Harm Galaxy, Galactic Republic 20th Military Fleet, flagship Elder, bridge.
Octavian Grant, the governor of the 20th Army, looked at the clock nervously. There were still 570 seconds left in the countdown!
Cold sweat fell from his forehead drop by drop, and his fists were clenched so tightly that they were shaking a little. Almost every news coming from the direction of the Blade Fleet was bad news...
Just half an hour ago, a Separatist Rookery Hook-class battleship suddenly launched a hyperspace jump in front of everyone and disappeared suddenly. At that time, Octavian still hoped that it was just the battleship trying to escape or...
Those who are acutely ill and seek medical treatment indiscriminately.
But soon news came from the Blade Fleet that the Rookery Hook-class battleship actually appeared there! Although the battleship was severely damaged after jumping over and colliding with the Plague, it still brought a large number of
Reinforcements!
Not only that, as the Rookery Hook-class battleship carrying an advanced high-power electronic jamming system passed by, the separatists immediately took control of the electromagnetic environment on the battlefield, and communications with the Blade Fleet were also interrupted!
"Why...can they start jumping in advance?!" Octavian grabbed the communicator in his hand and gritted his teeth. He did not have the strength to crush the communicator, but he still squeezed the device and made it rattle.
"It is said that powerful Force users can do this... This means that there should be a fallen Jedi on the Separatist ship. Currently, Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi is on his way, and he is also
It can help us achieve a hyperspace jump that does not require navigation..." the adjutant said respectfully from the side.
"It's too late..." Octavian took a deep breath, "This hyperspace tide is our last chance."
"Actually..." the adjutant glanced at Octavian carefully and said: "The advice of the staff is... to retreat. The situation on the Blade Fleet is not optimistic. In the worst case scenario, after we enter that airspace, we will...
Besieged by a large number of Dreadnought-class heavy cruisers..."
Octavian shook his head, "No, not that fast. We still have a chance. The Separatists do not have the key to activate the battleship. They must first crack the battleship's system before it can activate. And we can activate the battleship immediately! This is us
The time difference advantage!”
The navigator came over, stood at attention, saluted, and said, "Your Majesty the Governor, the parameters of the hyperspace channel have been confirmed. We just have to wait for the countdown to end before we can start jumping."
"Start preheating the hyperspace engine immediately! Reduce the turret power and increase the shield energy!" Octavian Grant decisively issued the order, "Scan the energy parameters of the Separatist warship."
"Scanning completed." The radar soldier replied, "They have also reduced the turret output, and the energy index of the shield is increasing!"
Octavian Grant stared at the separatist fleet on the screen with burning eyes, "Well, see you on the next battlefield!"
The countdown is over, and no changes can still be seen in this cosmic space, but among the sophisticated hyperspace sensors, the chaotic hyperspace forms an unstable channel at this moment. This channel is like a flexible
It kept shaking like a streamer, and then gently passed by where the Blade Fleet was.
At the moment when the two overlapped, the top commanders of both sides, Octavian Grant and Admiral Trench, issued orders at the same time!
"Start the hyperdrive!"
"Start...jumping, tsk tsk tsk tsk."
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At 4:35 in the morning, the airspace where the Blade Fleet is located, the Titan battleship Plague.
A heavy turbolaser turret was adjusting its direction and then began to charge. Huge shells filled with explosive gas were pushed into the barrel, and then a violent reaction occurred the moment the operator pressed the button, forming a line with hundreds or thousands of
Wandu, possesses super explosive plasma, and then shoots out of the barrel instantly!
Green plasma with a speed of at least one-fifth of the speed of light pulled out a long band of light against the background of the dark starry sky, and then exploded on the hull of an Aquintens-class light cruiser.
A devastating explosion...
The hunter team and a dozen other surviving clone warriors looked at the huge turret through the porthole window, and they were all silent. The crosshair wiped his sight, raised the sniper rifle and aimed in the direction of the turret, and then slumped.
lay down.
"The White Line is finished...the light cruiser..." The technician looked at the battlefield information on his personal terminal and sighed, "Our fleet is failing. Even if we blow up the bridge of the Plague, they still have people in the turret.
The controls inside...the Plague is not completely paralyzed."
