As if it were a boat sailing against the current, the White Star was traveling in a surging torrent composed of millions of zerg and void creatures. The thick titanium alloy plate armor was being torn apart by void energy beams, highly corrosive spores, and even direct impacts from heavy objects.
Crack and disintegrate.
Augustus put on a set of commander-type power armor, but this heavy protection did not bring him much sense of security.
Tychus was already sitting in the driver's seat of the Odin mecha, waiting to be launched as a super-large cannonball. He might have already taken off at this moment.
A scaled-down holographic model of the White Star was floating above the star chart in front of Augustus. Most of its hull shone with an unhealthy yellow light, and the parts that had been completely destroyed were highlighted by a bright red light.
Key mark, there may be nothing left there long ago.
The integrity of the ship's hull displayed on the screen continues to decline, and the bridge has completely lost contact with part of the deck. Zerg and void creatures have entered the ship's hull, harvesting all life they can see, lying everywhere.
There were broken corpses and groaning people. In those cabins that had not yet been slaughtered, the fierce battle continued.
Every once in a while, Augustus would receive a large number of reports, and each report showed that he was losing his flagship. At least hundreds of voices were talking at the same time in the communication channel, and there were inquiries and requests everywhere.
and commands.
The artillery batteries and J23 missile launchers lined up outside the White Star were almost completely destroyed. The original positions were either turned into ruins of broken copper or iron, or the interior melted and collapsed, forming huge holes big enough for fighter planes to come and go.
black hole.
The more fatal wounds came from the armor section from the port side to the belly of the White Star amidships. The multiple layers of composite vertical armor melted and vaporized, and a huge wound with a diameter of several hundred feet was clearly visible. This terrible wound almost cut it in two.
Half, the direct loss of the hull exceeded 5%.
A camera that was still working showed that at this moment, large chunks of armor plates were falling off the wound along with chopped pipes and wires, like sections of intestines that had been cut off at the waist. Inside the cabin
The wreckage is still burning, with explosions and thick smoke billowing.
With such a big hole, the self-healing capabilities of regenerative armor and repair robots are obviously not enough, not even the powerful Rory Swann. Even so, the Imperial engineer and his brave team are still working hard.
, trying to get "every screw back on track."
But now they don't have much time.
The void army controlled by Eamon is still chasing after the White Star, obviously identifying her as the flagship of Augustus. Depending on the situation, even if the surrounding imperial warships cover their own flagship at all costs, the White Star
There is no way to escape the fate of crashing.
The White Star's main and auxiliary thrusters have also been seriously damaged, and its speed is getting slower and slower. But according to Augustus' plan, she will no longer need to fly soon.
"Correcting the flight angle." Travis Rawlins, the navigator of the White Star, kept operating his hands in front of the console. The holographic screen in front of him was full of real-time tracking data such as speed and altitude. At this moment
, his neatly styled hair was already wet with sweat.
Travis Rollins is young and handsome, with dark hair and eyes. He is a model Imperial soldier. He served on another Imperial flagship, Bucephalus, and was later transferred to the White Star navigator due to his outstanding performance.
.
After the war began, Travis piloted the imperial flagship through the vast sea of insects and the protoss fleet, until it landed from Aiur's high-altitude orbit and entered the atmosphere without any mistakes.
"I have started to slow down and prepare to land." Travis said with sweat dripping down his back.
"Your Majesty, we cannot raise the shield again as a buffer."
The flames spouting out from the White Star's thrusters became less and less, and the height became lower and lower. This incomparable behemoth passed low over the earth, casting a large and huge shadow. Every time it passed by, there would be rain in the sky.
There was a heavy rain of metal debris.
The porthole in front of Augustus was already crawling with all kinds of monsters, most of them were zerg, but there were also void creatures composed of void energy.
These void creatures are pure energy creatures. Their appearance is imitated from real creatures and technology, and they are called shadows of the void. Regardless of what is inside them, the shadow of the void battlecruiser and the shadow of the void aircraft carrier
It is actually possible to fire.
They tore through every piece of armor on the White Star's hull, as if countless people were banging on the doors and windows.
"It's up to you, Travis." Augustus' words seemed to have a magical power that could calm his tense heart: "I hope this won't be too bumpy."
Augustus heard the loud noises caused by multiple decelerations, each sound was like a heavy hammer hitting the sky. The bridge was shaking violently, which was more from the enemy's fierce attacks from outside. If not for Augustus
The magnetic boots on the metropolitan power armor were still clinging to the floor, but they had already flown out.
