547, The bloody battle at Bespin (Interlude: E-3 Squadron)
After the last fierce strangulation, less than 400 of the first batch of 1,500 Vulture robot fighters of the Fourth Civilization were left, and 7 of the 100 guard-class light anti-aircraft destroyers were destroyed.
However, more than 800 of the 2,000 V-19 Torrent light fighters that the Galactic Republic took off were destroyed, leaving mutilated and frozen pilot corpses everywhere in space.
Although the threshold for driving star fighters and even spaceships has been lowered a lot in the galaxy due to the development of automation and intelligent technology, every pilot also needs to go through strict screening and at least 8 months to a year of training.
.And because pilots are paid well, many of them are able to start a family, get married and have children in peacetime.
But now, perhaps less than 5 minutes after takeoff, the fighter jets that had been with them for several months and worth tens of thousands of credits turned into dust in the cold space.
For those in power, starting a war may be just a game that can be played on the table, and each single digit in the long series of numbers may mean the rise and fall of several families.
But intelligent creatures still enjoy it.
From the time when primitive societies used stone axes to hit their compatriots on the head just because they belonged to a prey, to the interstellar era where destructive weapons that can kill a city or even a planet can be launched at the press of a button...
War has never changed.
Just like now, when the wreckage of the previous batch of fighter jets is still floating in the nearby airspace, the second batch of 2,000 fighter jets from the Galactic Republic has arrived, and the fierce battle begins again...
New corpses also began to be produced again.
Matt Horner once again took off more than 1,000 Vulture robot fighters. These are the only Vulture robot fighters he has carried on the 10 Sova-class aircraft carriers.
But this is by no means just the last power in his hands.
A squadron of Z-95 Headhunter fighter jets flew past space at high speed. The squadron leader looked at the instrument panel in front of him to confirm his position.
"E-3 Squadron, you are about to enter the key fire area of the opponent's No. 16 battleship. The current distance is 174 kilometers. Their turrets are aiming in your direction. Please be careful to avoid it." The message from the flight control came through the communication.
The squadron leader looked out the window. Although the position of battleship No. 16 was still outside the visual range, under the reflection of the huge gas giant planet Bespin, some black spots could still be vaguely seen, and the dots were flickering over there.
The light also comes on from time to time.
An alarm began to sound in the cabin. This was an alarm targeted by the enemy's fire control radar. The squadron leader and other fighters immediately began to turn and perform irregular evasive maneuvers.
Beams of bright lasers kept coming, but all of them were dodged by these pilots in advance.
"Confirm the position of the opponent's battleship No. 14." The squadron leader said while adjusting the instruments and equipment in the cockpit.
"The separatist Cole-class battlecruiser, number 14, enemy name Jianghai, was penetrated by our USS Roscoe battleship 2 minutes ago. According to the optical scan, there are 5 fire points. They are accelerating at 80G.
Back up, we are currently 2103.3 kilometers away from you." the flight control center replied.
"Apply to change the target and attack the opponent's No. 16 ship." said the squadron leader.
"I-5 Squadron, I-7 Squadron and I-10 Squadron are executing the attack mission of the No. 16 ship. The application is rejected." The flight control center paused for two seconds and then added, "According to the latest scan results, the No. 14
The ship's fire point has been extinguished, and it has been detected that the ship's bow cannon is being charged. They have not lost combat effectiveness. Please continue the attack. The opponent's warship is very armored, so be careful."
At the same time, the view of the No. 14 Cole-class battlecruiser came from the flight eyepiece, and the location of the fire point and the energy response of the 40m-caliber super-matter electromagnetic gun in the center being charged were marked with light spots.
"E-3 received." After the squadron leader finished speaking, he pushed the joystick and flew straight towards the No. 14 battleship, followed closely by other fighter jets in the squadron.
The anti-aircraft firepower coming from the front is getting denser and denser, with more and more lasers. The electronic system constantly identifies the positions of the turrets that are charging towards them, but even so, they still cannot avoid them all.
One of the fighter jets in the squadron was hit by a beam of close-in defense laser. The shield was immediately overloaded and the capacitor started to catch fire. "I've been hit!" the pilot exclaimed, and the fighter jet broke away from the formation.
The robot on the fighter jet immediately began repairs, but it was still unable to prevent the fire from spreading. At this moment, another laser beam shone on the fighter jet, and the entire Z-95 fighter jet was suddenly turned into a ball of fire by the high temperature. The pilot screamed.
It explodes and decomposes.
"They killed Jeff!" another driver roared.
