Chapter 217

Chapter 217. If there are five people, one of them is trash. (1)

Of course, just because the battle started doesn’t mean the enemies would kindly reveal their locations.

“Launch aircraft from the Kraken and the Light Aircraft Carrier, keep one attack squadron on standby, one on fleet air defense, and send the remaining two forward for reconnaissance.”

“Yes, Commander.”

Including me, the users who brought carriers immediately started spewing out a massive number of aircraft from their carriers, heading out to scout the vast battlefield.

Of course, apart from those aircraft, small ships like patrol ships with high speed also poured out in droves.

It seemed that, given the scale of this game, aircraft alone couldn’t maintain direct communication with the ships over long distances.

So, the small ships following behind had to double as radar picket ships, relaying radar and communication signals for the aircraft.

Of course, you might wonder how we managed to fight the clan battles before.

Back then, we were fighting in “my zone,” where communication beacons were scattered everywhere, so the aircraft didn’t face any communication limits.

But here, there’s nothing like that, so it couldn’t be helped.

And this time, since I wasn’t alone and other users were with me, the number of aircraft pouring out wasn’t just 10,000 or 20,000—it was over 100,000.

With dozens of small ships swarming around, it was quite a spectacle.

But despite all that, the users’ actions were pretty frustrating.

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-[Let’s go]

-[Shouldn’t we stick together first?]

-[Some should flank, I think]

-[Didn’t you guys decide how to fight?] (Me)

-[We don’t even know how the enemies will appear, lol]

-[Once we spot them during recon, we’ll just swarm and crush them]

-[True]

-[Then let’s spread out for now]

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It was like a flock of lost sheep, each going their own way.

Of course, as mentioned in the chat, it wasn’t like there was no “strategy” at all.

But without knowing the enemy’s structure and just scattering aimlessly to prioritize contact with the enemy.

A few hours after the battle started, the chat was filled with the desperate cries of users begging for help.

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-[WTF, help]

-[We need help!]

-[Where did all our aircraft go, WTF]

-[You idiot, what do you expect me to do if you just charged in and got lost?]

-[Save me]

-[What are you doing?]

-[Got caught by enemy cruisers while flanking, being chased now]

-[Didn’t you have 2 battleships…?]

-[Got ambushed, half my battleship’s wrecked, running away lol]

-[Enemy flanking]

-[Okay, going to block]

-[Made contact with aircraft, roughly 50,000 to 60,000]

-[Oh, that’s a lot]

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Of course, there were trolls who charged head-on with just a bunch of cruisers against battleships, no cover or stealth.

And then there was the idiot who, when told to flank, just mindlessly charged forward and got his battleship blown up by torpedo cruisers.

But apart from those trolls.

The rest of the users were doing their part, fighting the battle decently.

And as I mentioned before, I had the one-hit-kill chad spear meta.

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-[Save me]

-[Hell]

-[Help]

-[WTF, one battleship’s gone, WTF]

-[On it] (Me)

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Earlier, someone mindlessly relied on battleship tanking and charged in, only to get chased by torpedo cruisers.

Now, I had to launch a long-range missile attack to save the guy who just lost a battleship.

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-[Battleships are OP]

-[Why isn’t the aircraft damage working?]

-[On it] (Me)

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Thanks to our team’s trolls, I spotted an enemy battleship creeping out, overconfident.

“Fire strategic missiles and torpedoes from Hreðsvelgr, and teleport all of them right in front of that damn battleship with Kraken!”

“Yes, Commander!”

Our big and beautiful Hreðsvelgr.

Using the Kraken to teleport the massive strategic missiles, the size of cruisers, located on both sides of the hull.

Suddenly, without any chance to intercept, the enemy battleship found itself face-to-face with a cruiser-sized missile and went “Hueeeeh!” before exploding with a “Boom!”

Of course, it seemed the enemy battleship user was more skilled than expected.

After one ship was hit by the strategic missile, they quickly maneuvered another battleship to dodge, showing some impressive moves… but…

“There are still six missiles left.”

Immediately after dodging one, they were hit by a simultaneous barrage of three big f***ing missiles. The strategic missiles, which could cripple a ship in one hit, struck three times.

-“Ah, s***!”

It was a scene that would naturally make you curse, and the two battleships chasing the troll were completely obliterated, turning into cosmic dust.

Of course, the remaining torpedoes that flew alongside those strategic missiles also hit the other ships escorting the battleship, causing massive explosions.

But because of that, today’s Kraken teleport show came to an end.

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-[We’re screwed, the enemy scout spotted our fleet.]

-[What the hell are the scouts doing??]

-[Don’t you know that using carrier-based aircraft reduces the ship’s own surveillance?]

-[You should’ve accounted for that when deploying, dammit!]

-[ㄷㅊ (Damn it)]

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In the midst of this, the location of our “main force,” including my Kraken, our carriers, and battleships, was discovered.

The enemy, sacrificing just one user’s three battleships and some cruisers, seemed to think our main force wouldn’t be hit by a sudden barrage of torpedoes.

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-[Enemy main force confirmed.]

-[5 battleships, 4 cruiser battleships, and 8 carriers confirmed.]

-[Oh s***, there are like 200 heavy cruisers!]

-[Wait, no, I mixed up the numbers. 12 battleships and 20 cruiser battleships.]

-[Why the hell did the numbers suddenly increase?]

-[Two other fleets joined via short-range teleport.]

-[Looks like they merged with the fleet they were flanking.]

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Like true chads, they seemed intent on a decisive fleet battle, advancing straight toward us with a main force that included a whopping 40 large ships.

Of course, our team wasn’t just going to sit back and watch, so we immediately took countermeasures… but…

The problem was, unlike the enemy team, which had some semblance of teamwork, our team was a mess.

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-[Where the hell is our flanking force?]

-[S***, my battleship’s destroyed, can’t move.]

-[???]

-[What about the others?]

-[They deserted, gg.]

-[How do you even desert in this situation?]

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They say that out of five people, one is bound to be trash.

Following that ratio, out of ten, two trolls were either sitting there repairing their ships, not caring if the team got wiped, or they just ran away because they didn’t want to take hits.

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-[LOLOLOLOL]

-[Ah s***, two idiots in the first team.]

-[LOL]

-[My mental is breaking, for real.]

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Naturally, seeing that kind of mess would shake anyone’s mental.

Even the team members who were trying to hold it together were getting pissed off at the ridiculous situation, and it felt like the team was falling apart from the start.

I shook my head at that mess and then contacted the Narantala-class submarine I had sent ahead in stealth mode, ordering them to fire 3-4 torpedoes each at the enemy’s rear carriers.

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