The Cortex Prime was malfunctioning. It had issued an order forbidding everyone from going to the surface of the mother planet to investigate the Extraterrestrial. However, it did not mention what to do if the Extraterrestrial, which had theoretically crashed, suddenly flew up again and even flew to the face of the Zenith.
The Cortex Prime's autonomous response program came into play. When Nolan sped toward the giant space station in the distance, a large number of antenna-like appendages on the surface of the Zenith reacted immediately. They rotated and aimed at the uninvited extraterrestrial that was approaching the space station. Shrill alarms echoed in the Zenith. Fighter jets opened one by one, and two-body shuttle-like aircraft glided out of the silver-white wall of the Zenith. They ignited their plasma engines and fiercely pounced on the enemies in space.
At the same time, the defense turrets floating in space around the Zenith also launched their own transformation mechanisms. Parallel electromagnetic acceleration tracks under the control of high-precision fire control computers quickly locked onto the position of the Petrachelys. The charging capacitor bank under the acceleration track glowed in dark red, indicating that a powerful attack was about to be launched from these huge artillery.
"Hostile targets detected, 75, increasing … 102, and still increasing … small warships detected …" Nolan stood next to the projector in the center of the bridge, data streams forming a light curtain like a meteor shower in her eyes. "Tsk, looks like we're being 'taken care' of," Nolan said as she stood next to the projector in the center of the bridge.
Hao Ren smiled. "After all, it has been fighting against the First Born for thousands of years. Even a rabbit should have grown fangs and claws."
N-4 and N-6 watched the terrible scene in space nervously. They saw countless fighter jets had opened on the surface of the Zenith, and various turrets were emerging from the space station. Hundreds of aerospace fighters were shooting bright plasma flames at the Zenith, and behind them, a dozen warships called 'Reapers' were entering space through a large channel. The number of these fighters and warships was increasing by the minute.
They used to be one of these fighters and warships, and they were deeply proud of the power of these weapons of war. But now, the tables had turned. They had become the targets of these things.
Although the Executors' 'fear' could be forcibly controlled by the program, their logic circuits still inevitably surged with nervous data fluctuations. N-6 finally could not help but stand up. "This is your plan? Didn't you say that we are going to the lunar fortress? "
"Don't worry, this is our plan, and it is absolutely a genius plan! I guarantee there will be no casualties! " Lily, who had appointed herself as the deputy captain, put on her military uniform that was a little too big for her. She stood on her seat with her ears pricked up. She cut a hole in the back of her uniform, and her tail poked out and wagged. She pointed forward like a mighty female general. "We have to prepare for the next sneak attack!"
Nangong Wuyue poked her brother's arm with the tip of her tail. "Brother, why do I feel that what Lily just said is wrong?"
"Don't be silly. She is a writer. How can a writer say wrong?"
"A writer who specializes in dog food reviews?"
Lily's ears twitched. She turned her head and glared at the Nangong siblings. Her ears were sharp.
At the same time, the space had begun to burst with artillery fire.
"Armor charger online, shield charger online, active furnace energy transfer to the ship's defense system." Nolan quickly reported the status of the spacecraft. "The enemy's artillery is about to hit the spacecraft."
The first wave of attacks from the Zenith's defense forces hit the front shield of the Petrachelys. A variety of attacks, including electromagnetic shells and focused ion beams, splashed on the light blue shield like raindrops falling into a lake. But the ripples did not disappear. The Petrachelys was shrouded by a layer of shimmering "light film", but the spacecraft itself was not damaged.
"This level of attack is like a drizzle compared to the divine storm." Nolan crossed her arms and looked disdainful. "I can fight alone —"
Hao Ren interrupted Nolan's bragging. "It's easy to capsize when the waves get too big. Besides, we are not really here to fight them. Where is the nearest drone cluster?"
Nolan pursed her lips, and a new stream of data flowed through her eyes. "The vanguard is within a jump range and can enter at any time."
"Pick one before they enter," Hao Ren said.