"A super battleship of this size cannot have only one command center." Hunter said.
"What the hell! Find the other command center and blow it up!" the Obstacle Clearer King roared.
The technician shook his head, "No chance. There are at least 1,000 Gran soldiers on the Plague now looking for us. After blowing up the bridge, they have been completely angered. Moreover, we can't hide here for too long...
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"Then what should we do?" The obstacle removal king was angry and punched the wall beside him.
The hunter was about to speak when suddenly a metal plate next to him moved!
Everyone reacted immediately, and more than a dozen blasters were pointed in that direction instantly! However, when they wanted to pull the triggers, they found that the triggers were all stuck.
"Don't be impulsive, soldiers..." The metal plate was lifted, and the Zabrak Jedi Master Yisi-Kos walked in, and then leaned against the wall weakly.
"General Is-Kos!" The two clone soldiers nearby hurried over to help him.
I only saw bruises all over Iskos's body, including gunshot wounds and burns. His cloak had long been torn off, and blood was seeping out from under his tight-fitting suit. In his waist, a piece of shrapnel was deeply inserted.
This is his most serious and almost fatal wound.
"General, let me treat your wounds." Clone soldier Iron Box said as he took out a first aid kit. It turned out that he was a medic in the army.
First spray hemostatic liquid, then carefully dig out the shrapnel, then seal the wound with stem cell spray, and finally use a nano medical device to irradiate it.
It only took less than 2 minutes for the fatal wound on Isi-Kos's body to heal a lot.
He nodded and said: "Thank you, soldier. After the impact, I have been searching, but now on this battleship, you are our last strength... Fortunately, the separatists don't know this yet.
——They are swarming the warships and looking everywhere, which disperses their forces. This is our opportunity."
"If you have any plans, please tell me." The hunter said firmly.
"There is no point in continuing to stay on the Plague. There is a shuttle docked next to a damaged cabin about 800 meters away from us. Grab it. Then you enter a Dreadnought-class heavy cruiser and drive the battleship back to the Republic.
, this is the last thing you can do." Is-Kos said.
"No problem! Let's do it!" The Obstacle Removal King slammed his fists as big as bowls together and said loudly, "Go now!"
"Don't be anxious!" Is-Kos stopped him, "Don't be impulsive. Let me lure away some of the enemies first, and then you can go over when you see the opportunity... You are all excellent soldiers, you know what to do when."
"But...general!" Tiehehe hesitated.
"Stop talking. I'm a Jedi, and my chance of survival is much greater than yours... It's been decided, don't wait for me after you grab the shuttle, take off immediately! This is an order!" Is-Kos said firmly!
said.
Crosshair nodded and picked up the sniper rifle, "Good soldiers obey orders. We will definitely achieve the battle plan!"
Is-Kos nodded solemnly, glanced at all the dozen clone soldiers, then lifted up the metal plate and rushed out.
A moment later, there was a burst of angry roars from the Gran people and intensive gunshots outside.
The hunter looked solemn. He nodded slightly rhythmically, calculating the location and distance of the gunshot. After a while, he slammed the wall and said, "Now! Charge!"
More than a dozen clone soldiers immediately rushed out and moved quickly towards the intended target.
Along the way, we encountered some scattered Gran soldiers and B-1 combat robots, all of which were easily killed by these clone soldiers.
They fought their way through, and sure enough, there was a Gran shuttle docked outside a damaged cabin!
The hangar platform of the Plague has been destroyed, and the storage area has also been severely damaged. Therefore, when these Gran Marines came over, they basically looked for one that had been blown apart from this warship that was already riddled with holes.
Just drill into the gap or hole and log in.
After easily dealing with several remaining Gran soldiers, these clone soldiers filed into the shuttle.
The hunter walked at the end, firing to suppress the angrily chasing Granites, while looking into the distance. The gunshots and explosions over there kept coming, and they were very dense. There was no doubt that it was Isi-Kos.
Fighting with a large number of Gran soldiers!
The hunter took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly. He hesitated.
"Hunter!" Crosshair said in a deep voice from behind, "Good soldier, obey the order."
The hunter then turned around, nodded seriously, returned to the shuttle and closed the hatch.
