Chapter 179

"If they want, let them come."

The enemy's bomber formation has attacked the fearless spear twice and hit it hard twice. Now the bridge has become ruins and half of the officers have died.

The array of meditators is melting and smoking.

The sound of air leakage in the riddled compartment sounded from time to time. The engine servant was still tied to the original position with cables, and oil and blood flowed out of them.

"The three goals are approaching."

The bloody technical priest grabbed the main console, and a body fell next to him.

"Fire on all targets."

There was a scar on his forehead and he looked like a fallen midias leaning against the bridge railing and pressing the loudspeaker over the constantly ringing alarm.

The hull shook again as the fire was fired.

He has ordered the abandonment of the ship, but he will not leave until the end.

The fearless spear was in front of the chasing oak fleet, flanked by the last three friendly ships - they were as fragile as leaves in the face of the incoming storm.

Just half an hour ago, he took advantage of his greedy psychology. First, he ordered the fleet to reduce its firepower to lure the enemy close, and then he shot out all the torpedoes before the enemy ship was about to jump.

Their results were good, and at least five green capital ships were destroyed in the overwhelming torpedo bombing.

But it clearly angered the commander of the oak fleet.

"Hit two targets."

The chief mate's voice is still high.

"But there are still two targets that reach a relatively close range. The signal recognition result is probably a jump aircraft."

"Set fire to one of the targets!"

Midias looked at the holographic projection of the battlefield again. Under the interference of strong energy fluctuation, the signal was somewhat blurred.

He watched oak turn one ship trying to jump into hot pieces, and the other turned back to fight and was torn apart as soon as he opened fire.

The threat Rune representing the reef is expanding in my eyes.

"Try to get in touch with Captain Michelle."

The green eyed communications officer was bleeding and half his face was stained with blood, but he ignored the wipe and nodded to continue his responsibility.

Suddenly, the warship shook again.

"The void shield has completely failed! It can't be recovered!"

"We're in touch, my Lord!"

The voice of the communication officer sounded, and midias immediately opened the link, but the incoming voice was disturbed and distorted.

Michelle also drives an unyielding class, but the service age is shorter than the fearless spear. They graduated from a Naval School and are both comrades in arms and friends.

"Midias!"

Michelle's voice was almost shouting, and midias could hear the harsh friction, like hail hitting a metal plate - the sound of bullets hitting armor.

"The enemy has boarded our warship!"

Another harsh sound, this time like a heavy hammer breaking a big clock.

Midas was worried and shouted:

"Abandon the ship and escape!"

"Escape? Where do you want us to escape?"

Michelle smiled deeply, and midias looked at the hologram.

"I won't run away, man. I'll go straight ahead and kill as many aliens as possible."

In Midas's memory, Michelle has always been reckless and even unscrupulous.

But at that moment, he still smiled.

"Good luck, my friend."

After a while, only the sound of raindrops hitting the armor answered him.

"You too, midius, meet again under the throne of the emperor."

For a while, the other party replied dully, and then cut off the communication.

Suddenly, an impact shook the fearless spear and threw midias to the ground.

Some armored portholes were broken, glass and metal swirled in the bridge, and air leakage made a whistling sound.

There were dead men and women everywhere, blood flying in the air.

As the air decreased, warnings of oxygen content and air pressure sounded on the bridge.

"Main engine failure! The enemy's jump gang has seized the launch track."

"Port to the enemy."

Midas stood up and wiped the blood in front of his eyes. As a result, the whole glove was dyed red.

"All the remaining personnel are armed and let them wait outside the flank protected by starboard armor."

"What about you, my lord?"

"I'm right here."

Several small green warships and fearless spear hugged in the collision between steel and fire. Aliens rushed into the ship and scuffled with the armed crew.

But they didn't know that the remaining weapons of the fearless spear were aimed at the incoming oak warship.

The light spear and plasma broke the shield at a short distance, tore apart the armor, hit the green spaceship trying to jump, and smashed some of them to pieces.

But the rest remained unmoved and did not hesitate to smash the fearless Spear's outer armor like a huge wave, spitting out the cargo inside.

Midas could not see the details, but he could feel my boat trembling. Green skin boarded his boat and attacked all the way deep.

Although the defense forces are scattered, they are all with unwavering determination.

The weapon engine attendants are fortified at each connected node and guard the space in front of them with a large number of explosives.

The human crew fought the enemy with shotguns and laser guns, and some slave workers acted as reserves and threw themselves into the critical war situation at any time.

It was a difficult war, and everyone did not stay, whether ordinary sailors or officers, knew this.

Green believes that they are fighting in a desperate corner, vowing to crush the defenders into pieces, and they continue to invest more strength.

The fearless spear is dying, but midias wants the enemy to know that they will pay for its death.

"Are you ready?"

He looked at the technical priest. The other party got up from the bloody console and nodded.

"Ready."

"Thank you."

Simple words were not enough to express all his respect, but after listening to his words, the technical priest did not speak, but just pressed the gear pendant on his chest close to his forehead.

He is making his last prayer.

Midas nodded and turned on the communication channel, and the remaining communication array would transmit his words to the rest of the living.

At the moment, on the tactical panel, Michelle's ship has turned into a sun, dragging a warship several times larger than it to die in the void.

"I'm midias."

In the communicator, his voice seemed very calm.

Midas paused to say more, but he didn't know what to say.

"Everything is as the emperor wishes."

He finished, cut off the communication, and after a second of silence, he gave the last order to the technical priest.

"Right now!"

Five seconds later, the dying technical priest completed his last task.

Midias remembered that he had never questioned his orders and had no doubt and excitement about his requirements. Now he was only full of admiration for each of them.

Fearless Spear's plasma reactor began to overload.

At first, it was still intact, floating in the dark void, surrounded by Oak's landing spacecraft.

In a flash, there was an earth shaking explosion, and the people still in the ship were evaporated together with their enemy, oke!

The plasma flame erupted from the sun like hot core licked the surrounding space, and the huge armor fragments scattered everywhere with the explosion. The impact also hit the okk capital ship not far away, broke the defense field, burned the sensors and rangefinders, making them deaf and blind.

But in any case, the skirmish seems to be over——

"We're late..."