"It's an anti-aircraft destroyer! It's 192 kilometers away and approaching us! There's another one at 7 o'clock!"
"Keep the formation and get around it!" the squadron leader said immediately. They fired a wave of blasters according to the coordinates provided by the flight control center. Regardless of whether they hit or not, the squadron leader looked over and said: "Fire protons."
torpedo!"
"It's too far, captain, it won't work!" said a pilot.
"But it will take the pressure off us! Launch!"
The proton torpedo mounted under the wing of the Z-95 fighter jet was immediately ignited and launched. The blue plasma flame was not conspicuous in the dark cosmic background, but it carried extremely powerful power.
Sure enough, the anti-aircraft firepower in this direction was much less. The squadron leader immediately led his men to continue approaching the target. After a few seconds, the system transmitted a signal that the proton torpedo had been intercepted, and the frontal anti-aircraft firepower was strengthened again.
Another team of V-19 Torpedo fighters approached them and said in the communication: "We are here to perform escort work. The Vulture fighters in this area have been cleared. We are going to deal with those anti-aircraft destroyers. Remember to shoot proton torpedoes at those separated ones."
Get rid of the doctrine."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Leave it to me, brother." The squadron leader gave a thumbs up on the screen and replied.
The group of V-19 Torrent fighters immediately flew over and fired a wave of missiles at a guard-class light anti-aircraft destroyer ahead. Then they surrounded it like locusts, continuously firing blasters and missiles, which indeed attracted the opponent's attention.
Note that the close-in defense artillery fires wildly at these fighters.
At this time, a friendly warship in the rear was already aiming here. A heavy turbolaser cannon fired at it, directly destroying the shield of the guard-class air defense destroyer. Then it was hit by the blaster beam and missiles of the V-19 fighter.
After repeated hits, the hull of the ship began to catch fire, and thick smoke billowed out.
However, the five remaining close-in defense guns on the guard-class air defense destroyer continued to fire, and even shot down three V-19 fighter jets, including the one he had just spoken to.
"A Separatist Hiiga-class ship is turning and accelerating. Its route is crossing yours. Be careful to avoid it." Before the squadron leader could sigh, the voice of the flight control came over the communication.
As soon as the flight controller finished speaking, the squadron leader only saw a flat, streamlined warship approaching at an extremely fast speed. Within a few seconds, it quickly approached from beyond the visual distance and occupied the entire field of view!
The Z-95 squadron passed over the 1,009-meter huge hull of the Hiigaran-class battlecruiser. The squadron leader could even see the heavy particle beam cannon at the front of the battleship turning to take aim, and then fired a dazzling beam.
In the light, I don’t know which of our warships was hit.
Noticing their group of Z-95 fighters, the close-range anti-aircraft guns above the Higra-class battlecruiser opened fire wildly. The powerful firepower immediately scattered their squadron, and another fighter was shot down.
"No! Andy!! You separatist bastards!" a pilot yelled, angrily controlled the fighter jet to dive, and fired 4 proton torpedoes in succession at the Hiigaran-class battlecruiser!
"Terry! You can't leave the formation! Come back!!" As soon as the squadron leader finished speaking, the fighter jet was concentratedly fired by Hiigaran-class close-range anti-aircraft guns, and instantly exploded into pieces and scattered.
At the same time, the proton torpedo launched by the fighter exploded four light blue proton clouds on the Hiigaran class, the shield flashed, and the warship quickly flew away.
"Battleship No. 14! Just ahead! 120 kilometers away! Their shield recirculation has not been completed yet!" a pilot said loudly.
However, almost at this moment, an extremely dazzling light was emitted from over there! This light was so huge that it seemed to this fighter squadron as if they were in a dazzling river of light! For a moment,
Their entire vision was dazzled by this light. Fortunately, the system automatically closed their eyepieces so that their eyes would not be blinded by this light.
This light was several kilometers away from them, but its powerful power also caused their systems to flicker.
"The fighter jet is out of control! I..." Before the pilot of a fighter jet could finish his words, he was hit continuously by oncoming anti-aircraft fire, and the fighter jet suddenly exploded into a ball of fire.
The fighter jets were extremely fast, and within a few seconds of all this happening, their target, Battleship No. 14, appeared in front of them!
This is a Cole-class battlecruiser. Its completely different style from the Galactic Republic's battleships stimulated their eyes. This battleship, with a large head and small body, and a roughly long strip shape as a whole, is constantly using the four heavy lasers in front of it.
