"If we fight head-on, it will be very difficult for us to win."
"That's why we decided to take advantage of the situation this time."
"...That is to say, I don't understand mysticism, otherwise I would have dissuaded the commander no matter what. He is a brave man, how could he risk his life like this?"
"Even if you understand, he won't listen to advice. In fact, he is the type who accepts advice humbly and even sincerely apologizes, but just doesn't change."
The above conversation took place on the dreadnought ship Fuxi, with the Yu Company's chief of staff, Major General Mkawa, and the loyal adjutant, Lieutenant Colonel Luo Zeshi.
At this time, the three dreadnoughts headed by the Fuxi, leading their own heavy cruiser group, had begun a full-scale exchange of fire with the Rast fleet responsible for intercepting our own.
Although they were blocked in a dangerous space by the superior firepower of the Earthlings, the opponent still used extraordinary fleet operations, allowing the bulky guard ships to form three echelons for alternating movements, keeping the shields of these MT ships
There will be time to restore power.
The arsenal ships hiding within the defense network will also concentrate their firepower on the dreadnought ship with the largest target at the moment when the queues alternate. They do not expect that their own bombardment will really bring any absolute damage to the enemy, but as long as it can
If it achieves the required rejection effect, it is considered a success.
This tactic was relatively successful. They were under tremendous pressure, and soldiers died every moment, but there was no sign of the defense line breaking down.
On the other hand, the aircraft carriers under the Rust Fleet also released all their fighter planes. Thousands of fighter planes and twice as many unmanned interceptors launched a tight interception network in the starry sky, and the Community's fighter planes
They catch each other and fight each other, not giving an inch.
These imperial fighter planes never expected to be able to defeat the opponent's enemy planes. They only wanted to be able to stop the opponent's eye-catching lightning strike ships, and they were satisfied.
In this case, even with three advanced God-class dreadnoughts as the core, it is almost impossible for the Earth Fleet to win quickly. Even if they no longer adopt a steady play style, but adopt the craziest pig-forward approach
Using tactics that break through the storm circle of fire and heat, blood and death at the cost of a large number of human lives, even if they win, it will only be a miserable victory, and there is even a huge risk of overturning.
"This is the foundation of the Imperial Army. Strictly speaking, Lieutenant General Rust on the opposite side did not use any clever tricks, but all the captains are skilled and strictly follow the steps of fleet operations, which can form this
An airtight line of defense." Chief of Staff Mkawa praised. He is actually also a master in fleet operations and knows how difficult it is.
"We must also ensure that the majority of soldiers, as well as all important units and agency officials, have the courage and composure to complete technical actions despite casualties! The soldiers of the community must also achieve this quality in the future, but it should be done in a different way.
Change your mind." Luo Zeshi saw more.
In another timeline, his expertise is not in military orders, but in armaments and military administration, and now he has begun to enter into the role.
Chief of Staff Mkawa wanted to laugh a little, but also felt a little sad. The students of Class 830 who were classmates with Chief Yu were all too proud of themselves. In other words, they were too proud of themselves. One of them was only in his twenties.
The lieutenant colonel thinks very much like the chairman of the National Defense Committee.
Is this just hard work for those who can do it?
The chief of staff put away his subtle thoughts and said: "However, the latest news just came from the Sky Survey Eye. The Rosanaio fleet is only four hours away from here. Moreover, Chief Sylvester's side
The exact news has also arrived. The time we agreed with Commander Yu is almost time."
Rozez pondered for a moment: "The dreadnought Zhenguo General, where Lieutenant General Rust is located, is in formation with the guard ship. The enemy should want to make full use of the armor of the dreadnought to maintain the front line. Of course, if we catch our
Even if there is a flaw, the firepower of the Zhenguo General can occasionally produce extraordinary striking effects."
"So, what you mean is that you want us to concentrate our firepower on the enemy's flagship?" Chief of Staff Mkawa asked.
"No, what I mean is that we can completely ignore them. Most of our warships are mainly high-speed warships. Their maneuverability will not be inferior to that of the enemy. They can completely accelerate and execute tactical movements in a clockwise direction, which will be the same as the Zeus formation.
And. Of course, we can also bypass the Lust fleet blockade and directly attack the Natural Crest."