The shuttle immediately took off, increased its speed to the maximum, and flew towards the direction of the Blade Fleet at high speed.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
In this airspace, a large amount of white light suddenly began to flash! This is the physical phenomenon of a warship jumping out of hyperspace! And these white lights are very dense and even connected together!
There are a large number of fleets approaching here!
"A battleship is coming!!" the technician driving the shuttle shouted.
Before he could finish his words, dozens of huge warships appeared here instantly. Then these warships fired directly at the selected target without any hesitation or even raising their shields!
"It's our fleet!" The technician looked at the dozen or so Jaeger-class battlecruisers that appeared on the sensor screen, "There are also... separatist ones!"
2 Rookery Hook-class battleships, and a dozen other mixed formations composed of Cole-class battlecruisers, Masha-class heavy cruisers and Sova-class aircraft carriers! On these battleships painted with blue and white stripes,
The hexagonal symbol of the Confederacy of Independent Systems is extremely eye-catching!
The airspace where the shuttle was located was instantly filled with countless lasers, blaster beams and missiles! The alarm on the console kept alarming, and the technician driving the shuttle was like a small boat rising and falling in the stormy sea, teetering on the edge.
The fleets of both sides took off all their fighter jets immediately, and these fighter jets did not fly towards the opponent's battleship formation, but went straight to the Blade Fleet!
The technician concentrated all his energy on driving the shuttle and tried his best to prevent himself from being hit by stray bullets. "Here! There is another Dreadnought-class ship that no one has entered!"
"No!" the hunter suddenly shouted, "find a warship occupied by the separatists!"
He looked solemn and added: "We don't have time to warm up the battleship's engine."
The technician nodded and immediately turned around and flew towards another Dreadnought-class heavy cruiser that had started its engine and was warming up.
At this time, the two Vulture robot fighters finally set their sights on their shuttle. They made a sharp turn in the air and rushed towards them. The laser cannons in front continued to fire, and the red laser irradiated the shuttle's deflector shield, creating bursts of fire.
Energy ripples.
"We're being targeted! Hurry up!" the Obstacle Removal King shouted loudly.
"I know! I have a plan!" The technician issued the command remotely while controlling the spacecraft. He only saw the hangar platform of the Dreadnought-class heavy cruiser begin to slowly close, and then the shuttle flew in just at the moment the hatch was closed.
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"Quick! Quick! Seize the ship! Seize the ship!!" The wrecker king roared loudly and rushed out with his six-barreled blaster machine gun, followed by more than a dozen other soldiers.
The Gran Marines inside the battleship had obviously also gotten the news, and they immediately gathered in the direction of the hangar platform to set up a defense line. Intensive blaster beams poured in, and the clone soldiers hurried into the bunker.
"No! There are too many of them!" Iron Box shouted.
The technician quickly controlled the terminal, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Yes!! King of Obstacle Removal, hold on! I'll come as soon as I go!"
"What do you want to do?!" The clearing king didn't even bother to look back. He could only fire wildly, suppressing the steady stream of Gallan soldiers rushing over behind the bunker.
There are more and more Gran soldiers, at least hundreds of them rushing here.
"Asshole! What the hell did the technician do?!" the wrecker king roared loudly. He threw away the six-barreled blaster machine gun that had emptied the blaster gas, pulled out his pistol and fired continuously. Fortunately, one shot hit the target.
The orchid man knocked him to the ground.
As soon as he finished speaking, the cabin on the other side suddenly exploded! Then three bipedal combat mechas over 4 meters high rushed over!
After the three mechas rushed over, they immediately opened fire wildly at the Granites. The twin blaster cannons made the Granites cry for their fathers and mothers, and they turned around and ran away.
"Hahaha!!" the technician laughed in the communication, "The battleships of the Blade Fleet are filled with these AT-PT walkers!"
"Oh! This is so exciting! Hahahaha! Let's go! Seize the ship!!" The wrecker king was very excited and jumped out of the bunker and rushed forward.
Under the cover of fire from AT-PT walkers, they attacked the battleship's bridge with overwhelming force.
When passing by a row of portholes, the hunter looked at the burning starry sky through the window, his face sinking, "But...most of these things will fall into the hands of the separatists..."