The intrusion of Sister Jill and Silvia has brought me an unprecedented amount of trouble.
The former is currently Little Bubble's most treasured collection. I can't imagine how the little princess will cry after losing such a precious toy. Although my elder sister has already confidently promised that she has the confidence to deal with a little one that is only a little over a meter tall, everyone knows how much importance a child of this age would place on their 'toys'. Sister Jill's escape at this moment is no different from brazenly snatching a bone from Wang Cai's mouth …
Alright, my analogy is out of the ordinary again.
However, I have no intention of chasing Jill back. Although her decision to come out on her own is giving me a headache, but as a Hero King, a famous human king who has limitless glory in history, for her to be reduced to the collection of a little lass for such a long period of time, even I feel a little pity for her. Since this fellow wants to have some freedom, it is not impossible to let her be happy for a few days.
… Since she has already boarded the pirate ship, there is no hope of getting off. At most, I can just return and let Little Bubble continue to train her.
And Silvia's intrusion is even more of a headache than Niang Shanshan.
Let me put it this way. Right now, I feel like I've accepted a quest to escort an NPC. I'm escorting a level 1 flower vase across the frozen throne, and this flower vase might happily provoke the elites on the ground at any time.
Just thinking about it, you will know how much of a headache this mission is.
Of course, Silvia, who almost caused our entire fleet to fall from high orbit, is definitely not a level 1 flower vase. But as the saying goes, everyone has their own reasons for being a pain in the ass, but when it hurts, it feels the same. I deeply agree with that saying.
Leading Silvia and Niang Shanshan back to the command center of the Light of Aiur, I first made a reassuring gesture to my elder sister and Shallow Shallow. Capturing these two stowaways is unbelievably smooth. Niang Shanshan has obviously been trained successfully and she clearly understands who is the boss here. Furthermore, Silvia didn't mysteriously lose control (If she were to awaken another ability, I am afraid that I would have to transform into the void to instantly subdue this former emperor, and I am still injured). But after successfully capturing them, how to settle them down became a huge problem.
The Proteus spaceship was filled with the 'crystal' style of their race. The command area of the Light of Aire was almost entirely made of psionic crystals that contained a large amount of energy. In the middle, there were a few mechanical equipment with golden luster, all of which were shining elegantly. Such an environment was obviously very much in line with Gilmei's taste. As expected of Little Bubble's exclusive pet. Gilmei's hobby of collecting shiny treasures was no less than that of the little princess. However, she obviously wasn't as agile as Little Bubble who could drag the entire Holy Mothership into her own space. Gilmei just touched the elegant and shiny crystals and equipment in the command area with her eyes shining. The few Templars standing guard at the side followed her movements and took deep breaths.
Fortunately, they were giving face to the Empire. If it were someone else, such a blasphemous Holy Mothership would have been thrown out of space by these warriors.
The only fortunate thing is that Sylvia's bizarre thinking circuit is still dominant. No matter how much astonishment she expresses towards her surroundings, her single-threaded brain is unable to process two sources of information at the same time. For example, when she saw a tall and strangely-shaped Proteus warrior bow to her, this lass immediately forgets the astonishment that the teleportation belt gave her …
Furthermore, there is one thing that is gratifying, and that is Sylvia's absolute trust in me. Although she appears to be astonished, Sylvia still remembers my words of 'everything is a secret, don't ask too many questions'. She doesn't ask too many questions, which saves me a lot of headaches. Furthermore, I am starting to suspect that with Sylvia's current speed of adaptation, in another half an hour, she might be able to completely ignore the bizarre environment around her.
There is already a similar example. She was transferred from the school city to the City of Shadows, and this lass used 15 minutes to adapt to the environment …
"Shouldn't we send this half a beat slower back first?"
Although I firmly believe that Sylvia will completely adapt to the environment soon enough, even ignoring the fact that she is in a spaceship, out of consideration for safety, I still discuss this with my elder sister.
The elder sister smiles mysteriously. She turns to look at Sylvia, who is walking around the command hall that is filled with crystal radiance, cautiously exploring the surroundings like a small animal that has suddenly been placed in a new environment. Unexpectedly, she shakes her head.
"Ah Jun, do you really think that you can hide this from Sylvia forever?"
I am stunned for a moment. Then, thinking about Sylvia's thinking, I nod my head firmly, "Maybe!"
Elder sister: "…"
"Cough cough, alright, I got it, I got it." Seeing that my elder sister has the inclination to pinch my head, I quickly raise my hands in surrender. "Indeed, no matter how stupid Sylvia is, she will come into contact with these things sooner or later if she stays in the City of Shadows for a long time. As for the exact consequences … Sigh, it depends on her thinking circuit. Anyway, this lass miraculously remained contented for more than a month during the Tide of Transmigration."