Chief of Staff Mkawa lamented that this is indeed a young man, he is really decisive, but isn't he a little too careless about his head and body? Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that when Commander Yu was around, this young and mature adjutant could not
He also plays the role of a moderate person who persuades Chief Yu to calm down. What does this mean?
The chief of staff asked: "...our modified lightning strike carriers?"
The so-called lightning strike ship motherships are, of course, those battleships that were temporarily modified from transport ships in the system. They had previously achieved great success in deceiving the enemy by disguising themselves as battle cruisers, and now they were following the battleship formation, slowly coming over.
"Bait!" Luo Zeshi said in a matter-of-fact tone: "Of course, the bait can also become the main attack. It depends on the empire's decision."
Chief of Staff Mkawa looked at the other party in amazement, as if he was observing a visual spectacle.
"Speaking of which, Lieutenant Colonel, you wanted to ask just now. With our current situation, we shouldn't need to worry about enemy landings, right? But now we are in full armor?"
"...As the adjutant, I am always ready." Lieutenant Colonel Luo Zeshi showed a stern, even decisive expression.
Chief of Staff Mkawa now knows that if the Fuxi and the Natural Herald are within jumping distance, this guy will definitely jump on the assault landing craft without hesitation.
Let's dance, let's dance. If it weren't for my age and I haven't done anything with anyone in twenty years, even I would really like to dance. Although I am waiting for the opportunity, even though it was planned from the beginning, but no matter what
, it is indeed a shame for a soldier to sit back and watch his commander fight alone in the enemy camp!
When he thought of this, even the butler-type Chief of Staff Mkawa wanted to transform into a war mad man.
On the Nature Crest, the thunder and flames formed by psychic energy flickered, flowed, and bloomed within the ship, constantly creating explosions and collapses in the passages of the Titan ship.
If the news of the "invaders"'s arrival had not spread throughout the ship, the Imperial officers and soldiers would have felt that their warship had received heavy damage and was disintegrating. It was also time for everyone to consider abandoning the ship.
Of course, there were also armed stormtroopers who arrived at the scene along with the rumbling sound of collision. They wanted to come to help, but found that they could not intervene at all.
They could only see, one gold and four red deadly energy blades, rolling and flashing in the smoke and dust of the explosion, which was dazzling and dizzying. As for who the intertwined combatants were, this was already more than these imperial soldiers.
dynamic vision, and also exceeded the processing limit of their mecha's own terminal.
Speaking of which, the golden light blade is so representative that it is indeed easy for some imperial aristocratic officers who grew up listening to the legend of Emperor Elithel to imagine. At that moment, they thought they were watching
By now the emperor was training his loyal knights.
The battlefield between extraordinary beings even formed a huge moving wind of energy, which was constantly raging inside the ship. The core of the wind was a vortex with huge suction, as if it was sucking in everyone and everything around it.
Among them, they were turned into powder.
In fact, hundreds of stormtroopers who had no time to escape, as well as dozens of fire robots, were pulled into the impact of the strong wind and were smashed into particles on the spot.
In just five or six minutes, the battle has moved from a hatch at the stern of the Titan ship to the main channel on the central axis of the ship. This is the central axis of the super battleship, and the most spacious place is enough to
It is 30 meters wide and more than 20 meters high. Under the top of the tower suspended from durable steel, no light falls on the center of the passage, as if human eyes are watching the battle in the center of the passage.
The deadly spirit halo shines in the passage as wide as the center of a square.
The alloy hatches around the passage were torn and squeezed by the oppressive psychic energy, deforming and twisting like fragile cardboard.
All passing vehicles, robots, and all protruding equipment exposed to the psyker's perception range in the passage were pulled away from the ring wall by psionic energy, and turned into heavy war hammers, battering rams, and sling stones, and fired.
A heart-stopping whistling sound circled towards the four people who were fighting.
However, these heavy objects are often disturbed by invisible power before they hit the people in the passage, directly distorting the trajectory, hitting everything, and making a roar like thunder.
And those imperial soldiers who were coming from all directions only dared to stand far away, trying to keep a safe distance from the battle. They now felt that these people were clearly here to dismantle the ship, and they were heartbroken for a while, but there was nothing they could do.
.
Soon, the stormtrooper officers on the scene received orders from the security director and asked why heavy weapons were not used.
"If we were in an open place, we could use heavy weapons of mass destruction, but now we are inside the ship after all. Moreover, I really can't tell the difference between the enemy and myself. To be honest, I don't even know these knights.
