A 10-process blueprint for a cutting-edge hyperspace accelerator is enough. It is much more valuable than playing 6-10 or 10-10.
That’s it for EVE today!
"Okay, you go to bed first. I'll go to bed after I finish playing these 6-10."
Delk Ellis said nonchalantly, now that he has reached the last level, he will meet the boss immediately, and he will go to bed after the fight.
"Okay, be careful, I'll get off first."
"Bye-Bye."
Shi Man stretched his body, covered himself with a quilt and fell into sleep.
Alpha Frontier, M-32 Galaxy
A six-man fleet is moving rapidly towards the Omega Black Flag galaxy at a constant speed. If everyone in the Omega Federation sees this fleet, they will feel trembling and avoid it.
Because this is the third generation frigate of the demon civilization, it once shined in the war of ideas, forcing the angel civilization to improve its frigates in order to be able to withstand its offensive in various squad battles and encounters.
Demon Fighter-21 frigate, a unique Demon frigate equipped with the Demon No. 5 jump engine, has super maneuverability, coupled with the equipped Demon Fighter small energy cannon, it can deliver firepower to a battlefield with a radius of 200 kilometers.
Coupled with its smaller signal radius than ordinary frigates, it can be used in any small-scale battlefield like a fish in water. It once created a record of defeating a small fleet of twenty people with one ship.
Even now that its improved version has appeared, the Demon Fighter-21 frigate has been installed in the second-line fleet of the Demon Civilization. It has never been retired and is still active on the battlefield.
And seeing this battleship basically means that it is the fleet of the demon civilization, not to mention that there are a total of 5 ships.
"Captain, there are still ten jumps before we can enter the Omega Star Field. At that time, we can directly enter the Omega Galaxy through the accelerated orbit of the Black Flag Galaxy."
"Yes, captain, you have to treat us to drinks when the time comes!"
"That's right, I've been on the ship for half a month since I came out this time, and my wings are almost faded by the nutrient solution."
This time it came out, this was the best news they had received in half a month.
Beecher Aubrey was also overjoyed: "We've finally arrived. When we unload the cargo at the Omega Galaxy, we'll go to the tavern and I'll treat you."
Everyone cheered, then complained about taking this route.
"Captain, why don't we go to the front line? We will arrive in two days at most. We must take a detour through this deserted area where there is not even a star gate?"
"You think I don't want to?"
Beecher Aubrey was also very angry about this. His captain's cargo actually had to be escorted by his elite team, and he still took such a sneaky route.
You said it's okay if it's some important strategic materials. After all, it's a mission, but what does it mean for our own officials to transport goods?
smuggling?
"Captain, we are almost at our destination. It's time for you to tell us what exactly this is transporting, right?"
A curious person asked. Along the way, he was very curious about what the captain of the group was transporting, but unfortunately his own captain never said anything.
The others also pricked up their ears after hearing this, looking at Beecher Aubrey in the fleet holographic channel with expectant expressions on their faces.
They are an elite team of the Demonic Third Fleet, and they usually carry out special missions. Unexpectedly, they are now doing this escort work.
"No!" Beecher Aubrey replied coldly, scanning the crowd with his narrow eyes, "Have you forgotten military discipline? Don't ask around!"
"yes!"
Everyone answered solemnly, then stopped asking questions and began to work seriously.
Seeing his brothers busy at work, Beecher Aubrey sighed and shook his head.
"Captain, there's a situation!"
The team members responsible for reconnaissance looked at a fleet that appeared on the shipboard scan and began to warn.
After the warning, Beecher Aubrey quickly clicked on his own shipboard scan, and saw that a squadron of one cruiser and five frigates was leaping towards them.
"Get ready to engage the enemy. The transport ship is ready to charge its jump engine and take off at any time!"
Beecher Aubrey gave the order in an orderly manner. It seems that this fleet came so unabashedly, and some of them came with bad intentions!
"yes!"
Within a few seconds, a small fleet of blue-grey ships jumped to a stop 300 kilometers in front of them, and a public message was also received by them.
"This is the New Eden-Mode Regiment's Third Fleet Patrol. Please show your identity and purpose of coming!"
"Mode Regiment? And what kind of battleship is this? I've never seen it before?" Looking at the battleships in front of him, both cruisers and frigates had a blue-gray appearance and the hulls were flat. Beecher Aubrey was a little confused: "A2
, go check out this force."
After a while, A2 retrieved the information about the Mod regiment from the demon civilization’s intelligence database.
"The Mod Group first appeared in the battle with the original Black Chess Galaxy on October 20, and occupied the Black Flag Galaxy with absolute strength. It has a brand-new ship series from frigates to battleships, and its battleships have outstanding
maneuverability and powerful missile attack capabilities, threat assessment: C5”
Demonic civilization's assessment of power is divided into several levels: D, C, B, A, S, SS, SSS, which are divided into small levels of 1-5 to evaluate the degree of threat.
