Under the reflection of distant stars, countless sharp shapes cross the starry sea, reflecting the upcoming bloody sea war.
The bridge of Eternal Loyalty was filled with people, but Soshiyang turned a blind eye to anything at this moment. His left elbow was placed on the armrest of the commanding throne, and his right hand was holding a huge golden wine glass. Although his eyes were staring at the twinkling star map, he was actually staring at the distance that others could not see.
He could already feel Tyron's malice as if he was actually alive. He could even see a blurry outline, like a black mist covered with tentacles, gradually covering the starlight, bringing everything into the darkness.
But what I felt most deeply was not the hunger, but hatred.
He felt a sense of hatred.
Where is this from? Who is it targeting?
Is it yourself?
Can Tyron's consciousness recognize him?
Or is this malicious intention targeting a wider existence, all life?
"Legislature Commander, the enemy's vanguard has passed through the asteroid belt at the edge of the galaxy."
Lothar's voice interrupted Soshiyang's gaze, and he coughed lightly and sat upright.
Looking at the tactical observer in the star map, it shows all the ship icons and runes in the fleet, and uses dense light spots to indicate the location of the insect nest fleet. If you want to compare the two, it will be a scarlet wave and a little sporadic green.
It only takes a glance to know that this wave can easily swallow this glimmer of light.
In addition to Soshiyan, the first one to feel Tyron's malicious intentions were the Stars and Navigators.
"They are here! The Great Devourer is here!!!"
The sensitive psychic nerves of the Star Words were almost vulnerable in the face of the malice. They roared in pain and crazy. Fortunately, they had already developed a response plan, and a large amount of sedatives were injected, and then all the Star Words were sent into the low-temperature protection compartment, but this also meant that the fleet temporarily lost the ability to communicate long-distance.
The navigators were in a deep sleep from the beginning and were not hurt.
"Is this Tyron... Zerg?"
Compared to Soshiyang's calmness, the company commanders in the battle group saw the real Tyrann Horde fleet for the first time, and were all shocked by their scale.
This was the first time in their lives that they could "fille" the void. Even the largest imperial fleet could not do this, but Tyron did it. At a glance, even the starlight disappeared, only countless monsters covered with thick shells and twisting their tentacles, like a migrating group of fish in the ocean.
"This number...what exactly are they?"
On the bridge of another combat barge, Soul Messenger, Bahram was also staring at the horrifying scene in the observation mirror and was shocked.
"Or, are they really creatures?"
"What kind of horror is there outside the Galaxy that can give birth to such things?"
Jacob, who was standing by, took his eyes back from the observation mirror, and looked incredible.
"How many are there? Is there a million?"
"I'm afraid it's more than one hundred million..."
"Depending on their size, those big ones are probably similar to cruisers. Does our fleet have a chance of winning at this number?"
"Believe in the Legion Commander."
As the warriors were talking, Bahram couldn't help but breathe. The pressure brought by this dense biome is really much more terrifying than a huge fleet. Even Astart's firm will inevitably shake when facing it directly, and another little pressure comes from what he knows more.
The Tyron in front of me is not the entire force of the insect nest fleet. This is already one of the three, although it is the largest one.
If it is the Tyron fleet with all its strength...
Even if Bahram had unconditional trust in Soshyan, he would inevitably have questions from the soldiers.
Do they really have a chance of winning this little battleship?
But he would never doubt Soshiyan. Besides, this battle is not about defeating the Tyron fleet. Soshiyan made it very clear at the tactical meeting that the purpose of this naval battle is only to delay the time when Tyron digests the galaxy.
"...Whenever a biological ship is killed, the Tyron fleet will give priority to recovering the biological remains and converting them again. This sounds terrifying, but it will also delay their time for ground operations. Nothing is absolutely perfect, even Tyron."
When Soshiyang smiled and said this, the fleet had approached a planet on the edge of the galaxy.
"So we only need to kill enough Tyron ships in five hours to achieve tactical goals."
When the Imperial Fleet approached, the Tyron Hornet Fleet also responded immediately. Whether it was the aggregation of a large number of organic life or the heat waves generated by the combustion of the engine, they attracted the attention of the thirsty devourers and determined that this was an optional target. Then the huge fleet began to change formations with an incredible coordination, surrounding the Imperial Fleet and the nearby cold planets in a semicircle like a giant hand.
It wanted to swallow this "small snack" in one bite, but it didn't know that it was a poisonous fruit covered with thorns.
"All ships enter combat position."
Soshiyan's voice was transmitted to the surrounding warships through the internal communication network on the ship. Knowing that Tyron's will has the ability to interfere with communication, he specially asked the Mechanical Society to improve the fleet's communication network, using a technology with a short distance but very stable distance.
Soon, this huge fleet of more than 150 ships began to change formations and became a three-line formation that is usually used for defense. The advantage of this formation is that it is easy to change formations, but the disadvantage is that it lacks offensiveness.
But now is not the time to attack.
As the sound of broadcast echoed on the artillery deck, the turret opened along both sides of the huge warship, and at the same time the torpedo tubes on the bow of the armored ships also opened. The gunmen began to shout shooting plans, drawing the movement route of the projectile and the movement trajectory of the enemy in the display screen.
But what really accomplished this huge task is another thing.
In a room where Eternal Loyalty No one could find, all the changes stood tightly, countless cables and contemplators surrounded it, and its body was filled with lines.
It is not only directly connected to the scanning device on the ship, but also connected to the data receiver. The scanning data from the entire fleet is collected here. All firepower and projectiles are finely quantified into standard values ​​by it, and compared with the number of Tyron's creatures to analyze all the tactical data needed by Soshiyan.
"The Third Cruise Squadron, the torpedo is ready!"
"The First Viper Squadron, the missile is ready!"
"The Second Viper Squadron, the missile is ready!"
According to the empire's standard naval warfare procedures, the first wave of strikes was naturally initiated by torpedoes. Soshiyan did not choose any ingenious tactics this time because it was not necessary.
Chapter completed!