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Chapter 2884 Death Strike

Two seconds later, the screen switched again, this time it was replaced by infrared heat source images and sound wave detection images. From this perspective, you can see that there is actually a huge cave network with a depth of more than one thousand meters below the fortress, and there are many high-temperature heat sources inside. This is like a plant with a huge root system, and the exposed ground is actually just the tip of the iceberg.
"The main thing on the ground is defensive weapons. Its real hatchery should be hidden underground. It has realized that our ranged weapons are powerful."
Then Soshiyang turned his head and smiled at Arash:
"Fighting with Tyron is like playing cards in a sense. Not only do you have to deal with each other, but you also have to understand the other party's psychology and then find out the other party's hand. Fortunately, I am a person with good luck in cards and good fighting."
Arash smiled slightly and whispered:
"The commander of the legion is Gao Jian."
Soshiyan turned around immediately.
"Mark, I'll send my order, and the Special Missile Regiment immediately strikes the location of the discovered Tyron hatching fortress."
"yes!"
After Mark turned and left, Alash asked:
"How did you think of moving...ship missiles to land?"
"I originally wanted to use the Mechanical Cultivate's Death-Strike missile, but this thing is too troublesome to use, and it requires a lot of rituals. And... to be honest, the effect is also average. I have consulted short-sized technicians. They said that their plasma missiles can be used in atmospheric environments and are nine times faster than death-Strike. Those flying creatures in Tyron have no possibility of interception, so I asked the Mechanical Education to make some modifications to the guidance method and established a special missile regiment, mainly to deal with large land weapons or super giant units that Tyron might have established, and by the way, test the feasibility of this kind of troops. At present, it is still in the name of death-Strike."
As he said that, Soshiyang raised his head and looked at the transparent glass dome. A black missile with a triangular head spewed through the blue plasma rocket like a meteor.
Not long after, he vaguely heard the echoes similar to muffled thunder coming from afar, and at the same time he felt a subtle tremor under his feet, which many people in the command center were aware of.
"Captain of the Battle, the attack result is out."
Mark hurried over and passed an image to the screen.
I saw that the earth, which was originally covered with deep purple filth, had turned into a concave mirror that was about to crack. Almost nothing existed on it. In the center was a large pit with a depth of more than 500 meters. The scene was amazing.
Arash was stunned for a moment and said:
"This is not... plasma missiles."
"Of course not, plasma missiles have an effect on armor, but their damage capabilities are not the best, so I chose... fusion bombs, 60 million tons of equivalents."
Soshyang paused, shook his head and sighed:
"But that's it, and it didn't eradicate it. Tyron is such a very troublesome thing."
As he was speaking, Alash noticed a smaller rocket flying into the crater, but when it landed, what burst out was not flames, but rapidly expanding green clouds. Then the ground began to change color. Alash, the commander of the White Temple, immediately realized what this was.
"wildfire!"
"This is the only way to eradicate the roots. At least it can make Tyron give up this hatchery. This is playing cards, you can take one by one and I can take one by one..."
Soshiyan walked slowly to the tactical map and pointed his finger at the ocean.
"So it is likely to build the hatchery in a dead ocean or away from our reconnaissance area, which is difficult to discover."
Then he lowered his voice and said meaningfully in a slow tone:
"The victory or defeat of this battle is not here. Everyone's lives depend on the movement and speed of the Maragin brothers. I trust him and I hope he can trust me."
"The captain, the command from the battle group flagship, ordered the 12th cruiser team to maneuver the C2 hemisphere area to suppress the enemy's escape space."
In the simple militarized bridge of the Huangquan-class heavy cruiser, Chinedu Silva, who was in command, retracted her gaze from the tactical instrument after hearing the communications officer's words.
"Transfer instructions to other ships in the formation."
At this time, the captain no longer had the faint gloomy temperament of the Great Vortex. After completely getting rid of his identity as a slander, he was now only the courage and calmness of a naval captain.
When he first joined the Astral Knight, he was only the captain of a moon-class cruiser, but compared with his previous identity as a destroyer captain, he has made a leap forward.
After less than ten years of working, he was transferred from the original ship and became the captain of a new warship.
Chinedu is not unfamiliar with the Huangquan class. As an experimental ship, the BF/67-A defection incident is almost a must-learn chapter in the Naval Academy's ideological and loyalty education class. However, he did not expect that he would one day control this "notorious" model. Although most of the problems with weapons were brought by people, it still made him feel absurd.
However, orders are orders, and more powerful warships also mean a broader battlefield. Chinedu Silva is often called a "gladiator" by his colleagues, not only because of his superb swordsmanship, but more because he is easy to fight. When commanding ships to fight, he is also famous for his aggressive tactics of quickly cutting into the enemy's side and shooting at close range.
It’s not that he really likes close combat so much, but his personal tactical philosophy is that when there are fewer enemies, one must give priority to reducing the number of enemies to avoid being attacked from multiple directions. As long as the firepower is strong enough, it doesn’t matter whether it is close or not.
In a sense, the Snake King is also in line with his appetite. This pure light spear ship has extremely terrifying long-range firepower. Moreover, due to some "experimental" technologies, its shooting frequency is much faster than that of the imperial light spear, which is also the original goal of the Huangquan class.
As for how Huangquan No. 8 achieved such technical indicators, only Omnisaiah or other gods knew about it.
Moreover, as the first result of the battle group's cooperation with the Huangquan No. 8 Navy, Snake King was personally inquired by Soshiyang. Therefore, when he went on the expedition, Snake King also became the 12th cruiser team. In addition to Snake King, the team also had the Fearless Class Light Cruiser [Thunder Garrison], the Perseverance Class Light Cruiser [Bronze Shield] and [Defender].
At this time, they were on the far right side of the third battle group of the fleet, and the flagship of the battle group was naturally eternal loyalty, and the commander was Lothar, the fourth company commander of the battle group.
The entire strike fleet is lined up into three spherical battle groups. Each battle group is centered on its own flagship and surrounds the powerful battleships. Most of them are marked by the Knights of the Astral Realm and the White Temple. The central battle group with the Mother of Tears as the flagship is the core of the entire strike fleet, and the corresponding one is the Tyron fleet group, which is like bloated and squirming meat.
As soon as Tyron's tentacle fleet entered the Longobardi galaxy, it rushed towards those lively worlds like a thirsty predator, but the limited inhabitants here had long been evacuated, and Tyron could only digest those worlds with enough biomass to strengthen himself.
Chapter completed!
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