"Threat assessment C5's small force?" Beecher Aubrey looked at the fleet in front of him and immediately felt relieved. He ordered in the fleet channel: "A2, A3, A4, you go to expel them and let them know that they are not a civilization.
The entire fleet can be inspected at will!"
"yes!"
There was a sinister smile on everyone's lips. Along the way, in order to avoid being exposed, they destroyed many small fleets of this unknown kind.
Immediately, leaving two frigates to guard the transport ship, the other three Demon Fighter-21s began to rush towards the Mod regiment patrol at full speed, the preheated muzzles glowing slightly red under the energy reaction.
"Warning! Please stop your dangerous behavior immediately, otherwise we will take compulsory measures!"
"Warning! Please stop your dangerous behavior immediately, otherwise we will take compulsory measures!"
"Warning! Please stop your dangerous behavior immediately, otherwise we will take compulsory measures!"
Three urgent warning messages were sent to the Demon Squadron's shipboard intelligence. Everyone turned a blind eye to this message and continued to rush towards it until the other party entered the range. Several dark energy beams shot out from the muzzle and headed straight towards a Gam.
The Gam-class, which had already started its engine, rolled sideways to avoid the attack.
"The warning is invalid, we will take coercive measures!"
Then, the counterattack from the Mod regiment began!
I saw five Garm-class ships starting their engines at full strength and reaching an ultra-high speed of 20 kilometers per second in just three seconds. Even the Ossus-class cruiser soared to a cruising speed of 10,000/s, competing with the three
The Devil Fighter-21 frigate that rushed over quickly opened the distance.
"What?!"
Beecher Aubrey watched in disbelief as the Demon Fighter, known for his speed, was pulled away in just a few seconds!
Have all the technologies of these battleships been upgraded to engines?
So fast!
Because it was a local battle, and there was no one else besides these enemies, the Mod regiment removed all disguises and went full firepower!
Subsequently, the five Gam-class missile launchers sprayed out fire dragons one after another. The missiles enveloped the three Demon Fighter-21 frigates like a meteor shower. The energy fluctuations generated by the explosion surrounded the three warships.
When the energy wave generated by the explosion dissipated, only the fragmented wreckage of the three Demon Fighter-21 frigates remained.
"Hiss! Is this a warship owned by a force that is evaluating C5?" Beecher Aubrey took a deep breath, and then decisively prepared to evacuate, "These intelligence guys should be ejected into space!"
Unfortunately, the Mod Regiment team had already called for support when they arrived. A patrol squadron of the Mod Regiment jumped directly into the middle of their fleet. As the Mastiff-class heavy interceptor entered, a radius of
The 250-kilometer jump blocking position surrounded everyone.
"It's over."
Beecher Aubrey immediately wanted to send a message back to ask for help, but the heavy interceptor's open position reinforcement space could not only block the warships in it from jumping, but also interfere with the enemy's information, so his request for help message was destined to be sent.
Not going out.
"Damn it!" Beecher Aubrey watched as the remaining two Demon Fighter-221 battleships were also destroyed. Since then, all the fleet's escort fleets have been killed, leaving only his unarmed transport ship.
!
Looking at the Morde group that destroyed his brothers' space capsule, Beecher Aubrey was sweating coldly even in the nutrient chamber. He quickly said: "We are the Aubrey team of the Demon Third Fleet. I think
We should talk!"
"Demon Third Fleet? Demonic Civilization?" Mod, who was far away in the Black Flag Galaxy military fortress, looked at the message, touched the beard that had begun to sprout on his chin, and showed a ferocious smile: "Then there is nothing to say.
After all, only dead people will not leak news!"
"No!!!"
Beecher Aubrey let out a desperate cry in the rain of missiles. The transport ship was directly destroyed. After the battleship was destroyed, the space escape capsule was unable to leave due to the position of the Mastiff-class. It was also destroyed, leaving a body behind.
Burnt corpses.
"Huh?"
Mod cleaned the battlefield and saw that a silver-white metal container in the wreckage of the transport ship had survived the explosion of the battleship. He couldn't help but feel a little strange, but he took it to the empty fortress in the Alpha system as a thief.
The remaining wreckage and corpses were salvaged and cleaned up by several Night-class industrial ships that followed. In less than ten minutes, the entire battlefield was cleaned up, not even a single titanium alloy was left behind.
Half an hour later, the entire space fell into silence again, and there was no trace of a small-scale war that had just occurred.
I wish you all a happy new year, good health, expeditions with the whole family, and stars to meet officials.