A dazzling and hot fire rushed to the porthole in front of Augustus, sweeping away all the enemies there, as accurately as peeling off the layer of butter on bread with a knife.
Suddenly, Augustus' eyes suddenly became clear.
The one who opened fire was a Liberator battleship. The muzzle of the Concord cannon under her hull was still glowing with the red light left after firing, and the twisted trajectory left by the plasma beam did not dissipate for a while. Another Liberator also
After firing, a large number of Lexington rockets spread out, leaving beautiful intertwined smoke trails in the space.
Only then did Augustus realize that the White Star was already very close to the ground.
The glass-smooth ground and the still-boiling molten metal silently told the tragedy of this land. No matter how magnificent cities and buildings once existed here, they obviously no longer exist.
The terrain has been completely changed by the overflowing void energy. The land here has been smashed and burned countless times, and finally became as dark and hard as a failed pottery shard, glowing with an iron-green glint like glass.
Here, all kinds of debris can be seen. People, zerg, and protoss have all been forged together, poured into the fused debris of various vehicles, weapons, armor, and carapace, covering the ground.
The battlefield of wreckage extended in all directions invisible to the eye, and the cracks opened by orbital weapons clung to the gray sky like twisted fingers.
This is the melting pot of the earth!
Countless alien creatures and warships hovered in space, covering the sun's light with darkness, while millions of light points flashed on the ground, which were the flashes of artillery fire. Mushroom clouds rose one after another on the ground.
, the flames dance wildly in the violent hurricane.
Those warriors who were still alive were now fighting on top of the corpses of their compatriots and enemies, using the destroyed chariots and ships as shelters to push forward.
The place where the White Star was about to land was once a propulsion base established by the Imperial Delta Squadron Marines, a battle line constructed of planetary fortresses, rows of engineering stations, barracks, supply depots, and trenches stretching for several miles.
The battlefield was designed to be used as a landing point for orbital airborne troops to attack the two Void Shards near the Evil God's host.
A few hours ago, this position fell, and it was crawling with zerg and void creatures. Now it has been baptized by orbital gunfire again, leaving only a piece of extinguishing ashes on the ground, completely empty.
Viking fighter jets from multiple squadrons followed the landing of the White Star and dived down. They transformed into land-based mecha mode and fell from the sky, quickly passing by the portholes of the White Star.
It seemed like a crazy painter was painting chaotically in the sky with bright lines, and various rail gun trajectories and energy weapons criss-crossed, shining exceptionally brightly.
There was another rain of fire suddenly on the upper right side of the White Star. Huge and dazzling flames spurted out from the densely packed gun battery of the Gorgon Black Sky, like a group of evil dragons breathing flames from their mouths.
The mutilated dragon was torn into pieces by the terrifying gunfire.
A small collapsed star was rising from the distant horizon. In an instant, it burst out with a bright light like a supernova explosion, making the sky and the earth change color. It came from a protoss mothership that had landed.
Despite being a super flagship that was nearly a mile in length, the White Star still landed as lightly as a feather on the water. This was probably due to the Empire's advancement in anti-gravity technology - Umoyan
They willingly and proactively shared their technology without any pressure from Augustus.
On the other hand, model worker Dr. Narud also made outstanding contributions.
"Well done," said Augustus.
The White Star landed smoothly, and the sweaty navigator Travis heaved a sigh of relief. Controlling such a behemoth to land smoothly on the surface was no different than holding a giant sword and juggling swordsmanship with ease.
This behemoth was parked quietly on the ground. The bow of the ship seemed to be a steep cliff. The human fighter planes and alien dragons flying above it only accentuated her hugeness.
On the ground battlefield, Gorgon is also a solid giant fortress that can be used immediately.
And when the ground is full of bugs and void creatures, it is simply impossible for the Imperial Engineering Corps to find a super fortress. After all, they are not protoss and can jump directly into the building.
If the White Star is destroyed, the Empire can build a new one.
"This is His Majesty General Matt Horner. I'm glad you're safe and sound." At this time, Matt Horner appeared on the main screen with a slightly relieved expression on his face.
"Matt, how's the situation up there?" Augustus asked immediately.
The current space battlefield is much more chaotic than the ground. There are multiple huge protoss and human fleets firing at each other, and the number of insect swarms is even greater than the asteroids on the edge of the galaxy.
Raynor commanded a mixed Imperial fleet fighting in the high-altitude orbit of Aiur, while Matt's fleet was outside the orbit of the earth and moon.