When did you board the ship? We have no record of their boarding!" An Imperial Army major who arrived at the scene reported to the other party full of grievances.
He felt that the oil-headed, pink-faced young man-like officer opposite him was simply a retarded man with no common sense. If that guy hadn't been a psychic, he would have been trapped in his sack long ago.
But, what can he do? Facing the noble officer who descended from the air, even if he is a major, he can only patiently explain with a low eyebrow.
The security director felt that this was reasonable, so he ordered the soldiers to set up a cordon in the passage around the psykers to restrict their movements as much as possible.
The major continued with a grimace: "We will do our best. But, sir, can we really stop this kind of extraordinary battle? I have never thought that with full firepower of psykers, what will happen?
This kind of power..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard an explosion in his ears, but it was a four-meter-tall ostrich-shaped combat robot waiting beside him, as if two bombs were stuffed into the ammunition by an invisible hand.
It was like inside a warehouse. The high-heat shock wave ignited all the energy sources in the robot's body and turned into a bigger explosion.
Several blazing fireballs bounced out from the source of the explosion, and immediately hit the heads of the surrounding soldiers hard.
Damn it, I'm almost a hundred meters away from them.
The officer felt sad and angry, and even more so, he felt a sense of fear. He suddenly felt that he was like the flowers and plants occasionally stepped on by a lion fighting, and his pride in being a human being had been trampled to pieces.
"It's too terrible!" He signaled his subordinates to retreat while continuing to report: "Sir, just the scope of the battle destroyed twenty-seven cabins, four kilometers of passages, and one hundred and twenty-seven platforms.
Robots, as well as various equipment and personnel losses. The passage of a typhoon has no such effect...Is this the battle of psykers?"
"What the hell are you doing!" The security director's voice seemed to have a sense of superiority, as if "young man, you are really ignorant": "If it is a battle between demigods, you are not even qualified.
Bystanders."
Is this guy so proud? He makes it look like you are the one who got it. He is also a typical aristocratic gentleman. Even a psychic can't cover up the stench of you guys.
The officer at the scene may have thought so, but of course he didn't dare to say it. He still twitched his cheeks to hold back his anger, and reported patiently: "But, sir, if this continues, our heraldic number...
"
"Well, anyway, keep monitoring."
The officers and soldiers at the scene suddenly felt extremely sad. They were all veterans who had served on the Natural Crest for several years, and they had long regarded this giant ship as their home. However, the captain, first officer and even the security director
He was a new member of the Airborne faction who just took office this month. As expected, he had no feelings for the Emblem. Even when the ship was dismantled, he looked indifferent.
Sure enough, only we veterans care about our own heraldic numbers!
But, what can be done about this? Who said that the bridge of their Natural Crest was blown off the bridge just after they joined this war? The captain, first mate, and high-level officials of various departments on the ship were cleared at once.
Seventy percent was lost. Of course, an admiral and an entire fleet headquarters were also eliminated. Compared to that, the senior management of a mere battleship was nothing.
The poor major almost wanted to burst into tears, but he could only summon up the courage to organize the soldiers to pull out the warning net. At present, the mentors' extraordinary battle seems to have reached a stalemate, and the core of the battle has not continued to shift.
It seemed that the ordinary soldiers were finally given time to react.
However, if they start moving again, wouldn't everyone's warning net be in vain?
This idea flashed through the minds of the police officers at the scene, and then they quickly warned themselves not to think about it anymore. Sometimes, people can't be too smart. If you think about some things too much, you really have nothing to do.
of fighting spirit.
Fortunately, both sides seemed to like this relatively spacious battlefield in the central passage very much, and did not move for a while.
After more than an entire division of imperial soldiers arrived at the scene, and a security network was actually set up near the passage, several more psykers wearing heraldic machines arrived.
The leader was not wearing a helmet, but she was a lady in her early thirties, with outstanding appearance and good manners.
The officers couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Of course they recognized that this lady was Dame Aynan, the head maid of the noble Duke Garibian. Does her appearance here mean that His Highness
Her old man...
Dame Einan glanced at the major who was about to step forward to report, nodded and said: "Don't worry, we are here. We have brought His Highness's will. With Your Highness coming, victory will be achieved. This Natural Crest will be used in the future.
It will be His Highness's ship, how can we bear to see her destroyed."