In outer space, all ships belonging to the First Fleet arrive at high altitude orbit. After entering the battle sequence, the ships are far apart, and the distance between ships will be separated by dozens of kilometers.

"Coordinates are confirmed, completed."

"Coordinates are locked, finished."

“The transition engine is ready!”

As soon as the countdown ended, the airspace where the frigate was located was the first to burst out with extremely dazzling light, followed by cruisers, interceptor ships, aircraft carriers, and support ships. Ten lights flashed in succession. People on the orbit of the "Sky Guard" on the low-altitude orbit clearly saw ten light curtains appear and disappear.

All witnesses know that the moment the light curtain disappears means that the fleet has disappeared from the solar system and the war begins!

On the orbital platform of Proxima Centauri β-planet, four light years away, ten super warships successfully jumped to their destination.

Bridge Command.

Li Chuan put his hands on the central console, staring at the three-dimensional image of the projected image surface. After a moment, he ordered: "All units should pay attention, this is the fleet command center. The 'Huangshan Ship' immediately went to the K023 space coordinates, the 'Hengshan Ship' immediately went to the J237 space coordinates, and the deployment was completed within half an hour. The orbital strategic nuclear bombing was implemented in 45 minutes. The Land War Department airborne after 135 minutes..."

After the order was reached, Li Chuan moved his hands away from the console and hugged him in front of him, silently staring at the many red beacons on the planet's surface map. A rough scan of at least 20,000 beacons were determined. These were the predetermined coordinate points detonated by the nuclear bomb on the planet's surface.

Basically, the strike range will cover the entire surface of the planet. If these 20,000 nuclear bombs are thrown down, it will definitely be the end of the world for all living things on the beta planet.

"Reported that unknown satellites were found in the planet's medium and low orbits."

He had actually sent the satellites to space. Li Chuan was slightly surprised. The speed of progress of snake-like civilization refreshed human predictions again and again, and said instantly: "Drive it directly. In addition, three teams of patrol aircraft were patrolling around orbits. Unknown satellites were shot down directly."

The order from the bridge command reached the aircraft carrier, and one of the super aircraft carriers dispatched three flight formations and left the fleet three minutes later, and began to patrol the entire planet orbit in space.

After a while, a beam of upward particle beams rushed from the port side of the cruiser toward the bottom. In the middle and low orbits of 27,000 kilometers, a satellite of a local indigenous civilization exploded into fragments and drifted between the stars.

At the same time, the "Huangshan" frigate and the "Hengshan" interceptor ship left the fleet and went in the opposite direction. The ammunition depot inside the huge ship had been fully operational, and nuclear bombs automatically entered the launch window and stood on standby.

On the other hand, the five transport support ships were always followed by the main cruiser and two aircraft carriers. Hundreds of thousands of joint marine forces were concentrated on the five transport support ships. At this moment, the ship's deck was busy. After the orbital nuclear strike, the Marines landed on the surface to fight.

In a lounge, Marine Womsky, a Russian, was sitting in front of a projection screen, and his avatar was also inside. He was wearing a gray vest, his strong muscles and firm face gave people the image of a tough guy. He had already lost his youth and had become a sergeant.

Womsky looked at himself in the screen, stopped when he wanted to speak, and couldn't help but wash his face with both hands. After a while, he looked at the screen again and said:

Womsky stopped, couldn't help but look up and look around. The radio in the ship kept ringing, and the other team members in the lounge immediately set off.

"Come on Womsky, it's not all that bad yet. The remaining half is back and recording, what do you think?"

A comrade came to him and patted his shoulder. Womsky smiled and nodded, then turned off the equipment, then followed the team quickly out of the lounge and soon arrived at the logistics armed forces headquarters.

"Has the battle begun?"

"I don't know, maybe the fight has started."

"Shut up and check the anti-chemical combat suits and respirators. I don't want to repeat the dangers of the alien battlefield environment. Maybe it's not those stinky reptiles who killed you, but those who didn't bring respirators."

"Hurry, hurry up, put on the vehicle and get on the third deck!"

A second lieutenant kept yelling. Womsky came to an independent platform. The metal wall in front of him immediately opened. The robotic arm launched a set of anti-chemical combat uniforms and helmet respirators synthesized by carbon fiber, as well as a set of individual exoskeleton auxiliary peripheral combat equipment.

The chemical-proof combat uniforms are relatively bulky. Because the new peripherals such as excretion systems, survival systems, and first aid systems are added, it is extremely dangerous for soldiers to be exposed to the air of the alien battlefield. These loads combined have no power exoskeleton as an auxiliary, so the combat effectiveness and individual maneuverability of the Marines are very worrying.

Womsky put on the chemical defense combat suit and exoskeleton. After a while, logistics personnel and a team of medical soldiers came to carry boxes engraved with "biohazard logo". A female medical soldier took out two blue and yellow-green potions from the box and came to Womsky's side, and immediately put them in a groove on the shoulder of the chemical defense suit against the neck.

"Seven doping and eleven potent hormones. If you are injured, you can apply a potent hormone. Press the blue button on your left arm. To increase the combat load, apply a potent injection and press the green button next to it. But try to use it as little as possible and don't need it. If you have a needle, you will live a month less."

The female medic warrior warned him, and after a while he began to replenish battlefield consumables for another person.
Chapter completed!