The elder sister nods in agreement, "Also, we might be wasting our efforts here. I am afraid that Sylvia won't have any doubts in the end."
I follow the elder sister's gaze and immediately agree with her. A few minutes ago, Sylvia was still amazed by the strange appearance of the Proteus people, but now, she has magically taken their existence for granted. Now, she is busy promoting her desserts to Zeratul …
Uncle Z, not having a mouth is a great misfortune in life, isn't it?
"Warning! Warning! Scout EW30D0F2455 is under attack. Communication lost. Scout is under attack. Communication lost! Detected an aggressive target in the space! Detected an aggressive target in the space! "
Just as we are discussing whether Sylvia's thinking circuit can still be saved, an alarm suddenly rings in the command hall of Aiur Light.
Everyone looks at each other in dismay.
"Prepare for battle! All personnel, get into combat positions. We have been discovered! "
The commander of Aiur Light orders loudly. The most elite soldiers of the New Federation Government Army have no problem dealing with this kind of emergency. In less than a minute, all the personnel in the command center have entered combat positions. The entire fleet has begun to reorganize. The battlecruisers quickly pull apart from each other, looking at each other from a distance of ten kilometers. This distance can slightly reduce the probability of AOE damage from beyond-visual-range attacks. More importantly, it can allow all the battlecruisers' psionic shields to form a resonance field, strengthening the defense of the entire army. This technology from the Empire has made the human battlecruisers of the New Eden Federation their most indestructible ships. Behind the battlecruisers, the Proteus' Curved Light Ships and aircraft carriers have formed a crisscrossed loose formation. Due to the incompatibility of the Proteus' native technology, their spaceships cannot use the psionic shield resonance technology. However, these spaceships have their own multi-layered energy shields, which are enough to resist the attacks that penetrate the battlecruisers' defense line. As for the Light of Aiur mothership, it is located in the center of the entire formation, covering all the allies around it with an invisible force field.
"How far is the location where the scout plane crashed?"
I get Sylvia, who came over out of curiosity, to obediently follow Shallow Shallow to count the patterns on the pillars. Then, I go behind Zeratul with my elder sister and ask.
"At this location," the tall Proteus warrior points at a small dot on the floating screen. There is a small ball of red light that is constantly pulsating. "Passing through this asteroid belt, hidden behind the fog and meteorites, an Astral scout plane has encountered an attack from an energy weapon. This is the last image it sent back."
The image switched, showing the scene after the scout plane had just passed through the asteroid belt and entered a heavy element fog. The empty scene lasted for about ten seconds, then the scout plane changed its direction. A large group of blurry black shadows suddenly appeared on the screen with continuous bursts of flashes. However, just a moment later, the oncoming white ball of light caused the image to become an interference pattern.
The last image sent back by the scout plane before it was destroyed was intercepted by us. That blurry black shadow was obviously key information. I believe that the Proteus scout plane has the most high-definition camera, but the interference caused by the heavy element fog on the periphery of the asteroid belt has seriously affected the clarity of the image. We can only vaguely determine that it should be a group of small to medium-sized spaceships in battle.
The battlefield is very far away from the scout plane. The white light that hit the scout plane might just be a stray bullet that has gone astray. Alright, Mr. Scout, you are really unlucky.
Renault and Zeratul are waiting for my opinion. Although they are the commander-in-chief of the Federation Army, the big boss is temporarily staying on his own spaceship. This makes the two High Senators a little reserved.
"Sakura," I turn my head and beckon to a large inverted cone-shaped crystal floating above the command hall. The latter immediately descends. The crystal that looks like a chandelier in the hall turns out to be Sakura's' base '. "Move into the Psionic Crystal temporarily. There might be a battle later."
Knowing that her greatest use now is the wireless route and not a fighter plane, Sakura, who is in her colossus form, nodded obediently and floated toward the teleportation device. I smacked the head of the bored Gilgamesh and said, "What are you waiting for? The mission of the Heroic Spirit Guards is to protect the router! "
The Hero King is stunned and instantly raged, "Could it be that I am a voltage stabilizer?!"
This guy even knows about a voltage stabilizer?
After sending away the grumbling Hero King and a large group of depressed Heroic Spirits, I gave the order for the entire fleet to go invisible and warp to the edge of the asteroid belt.
In the blink of an eye, the Federation fleet entered the periphery of the battlefield. At this distance, we can already see the occasional flash of light in the distant space with the naked eye.
"This is the situation of the two warring parties."
A Human Alliance officer switched the image, and what appeared in front of us was an extremely chaotic battlefield.
