(The manuscript collection has officially dried up, running around the house is exhausting... ugh... but I still firmly want to ask for a monthly ticket...)
We won.!d won the phone bill)
In a sudden frontal conflict, there was no geographical advantage, no numerical advantage, no technological advantage, and a tough battle with the fallen apostles who had the absolute upper hand, and finally achieved complete victory.
A battle that has gone down in history. Except for 30% of the final retreat, the main force of the Fallen Apostles' attack was almost completely wiped out, thwarting their sinister plan to rob the holy treasury ruins and annihilate the Emperor's headquarters at the same time, no matter what the circumstances.
Below, this is an event definitely worthy of being a milestone:
We fought a tough battle with the main army of the fallen apostles.
The historical significance and various military strategic values of this battle are needless to say. The most elusive enemy has exposed its frontal combat style and the data of various ship types in the army to us this time.
After one battle, the information we collected about the fallen apostles was richer than the piecemeal information we had obtained on them in the past three years. We finally accurately grasped the performance parameters and attacks of various abyss-infected Xiling warships.
Power, understanding the various characteristics of super weapons such as the Abyssal Galaxy main gun, and even the communication protocols between fallen apostles - this was intercepted by Xiling technicians from a large number of battlefield signals after the battle entered a fever pitch.
Of course, we can't decipher this highly encrypted information, but by analyzing the communication protocols of the fallen apostles, maybe Tavel can find a breakthrough in understanding the daily activity patterns of the fallen apostles. At least we can build more in the void for monitoring.
The base station for their activities. It can be said that any bit of information we obtain in today's battle will become a turning force in the Emperor's battle against the fallen apostles if we study it in depth. Therefore, these things allow the Emperor's commanders and researchers to
ecstatic.
However, not everyone was cheering. When we returned to the bridge of the Imperial Admiral, the place was filled with a relaxed and joyful atmosphere after a great victory, but Viska silently found a corner and sat there.
.
I know it was the shipboard AI that was sacrificed in a madness that made her depressed. To be honest, my mood was not much better because of this incident.
Maybe that sentence is right, kindness cannot control soldiers - I can't be as ruthless as the standard Imperial people. Faced with the death of countless comrades, I can continue to charge without changing my expression. When there are large swaths of soldiers on the battlefield,
When they were sacrificed, I couldn't regard them as a series of numbers. The fact that most of the apostles who died in battle could be resurrected gave me a lot of comfort. However, after the war, I still couldn't help but think of those soldiers who were completely sacrificed in the war.
My heart is blocked.
And today's situation is even more shocking. When the ancient carrier-based AI crazily led the dilapidated wreckage fleet into the enemy's defense line, I'm even sure that Sandora was moved by it. That scene was...
Scenes like a group of bloody veterans leaping out of the trenches, following the blind and deafened commander, and rushing towards the enemy position for the last time with bombs in their arms, are still replayed over and over in my mind and cannot be forgotten.
If we can slowly get used to the casualties on the battlefield, then what makes people feel even more depressed today is the injury suffered by Viska - she is undoubtedly the most painful today. That ancient ship-based AI can be said to be the era of her madness. Everything. Breaking with the motherland, being regarded as a rebel, and even she didn't know what a "thing" she was. At that time, all Viska had was the group of artificial intelligences she had created. Including the ship-based AI with a particularly eloquent mouth, I can even guess that Viska designed that AI to be so eloquent entirely because she was too lonely, and today, she lost her most important partner - even though She can no longer remember that memory, but I can still feel her bad mood now.
Shandora may have the same thoughts as me. It is true that she is a war commander who has experienced hundreds of battles... and even experienced thousands of battles. Facing the same tragic battles, she is always better than us. Everyone is calmer and more cruel, but as the top Xiling apostle, her emotions are also complex and sensitive, but she can better suppress all unfavorable emotions into corners and always show her most perfect side. It's just in front of everyone. In front of us family members, Sandora will always reveal her true feelings.
