In the universe, the steel bridge like a hill is collapsing. The huge explosion has blown away the thick armor on the outside of the battleship, destroying cabins one after another into wreckage.
Around the broken gap, dozens of puppet robots were swept into the dark universe by the vacuum airflow. The entire battleship shuddered and collapsed in the explosion.
"Report! The cruiser White Lobster has been hit! The defensive barrier collapsed and was seriously damaged!" On another huge warship in the distance, a sergeant turned around and loudly reported to the officers behind him.
"The frontal magic defense barrier of our ship has also begun to collapse... More than one-third of the battleship's magic defense barrier energy has been exhausted, and the opponent is still 170,000 kilometers away from us!... If this continues, both us and the White Lobster will be doomed.
." An officer with the rank of lieutenant on his shoulder said to the captain with an ugly expression.
Just as he said this, another energy power module exploded on the White Lobster cruiser in the distance, pushing countless debris around it in all directions.
"Major Seaco, captain of the cruiser White Lobster, is calling!" The officer in charge of communications pulled a piece of message paper from the receiver and walked up to his commander with his chin held high.
"Read it!" the leader, a captain with a big white beard, ordered with an expressionless expression on his hands behind his back.
"I'm sorry, I and all the officers and men of the White Lobster battleship will take the first step. Long live the great Empire of Eilandhill!" The officer in charge of communications lonelyly read out the contents of the message held in his hands.
"The troops on the right wing of the fleet have exchanged fire with the enemy... The battle situation is not very optimistic. The number of enemy warships on the left wing is three times that of ours..." The robot that was looking at the data analysis on the computer screen reported loudly without raising its head.
"Have the reinforcements not arrived yet? It's really worrying." Captain Whitebeard, the leader, muttered. The situation was already very unfavorable for his fleet.
Three cruisers have been sunk, and at least four of the remaining battleships have been injured. No matter from which aspect, this small battle that broke out 15.3 million kilometers away from Higgs 5 was his defeat.
Already.
In a few hours, or maybe not even an hour, the fleet under his command will be divided and surrounded by the enemy. It won't be long before his entire army will be annihilated.
Fleeing here with these defeated soldiers, leaving behind the friendly troops who are destined to be unable to escape, leaving them to fend for themselves? This option does not seem to exist in his options at all. If he retreats, the entire universe will be in danger, and the enemy
It is possible that it will break into the vicinity of Higgs 4, and the battle situation may collapse.
"If we can shrink our troops and wait until the battleship support force arrives in the theater, we will still have the ability to counterattack." The adjutant who had been standing next to the captain suggested as he looked at the calm face of his gray-bearded captain.
Although they are at a relative disadvantage in terms of numbers on battleships and cruisers, the enemy has come from afar, and in terms of the number of small battleships, the opponent is obviously unable to compare with the Airanthil Empire squadron fighting at home.
The other side has very few guardian warships, and most of them are the more powerful Adjudicator and Destroyer warships. Of course, if two huge and powerful Destroyer warships had not unexpectedly appeared, their squadron would not have been able to fight.
The fight will be so embarrassing.
However, with these battleships at hand, it does not seem to be an easy task to withstand the powerful firepower of the Destroyer battleships until one's own battleship fleet reaches the battle zone.
Even if we look forward to it with the most optimistic attitude, the small battleships on our side can only make sacrifices to delay the enemy's encirclement.
No matter what! Even if it means delaying the destruction, this kind of attempt must be done! Captain Whitebeard, who is also the commander of this fleet, weighed it in his mind and ordered: "Order, the destroyer fleet on the left wing should give up protecting supplies.
The ship's mission is to advance at full speed toward the enemy's flank immediately!"
Destroyers, small warships that have almost withdrawn from the war, have not participated in frontline combat operations for a long time.
In today's Airanhir Empire, destroyers spend most of their time performing escort missions and orbital bombing missions, and have never had a direct confrontation with the enemy's main fleet.
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"Captain..." A female first officer, wearing a bulky space suit, walked up to her captain and handed a message to her yawning boss: "A message from the flagship Superspeed."
