Eisen and Xiaobai didn't pay attention to the small dispute between the captain and the gunnery chief. They just paid full attention to the four anti-matter bombs leaving the magazine. They were thrown by the slingshot and quickly passed through the sky.
Heading towards the undulating orange-red "sea" that seems to be rolling with countless mountain-like waves.
The "sea", at this moment, has extended beyond the limit that the crew can see with the naked eye, like a sky-shielding curtain covering the universe.
However, everyone knows that this is the true form of the star planter.
After getting past those organs that look like jellyfish tentacles, this is its main body.
It is said that under this orange-red "ocean", there is hidden star-level power that can reach countless numbers. It is said that when the star planter swallows this energy, it will either absorb a star, or it will
Stars are born.
This is the power of heaven and earth that exceeds everyone's common sense imagination. It is really hard for them to imagine that the giant thing that seems to cover the universe and stars is still a living thing. If it weren't for the fact that the people on New Shenzhou 2 are extremely determined warriors and
Young scientists, if ordinary people were to get close to this distance, just the spontaneous phobia of giant animals would scare them out of their wits.
Can our mere mortal weapons really cause usable damage to that thing?
You know, ten minutes ago, the Xiaguang No. actually did the same thing, but the antimatter bomb only bounced on the barrier on the behemoth's body, and immediately seemed to fall into a black hole, and was
It was instantly crushed and decomposed into a pile of particles that even the most advanced instruments could not distinguish.
Now, Aisen and Xiaobai held their breath, hoping that this scene would not happen again.
...No, those anti-matter bombs at least reduced the energy barrier to less than 60%. This at least shows that everyone's methods are not wrong.
As they paid attention, the four mines began to accelerate. Immediately afterwards, a transparent film unfolded, wrapping its entire body in it.
At this moment, their speed was comparable to that of a small fighter plane, and they rushed toward the orange-red ocean of light that stretched across the sky.
Under such extreme astrological conditions, the time that the space bubble can continue to operate is actually limited. However, just such a little time is enough at this time. The machine thunder rushed into the lingering fire, like
After being submerged in the thin gauze tent, he went straight towards the preset goal.
Eisen felt that his heartbeat began to accelerate violently, as if it was about to jump out of his throat. He knew that whether he could see the outcome depended on the next step.
Within two seconds, Tamir's voice sounded on the bridge again: "The space bubble generator produced neutralization...Bomb No. 3 crashed! Bomb No. 4 yawed!"
Xiaobai's eyes had been closed, as if he didn't dare to listen anymore, but the bad news brought by Tamir continued: "No. 1 and No. 2 are close to the surface of the Star Planter... No. 1, No. 1
The bomb crashed and failed to penetrate the skin of the star planter. I repeat, the power of the No. 1 bomb can break through the skin of the star planter. The No. 1 bomb crashed!"
Tai'a could feel that at this moment, everyone's mood was obviously depressed.
She quickly glanced at everyone in the bridge and found that although their moods were shaken, they did not move their eyes away from the scene she was paying attention to.
Miss Tai'a was relieved immediately. Regardless of her exhausted body, she dragged the heraldic machine and opened the back door of the bridge with one hand, preparing to open the magazine under the belly of the ship.
At this time, Tamir's voice came again: "Bomb No. 2, the space bubble generator of No. 2 successfully passed through matter. It has definitely entered the body of the Star Planter!"
Aisen let out a long, heavy breath. Everyone's mood suddenly turned from gloomy to sunny.
"How long is the time left?" Banner asked loudly.
"2 minutes and 45 seconds."
"With only one shot, it will be difficult to make the Star Planter lose his balance." Eisen looked at the data displayed in front of him and reported loudly: "There are still 128 seconds before the target enters the limit gravitational range of Tianshu Star."
"How much more is needed?" Annie asked without raising her head while driving the New Shenzhou 2, maintaining a balanced distance from the Star Planter.
"...According to previous calculations, at least two more are needed." Xiaobai quickly replied.
"Where are the mines on the ship?" she asked again.
"There are 12 more. However, there are only 4 space bubbles left, and the rest are pure warheads." Eisen showed a distressed look: "If we look at the success rate..."
"I know, the success rate of that attack just now was too low. Little William, it's all your fault!" Annie laughed.
William Bannapee hummed twice without a smile, and quickly fiddled with the keyboard with his fingers, continuing to adjust the data of the gravity slingshot: "I'll try my best next time. But..."
"But, just get closer."
Before anyone could express their opinions, Anne pressed the steering wheel and pushed it inward.
Tai'a clearly felt the stalling feeling of falling from a cliff. She knew that if it was just a simulated gravity on a small boat, it would not have this effect. Then if she thought about it carefully, it was possible and only possible that it was caused by the force of gravity.
The gravity of the star planter's own weight affected it.