"Let me see." Nolan nodded and switched to the perspective of the Petrachelys. She observed the Zenith fighters flying around her. Although the Petrachelys was as insignificant as a pebble compared to the huge Zenith, compared to the fighters that were only a few dozen meters long, Hao Ren's spacecraft was like a giant beast. From Nolan's perspective, she looked like she was being pestered by a swarm of annoying flies. But the ship girl did not look impatient. Instead, she looked excited. "This … is a little too thin, this … head looks so ugly, and this … Well, the paint is not tasteful at all. I think it will affect your health if you eat it! And — "
Hao Ren quickly interrupted the shipgirl, who was getting a little too excited. "Stop, stop, stop. I understand that you're a little excited about flying again, but we're here for business. Just pick one and we'll be done."
"Well, okay." Nolan shrugged and locked on to a target. "That one. It looks like it can seat a lot of people."
Hao Ren nodded. "Release the beacon and inform the drone swarm to enter. We will execute the capture procedure in fifteen minutes."
A powerful hyperspace communication was sent out from the Petrachelys. After crossing the vast universe, it arrived at a drone nest composed of metal cavities, towers, pipes, and broken asteroids.
The drone nest was built only twelve hours ago. Before that, there was only one extinguished red dwarf and a large, fragmented planetary debris orbiting the red dwarf. But a drone mothership led its descendants here and set up a frontline nest with production, storage, defense, and signal forwarding functions in a very short time. Thousands of descendant drones went in and out of the nest like busy worker ants, expanding and perfecting their new home.
Until they received the hyperspace communication from the Petrachelys.
All the descendant drones received the order at the same time, and then they instantly stopped like the most disciplined soldiers. Two seconds later, the steel legion began to turn and accelerate toward a bright starlight in the distance.
The next second, more than 2,000 descendant drones disappeared into space along with countless distorted space ripples.
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation The Petrachelys was still under fire from the Zenith defense force, and the number of fighters and battleships around it was still increasing. The Zenith's alert level had been raised to the highest, and the frontline fortress had almost released all its garrisons to intercept the extraordinarily sensitive and powerful alien spaceship in space. Crisscrossed artillery trajectories were everywhere in space, and the Petrachelys was nimbly moving around in the storm of fire, dodging 90% of the attacks.
With the increase of the Zenith's defense force, Nolan no longer dared to take a leisurely stroll in the courtyard under the overwhelming artillery fire.
But she was still at ease. Her powerful maneuverability and short-distance warp allowed her to maintain the rhythm of the battle even in the face of the superior firepower of her opponents. While evading the targeting of the most powerful turrets, she closely followed a specially marked Zenith fighter and waited for the moment when the drone swarm entered the field.
The droid swarm did not keep her waiting for long.
The dark universe behind the Zenith suddenly rippled, and the distant starlight, which was blocked by the space station, appeared in the form of curved lines around the space station. It was as if the ancient silver egg was plated with a silver edge. Then, a large number of strange bodies, which looked like a combination of machinery and insects, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, dragging a long belt of hyperdrive light behind them.
The droid swarm sent a message to Hao Ren. "The droid swarm has arrived and is executing the scheduled operation."
The Zenith's defense system came to a temporary standstill because of the sudden intrusion of a large number of uninvited guests. But soon, the advantage of artificial intelligence showed itself: a large number of defense forces quickly adjusted their flight paths, some of the fighter jets turned back to the armed drones that appeared out of thin air, and a large number of cannons on the Zenith space station began to turn as fast as possible.
But the combat style of the droid swarm was completely different from that of the Petrachelys. The speed and teamwork of the droid swarm were even more impressive than the Zenith fighters.
The droid swarm, which looked like a combination of machinery and insects, rushed to various positions around the Zenith space station. As they had received Hao Ren's order in advance, they turned off their artillery modules and transferred all their energy to the shield system and armor enhancers, which allowed these relatively fragile bodies to last longer in the face of the Zenith's firepower. In just a few breaths, the droid swarm had completed the deployment of the battlefield. Instead of concentrating on attacking any one place, they seemed to be evenly distributed across the entire space. More than 2,000 armed drones formed a seemingly loose "encirclement" around the Zenith space station.
Then, each drone opened its belly armor, and the energy amplification array under the armor bloomed with a dazzling light.
A super EMP broke out on the battlefield.
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