefield displayed on the main screen. When he saw four warships in the Imperial Combined Fleet erupt in violent explosions,
he gave the order without hesitation. "Activate the teleport beacons again!"
"Yes!"
Each launch of the teleport beacons could fire as many as a thousand of them, an astonishing number.
However, during the first launch, although more than a thousand teleport beacons had been fired at once, only five had ultimately managed to enter Imperial warships.
This showed just how random the teleport beacons' operation was. Precisely controlling them was by no means easy.
Even so, as far as Wood was concerned, if five out of the thousand-plus teleport beacons launched each time could yield results, then the operation was still extremely worthwhile.
After all, trading just a thousand teleport beacons for four enemy warships was far wiser than remaining locked in a prolonged stalemate and bleeding each other dry.
At this moment, Wood had become deeply enamored with this efficient and thrilling style of combat.
Even if all of the thousand-plus teleport beacons from a given launch missed their targets and achieved nothing, such losses meant nothing to the powerful and well-supplied Star Navy.
As another command was issued, more than a thousand teleport beacons glimmering with mysterious light vanished in an instant.
The next moment, the teleport beacons appeared in the real universe. The personnel responsible for monitoring them immediately reported loudly:
"Captain Wood, Company Commander Mo Tuo, eight teleport beacons have appeared within the False Emperor lackeys' fleet this time.
One teleport beacon has appeared inside a Battle Barge. Of the other seven, three appeared inside cruisers, while the remaining four appeared inside frigates and destroyers."
After hearing the report, an irrepressible look of excitement