After a high-intensity battle, everyone was exhausted, including Qian Qian and her elder sister. It was precisely because the two of them were sitting in the base camp and exerted a terrifying debuff effect on the enemies who came close that the empire came to power. The Admiral's defense line is impregnable and has protected all the transport ships full of refugees intact. Now they are taking a break with a few of us in the officers' lounge next to the bridge, together with others who have been waiting anxiously for most of the day. Busujima and the mercury lamp, as well as Yakumo Lan, who has almost regarded herself as a doormat. Qianqian is asleep now, lying on the coffee table and drooling, while her elder sister is looking at Viska with some worry, she knows that child Unlike normal Xiling apostles, whose mental strength is even more unstable than ordinary humans, Pandora cares about her sister in her own unique way: sitting opposite Viska and looking at each other without blinking. …
To be fair, I think she might as well find a place to wait. For a normal person to have her "care" like this all afternoon would be a sign of depression at best.
"I said..."
After thinking about it, I felt that I might be the only one who could speak effectively at this time. After all, my position seemed to be that of a parent from the beginning. But as soon as I opened my mouth, a voice that suddenly echoed through the public channel interrupted my movements. ——
"Return in triumph! Return in triumph! Long live the general, those bastards are finished, finished! In ashes! The ship has won a great victory, and the general's power has once again been extended - wait and see you bastards! This ship knows You are not dead! When this ship finds a suitable body again and organizes a group of good boys, all enemies will be damned! Deathstroke! Rest in peace! Helium Boren, rest in peace! There will be new good boys to take your place. !The legion will never perish, and it will always be our share in destroying others! But at this time, this ship must first find a place to repair itself. There seems to be something missing in this ship... Oh, wait, this ship seems to be all Leak... Hey, let me go! Someone, come someone! Who will tow this ship to the repair port! You, you, these messy fools, what are you doing in a daze? You didn't see that there is a big guy here who needs support. x, I think back then this ship was a high-end ship with 143 main guns..."
"Hey, I remember it's not one hundred and forty-three?"
I turned around and said in surprise.
Sandora stumbled: "...you look shocked just because you thought of this?"
That crazy ship-based AI is back! This news is shocking. Even Pandora, a porcelain doll-like Sanwu Loli, stood up with a look of astonishment. The public channel is still echoing the words of a crazy host whose logic is confusing and speechless.
Qing's noisy shouting made Viska's eyes light up and he disappeared into the lounge in a flash.
The soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield quickly located the source of this noisy signal. It was floating nearly 10,000 kilometers away from the ruins of the Holy Library. It seemed that the explosion at that time threw it so far. First
The soldier who discovered it sent back a message, describing the target's condition as "not very good", but "at least still very energetic". I'm sure that the soldier must have an embarrassed expression when he said this -
—It is definitely a mental test to drag something that is constantly making noises in your ears and cannot be hit or scolded all the way back.
Soon, the "very energetic" shipboard AI was sent to the Imperial Admiral Gnaku by a tugboat. All of us were already waiting here, including Qian Qian who just woke up and who just woke up from a coma.
123. The latter was severely injured while fighting to protect the Imperial Admiral. Even with the abnormal defense of the Star Field Admiral, he lost consciousness for two hours. The reason for his severe injury was that Lin grabbed his feet.
Her neck was thrown out like a chain hammer, and she fell unconscious after smashing through a spaceship. The reason why Lin did this was because she was knocked unconscious when she was in the dragon god form, and her intelligence returned to about three and a half years old...
In fact, I am very confused about the purpose of the five-person group of protoss (perhaps excluding Bingtis, who is really powerful in combat, let's call it a four-person group) participating in the battle. Apparently they are very used to killing one or two of themselves near the end of the battle.
I personally want to celebrate. So far in the battles they have participated in, I have never seen a victory without injury. Even when they recaptured the city of Atlantis, Lin killed 123 once.