"That's what I want to say." Matt immediately replied: "We have detected an extremely large jump signal. They undoubtedly belong to the Golden Fleet. The Purifier Fleet is fighting the main force of the Dominator Swarm. I'm afraid we can only
Deal with them on your own."
"If we want to temporarily block the Golden Fleet from Ayr's high-altitude orbit, how many fleets can be mobilized, including friendly forces?" Augustus asked.
"I have received too many casualty figures." Matt said after a moment of silence: "We have lost six of the seventeen fleets, and more than half of the rest."
"The situation of Dallam and Ta'darin protoss will not be much better than ours. The Ihanli protoss has returned to the other side of the wormhole."
"It has to be them, Zeratul." Augustus was stunned.
At the same time, Alarak, the high lord of Tal'darin, contacted Augustus.
"Augustus - your people are moving too slowly." Alarak continued to put pressure on his teammates during the battle: "If you can't fulfill your promise, don't expect Tal'darin to fight to the end!"
"Thanks to you, High Lord." Augustus said to Alarak: "Otherwise we would have been completely defeated."
"What are your losses?"
"The enemy has killed many Tal'darins, which is not an easy task." Alarak changed his tone: "It doesn't matter, all the weak ones in my army have been eliminated, and the rest are the strong ones!
"
"These trash, I can't wait to kill them again!"
so good.
"This couldn't be better. Now, I need you to stop the golden fleet that is coming." Augustus said to Alarak: "I heard that only the death fleet can compete with them."
"The Death Fleet is always at my command." Alarak showed a narrow-minded expression: "But don't expect Tal'darin to be your cannon fodder."
Augustus spread his hands and connected the communication with Artanis, the senior executive of Durham.
"My Templars have suffered heavy losses," Artanis said. "The situation has turned against our warriors."
"Augustus, it grieves me greatly that we have to fight against our own countrymen."
Augustus immediately understood how critical their situation was.
"How many warships do you have left?" Augustus sighed.
"It's less than half of what we came here, but we will never stop fighting." Artanis said: "We would rather sacrifice the Spear of Adon to stop them!"
"I don't think it will reach that point yet, but first, you must stop the Golden Fleet. Once they occupy the high-altitude orbit, Amon will not mind reducing the entire Eldu to ashes." Augustus briefly explained the situation.
:
"In other words, we have to race against time to clean up all the void debris and kill the evil god's body before Eamon kills us! - I am preparing to launch attacks from the ground and the sky at the same time. For this, I need your further support.
, whether it’s ground forces or orbital strikes.”
On Augustus's current display screen, there is a map covering all continents in El, with the coordinates of each void fragment that has been destroyed or is still not destroyed marked on it.
The closer you get to the Evil God's body, and the closer you get to the Xel'Naga temple where the Evil God's body is located, the higher the proportion of void creatures in Amon's troops, until they are completely composed of armies of voids.
Therefore, the void debris in this area is extremely difficult to destroy. As for the void debris in other areas on Aiur, it is enough to leave it to orbital weapons and special operations forces.
There are a total of five void fragments surrounding the Evil God's body, and there are still three left.
"But that's not enough." Tal'darin High Lord continued: "Destroying the host only prevents Amon from coming. He can still command the zerg and the golden fleet in the void."
The reason is simple. Amon can control the hive mind and Kara before he is reborn. Even if the evil god's body is destroyed, he can still control the insect swarm and the golden fleet.
There is no Queen of Blades in this timeline, so the entire swarm is still under Amon's control.
In other words, even if they prevent Amon's resurrection, the war will not stop after this battle is over.
"You said before that you were confident enough to get the golden fleet out of Amon's control and deal with the swarm at the same time." Alarak still doesn't know why he listened to such crazy talk, even in Augustus
Refusing to tell him the specific details of the situation.
"I don't know how many little secrets you have that I will know sooner or later."
Maybe it was my hatred for Eamon that got to my head, or maybe I liked his serious way of talking nonsense.
But no matter what, Alarak was finally persuaded by Augustus and stood here.
"I can't believe I expected this. If I die, you'll be buried with me."
"Believe me, Alarak." Augustus just smiled: "I'm not crazy yet, and I won't risk the entire empire."
"" Alarak snorted: "I'm saying, if you really have something that can turn everything around, it's the ultimate weapon."
"Then use it quickly!"
"Only I can decide the time to use it, Taldarin." When he asked for help, Augustus was still willing to call him a high-ranking lord.
On the other side, Artanis also imitated humans and spread his hands, expressing his helplessness.