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Chapter 805

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Planet Brown Earth was a terrestrial planet with a dark brown rocky crust. Its size was slightly smaller than Mobrador's mother planet, and it was located in the fourth orbit of the local star system, about 1.65 astronomical units away from the sun. In this small star system, it was already considered an icy region, but due to its own thick atmosphere, greenhouse gases of unknown origin, and the incessant magma activity of nearly a quarter of the planet's crust, Planet Brown Earth had an unexpectedly hot environment. Even though the harsh environment in space was still a livable zone for most carbon-based lifeforms, most Mobradorians preferred to live on their home planet, which had a good climate despite the intense competition. Brown Earth's resident population was less than 60 million, and most of them were miners and mine owners. The rest were basically the military, service personnel, and the monks of the Church of Grayblue. The sparse population was scattered around a few major mineral belts, and with the rich metal and rare element mineral deposits as the center, they developed a residential area that could barely be considered a city. When the spaceship looked down from its high orbit, the lights of these residential areas flickered on the dark surface of Planet Brown Earth, like the occasional orange spark in a piece of coal that was about to go out.

This was what Miriya had found in Mobrador's travel journal. I highly doubted that anyone in their right mind would travel to such a godforsaken place. To me, this unlucky planet had the same strategic value as a small coal mine in Shanxi, even if the Empire's fleet would have to go through fire and water for such a small coal mine today.

Most of what the travel journal said was correct, such as the location and temperature of the mining planet, but there was one thing it was wrong about. Planet Brown Earth was not dark all year round. In fact, its surface was now covered with unsettling flashes of light, from space to the surface.

The information and command links had been ringing with busy intelligence and orders since the beginning, and as the battle continued, the flow of information increased exponentially. The broadcast from the Empire Admiral undoubtedly occupied the highest level of communication authority.

"Attention, Echo 1, your flanks are showing signs of spatial distortion! You may have been targeted by a warp weapon! "

I had lost count of the number of times I had to remind those reckless and crazy captains.

The Echo I wasn't part of the Empire's fleet, but the elite army of the New Eden Federation. They were a mixed fleet consisting of a dozen Proteus carriers and a large number of battlecruisers. The human commander was an old friend we were familiar with, the hot-tempered Tychus Tychus. Finley. Although this fleet was a servant fleet, they always liked to show off their prowess on the frontlines. Even if they were only in charge of harassment, they were the most ostentatious of all the harassment fleets. When the Empire Admiral sounded the alarm, Tychus was leading his formation around the perilous areas of the battle line. He was using the ferocious triple-mounted rapid-fire Yamato Cannons to continuously reduce the energy shield of a Borderland-class stronghold ship that could not turn in time. As the enemy's main firepower was focused on the mothership, Tychus had not been reduced to ashes along with his battleship. However, he was still in danger. Even though he was using the psionic shield provided by the Empire, and even though he was not directly hit by the galactic cannons, he was still dancing on the edge of a knife. The quality of the human pilots was there for all to see. Even if it was a Borderland-class attack, they were still able to dodge it. It was still a headache for me to watch.

But even with such a frightening battle style, Tychus still had the time to chat in the communication channel. When the Imperial Admiral issued a warning, Tychus even took over the position of the signaller. "Echo 1, I heard you! We threw out the reverse force field, and it's a fiery gift in return! "

"If he dies outside, Renault will definitely not be surprised."

I looked at the holographic image with a gloomy face. Tychus' flagship narrowly brushed past the main cannon attack of an expedition battleship in the distance. After that, a large twisted blue strip was released from its flank. Dozens of high-yield warheads appeared near Echo 1's formation almost at the same time. They were strongly disrupted by the blue strip, and a few of the warheads exploded prematurely. In the dazzling sparks, they almost blew up a Proteus mothership in half and heavily injured a few battlecruisers nearby. The remaining dozens of high-yield warheads all disappeared. A few seconds later, the belly of the Borderland-class battleship, which had been toyed with by Echo 1's formation for a long time, burst into a series of bright flashes and gradually disintegrated.

"Aha, Your Majesty! We have opened up a gap! We have completed our mission beyond expectations. But Xilindis is slightly injured, and our energy shield has been depleted by the shockwave. Can we retreat first? "

How did this guy become a high-ranking general of the Federation Army? Could I maliciously try to figure out Renault's true intentions in sending this strange creature over?