Both sides were small battleships that were less than a thousand meters long. They relied on their agility to carry out high mobility battles throughout the entire battlefield. Those strange spaceships didn't have a unified design style or body logo. There were ellipses, cones, geometric assemblies, inclined trapezoids, and everything else. It was as though they had given up on all standards for the sake of battle modifications. Just like the images we received from this universe, those were completely miscellaneous troops, assembled goods. The weapons used by both warring parties were also a mess. Long-range heavy missiles, rapid-fire laser cannons, medium-range particle cannons, close-range ballistic weapons, and even force field weapons that were obviously from another technological route were installed on those messy spaceships in a seemingly random manner. In any case, when I saw a fighter plane that wasn't much bigger than a Boeing suddenly release a laser cannon that was almost half the size of its cross-section and then disintegrate, I was completely speechless.
"What kind of mess is this? This is simply a fight between gangsters!"
Even though I wasn't a professional soldier, I could still complain about such a battle. Such a chaotic battle and messy equipment reminded me of a gang fight between gangsters on the streets. But then again, these days, even high-level gangsters know to tattoo a fish on their arm …
"It might be two groups of Interstellar Pirates." Renault, who was more experienced, saw some clues. "It's impossible for all of the Interstellar Pirates to have standard equipment. Half of their weapons and spaceships are stolen, while the rest are modified from scrapped spaceships. They have lost the advantages of having uniform equipment, easy maintenance, and quick installation, but in exchange, they have cunning tactics. This is their favorite trick."
I nodded. In the highly competitive Interstellar Pirate industry, Renault was a veteran. Before he became the Federation's Administrator, his subordinates were basically all messy things that he had modified himself.
Of course, it might not be as serious as what I saw.
"But my conjecture might not be accurate." Looking at the battlefield again, Reynolds honestly admitted to this point. "The battle prowess of this disorderly army is much more ferocious than the pirates in my impression. Even though their equipment is disorderly, their battle awareness is abnormally shocking. They are even more ferocious than the regular army. It is impossible for two groups of pirates fighting for territory to form such an orderly suicide formation."
"Regardless of whether they are pirates or something else," I pointed at the center of the battlefield. "Before they all die, we have to make a move. We have to stop them by any means possible. In this foreign universe, we need a guide. Yup, the Federation's battleships shouldn't have a problem dealing with these guys, right?"
"Of course," Renault smiled proudly. "Although they can't be compared to your Imperial Army, we only need a moment to deal with these small fries with heavy casualties."
"Remember, our goal isn't to sink them," I reminded him. "We want a group of guides, not an invading army."
"Brother, brother!" Before I could finish my sentence, Visca had already climbed up my body and onto my neck. "Let me go out, I only need a moment …"
"Stay here obediently." I pinched Veska's soft face. "When it's time for you to fight, these people don't have any grudges against us. You'll be able to kill them all in one go!"
"Yamato Cannon ready. Target E 1030,56823, position 45F64. Warp Warships warm up and prepare to engage the enemy's larger targets. Aircraft carriers enter the launch trajectory — — 3, 2, 1, attack!"
Following a series of commands from the Light of Aiur's commander, the Federation's army that had been hiding at the edge of the battlefield for over ten minutes suddenly went online … Uh, launched an attack. Thousands of bright light beams pierced through the dim heavy element clouds, concentrated towards the rear of the battlefield.
The sudden attack caused the chaotic battlefield to sink into even greater chaos. They were obviously struck dumb by the dense light beams that swept across the rear of their formation without any warning. However, under the effect of inertia, the group of powerful 'motley crew' in Renault's words didn't manage to stop in time and rained down artillery fire on the enemy for over ten seconds. Only then did they react and changed their formation. A portion of the small battleships in the center of the battlefield continued to fight with no regard for their lives, while the larger spaceships from both sides left their original positions and aimed at … the empty universe.
Where are the enemy's shadows?
Therefore, invisibility was the most shameless tactic in the world. What was even more shameless were the people who could still attack, defend, and even escape under invisibility. We had modified the Holy Mother Ship's invisibility field. It wasn't a huge upgrade, but it had a very important new feature: Gravitational Concealment. It was a new generation of invisibility field that could make the entire fleet disappear from all mass detectors. It was second only to the Schilling Phase Invisibility technology. The Interstellar Pirates in the chaotic battle obviously didn't even have conventional anti-invisibility equipment. They were dumbfounded by our bombardment from an unknown source.
However, this stalemate did not last long. The small spaceships were stunned for a moment before they collectively made a decision. Under my slightly surprised gaze, the two sides, which were supposed to be fighting each other, suddenly became one, and an overwhelming amount of cannons were fired at me.
Uh, I didn't expect their offensive power to be so strong. They only fired a few empty cannons, and I didn't even sink a single spaceship, right?
This gave me the impression that a police officer walking on the street saw two groups of hooligans fighting with knives. He pulled out his gun to raise his presence when blood and white flew everywhere, but the two groups of hooligans rushed towards him without saying a word. Thus, the police officer was very shocked.
"Now we can confirm," Renault waved his hand, "they are a bunch of unorganized and undisciplined pirates. Open fire!"
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