Chapter 464

While the battle inside the star castle was in full swing, the battle outside the star castle was becoming more and more intense.

After the first wave of severe attack, the red pirate fleet finally began to take action. Several remaining cruisers got out of orbit and joined other small warships to form a defense fleet to fight against the suffering Alliance fleet besieging the star castle.

Their purpose is not to defeat this powerful fleet alone, but to slow down the pace of the fleet's attack.

They did a good job, and malakin had to divide half his strength to expel them.

At this time, the violent disturbance in the depths of sub space was captured by the bird divination instruments of each battle line, which undoubtedly only represents a possibility——

Lord of new badaab, tyrant Huron is back!

The first thing to jump out of space is a behemoth. At the same time, it is also Huron's flagship "ghost of destruction".

Like most chaos warships, the wraith of destruction looks like

A huge mass composed of plundered guns, covered with bloated armor plates and artillery of all calibres and sizes, as well as a large number of marks of worship of chaotic gods.

Since its service, it has been famous for being almost indestructible.

In all the battles Huron fought, he always came out of the battlefield completely - even if he was scarred and full of scars.

Now, in addition to itself, it leads a fleet full of anger and hatred.

"A little faster than expected."

Malakin, the mother of tears, had expected the threat, so he didn't dare to be surprised and wouldn't panic.

"Take off all interceptors urgently, each squadron. I hope they will be completed in the next five minutes."

The departments around him are like the microcosm of the chaos of other departments on the deck. The communication well keeps giving warnings and providing new directions for nearby ships. The engineering department reports that the energy of the main driver has been charged for the light spear array. The artillery officer is trying to lock the target and determine the range, and the meditator's soul is also restless.

The overseers whipped thousands of prisoners to fill the macro cannon on the side wall of the mother of tears.

In this chaos, malakin stood alone on the edge of the command platform, motionless and alert like a gargoyle.

Except that the brass railing beside the platform was deformed by him, he showed no signs of discomfort - he thought he would face Huron again in many forms, but he didn't think it would be this form to command a fleet to fight each other.

His eyes calmly scanned the readings of the monitoring station and the prediction array, paying attention to the changes of various targets.

"Commander Zhan."

The second company commander of the mourners came up from the spiral stairs of the command platform and gave a clever salute.

"The blood wing and Barr's light squadron have set out. Only the golden spear squadron has not emptied the flight deck. It seems that there is something wrong with the fuel pipeline. The flight commander assured me that all squadrons will set out before the enemy fleet is in place."

Malakin nodded.

In other words, soshyan requested that these lightning fighter formations be transferred to mother of tears, because mother of tears, an ancient combat barge, is very special. It was once a rare aircraft carrier type in the imperial warship sequence during the expedition. Although it has undergone many modifications, its large flight deck and advanced flight control system have been retained.

Soshyan believes that these fighter formations can give better play to their advantages on the mother of tears,

Malakin also thanked soshyan for his trust.

"Give my regards to the flight commander,"

Malakin said, turning his attention to the next comer, his fourth company commander.

"Commander of the war, the unbound soul sent a message. She is accepting our recommended course and maintaining the same firing direction and posture. She is still waiting for news from other ships of the fleet."

"Contact the commander of soshyang war again."

Malakin said, turning his eyes to the thick stack of enemy and our fleet signs on the monitoring platform.

"And tell him, please try to hurry."

After everyone left, malakin stood motionless at the edge of the command platform, straightened his back, his hands behind and looked down at the bridge.

Other bridge staff, crew and officers also quietly focused on their work.

On the tactical display screen, Huron's fleet has continuously left sub space and is launching a suppression formation.

The contact signal on the wall flickered eagerly through the monitoring station, and rowald had calculated the possibility and reached a clear conclusion.

He knows his own combat capability and the other side's combat capability, and knows more about what kind of naval warfare expert Huron is - in terms of tactics, he is far from Huron's opponent.

Although the unbound soul has strong firepower, it is far from enough to offset the other party's offensive.

Not to mention that the red pirate fleet also has heavy artillery warships such as the eagle hook Battlecruiser.

But he must delay the other party. This is the trust given to him by soshyan and other soldiers.

He never wanted that scene on the storm girl to happen again.

On the tactical screen, the right warships marked with green symbols began to arrange according to the instructions. All warships responded to malakin's request and tried to maintain the blockade.

"Report to the war leader!"

The gun owner called from the artillery station.

"Flank artillery lines 2 to 8 have been fully prepared and loaded. The leading forces of the enemy fleet have entered range and request to fire."

Malakin took a deep breath and looked around the bridge for the last time. It was an honor to command such a battle.

How he wanted to stay at this moment.

For a moment, a faint smile appeared on his gloomy and pale face.

"Send priority information and allow firing."

A few seconds later, the first salvo dealt a heavy blow to the ghost of destruction.

The shield trembled from the shelling, the bow of the ship was flashing green, and the small ships with weaker shields nearby sank under successive blows.

On the bridge that destroyed the ghost, Huron turned to his technical priest and pointed to the granular, flickering holographic display.

"Notify each ship."

He snorted.

"Keep your course and move at full speed towards the goal I set. It doesn't matter if you hit it."

"Understand, execute."

The technical heresy turned to the main communication array and output a series of commands with a rusty microphone. The heavy metal bulkhead of the whole warship began to shudder and groan, and the engine began to overspeed.

In the fleet channel of the red pirates, sirens roared and thousands of wild animals roared, rolling forward with the destruction ghost.

At the same time, the roar of artillery also reached a new wave.

The cannon column of the mother of tears flickered.

The simultaneous firing of three luminous spears overloaded the bow shield of the executor class large cruiser nightmare dawn in amazing light.

A few seconds later, the flames were in full bloom on the ship's serrated shell, and a macro gun shell hit the bow composed of thick armor plate.

More imperial warships opened fire on the gun line, causing a lot of damage.

Finally, a volley of light spears from the unbound soul directly penetrated the bent bow deck and detonated the interior.

The explosion penetrated the surrounding warehouse wall and exposed part of the ship to the void. The artillery command center of the mother of tears immediately locked the target into the exposed weakness and expanded it with continuous volley.

While the barrage continued, the red pirate fleet also approached and fought back. Their concentrated barrage destroyed the star Knight's strike cruiser "alien killer" and tore up two frigates.

The surrounding space was soon silted with slowly rotating debris, and huge ship fragments were blown apart and blown away by the relentless attack of artillery.

But the wreckage is not the only thing floating around the ship like a cloud.

From the hangar and silo hatches, fighters of various shapes formed a ragged formation around the red pirate fleet.

The mother of tears responded quickly. The lightning fighter took off from the flight deck and exchanged fire with the chaos fighter that rushed to the mother ship.

The void between the two was soon torn apart by lasers and missiles flashing during the exchange of fire between more than 100 fighters.

Malakin watched all this in silence.