"Ah, is it our turn to die? It's really straightforward." The captain, who was almost 35 years old, reached out and took the message, stretched out and mocked while reading the contents of the message.
At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you will know that the main fleet is being passively beaten. If you send a message at this moment, most of the time, you just can't stand it anymore and ask the destroyer fleet to send a wave to delay some time.
His first mate is a beautiful woman who looks smart and capable. Unfortunately, the adjutant has a square QR code on her forehead, which shows that she is a clone.
Thinking about it, most of the humans serving on destroyers are clones. This is also a personnel arrangement that everyone is well aware of...
"Notify all personnel, the thrusters are at full afterburner, and the course will be corrected to 95-33 in two minutes..." The captain crumpled the message into a ball and stuffed it into the chest of the heavy space suit worn by his female first mate.
Huge Pocket: "Charge the energy torpedo launchers! All personnel prepare for battle!"
"Get the power room ready! We have to get as close as possible to the enemy warship in a while. We can only cause some trouble to the enemy by launching energy torpedoes at close range!" The captain pulled out the battle suit from under his position, and put it on while
While continuing to order: "Sound the battle alarm!"
"Woo!..." As a series of shrill battle alarms sounded, the atmosphere on the entire space destroyer became tense.
The nearly 40-year-old captain looked at the clone officer on his left: "Be prepared to open the defensive barrier! Open the barrier as soon as you get close to the edge of the enemy fleet!"
Then he looked to his right: "Order all artillery positions to operate freely and fire when you have the opportunity!"
"The captain of destroyer No. 12682 called and asked: Are we really going to rush over?" The female adjutant wearing a spacesuit and holding a huge helmet received the second telegram and immediately asked her captain for instructions.
"Escapers will be shot..." The captain looked at his female adjutant and replied. He knew that the reason why the female adjutant asked this question was actually because she wanted to see him as the captain's joke.
So he explained responsibly: "A fight may not lead to death, but escaping in the middle of the battle is more uncomfortable than death."
"The people above asked us to go to the front, obviously they want to use us as a defensive barrier... If you need it, I can take over your command, and you can leave in the escape capsule..." The female first officer spoke for herself
I defended myself.
"Don't even think about commanding my ship...Okay! Action! We have to buy time for the battleship captains who are still on the road to make meritorious deeds..." The captain looked cynically at the small ship he commanded.
: "Who told us to only have secondary guns and torpedoes!"
"Haha!" He smiled self-deprecatingly, with a bit of confidence and stubbornness: "Let the big guys see that the little guys are also determined, and we are also determined to survive!"
After saying that, he looked at his female adjutant, stretched out his hand and brushed her cheek: "I will help you survive!"
"Captain..." The female adjutant lowered her eyes and looked at the finger that passed across her cheek: "If you do this again, I will sue you for harassment in a military court..."
"Sorry, sorry..." The captain withdrew his hand and rubbed his nose. The lingering fragrance instantly refreshed him.
"The 514th escort destroyer fleet begins to advance at full speed and will cut into the flank of the battlefield in 3 minutes and 50 seconds!" In the short-range communicator, the order for the entire fleet to begin to accelerate was repeated mechanically.
"Destroyer No. 14571 begins to accelerate! Destroyer No. 12682 begins to accelerate!" Not far from the port side of the battleship where the captain was, a huge engine at the tail of a battleship began to emit blue light.
"Leave the task of avoiding enemy shelling ballistics to the detectors and computers, and let the robots operate it!" Sitting back in the captain's seat, the middle-aged captain looked at the vast universe in front of him and continued to issue orders.
In a distant place, the cruel battlefield is filled with explosions and rays of residual energy. The vast universe and the dazzling stars are dotted around the battlefield, which has a kind of intoxicating beauty.
The destroyer with hull number 11402, which has been soaring slowly in the universe, followed closely behind destroyer No. 14571 and destroyer No. 12682, shrouded in dazzling blue light and moved away little by little, leaving only the dense supply fleet behind it.