She subconsciously looked at the readings of the distance between the two sides displayed on the terminal light screen, and suddenly discovered that the distance between New Shenzhou 2 and the surface of the Star Planter beast had dropped from more than 10,000 kilometers to less than 1,000.
By this time, nothing could be seen outside the porthole except the bright red flames.
Based on the instantaneous speed of the ship just dropped, if the captain's hand shook even a millimeter, wouldn't the entire ship have to hit the giant monster? Thinking of this, even a member of the Spiritual Research Association like Tai'a
The three generations of double red sticks couldn't help but shudder.
Of course, as the ship approaches again, the heat that needs to be endured has once again increased to an order of magnitude.
Tai'a turned to look at the thermometer, and was shocked to find that the temperature inside the cabin had exceeded 200 degrees. She could feel that even if her comrades were wearing protective clothing, they would definitely feel uncomfortable.
...Of course, as a fourth-ring psyker, she was quite happy with it.
"Don't make a mistake this time!" Anne's voice was still clear.
"Bah! If you can throw a gravity slingshot crookedly, it only means that your ship's hull is unstable." Banner said angrily: "Tamir, No. 8 and No. 9, start loading!"
"The Star Planter has shifted again, β12 degrees. There are still 267 seconds left before the extreme gravity range."
"I heard that! Wait, why is there more time?"
"Because it changes the angle."
"So why is that?"
"How the hell do I know this thing isn't a living thing? What if I want to stretch out?"
Well, since everyone still had time to quarrel, it meant that they were still very energetic. Tai'a did not stay any longer, but reached the magazine on the lower floor of the cabin as quickly as possible.
She soon saw that Tamir, who was wearing a bulky power work suit, was pushing a mine with a filled warhead onto the slide rail next to it. The automatic machine of the slide rail turned and pulled, and then pushed the mine to the slide rail next to it.
The mine was sent to the gravity catapult.
The gray young engineer turned around and opened the magazine of the second mine. Just as he was about to stuff the spherical anti-matter warhead into it, he saw Tai'a wearing a heraldic machine.
Then, Tai'a reached out his hand and pressed it on the warhead, injecting a white light into it.
"This is……"
"Please accept it. This is my last psychic power!" The psychic said solemnly: "It is a sword of blessing. If you enchant the sword with this technique, you will be more likely to hit the enemy's vital points."
"Is this scientific?" Tamir found it difficult to imagine this effect.
"I don't know anything. I've never heard of psykers using it before. However, this is the situation anyway. It's just a try, and it won't be troublesome... Well, it shouldn't be troublesome, right?
Tai'a couldn't help but ask one more question: "The warhead of the anti-matter torpedo injected with psychic energy will not detonate it instead? It will definitely not happen, right?"
Tamir quickly shook his head: "No, no, we are using a second-generation safety lock."
"Okay, then this time, let me do the shooting." Tai'a said: "Don't worry, the aiming, proofreading, calculation and other tasks are all yours. It's just me who pulls the trigger at the end. It should be fine.
This satisfies the concept of activating the Sword of Blessing.”
Tamir still thought it sounded unscientific. However, it was just the last pull of the trigger and it would not affect the subsequent results.
He quickly sent a request to Banner on the bridge, and immediately received an approved feedback. At this level, such trivial issues were no longer worth considering.
Ten seconds later, the two blessed mines were sent to orbit. Banner and Tamir had done all the debugging work and were just waiting for the final trigger pull.
"Press this, and the mine will automatically enter the orbit and then crash into it." Tamir pointed to the red button on the side of the cabin, and then went back to work.
Now, there are two space bubble generators that can be used in the cabin. If the attack just now does not pose a threat, there will be one last chance to attack.
Tai'a looked at Tamir who was setting up the anti-matter warhead, then at the undulating orange-red giant outside the porthole, and at the star beating with white light at the far end. At this moment, the star was already hanging in the sky.
At first glance, the corner of the deep sky looks like an overly bright and overly colorful moon.
She knew that she had arrived very close to that day's hub star. If it weren't for the fact that the outside of the ship was covered with a layer of fluid armor and the portholes looked like transparent glass, they were actually reactive armor equipped with strong light irradiation.
With this psyker's extraordinary physique, looking directly at the sun was enough to cause him to lose all sight in an instant.
"Indeed... you really have no sense of ceremony at all!" Taia laughed.
Uh, well, I don't know how to tap dance. How about I dance the snow dance that's unique to us Grays? Tamir really wanted to say that, but in the end he still didn't dare to speak.
Just when Tamir installed the last two mines, new prompts were also transmitted to the ship. He looked at the image on the terminal screen in amazement, and the No. 5 and No. 6 bombs that had left the magazine were undulating there.
The uncertain orange-red light shuttles swiftly through the sea, like an unyielding petrel.
To be continued...