This brave Imperial destroyer was probably preparing to approach Fortress Seder in an attempt to launch a proton torpedo. However, before such a powerful weapon could take effect, she was hit and lost her combat capability.
Her final disintegration failed to break through the outer wall of Fortress No. 2. However, it could be proved that in the previous battle, the energy shield of this fortress had reached its limit.
Immediately afterwards, a sublight speed missile launched by a Lance-class cruiser of the Empire at an extremely long distance was intercepted 250,000 kilometers away from the fortress.
This was the end of this wave of attacks by the Empire. As the Lance-class cruiser was intercepted by a salvo of main guns from a nearby Community warship, the Imperial fleet also began to retreat.
The good news is that everyone won again and achieved a very good exchange ratio.
The bad news is that everyone knows that the enemy will come back soon. The generals of the community can feel that what the other party is doing is as if they are spending huge casualties to clear the outer bunkers and trenches. Now,
They did pay a heavy price - six consecutive rounds of all-out attacks that lasted for two weeks, causing the empire to lose the wreckage of hundreds of battleships on the center line of the two armies, including even a battlecruiser and a large armored aircraft carrier.
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However, the Imperial Army may feel that these prices are worth paying, right? By now, their light battleships have been able to get close enough to directly attack the main fortress cluster in the center. This also means that if
Taking a step forward, a surprise landing would be a matter of course.
Of course, fortunately, everyone's morale has been maintained fairly well. Everyone in the fleet at least saw with their own eyes that the Imperial warships hit by our own forces in the past two weeks burned in the starry sky. And our own losses were mainly
It's still on an unmanned turret. Compared with the empire's casualties, the losses of one's own battleships and garrison personnel should be at most half of the opponent's.
Generally speaking, although the officers and soldiers were tired, they were also happy, especially the recruits who had just come from the mainland. They had not experienced last year's "Ten Dang Ten Battles" and "Extraordinary Transformation Plan", and they thought they had a better relationship with the veterans.
There is still a certain distance. But now, after such a victory, they clearly feel that honor and courage are growing in their souls.
Of course, veterans don't think so.
"I have experienced hundreds of battles, but this is the first time I have fought such a boring battle!" Lieutenant Jean Cook complained loudly while eating in the officers' Chinese restaurant. Even when he was dining, he was wearing a flight suit.
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In fact, it's more than that. As an excellent captain who has repeatedly made military exploits and suffered minor injuries, he is still wearing a diaper. However, this kind of thing still smells a bit heavy, so there is no need to explain it in detail in the restaurant.
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As the captain of the torpedo strike ship, he certainly had reasons to complain.
The enemy's main battleships always stay within the cover of the Holy Shield light cruiser and attack from a distance. In this case, the attack effect of the lightning strike ship will be greatly reduced.
Of course, with the current performance of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, it is possible to break through the defense network of the Holy Shield cruiser by turning on the light wings for sub-light speed penetration. Although the loss will be greater, it is still within the tolerable range.
However, when the New China Squadron and the Dawn Squadron prepare to attack in person, the enemy fleet will begin to retreat. If it were in the past, the extremely explosive lightning strike ships would really be happy to catch up and destroy these thin-skinned and big stuffings.
Ju. But now, after the "center line" established by the treaty, the Imperial Army has also deployed a large-scale automatic sentry cannon here, and the space airport is almost in the line of fire.
Didn't you hear what Commander Yu Company taught everyone? A qualified torpedo ship pilot must be a rational, objective, calm and steady realist, and he still can't do such a thing as breaking through the enemy's fire network.
As a result, this tug-of-war between kites and counter-kites lasted for two full weeks. The Thunder Strike Ships, which had made great contributions to the people of Earth in previous wars, are still regarded as the trump card of the Community Space Fleet.
, actually seems to have no sense of existence.
"So, what are the Imperial devils here for? Are they joking? Or are they just here to show off, as the Commander said... No, they are clearly here to show off, like a guy with his skirt open to the end.
A Twi'lek dancer who tap dances with her thighs! It's a croissant! It's a croissant!" Lieutenant Cook picked up the bread in the basket: "Damn, this is even better! A croissant is a croissant, not a croissant! Who the hell is that?
Ah, who poured chocolate sauce on top of the croissant!"
The crew members sitting next to him knew that the captain was going crazy, so they all just gave polite but insincere smiles and focused their attention on the plates in front of them.
However, the young pilot sitting at the table next to him interjected rudely: "But, sir, we still sank a light carrier and two cruisers, and none of our own was lost."
Lieutenant Cook glanced at the other side. This was a woman with a delicate appearance and even cute appearance, but very firm eyes. It was easy for him to connect directly to Boss Liuli. If it weren't for the eldest sister, he might still be in his hometown.
I'm a courier boy.
Cook ate the meatloaf roughly and took a sip of beer. His regretful eyes flashed over the croissants in the basket. Then he took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "What's your name?"
"Rogue 3's second pilot and shooter, Ensign Jyn Esol. Sir."
