Chapter 334： Recto's final battle (5)

"Di, di, di, di..." The damage control system sounded an urgent and short warning sound, and flashing red spots appeared on the armor of the hull model on the display. After about 3 breaths, the hull shook and turned at high speed. The warning lights illuminated the faces of everyone on the bridge, and the pressure and oxygen concentration inside the ship dropped rapidly.

"Boom, boom..." The muffled sound reverberated in the ship, a large number of parts were destroyed, and the warning boxes on the display of the damage control system were one after another. The crew was running around, the mechanics were in a hurry, and everyone on the bridge was frightened.

What a joke, this is a battleship! The Whale Shark-class battleship, the main battleship of the empire, has powerful firepower and heavy armor. Such a star beast was sprayed with a few mouthfuls of dark green slime by three creatures measuring 40 meters in length. The 1.5-meter-thick armor just fell apart like this. Burst? Is that saliva? The destructive power is stronger than the projectiles of the tm rail cannon.

The captain's face turned pale. Who would have thought that this reptile, which was less than one-tenth the size of a battleship, drowned a behemoth several times its own by a mouthful of sputum. The armor was shattered in a large area, the environment inside the ship was unbalanced, and there was a basket of damaged facilities. The current battleship is an acute stroke patient. Maybe he will see the king with the kick of his legs.

The other battleships are not much better. The 18 Corruptors slobbered and made the 6 Whale Shark-class battleships incomplete. A large number of equipment and even the living crew were sucked into space and turned into piles of floating and sinking garbage.

On the other hand, the Corruptor only lost 5 heads, at the cost of 3000 crystals and 2000 gas, in exchange for 6 battleship casualties.

"Can you believe it? Can you believe it?" Not far away, within the "Pluto" bridge that was slowly retreating backwards, Elyktra said to Wilcost in a trembling voice: "It's 40 meters away. The guy sank the Imperial battleship. It’s like a nightmare. Who would believe this? Who would believe it! Oh, God!"

What can Wilcost say? Everything in front of him completely subverted his view of war.

"My friend. I think Lord Lord has provoke someone who shouldn't be provoke this time..." he said, turning his eyes to the White Shark-class cruisers. Their situation is also very bad.

Except for the 18 Corruptors who besieged the Whale Shark-class battleships, the remaining 22 Corruptors and 30 dragons flew up and down the cruiser group like butterflies through flowers.

The size of the White Shark-class cruiser is about 360 meters, which is a whole smaller than the Whale Shark-class battleship, and is more flexible by comparison. However, in the face of Corruptors and Flying Dragons, they still belong to the Big Mac class.

The body fluids of the Corruption can erode through even the 1.5-meter-thick heavy armor of battleships, not to mention cruiser-class battleships.

Parasitic spores raged on the armor of the battleship. It spread like a spider web... The communication channel was overwhelmed by the curses and calls for help from the captains.

The aimless scattering of the side guns even caused some damage to our ships. Those more than 40-meter long biological warships are too cunning. They never face the main guns, but circulate around the belly like a fly, sometimes talk to the side guns, and sometimes talk to the flying thunder tube.

"There is a kind of you don't run!", "You tm come back to Laozi!" These are the two most frequently repeated sentences by the gunners.

As for flying dragons, they are definitely more annoying than flies and more disgusting than mosquitoes. Riding a face is definitely a technical job, and only they can do it.

The larger the volume, the heavier the mass and the stronger the inertia. Flexibility is bound to be affected. The size of the Corruptor, if exposed to the best shooting angle of the naval gun system without any cover, would never be unscathed. But the flying dragon is different. They are only 12 meters long, a bit smaller than the Viking fighters, slimmer in size, and thinner and thinner. The cruiser's turret array wants to hit them, it is just a pipe dream.

Not to mention, such a main gun, even a stringed gun with a caliber can hardly pose a threat to them. In the end, even the 60mm rapid guns used to intercept missiles, flying thunders, and fighters were used, but they were still useless. The most common scene is the flying dragon swaggering over the deck of a battleship. The dense array of bullets fired by the swift gun spilled a ray of light behind their buttocks.

