"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!! "
The highest priority alarm message was broadcasted over all channels, and every ship in the imperial fleet blared an ear-piercing air defense alarm at the same time. Soldiers rushed out of their respective resting areas and rushed to their stations. The Imperial Admiral's shield emitted a blinding blue light in an instant, the rapidly increasing shield strength making it as dazzling as a blue sun in that thousandth of a second. Amidst a low rumble, the flagship and several second-generation Avenging Angel-class warships began to charge their various weapon systems. Blue psionic radiance began to wander around the spaceships in space, like blue sparks blossoming on a black velvet tapestry in an instant.
The enemy's first wave of attack arrived before sixty percent of the ships were fully in combat mode. Several thick energy beams wrapped in black and red lines suddenly pierced through space towards our ships. They were fast, ferocious, and filled with a tyrannical aura. It was a devastating bombardment that could only be unleashed by the Empire's former fleet under the influence of the Abyssal Flames. Several small frigates that were attacked did not even have the time to blink before they were melted into twisted, semi-molten metal, exploding into orange-red spheres in space. The souls of hundreds of Imperial Army soldiers were directly transferred to the nearest mothership's regeneration plant. The Abyssal Galaxy main cannon, which had not yet dissipated, blasted onto the mothership behind the frigates. The three Angel-class motherships and the Empire Admiral's longitudinal arm were attacked at the same time, and their shields rippled dangerously. That was a partial weakening of the shields when the attack exceeded the shield's recharge rate, which meant that the damage sustained by the shields had exceeded the critical value, and if such damage was sustained a few more times, the shields would be in danger of breaking.
Whatever the case may be, the Avenging Angel class was a superwarship that was enhanced from the base of the Eternal-class warships. Their shield capacity and rapid adaptability to various attacks far surpassed the original ship, and all three motherships safely withstood the enemy's ambush that could have been prepared for a long time. As the flagship, the Imperial Admiral had the most powerful shield generator and withstood the attack as well.
Even so, all the ships suffered varying degrees of damage. After all, they were not prepared, and some of the ships' space anchors were still in standby mode. The sudden attack caused the ships to shake violently.
The vibration came from the lower end of the longitudinal arm, and it spread throughout the flagship like an earthquake. We had just used the ship's teleportation device to get to the bridge, and the sudden vibration almost made us tumble. The damage control mainframe immediately began to calculate the damage of the ship and began to broadcast throughout the ship. "Attention, the attack has exceeded the threshold. The overall shield is neutralized by 17%. The energy supply of the EB-33 to EB-45 areas is limited. There is a 97% chance that the dispatch system of the corresponding area is overloaded."
The flagship immediately activated its own repair function and began to bring back the several shield generators that had been overloaded and paralyzed due to the attack just now back online. The mainframe and the weapon control center quickly searched for nearby spatial fluctuations, trying to reverse engineer the starting position of the enemy's warped attack. All the information terminals in the command hall switched to a striking red window, and more abnormally powerful energy fluctuations were quickly gathering in front of the position.
"The power of the Abyss has an additional neutralizing effect on the shield," Sandora immediately made a judgment. "Go online the energy plundering device! Offset this disadvantage! "
All the battleships' shields were immediately covered with a very thin layer of white halo. When the second wave of Abyss Bombardment from the spatial rift arrived, the halo immediately played its role. The incoming energy was almost offset by half, and all the Angel of Vengeance battleships' Galaxy Main Cannons were instantly fully charged.
The flagship's weapon control had already vaguely located the source of the hyperspace attack. Sandora decisively ordered a retaliatory attack on the imprecise coordinates that she had no other choice.
A spatial vortex like the eye of a storm opened in front of the main cannons of each battleship. Dazzling blue and white energy beams spewed out from the restraints and rushed into these spatial vortexes.
But the effect of this attack can only be guessed. The specific location of the enemy has not yet been determined.
It was a short but fierce confrontation. From the arrival of the enemy's first bombardment to the end of our retaliatory attack, less than 30 seconds had passed. And it was in this short 30 seconds that all the small celestial bodies near the fleet had been vaporized. Even the ruined planet under the protection of the Combined Shield was more damaged because of the energy impact. Almost 50% of the planet's structure was blown away, revealing countless crisscrossing alloy skeletons and a looming dark red energy core.
"PL-15, how are you?"
Sandora's eyes turned to a surveillance camera. A battleship with a special blood-red paint that looked like the Eternal Mothership was charging its main cannons for the second time. On the bow of the battleship, there was a royal insignia that belonged to Sandora, indicating that it was a member of the Vengeance Fleet. In fact, I was very curious how Sandora could tell that it was a "warlord" at a glance. Because in my eyes, all the Empire spaceships looked the same, but Sandora could recognize her adjutant at a glance without checking the spaceship's serial number. This skill was too unscientific.
"A certain degree of overload, but it doesn't affect me at all," PL-15 replied in a low voice. "The autonomous robots in my body are working better than expected. It seems that Chief Tarver's recent adjustments to me were correct."
