"...the evacuation progress is being carried out according to the progress, and it is expected to take another...49 hours."
Watching transport ships rise from all over the planet that was almost covered by spore clouds, Soshiyang retracted his gaze from the observation window. At this time, the planet's orbit was already filled with the wreckage of dead Tyron Bioships, some of which were even twitching, as if they were a ring of flesh and blood.
The imperial ships formed two lines of defense, some of which were alert and ground support in orbit, while some blocked Tyron's tentacles in the distance.
Under Soshiyan's repeated strict orders, the fanatical silent fleet did not plunge into Tyron's cluster at least, but when the war fell into anxiety, the situation still turned to Tyron.
There is only one reason.
There are too many of them, so many that Soshiyan cannot even let the royal family's fleet leave now, otherwise the terrifying biological ships of the order of magnitude will immediately flood the entire galaxy, and most of the Tyrons are still restrained by the royal family.
I looked back at the tactical instrument, as always, densely packed with eye-catching red punctuation, and it seemed that no matter how hard I killed it, I couldn't kill it.
At this time, Soshiyang even felt a sense of powerlessness. With such powerful power, what can he do in the face of this endless tide of insects?
Even if the Tyron Bio-Ship would not resist at all, they would probably have to be killed for many years.
Faced with an enemy like Tyron, it still requires collective strength, ethnic strength, more ships, more abundant resources, and stronger productivity to fundamentally form the power to fight against the opponent. Individual power really does not play a decisive role in the face of such an opponent who wins completely by number.
"Sir, the direction of Westeros IV sends a red invasion signal."
Hearing the nervous sound in the speaker, Soshiyang walked slowly to the tactical instrument. As the camera widened, a more shocking situation occurred. At this time, the entire galaxy could be said to have almost been trapped in a scarlet ocean, but there was a relatively large "vacancies" in the fourth quadrant and marked yellow. That was the location of the royal fleet. Planets 345 were surrounded by red marks from the big map. However, the densest around the other two planets were still relatively empty, but there were already "tenches" starting to extend towards them. This is the advantage brought by Tyron's absolute number.
They can attack from any direction and angle of the galaxy, and the human fleet can only defend one area forever.
In this case, facing a not-so-large" invasion, we can only choose to let the ground defense forces take over first, and wait for No. 5 to perform the evacuation mission before turning to the next planet. However, judging from the flashing marks on the tactical instrument, it is obvious that a swarm of insects that exceeds the "general" size is rapidly rushing towards the Westeros 4 planet.
There has actually been invaded there, but the orbit was "simply" cleared when reinforcements arrived, but there were still many Tyron creatures left on the ground. If this Tyron invades, the defense situation on the surface of the planet will only be more severe.
But how much power does Soshiyang have to withdraw to support now?
After looking at the situation of the various ships flowing on the screen next to him, he got the answer.
No.
He can't draw out a battleship to support that planet now. All battleships are under several times the pressure of offensive. Picking away any one may have a devastating impact on the situation.
This is Tyron, damn Tyron. No matter how he thinks, he can't think of an enemy that is so good.
"Send some frigates, send some personnel, ammunition and equipment to let the defenders on the ground stick."
Talos made a suggestion at this time, which was exactly what Soshiyan considered, so he nodded.
"That's all..."
"Sir! A signal from unknown origin was detected, very strong!"
“Tag out.”
Soon, a constantly flashing ripples appeared at the edge of the star map, as if a stone was thrown into the red ocean.
“The mark cannot be confirmed!”
The inability to confirm the logo means that it is highly likely that it is not an imperial ship. Soshiyang suddenly thought of something and raised his head slightly.
"Are you finally here..."
"Target image is being transmitted—"
More than ten minutes later, on the secondary screen of the tactical instrument, a picture covered by a thin layer of snowflakes appeared. It was roughly visible that it was a fleet, dragging the ripples of energy, forming an assault formation.
And on another secondary screen, these fleets are presented in a 3D outline.
The three leading ships were the largest, followed by two smaller ones, and finally six smaller ones behind.
Seeing the outlines of these ships, Soshiyan finally confirmed the person coming, and Talos, who was standing beside him, looked at him.
"Short man?"
"Well, I waited for them for a long time and finally arrived."
Soshiyang stretched out his hand and magnified the three ships in the lead. This should be what the Sect Master Walker called the long-bearded class. Their shape is very different from that of humans. There is a unique cross-shaped wing at the stern. Soshiyang guessed that this may be related to their unique engine. This engine was called the "electromagnetic spoon" by the Sect Master Walker. Soshiyang didn't understand the specific principles, but it could allow the furnace spacecraft to have gravitational bow ejection ability, which is the way the Tyron Narwhal ship moves, and at the same time it can also perform "subspace dive", which is a short and controlled subspace jump, similar to water drifting, quickly entering and leaving the subspace, can avoid the unstable turbulence in the subspace, and can always leave the subspace at the right time and place.
This is also the reason why Soshiyang spent a lot of money to hire the Fuchs warships. Now they can only sail quickly without being disturbed by the shadow areas of the insect nest.
The body of the long beard-level is also very special, like a flat and slender octahedral, with an extra layer protruding in the middle, like an arrow with a sleeve in the middle, and a huge bearded stove mask was carved at the bow. This is the so-called ancestor of Wotan, but Soshiyan has always been curious about what the so-called Wotan is?
Although the royal court has established embassies and offices in the galactic Votan Federation, the intelligence collection work has progressed very slowly. The people love to make money, but their tone is also very strict. They are extremely sensitive to topics such as "ancestors" and "iron people". Once they are considered to be spying on intelligence, they will be furious. This has also triggered a diplomatic crisis and was forced to replace several diplomatic personnel.
In order to maintain relations with the Wotan Federation, the royal court was not easy to do too much, so there was not much progress in the intelligence, let alone touching on such a core secret.
Chapter completed!