The sky above Planet Brown Earth, which was originally dark and quiet with very few spacecrafts, was now littered with the wreckage of battleships. The spacecrafts of the Imperial Army, the Vengeance Army, and the servant army had exploded violently in the cannon fire, turning into solid garbage that floated in space. They scattered in all directions at several times the speed of sound, and had no intention of stopping until they collided with something. The shield outside the Empire Admiral flickered with light due to the continuous collision of these fragments. Although it was impossible to break through the shield, it made people nervous.

Fortunately, we had already sealed off the enemy's reinforcements — a spatial rift in the fifth orbit. The Vengeance Army's battleships had suddenly appeared from that rift, and they had quickly seized control of Planet Brown Earth's space. Sandora had decisively used a large amount of space implosion bombs to continuously bombard the rift, completely blocking the possibility of the Vengeance Army coming out from it. She might have even killed quite a number of enemies who could not stop in time. The aftereffect was that this bombardment had formed a spatial rift with a radius of more than ten million kilometers. In the next few hundred years, this region would not be suitable for any spacecrafts pilot with a normal brain to practice their racing skills. The mine owners who had recently invested in a small coal mine on Planet Brown Earth and went bankrupt could try it here. There would definitely be no pain.

"Fire support! The sixth mothership formation has been surrounded! Their warp has been disrupted! "

"The enemy's energy shield has been depleted. Open fire!"

"The assault fleet has opened up a gap in the six o 'clock direction. Fortify the frontline!"

Messages were sent to the bridge. The Imperial Army, who had the advantage in numbers, was gradually suppressing the Vengeance Army's fleet from space. The enemy's reinforcements had been cut off, and we still had spacecrafts rushing over from Planet Divine Fog. Hence, the battle in space had progressed to this point without any suspense.

But we had no intention of relaxing at all.

Because the enemy had already landed on the surface of the planet, they had never intended to fight the Imperial Army for control of the air in space. Their target was Planet Brown Earth.

"These space fleets are stalling for time." Sandora punched the railing in front of her, leaving behind the third dent of the day. "Are we still not able to land?"

The commander in charge of forcefully breaking through the blockade appeared on the small holographic projection of the officer's platform. The image was accompanied by violent tremors and flashes of light. It was obvious that he had just passed through the most dangerous area with the most concentrated firepower. "The landing troops have been intercepted. Their firepower is too strong! The Vengeance Army has almost given up on fighting against our other spacecrafts. They are focusing on intercepting the landing troops! Any spacecrafts that approach Planet Brown Earth will be intercepted with full firepower! "

Even at the cost of their entire army being wiped out, they were trying to delay our landing. This was a typical operation style of the Xiling Empire — to achieve their goal at all costs.

Why the enemy suddenly attacked Planet Brown Earth was still a mystery, but they were definitely looking for something. If they merely wanted to destroy the planet, the Vengeance Army could have just rushed over and thrown an EOP-03 at us. But they chose to land and fight. The Shiring Apostles' doctrine of war was speed and efficiency. Under normal circumstances, they would never waste any extra ammunition if they could use an EOP-03 to finish things off. Since the enemy had chosen to land and fight, it meant that they had other motives for this inconspicuous mineral planet.

Of course, the most disturbing thing was how the enemy had broken through, or rather, ignored our warning radar. Due to the existence of hyperspace teleportation technology, it was indeed possible for the enemy to bypass the Divine Fog Planet's defense line and directly send a fleet into the star system. However, we had already placed high-powered gravitational traps near all the mass in the star system. These gravitational traps were ultimately useless. Our warning radar seemed to be blind. It only started groaning after the sky above Planet Brown Earth was filled with Vengeance Army battleships. It was obvious that this was a typical teleportation without any warning. However, it was different from our judgment two days ago. The enemy had barged in with a large force this time.

Sandora was dumbfounded by the reality. This was probably the first time that Her Majesty had made such a huge error in judgment. We had all underestimated the strangeness of the Vengeance Army.

However, it was still too early to analyze the enemy's elusiveness. Everyone's attention was focused on the battle before them. Although it was only an ordinary planet, it was easy to destroy a planet. It was another matter to seize a planet from the hands of the Vengeance Army. We had already suppressed the enemy's space forces, but it seemed to be extremely difficult to break through their blockade of the landing troops.

