Starting from Zero

Let’s turn the time back a little bit and arrive when the US-Russian combined fleet just saw the large area of ​​fog created by the Fog Fleet. When the ice-bound Banshee and the gun god saw this fog, they realized that this is definitely not a natural phenomenon. Although the probability of the emergence of various extreme environments in the game is much higher than that of the real world, it goes without saying that the fog with such a clear dividing line must be man-made. The boundaries of normal fog are blurred. Although the range of fog can be seen from a distance, when it is close, it actually gradually transitions from a very light state to a dense fog state. However, this kind of foggy border that looks like a wall is clearly a problem.

"I heard that the Frost Rose League has a ghost fleet that is forever covered by fog. Isn't this the fleet?" Gun God said to himself.

Frozen Banshee glanced at the Gunslinger, then said: "I think maybe the main force of the Frost Rose League is also hidden inside."

"Looking at the fog The scale, even if it’s really inside, I’m afraid there’s nothing good for us!” As the president of the Holy Spear League, the Gun God, of course, is very aware of the advantages and disadvantages of their own guild’s secret weapons, so he knows very well. , In this foggy environment, their kind of weapon is almost equivalent to completely abolished.

Frozen Banshee hesitated for a while and said: "No matter what the Frost Rose Alliance arranges, we actually have no choice, either to move forward or to admit defeat. I will not admit defeat easily. If you want to , Now it’s too late to turn around."

The gun god knew that Banshee was only deliberately irritating him, so he was not angry, but said in a tranquil voice: "You don’t need to irritate me, in fact, I’m even worse than you. Retreat, even if you say you want to quit now, I can only rush in. So you can rest assured that before this battle is over, I will be impossible to back down anyway."

Hear the words of the gun god Later Bingfeng Banshee smiled at him for the first time. "It seems that there is something wrong with my previous thoughts, then I apologize to you. No matter what is ahead, and no matter what frictions we have before, let us ignore those for the time being before this battle is over!" Frozen Banshee finished speaking. He stretched out his right hand towards the gun god.

The Gunslinger smiled and shook hands with the ice-bound Banshee. The two fleets have sailed together for so long. This is the first real cooperation between them. They were just using each other before. Of course, it is uncertain how far this cooperation can reach. After all, these two are not the ones who like to suffer.

After the ice-bound Banshee and the Gunners made up their minds, the US-Russian combined fleet drove into the fog ahead without hesitation, but before entering the fog, the US-Russian combined fleet still made Made some adjustments. The first thing is to slow down, and the second is to order all battleships to send additional observers. Make sure that there are at least three observers in all directions of the battleship to confirm the surrounding situation. Finally, all battleships in the fleet will sound their horns for five seconds every one minute. The purpose of this is to keep the fleet from running away. After all, the US-Russian combined fleet does not have our guild's tracking locator, so in the fog, the ships are almost completely out of contact. Therefore, whether they collide with each other or run away is normal. Therefore, the ice-bound Banshee and the gun god will require the ships to slow down and rely on honking to confirm their positions to ensure that there will be no collision or running out of the fleet.

Of course, honking itself is risky, but the risk is not really great. The siren used in a large battleship is a very deep resonator, and the human ear has no ability to determine the direction of bass. This is why the subwoofer in the speaker can be placed anywhere, but the tweeter must be positioned.

All the U.S.-Russian combined fleet personnel who were ready almost drove into the fog with a generous mood, but what they didn't know was that they were actually going to die.