Sailing through the boundless universe.
Behind them, on the mast of the huge transport ship, the code signal of God's blessing to the Elanshir Empire flashed. This was a useless but sincere blessing sent by the officers and soldiers on the transport fleet.
Soon, these small destroyers were discovered by the Watcher warships that had been trying to surround the Elanshir Empire fleet.
The Watcher warships on the flanks discovered these small but menacing Airansil Empire destroyers, and were forced to turn and begin the attack.
At this time, the distance between the two sides was still very far, far from the distance where the destroyer could release energy torpedoes. Just when the captain was about to open his mouth and order the warship to prepare for battle, several jets of dark energy rushed towards him.
ray.
The energy cannons on the Guardian space battleships are also divided into levels. The power of the energy cannons on the Guardians is similar to the power of the magic laser cannons of the Elanthil Empire, but the energy cannons on the Arbitrator battleships are even more powerful.
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Not to mention the terrifying main gun of the World Destroyer. Its huge energy can easily destroy all the defenses of a battleship in one go.
This time the bombardment was a salvo fired by the Arbitrator battleship. For the destroyer fleet that had just approached the battlefield, being hit was basically a relief.
Fortunately, the accuracy of these energy cannons is affected by distance, and it is unlikely to hit a target the size of a destroyer at the extreme distance.
These "small" destroyers have some unique advantages, at least in terms of the hit area.
"What a risk..." The middle-aged captain looked at the energy cannon shells that passed his battleship, swallowed his saliva, and complained in a lowered voice. If he had just approached the battle zone, he would have hit an energy cannon shell.
Damn it, you really can't die with your eyes open.
But not all destroyers have such good luck as their captains. Destroyer No. 14571, which was just in front of destroyer No. 11402, happened to hit the black beam of an energy cannon.
In an instant, the entire destroyer's hull disintegrated and melted in the black beam. The huge hull instantly exploded and shattered, leaving only a section of the tail and the uppermost bridge still floating beside the track where the battleship had just traveled.
, some fragments are scattered from time to time.
"Oh my god..." The female adjutant, who had seen such a tragic scene for the first time, stood beside her captain, swallowed, and muttered softly and subconsciously.
"Activate the energy barrier! The secondary battery is ready for battle!" The captain stared at the universe directly ahead, where no enemy could be seen except for explosions, and issued a combat order: "Continue to move forward at full speed! Turn on the afterburner to the maximum! Burn it.
It doesn’t matter! It’s the biggest!”
"Hoo!" At the rear of the destroyer, the huge juxtaposed nozzles spurted out dazzling flames, and the entire destroyer began to rush forward more rapidly.
"Charge the energy torpedo launcher! Guys! We only have one chance, don't waste it!" The captain leaned on his captain's command chair and tapped his armrests quickly with his fingers.
"Our 23 cruisers are right in front... There are at least 7 battleships behind us..." Looking at the situation briefing sent from the command system, the female adjutant felt that her throat was a little dry.
They only have one energy torpedo, and even if they achieve the greatest results, they can only cause some trouble for an Adjudicator battleship. What's more, what ability do they have to break through the opponent's defense line composed of dense firepower and launch that range missile?
Not a big energy torpedo?
They came here to die. Even if they did successfully launch an energy torpedo, and then the torpedo successfully hit the target by luck, it would not be able to penetrate the enemy's shell and sink an Arbitrator warship...
In other words, just like the poor T-26 tank facing the German King Tiger tank, even if it hits the front armor of the King Tiger, it has no chance of destroying the opponent and winning the victory.
The two sides are not on the same level at all. The chance of the weak one winning is zero! There is no one in ten thousand chance! The reality is so cruel!
The only purpose of these destroyers being sent up is to distract the enemy's firepower and delay... to create opportunities for the main fleet to arrive!
"Heading 705! Ahead at full speed! Let No. 12682 follow us!" But the man sitting in the captain's seat seemed to have never thought about the situation he was about to face. He held his hands in front of his chest and posted a message with great momentum.