It was at this moment that the enemy's incessant artillery bombardment finally arrived. After two ambushes and a probing volley of main cannons, the Fallen Apostle warships that had suddenly charged in activated the main cannons of various smaller warships. The power of these cannons was average, but they were exceptionally concentrated as they swept across the space of a light year and began to continuously attack the combined shield that the imperial fleet had hastily constructed. Even though it was impossible for them to break through this shield in a short period of time, our energy allocation was greatly disrupted.
"How big is the enemy?"
Seeing that the enemy's firepower was still increasing, Sandora frowned and asked. The sudden ambush made the Warsong Princess, who was used to taking the initiative on the battlefield, extremely unhappy. "Why didn't we have any warning?!"
"At present, there are at least two hundred Eternal-class enemy spaceships invading this space. There are also around three thousand small and medium-sized warships, and the number is still steadily increasing!" Xi Weis stood at the commander's seat and reported loudly to us. "The enemy's origin has been determined. Their last teleportation record was of three types of unidentifiable states."
"Teleporting multiple times to the battlefield, huh? 'Virtual Jump' … What a bunch of reckless bastards." Sandora angrily smashed the armrest. "No wonder we didn't get any warning. This way, there's no way to determine their origin. "
After such a long period of interaction, I could generally understand the professional terms that specialists like Sandora and Xi Weis would occasionally say. Just like now, I understood what was going on with the Fallen Apostles. They were able to complete this assault because those bastards did not jump from a certain world to this universe. Their entire fleet had performed multiple teleportations in the Void, jumping from one unstable point to another, completely forgoing resupply and establishing jump coordinates. That way, they could conceal their origin and route, and when they suddenly entered a world, it was as if they had appeared out of thin air. If the Empire's fleet had powerful void scanning equipment, they might have been able to send a warning a few minutes before the enemy arrived in this universe, but we did not, and were caught off guard by the enemy.
Even so, it was very dangerous for the Fallen Apostles to carry out such a long-distance assault. First was the damage to the fleet caused by consecutive teleportations in the Void, an extremely dangerous place like the Void. According to experience, if a fleet did not stop at a fixed world for self-correction and made three or more consecutive teleportations, the chances of each ship being devoured due to information disorder would increase to one in thirty, and this probability would be multiplied by two for each subsequent teleportation. That was the Void's ability to forcefully erase any large-scale information change. Even the Protoss could not avoid traffic accidents, and the Fallen Apostles had lost who knew how many ships they had used 'Virtual Jump' to assault this world. The second danger was that such a large movement could attract the attention of the Protoss — the Protoss had set up Void nodes everywhere in the Void, scanning the endless Void like countless surveillance cameras. 'Virtual Jump', on the other hand, was a completely random teleportation method before reaching the destination. There was no way to avoid any risk, and moving forward was up to fate. These Fallen Apostles might accidentally crash into the Protoss's fortress, and there was no telling what the consequences would be if a small fleet went up against a Void fortress that could summon reinforcements from the divine realm at any time.
This was a desperate surprise attack.
If I could think of that, so could Sandora. Her brows gradually furrowed as she looked at the dense red dots that kept jumping into this space from the edge of the radar, and her voice was very low. "… An army that doesn't intend to risk their lives. They want to use this assault to behead us?"
Sandora's speculation was not without reason. Carrying out a long-distance assault regardless of the cost and the risk of being captured by another group of enemies, all signs pointed to the Fallen Apostle fleet that was attacking us like a suicide squad. Those cunning enemies would never expend their strength for no reason, and when they made such a huge sacrifice, their target was only … the Admiral of the Empire!
"Combine shields, flank fire! Discovered a new invasion point! "
The ship's mainframe reported loudly, at the same time mobilizing all of the Empire Admiral's fleet combat modules. Currently, the motherships and frigates around the Empire Admiral had established a command network, and the core of this command network was the Admiral of the Empire. The flagship's powerful dispatch module could optimize the resource allocation of every spaceship that entered the command network. When facing a powerful enemy, a fleet that was in a good state of dispatch could almost be seen as a giant battleship. The most obvious effect was that the fleet's combined shields were strengthening at a visible rate. The cannons that came from the dimensional rift that carried the power of the abyss bombarded the combined shields, but the ripples they created were like small water splashes.
"Wait … What's going on?"
At this moment, a confused voice suddenly came from not far away. The few of us looked in the direction of the voice, and saw old man Yoder holding onto a machine next to him, looking at us in shock.
At least four of us shouted in unison, "Grandpa, you haven't left yet?"
Well, I admit, one of the four voices was very shameful, and it was me …
"It's our enemy." Sandora glanced at me, Shallow Shallow, Liliana, and Rhododendron Spp. (Speaking of which, what is this fox doing?), and calmly said to Yoder, "I suggest that you leave the bridge. The soldiers will bring you to a safe residential area."
"You have enemies?" Yoder's eyes widened in surprise. "But I'm not afraid of danger."