"Rogue Squadron has been rebuilt?"
"Yes. All members have just returned to the team today. Sir, your information is too ill-informed. You were also a member of this squadron before. You cannot ignore your old unit just because you were promoted in another squadron."
The female pilot sighed and seemed a little hurt.
Lieutenant Cook was indeed a little embarrassed, but considering that he had hardly left his post during this period, his mood immediately stabilized: "He looked at the female pilot again, and still felt that her baby face was still too tender.
She is so young that even playing the role of a junior high school student is not out of line.
"Your words..."
"I just graduated from aviation school ahead of schedule, sir."
No wonder he looks like a middle school student.
But, then again, have our military resources been depleted enough to allow students to graduate early? Lieutenant Cook was a little worried, but considering that he couldn't control such a thing, he forced himself to forget it.
Completely ignoring Lieutenant Cook who was drafted into the army even though he was a famous cosmic rowing champion, he said in an old-fashioned tone like a senior: "Then you have to figure it out even more, Lieutenant Essol. Our Rogue Squadron has bombed
Fearless, it has blown up planets, blown up fortresses, blown up Titans and Void Lords... It's just a cruiser, a small ship, are you satisfied?"
Jean Cook does feel a bit like going from luxury to frugality now. You know, he was once a hero who threw anti-matter torpedoes into the ditch of the dreadnought!
"I understand what you mean. However, after two weeks of continuous fighting, our torpedo strike ship has not been lost!"
"so what?"
"This can show that our survival rate will be very high for a long time. This will help us recruits survive." Second Lieutenant Essol showed a bright smile: "I hope you will
, if all the battles in the future are played like this, maybe there will be an armistice soon! Maybe I can go back to my hometown and sail a passenger ship."
Lieutenant Cook was dumbfounded when he heard this. He nodded subconsciously and said: "Ju, you can still understand it so well... No, you are indeed a natural fit for our torpedo attack ship force."
"Well, but I really just want to go back and drive a passenger ship... I thought, sir, a hero like you who has made many military exploits would definitely scold someone like me for being cowardly."
"Now that you know it, why do you still say that?"
"Because Xiaguan is a member of the Lion Heart Club! No matter in school or in the society, the education Xiaguan received tells me that I cannot lie."
...Damn it, I spent a lot of effort to join the association. Lieutenant Cook was somewhat envious, jealous, and resentful, but he quickly adjusted his mood:
"Yes, that's what's suitable for flying lightning to attack ships. Even for me, it's more like driving a rowing boat. I just won the championship once. However, I want to be the first person in the history of sublight speed racing.
I want more than one, not two, three or four, I want to win many championships, too many trophies to hold."
"I know that you are a racing champion. Many of our classmates were encouraged by you and decided to take the small and medium-sized driving course." Then, they were recruited to drive torpedo ships.
"Our boss has said it more than once, war is for peace, and also for one day we can sit down in peace and drink a big bowl of wine and eat a big piece of meat. If you have the consciousness to fight for peace, you must have the courage to charge against the Titans, right?
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This sounds like a lack of arguments and arguments, but Cook, who never went to college, can only say this. Fortunately, female pilots who graduated from aviation school early and may not be twenty years old yet
There was nothing to refute the senior. She nodded silently, as if she didn't understand.
"So, cheers! We've won six times."
"Yes, not just once, not twice, three times or four times. There will be many more victories in the future."
"Look, I said you were born to drive a lightning strike ship."
In this way, the new recruits of the newly restored Rogue Squadron, together with the veterans of the New China Squadron and the Dawn Squadron, sang and danced together again, and their morale seemed to be swelling and burning.
In short, although the two consecutive weeks of battles have accumulated a lot of fatigue for everyone, considering that the casualty rate and exchange ratio are very good, the overall morale has always been maintained at a relatively high level.
However, the remaining company of the headquarters was really unable to cheer frankly with the ordinary soldiers. He knew very well that it would be almost impossible to achieve such a beautiful exchange ratio in the next round of battle.
He asked Feifei to take out a graphic chart. It can be clearly seen that our casualty rate is clearly on the rise. By the time of the sixth wave of attacks, our losses should have reached 70% of the opponent's, and even one
A Blackbird-class battlecruiser was destroyed.
This tragic loss occurred at 11:17 in the morning. The Blackbird-class battlecruiser General Pontos, transferred from the Cantilever Fleet, was shot while covering Fortress No. 2 and lost power and shields.
Later, it was besieged by the enemy fleet.
We tried to rescue her but failed, and in the end we could only visually observe that she was intercepted in the middle by a volley of orbital artillery shells from the Imperial Army.
This is also the first large capital ship sunk by the Blue Star Community since the beginning of this year.
What makes Yu Company even more worried is that this loss could have been avoided. While covering the fortress, the General Pontos responded with a salvo of main guns at the enemy. When the battleship performed evasive maneuvers, it was obvious that
It was more than a beat later that the Imperial battleship caught him and gave him a chance to fatally injure him.