"Time waits for no man."

Looking at the continuous flashes of explosions on the holographic projection, I finally stood up. "Prepare some small spaceships. I will lead the special forces down."

"Are you sure?" Sandora stood up worriedly. "The enemy's interception firepower is still very strong. If they were to focus their attacks, even you might not be able to break through."

"Then try your best not to let them focus their attacks." I smiled. "Sis, I'll leave it to you."

My sister knew what to do the moment I stood up. She was stretching her body, looking eager to give it a try. She usually took care of her family quietly, but that didn't mean that she could only be a vase during crucial moments. We had to realize that my sister could be used as an armored Tyrannosaurus after she changed her face …

Of course, from my point of view, I really didn't want my sister and the others to participate in something dangerous like going to war. However, in view of the ferocious combat power of the beauties beside me, this was only a theory. There was still a long way to go before it could be realized.

Looking at the high morale of the two siblings, a few figures immediately stood up. Shallow Shallow was the first to bear the brunt of it. She was already fed up with the things on the bridge that she didn't understand, yet insisted on listening to them, yet insisted on looking at them. If we didn't find something for her to do, she might really grow mushrooms on the table. The others who stood up were Liliana and the five Protoss Cops. The former was a troublemaker like Shallow Shallow, while the latter … was also a troublemaker.

Pandora and the Visca sisters had already thrown a tantrum outside half an hour ago. That was why the two 1.2-meter-tall figures didn't appear here.

Originally, Asida and Asidora, the two space experts, were more suitable than us to break through the blockade. However, as we didn't know where the enemy's ability to appear and disappear came from, the twin sisters were ordered to seal off the space around the Divine Fog Planet to prevent a sneak attack. They couldn't come to support us, which was also the reason why we were stuck here. After all, the enemy was a regular Imperial Army that was on par with us. Without Commander Schilling, who had an overwhelming advantage in certain aspects, the battle could easily end in a stalemate.

"The second breach has been opened! The suppressive firepower at six o 'clock is weakening! "

Another piece of good news rang in the command center. Sandora glanced at us. She knew that most of the people on the bridge were limited to decorating and growing mushrooms. She nodded and said, "After you go down, don't just focus on fighting the enemy. Remember to set up a beacon first. We need to send a large number of soldiers down to quickly alleviate the situation. No matter how strong you are, you won't be able to kill as effectively as an army in this restricted atmosphere. Also, be careful when you break through the defense. There's a group of people among you. " Then, Sandora intentionally glanced at Icetis. "Don't look at others. I'm talking about you!"

The female gangster touched her hair and giggled. She didn't say a word.

This fellow was a group taunting machine. I had already experienced it firsthand. Her fierce personality brought about a fierce battle style, and this fierce battle style brought about all kinds of focused fire. Sister Bing was best at standing in the middle of an army and releasing a rain of arrows. She tied the iron chain to the [Divine Grimoire] and used it as a meteor hammer. Furthermore, each of her attacks had a golden appearance. I felt that this fellow's taunting aura was effective 24/7. Standing at the entrance of Stormwind City, as long as she shivered, she would be able to taunt Archimonde over thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Sister Bing, I'm begging you. Be more low-profile later."

I pulled Icetis's arm sincerely. Later, we wouldn't be leading the fleet to charge. Instead, we would be driving the shuttle through the line of fire. If she really waved her meteor hammer and roared, the second half of the book could only be written as' The Widow's Reversion '.

"Tsk, alright, alright. Since you said so, I'll bear with it later. However, when we reach the ground, don't just smash it. At this time, most of the people on the planet should be dead. I won't be afraid of accidentally injuring them. "

The moment Icetis said that, the surroundings instantly fell silent. She really touched a sore spot. Now that the fate of the Mobrados on Planet Brown Earth was unknown, it was possible that all of them had been wiped out. Couldn't she say something more auspicious?

We quickly completed our preparations. In order to break through the enemy's blockade of fire, we couldn't drive the mothership directly into the net of fire. Thus, Sandora had prepared a few of the most outstanding assault ships for us. Shallow Shallow and the others were all gathered in one of the ships. The other ships' mission was to disperse the enemy's firepower. This was a very dangerous task. Even if the servant army was charging continuously on the orbit and attracting the attention of the intercepting firepower, the pressure they had to bear wouldn't decrease by much. However, after confirming the designation of this escort fleet, I was slightly relieved.