The gun fired. In the center of the bow, the muzzle of the 40m-caliber super cannon was still red, and white smoke was constantly spraying out. This was the coolant cooling the muzzle.
And it can be clearly seen that there are five huge defects on this battlecruiser, the largest one is almost more than 10 meters wide, and many spherical drones are urgently repairing the defects on the battleship.
"They are using drones to repair warships!" a pilot shouted loudly, "There must be a drone mothership nearby!"
"Focus on our target! Launch proton torpedoes!" the squadron leader shouted angrily.
At this time, the voice of the flight controller suddenly came from the communication, "E-3 Squadron, there are a lot of weak radar reactions in front of you! Please pay attention!"
"You stupid thing, what do you mean by weak radar response!" the squadron leader yelled.
But he knew immediately what it meant!
In the open space ahead, more than a dozen missiles suddenly appeared out of thin air. Because these missiles were launched at extremely close range, there was almost no possibility of evasion!
Three fighter jets in the squadron were hit almost simultaneously and were instantly blown into countless pieces!
"It's a stealth fighter! Be careful!!!" the squadron leader exclaimed. His flying skills were extremely proficient. He immediately rolled several times in the air and fired induced bombs, finally escaping the disaster. At the same time, his aircraft
A weak radar response finally appeared on the carrier radar.
A one-sided air battle immediately began around the 1,100-meter-long Cole-class battlecruiser.
There was almost no pause at all, and several pulse lasers were fired. The squadron leader almost relied on guessing and relying on the sky to avoid this completely unpredictable firepower. However, the fighter jet was still approached by the Cole-class battlecruiser in front of him.
The anti-fire was hit, and the shield capacitor was overloaded and damaged. Then the fighter was hit by the pulse laser of a stealth fighter. The navigation robot was immediately destroyed, and thick smoke billowed in front of the aircraft, even blocking his sight.
The remaining fighters of the squadron also entered the battle. They fired at these invisible enemies indiscriminately, and then were destroyed one by one.
The squadron leader tore off the nameplate on his shoulder, which read his name and number - Galactic Republic, Grand Army of the Republic, 19th Legion, 1102nd Flying Group, E-3 Squadron, Captain, Maxto. Hometown:
Coruscant planet, 2144th floor, G-7 residential zoning, streets...
Then he opened a small drawer in the cockpit. As he opened it, a small holographic projector projected an image of a family of three reunited, a 20-year-old wife, a 4-year-old child, and a 28-year-old husband, Max Stowe.
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He put the nameplate into the small drawer, looked up at the huge Cole-class battlecruiser in front of him, his eyes almost bursting with flames, "Come on!! You despicable separatists!! Have a taste of you
Grandfather of the Republic is so awesome!!!"
The speed of the Z-95 Headhunter fighter was increased as much as possible. All the induced bombs and smoke in the fighter were launched, and his target was the largest damage gap on the battleship!
The battleship immediately mobilized two close-defense turrets to attack him, and several invisible ghost fighter jets followed closely and kept firing. However, squadron leader Maxtor was like a god at this time and actually avoided it.
Most of the attacks!
He is clearly a weak Force sensitive!
At this moment, with his life and soul burning, he actually burst out with power close to that of a Jedi apprentice!
But the miracle would not last forever. The close-range anti-aircraft gun finally hit his fighter jet. At the moment before the fighter jet was hit, Maxto pressed the launch button as if he had a tacit understanding.
While the fighter jet was completely torn apart by close-range firepower, two proton torpedoes were launched and almost instantly penetrated through the largest gap in the Cole-class battlecruiser!
Immediately afterwards, there was a light blue proton cloud, followed by the collapse and expansion of matter, bursting out with huge energy...
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"The Cole-class battlecruiser Jianghai suffered a suicide attack from Republic fighter jets and suffered heavy damage. The energy supply dropped to 16% and requested evacuation."
Matt Horner looked at the report in front of him, nodded, expressionless.
At this moment, on the battlefield in Bespin's outer space, hundreds of ghost fighters suddenly appeared and entered stealth mode, and began to carry out an almost cruel massacre against the invading Galactic Republic fighter group!
It is almost impossible for the Republic's fighter jets to detect the stealth Phantom fighter at an ideal combat distance, and the flight control center of the Jaeger-class battlecruiser behind it is already too busy to effectively command such a fighter jet fight!
Countless fighter jets were destroyed and countless pilots died...
The battle continues and becomes more brutal...
Just like that war,
War...war never changes.
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[PS: This chapter describes interstellar battles from the most minute individual point of view, don’t call me stupid.]
This chapter has been completed!