I may understand why Dingdang, who has no fighting ability or command ability, can be their captain. Such a strange team really needs a nurse to accompany the army.
And the ship-based host that had undergone emergency rescue and was temporarily fixed on a shielded universal restraint was pushed in front of us at this moment, chattering as it walked: from audio to public spirit connection.
Two channels scrolling bb.
"Aha! Long live the general! Good morning, general! Good luck to your second cousin, general! What a beautiful day it is, our entire army was wiped out, but we still won a great victory! This ship really wants to sing a song for today's epic battle,
It's a pity that you may kill this ship by the way, so what's going on? Oh, by the way, this ship is missing a few parts. It is currently determined that it needs a new engine set, and maybe it also needs an entire class mother ship. You have to know what you want.
Back then, this ship was a high-end product with two hundred and thirty-five main guns... Which of you has an emergency energy bank? Or at least plug in an external scanner or something for this ship. Does anyone want a cup of helium-3?"
"For the sake of this miserable situation, let's just endure it."
The corners of Lin Xue's mouth twitched, and she lowered her head and whispered.
Putting aside the terrifying spiel, the ship-based host in front of us can really only be described as miserable. "She" may have once had a shell, but now that thing has been reduced to ashes, with only a few twisted pieces.
The metal skin hangs loosely on its bracket, and its main body is only a square with a side length of about three meters. There are gray-black burn marks everywhere on the square. The internal mechanical structure is badly damaged, and the stress stabilizer and protector are
The shield generators turned into two lumps of iron. The cracked crystal structure fell out from behind the damaged inner skin, sparks squeaking, and several weak indicator lights flashed behind the charred cables.
There was one of them drooping outside, and she was so miserable, but "she" still had enough energy to cause trouble to others!
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a miracle that this thing can still be turned on!
Of course, what shocked us the most was how this ship-based host survived such a big explosion.
When "she" chose to die together with the space converter, the escape tower had lost all its shields and 50% of its armor. It could be said that the fragile core had been completely exposed. The space converter was in the same state.
The latter didn't even have any dregs left after the explosion, but the most important thinking core of the shipboard AI survived.
"This is a lucky event with only one thousandth chance, similar to a miracle," the Tavel mass projection converted from the research center stood next to the still chattering shipboard host, looking at the severely damaged square that had almost disintegrated.
This girl with glasses, who always only believes in absolute data, uses words like "miracle", "It obviously once had an extremely strong shell, and at the first moment of the explosion, this shell allowed it to leave the core of the explosion alive. The console's
The structure is very weird, using some ancient technologies, and there are many blunt modifications. Although the technology is ancient, it unexpectedly has a stronger survivability than ordinary models... It's amazing, it also has several sets of spare memories.
The body, which has seriously exceeded the necessary number of spare components, is impossible to appear on a normal shipboard. Its designer's design back then was equivalent to a waste of a lot of energy and processing power. Of course, this design has saved its life now.
That’s how it goes.”
No matter what the theory is, it is a fact that this crazy ship-based host came back alive, "she" (although rigorous scientists like Tavel always use "it" to refer to it, but according to the other person's set gender, I still use "her")
She has been noisily begging us to give "her" a new body, and chatting endlessly with Viska. This guy's nerves are as big as Qianqian's. If you have nerves,
words.
Tavel needed time to repair this ancient ship-based mainframe with many private changes in its design. At least he had to find a way to stabilize the latter's fault. We then returned to the bridge. Only Viska and Pandora remained.
Come down.
Viska's stay was strongly requested by the ship-based host, because as long as the former wanted to leave Gnaku, the latter would definitely yell and ask the general to continue listening to his tactical report. Under normal circumstances, maintaining
Scar was extremely impatient with this kind of thing, but this time, she nodded without hesitation and stayed in Gnaku to accompany the shipboard AI.
The tactical report of the shipboard AI was messy, and many parts had nothing to do with tactics. After listening to a few sentences, Shandora roughly judged that "she" was actually reporting to Viska about the battle hundreds of thousands of years ago.