They were the elite pilots of Sicarro. It shouldn't be a problem for these guys to fly in and out of the enemy's formation of motherships with their little gray planes.

The assault ships, individual fighter aircrafts and shuttles formed a mixed assault formation that shot out from the bottom of the Empire General's ejection port. They rapidly charged towards the area where the enemy's blockade of fire was relatively weak. My sister sat next to me, fully focused on maintaining her power. This inconspicuous mixed assault formation had now become a real hedgehog. I guaranteed that anyone who launched an attack here would be rebounded happily. In order to further increase the success rate of the surprise attack, we had even specially tied Ilson to the bow of the spaceship. Monina's evaluation of this was: Before that idiot is killed, the spaceship definitely won't fall apart.

"Vega, how's the situation?"

"Ready to fight at any time, sir."

The assault ship following behind replied confidently. This time, we had brought along a few hundred of our most elite heroic soldiers. It would be difficult to build a teleportation device on the surface of Planet Brown Earth without the assistance of these soldiers. After all, no matter how strong a Commander-level Apostle was, he wasn't omnipotent. I could even blow up the entire continent, but to build a teleportation device … Let's discuss about the end of the world first.

"It's good that she's in good spirits." I took one last look at the communication screen before accelerating and sighed. "Don't knock Raven 001's head. She can't do anything in the cabin now, but you'll be in trouble once we reach the open ground. Don't forget that you just waxed yourself."

I should have thought of this earlier. I couldn't have put Raven and the Armored Scorpion in the same transport cabin. The unlucky Sorceress 001 had no place to use her powers, and now her head was full of bruises. Even Olga, a machine girl who never got involved in anything, was hugging her arms and squatting in a corner. This was the accumulated resentment of millions of years.

The assault fleet quickly separated from the mothership formation. After a few short warps of limited length, they arrived at the teleportation isolation zone set up by the Vengeance Army. The enemy had already noticed the strange movements of this small fleet. With the attitude of forbidding all spaceships from breaking through the defense line, our small gray spaceships immediately experienced a baptism of firepower that was hundreds of times stronger than usual. The alarm rang throughout the cockpit.

The few flight formations that were tasked with the mission of disrupting the spaceships immediately left their flight path and sped in the most confusing directions. The assault fleet, which was originally small in number, spread out like a goddess scattering flowers. Every unit was prepared to charge towards the surface.

This immediately had a very obvious effect. No matter how vigilant the Vengeance Army was, they would never have thought that this ordinary 'suicide assault fleet' would have the strongest ace army on the battlefield mixed in. They decisively spread out their firepower and wanted to catch all the assault ships in one fell swoop. This was the biggest mistake of all.

Because the scattered assault ships and individual spaceships instantly displayed completely unscientific maneuverability and defensive capabilities. The way they flew did not conform to the soldier's code of conduct. Even veteran soldiers might not be able to imitate one or two of their movements. Their slyness when they moved left everyone dumbfounded. Even the best anti-air soldier would never have thought that there would be pilots in this world who would shamelessly hide in the gaps of the enemy's turrets. This was too much of a test of skill. They flew around the turrets, around the battleships' exhaust flames, and even around the debris of the nearby enemy ships when they exploded. They even took the risk of being vaporized in and out of the Eternal grade heat dissipation grids. Furthermore, they always managed to escape to safety at the critical moment when the shields were extinguished. This caused the enemy cannons that had been aiming at them for a long time to vent their firepower into space. This group of cruel pilots demonstrated the strength of the Empire's Royal Guards to the thousands of soldiers. They toyed with the stupefied anti-air cannons to their heart's content. The exhaust flames of the spaceships formed an S and a B in the air …

A few minutes later, this group of spaceships finally retreated reluctantly. Their shields were all gone, but not a single one was destroyed!

Well, this was very normal. After all, no matter how ferocious their piloting skills were, they were only piloting single-soldier aircrafts and assault ships. Their powerful mobility only made it easier for them to escape from the battlefield, but to use single-soldier aircrafts to defeat the overwhelming number of imperial warships... Did they think they were Soul Douluos?

From the beginning, they had never planned to shoot down any enemy ships. Their only mission was to attract the enemy's firepower for a few minutes and then quickly escape.

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