The telegram in General Alxa clearly showed the current experience of the southern attack fleet. Their direction of advance was completely blocked by dense mines. Without discovery, a group of warships were also lost. They were not far from the attack radius of the carrier-based aircraft, so they could only stay in place and cannot move forward or retreat. God knows how many mines the enemy has arranged in that sea area. At least the destroyer has not found the boundary of this mine belt since the discovery of the mine belt. Moreover, this arrangement was completed without the empire's discovery of any signs.

"...Is this the benefit of black technology?" General Alexa was silent for a moment. Now it was even more certain that the intelligence had been leaked. The enemy's plan was very clear. It was to divide its three attacks with its superior force and annihilate it. I guess the return journey of the southern attack fleet would not be easy, right?

"What should I do?" General Alexa had become increasingly unpleasant in his heart. He no longer had the idea of ​​winning the war. Instead, he considered how to withdraw his troops from the battlefield as much as possible. Cannon fodder was also precious, especially the demon gods who came with him were too few. Do they defeat the enemy with their subordinates? He knew this very well. Since several battles, he knew very well what the enemy was, especially the battlefield of the Two Rivers. It was their bravery that made their plans empty. They only paid a small sacrifice in their eyes and withdrew from the large army. The battle without achieving the goal was a failure for it. It has always demanded itself so strictly. Although its subordinates occupied that vast land, so what?

What I wanted was not such a little land, but an enemy who had always given him a strong sense of humiliation. When his predecessors completed similar tasks, they had never been so embarrassed by their old enemies, right? The case that was tens of millions of years ago did not count, but the enemy had plug-ins.

Will he become the first demon god's people who were successfully solved by his old enemy? Especially when they have not yet discovered any help from alien higher civilizations.

General Alexa thought of this and felt a little nervous. If this is true, it would become an eternal joke in the race, and this humiliation would accompany it for the rest of his life.

"No, under the command of Lord Demon God, I am excellent, so I am the best here. No one can defeat me. I was originally planning to destroy my old enemy as soon as possible before coming to this space, and then lay a nail for Lord Demon God in this space. But now it seems unlikely. Then, even if I cannot destroy the other party with my strength in the future, it is a way to choose to die with my predecessors. At least I won't make myself the eternal laughing stock, which is too terrible."

"Then before there is no choice, I must try my best to eliminate the enemy. No matter how difficult the process is, for this universe, there are too few opportunities for Lord Demon to hide in the corner and develop to higher civilization. If you can win a little bit, Alexa, you are the best, you can definitely defeat the enemy and complete Lord Demon’s highest instructions!"

With a decision in his heart, Aksa ignored the trembling demon emperor Zulu and the national teacher Yu. These two idiots are always so annoying, but Aksa has to use their local human identities.

"Appoint the southern attack fleet to retreat immediately, with mines on the way forward. Could it be that they could cut off their retreat in such a short time?"

Over the Mozambique Strait, fighter planes fell like rain, and the sunlight could not sprinkle a trace of light on the sea because of their obstruction.

Only the commanders of both sides know how many fighter jets are in battle, 20,000 or 30,000? Or more, including the history of modern time and space, have never had such a large-scale fighter jets in a war. Due to the excessive density, the collision and crash of two aircraft are repeated again and again. No matter how high the driving technology is, it is useless. Perhaps in such a chaotic battlefield, luck is the most reliable factor that can be relied on.

General Alexa, who was listening to front-line information at any time, did not wait long before receiving a report from the southern attack fleet again. In fact, General Alexa guessed it correctly. Mines also appeared on the retreat route of the monster fleet. Although it was far less dense than the northern Shanghai area, it could at least stop them.

"Damn bastard, how many submarines have we prepared to ambush?"

Alxa was really anxious. If the Southern Fleet had not successfully retreated at the end of the battle on the main battlefield, they might have been much smaller. Moreover, so far, there was no news about the enemy's main fleet. The northern fleet might just be their land-based aviation force located on the Aldabra Islands.

Alexa had no time to worry about the Demon Emperor who discovered that the situation was not good, and he was preparing to sneak out. He guessed the location of the enemy's main fleet as much as possible. What he wanted to know most at the moment was whether there was an opponent's carrier-based aircraft in the fleet fighting over the strait? If not, where is the most likely position of the opponent's fleet at present?

"I dug a big pit! The Han people are indeed a great nation. Even I began to admire you, the indigenous people on the primitive planet!"

It is not the time to express your thoughts now. General Alexa took a few steps to the map and carefully observed the most likely hidden places of the enemy in the southern waters.

There are no small islands in the vast southern ocean, only deep basins. What Alexa is now wondering how the enemy confirmed the position of his fleet? Is it really just a large number of submarines? How long did they prepare for this battle to be so fully? And how long did their submarines hide under the sea? The most important thing is, how did they know the exact time for their raid?

A series of problems drove General Alexa crazy. If he did not understand these problems, he would not sleep at night for a long time in the future, and would suffer losses in the future because these problems did not find out the cause. This is now certain.

"It must be near the Southern Fleet, it must be! You can no longer lose most of the people on the sea." General Al Aksa, who was already anxious, murmured to himself, hoping that he could judge the position of the enemy fleet.

It took a long time to give up this effort. The vast ocean allowed it to determine the enemy's position without any news. This was nothing special.

"Tell the commander of the Southern Fleet to send reconnaissance aircraft to search the surroundings as much as possible and increase the anti-submarine force. I am sure there are many enemy submarines hidden under their feet. The biggest possibility of mines is also what they are deploying. Finding out first may be a way out for them."

Alexa had no choice but to give an order that was not an order, and the front-line commanders might have thought of what it said.
Chapter completed!