"No, it's mainly because your presence here might affect our command of the battle," Sandora said honestly.
At that moment, I felt a little uncomfortable. How could I put this? Sandora, you can't be so hurtful even if you're telling the truth. Besides, if you're talking about affecting our command of the battle, just look at how many of us here don't. First of all, don't you think that we should get rid of Icetis and 123 who are playing poker on the tactical map?
Yoder was stunned for a moment. Then, with an awkward but understanding expression, he nodded at us and followed the soldiers out of the bridge. It was fortunate that he wasn't used to our way of doing things. If he was used to it, he would definitely have shamelessly stayed behind …
The enemy's attacks were still ongoing, and each wave was fiercer than the last. More and more enemies had invaded this world, and they had completely surrounded the Empire's fleet from all directions. The Combined Shield formed a huge sphere, defending against the enemy's attacks from all directions. This consumed a lot of our energy, but under such circumstances, there was no better solution.
PL-15 led the Angel-class mothership fleet to launch a fierce counterattack at the coordinates where the enemy's firepower was the densest. Using their firepower that far surpassed that of warships of the same class and the high-speed 'charging' of their energy harvesting devices, these powerful Vengeance Warriors actually managed to cause the Fallen Apostle's most ferocious attack to stop within a few minutes. The radar showed that the enemy had no choice but to temporarily teleport away from their original coordinates in the face of such intense firepower. After leaving behind the wreckage of a few main warships at the edge of the universe, they began to regroup with the smaller forces nearby, breaking up the firepower of the Vengeance Fleet.
The battle gradually turned from a surprise attack to a temporary stalemate. However, the Empire's disadvantage of being surrounded was gradually increasing. The Combined Shield's recharge rate was approaching its threshold. Soon, we would go from being balanced to weakened, and the number of enemies was still increasing.
While the battle was going on, another fleet was drawn into an even more dangerous situation: the transport ships that were filled with refugees!
Seventy to eighty percent of the transport ships successfully hid within the range of the Combined Shield. However, there was a group of transport ships that were far away from the Empire's fleet. They were originally heading to the other two ruined planets and the nearest floating islands of the Great Ruins Belt to evacuate the refugees. Because the foundation of this world had already been destroyed, Sandora and I were worried that the other ruined planets were about to disintegrate as well. Thus, we made the decision to rescue the natives of this world ahead of time. However, this caused a dozen transport ships and a small group of escort ships to be isolated outside the Combined Shield.
The enemy's fierce attacks placed the Combined Shield in an extremely dangerous state. The surface of the Combined Shield was filled with psionic storms that reached several kilometers in height. Every bombardment from the edge of the universe would create a 'tsunami' on the Combined Shield that was enough to tear apart a light warship. Under such circumstances, the lone transport ships and their escorts had no way of entering the Combined Shield. They could only hide behind the ruins of the First Planet that was about to become a piece of space trash, relying on the small-scale Combined Shield and luck to persevere.
The Fallen Apostle's target was us, so for the time being, they had not concentrated their attacks on the spaceships that did not have the ability to retaliate. However, in such a dangerous place where there was world-destroying artillery fire everywhere, the thin-skinned transport ships would not be able to persevere for too long by relying on luck.
"We must think of a way to rescue them."
Big Sister immediately shouted after glancing at the fleet that was in a precarious situation.
Sandora also noticed the distress signal sent by the lone transport fleet. Her eyes were calm, and no one could tell what was going on in her mind. However, after a moment, she still nodded. "Let Sicarro go. Right now, he is the only one who can withstand this kind of attack and go for a stroll outside."
I was momentarily stunned, realizing that this was the second time such a tragic thing had happened. I had forgotten again that the old bastard was actually an officer of the Imperial Army …
For Sandora, sacrificing one's life on the battlefield, or even abandoning a portion of the army, was something that she had to face as a commander. However, this was only limited to those soldiers who were already prepared to die on the battlefield. For a transport fleet that was transporting refugees, it would be an absolute humiliation for Princess Zhange if they were sacrificed because of her lack of combat power. Not to mention that the enemy she was facing right now was the Fallen Apostle, a fated enemy of fate. She could not tolerate being led by the nose by them.
A group of Borderland-class fortress ships with special paint suddenly separated from several key positions of the United Shield. These large and somewhat bloated warships were the super MT, the Royal Heavy Defense Fleet, personally led by Sicarro. Their shields were fully activated, and they charged out of the United Shield against the enemy's attacks like shining little suns. Due to their simple and honest appearance, they looked like a group of eggs flying in the air, and their cross-sections were like discs … * Ding! * After connecting it with Sicarro, I seemed to be unable to think of anything else.
Sicarro had already gone to receive the lone transport fleet. The strength of the United Shield had decreased a lot, but with the assistance of the Energy Plunder, it was still strong. However, at this moment, a particularly bad news came from outside the World Barrier.
The Fallen Apostle has forcefully distorted the grid-like World Barrier, and the backup that we left outside this space can't enter. The reinforcements have been cut off!
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