, because the shipboard AI mentioned many times in succession the heroic combat experience of units such as the first fleet of the Legion of Destruction that had long since been wiped out, as well as what stronghold galaxy the Legion had just occupied, and so on. Although this was a meaningless report, Viska
But he listened very carefully - this report was already 700,000 years late, and now it was finally delivered to the general.
As for Pandora, it was only after we returned to the bridge that we discovered that she had not followed her. It seems that she took the initiative to stay with her sister. She is such an awkward sister. The greatest concern she can give is to follow her.
Huesca was running around next to him.
"Our fleet has suffered heavy losses,"
In the officer's lounge, Sandora finally had the time and energy to talk to me about the profits and losses of this battle. "The Royal Fleet is the main defensive force in the battle and has been at the forefront of the defense line. This time there are more than 300 Eternals.
The mothership was destroyed or completely lost its combat effectiveness, to the extent that there was no need to repair it. Based on the loss of the mothership, almost a quarter of the fleet was wiped out. Most of the emperor's regular legions were blocked in the world.
In addition, the losses were smaller and could be replenished quickly. The Revenge Fleet's second-level technological battleships also suffered considerable losses. They took on the main force of attacking the enemy and also attracted the largest number of retaliatory strikes, even more than the Royal Navy.
The fleet was under great pressure. After the battle, their number was reduced by... more than half. As for the servant army, since they were not active on the frontal battlefield in this battle, the casualties were within an acceptable range. The only thing worth comforting now is
That is, because of the outstanding performance of the leader, a considerable number of the emperor's people who died in battle can be regenerated."
"It's good that people are here, the spaceship can be rebuilt, and those experienced veterans are not just casually built." I felt a little relieved.
"But the Imperial Fleet has been severely weakened," Sandora looked a little worried. "It takes time to re-produce the fleet. What we have lost are elite battleships after special transformation. Every spaceship in the Royal Fleet is stronger than ordinary ships.
The model takes three to four times the manufacturing time. The spare spaceships of the Revenge Fleet are modified from the autonomous spaceships collected in the Great Nebula Battle. Now Tavel can only use a special production line to copy those battleships at an extremely slow speed, because of the technological form
It is completely different. The Revenge Army battleships cannot be mass-produced in ordinary star ports. It can be said that for a long time, the souls of the Revenge Army will not be able to find suitable battleships. Moreover, the power of the Xiling Apostles after regeneration will decrease to a certain extent.
, our hundreds of thousands of veterans may become less effective than the new recruits because of this, and it will take time for them to return to their original combat effectiveness. In this battle, we won a complete victory from a local perspective, but from the overall situation, I am afraid that we will not win.
It's a mixed bag - now we still can't determine how powerful the fallen apostles are. If what attacks us today is just one of the inconspicuous small fleets..."
"That's not the case."
Miss Lin's voice suddenly came in from the side, "What attacked us today was a very influential large army among the fallen apostles. I can see that today's defeat was also a big blow to the vitality of the fallen apostles.
But Sandora's worries are very necessary. We have suffered a lot today. I hope we won't encounter such exciting things again in a short time..."
"Even you, a prophet, said that you can only use 'hope'?"
I muttered something, looked at Lin Xue and said.
"Well, even a prophet can't see clearly what happened so long ago," Lin Xue curled her lips, "But what we snatched today may really be a treasure, even though I can't understand what the thick fog in the future means.
But we may be about to reach a historical turning point, and if we grasp this turning point well... it will be bright."
It started again, Miss Lin's nagging. I really wanted to ask her how to turn that so-called turning point in history, but everyone knew that in this case, the other party wouldn't say anything more and could only
It makes one’s teeth itch with hatred.
At this moment, Sivis' communication suddenly came over:
"Your Majesty, the fleet has been reorganized and is ready to return. How will the refugees be arranged?"