"Hate... It's so annoying!" A motherly deputy captain looked at the flying dragon on the screen and was almost mad, and the cannon couldn't hit it. Missiles and flying thunders were thrown away after a round, with blaster? That is to help it show its presence.

Look at the other side. After the show, turn around and throw a shuttle, and after the show, turn around and throw a shuttle. What is this Nima? A reptile less than ten meters away actually flies a kite on a cruiser more than 300 meters away. There is no such hatred...

It is reasonable to say that its size is small, not enough to cause fatal damage to a giant ship such as the White Shark-class cruiser, but the thing that tm shoots out is a sunflower acupuncture hand, not only that, it is also a white exhibition hall equipped with a battle fury. Not to mention, there was splash damage.

That's fine, you say it's not insignificant, it doesn't engage in such a large area as the deck and outer armor, it just chooses the three ways to do it. Side cannons, vertical missile launch systems, flying lightning launch tubes, microwave receivers, radar antennas...These sensitive areas were touched all over by it.

The magic hand of Bai Zhantang, Guanyin Bodhisattva can't sit still when he comes! Take the missile system as an example. It clearly used the No. 9 launch tube, and even No. 8, No. 10, and No. 11 were scrapped along with it. There was also a triple magnetic rail gun on the side. It fired three shots and the barrel was completely split...

If the cruiser is a beautiful girl, now I can't decide how to toss and turn, begging for mercy. Too torture! This is not eating tofu, but training.

There are 30 flying dragons, 32 cruisers playing round and round, and Corruptors make up for the knife. In the end, more than 70 Viking fighters came to join in the fun and beat down the water dogs.

Not to mention a few ravens popping up from the dazzling king insect pile from time to time, throwing out a hunting missile and running away. The frigate was so cool and eye-catching that it looked like Transformers. Not only did the government's missile weapons suffer, but it also allowed them to once again witness the backwardness of their own technology.

Both are missile-type weapons. When the "Stinger" missile hits the Corruptor, it will blow up a few hard shells, breaking some muscles. On the other hand, hunting and killing the missiles is much more powerful.

This thing is not so much a missile. Rather, it is a powerful bomb with intelligence, without the guidance of the mothership, once locked by it. Can't run away. The battleship might be able to hold on the first shot, and the cruiser was headed. Immortal and disabled. As for the destroyers, frigates and other small and medium-sized ships, if they scratch their skin, touch bone wounds, or accidentally hit porcelain, most of their lives will be lost.

Six battleships, 32 cruisers, and some engineering ships, transport aircraft, and cargo tugboats that were too late to exit the battlefield were swept away by the autumn wind in just 20 minutes. The large ships of the Recto Navy were beaten indefinitely, and the entire battlefield was in a mess.

Four battleships were severely damaged, two were disintegrated, 50% of 32 cruisers were sunk, and the rest were wounded and almost lost combat capability. A large number of transport aircraft, engineering ships and other support ships died tragically under the guns of their own warships.

On the other hand, compared to the opponents, the 40-meter-long biological warships were reduced by 11 at the beginning of the battle. Those small things of only about 12 meters were undamaged, and 24 fighters were lost. The cool-looking human frigates were unscathed.

Compare the two. For the Recto Navy, this was definitely a fiasco. Dozens of large ships were turned off by a group of small flying units less than 100 meters in size. It can be described as a great shame in the history of the Empire's Star Wars.

Elyktra collapsed on the sofa, "Pluto" withdrew from the battle group, his life was finally saved. But... But the result of this battle was like a heavy hammer hitting his forehead, and his ears dazzled and he couldn't speak.

Even if the little **** who suffered a thousand swords played with a beautiful sound, and then took advantage of the emptiness to attack the navy's shortcomings, he would have achieved this result. But... if you lose, you lose. There are no excuses on the battlefield, only results. What will be waiting for him next. Elyktra is not sure. Of course, decapitation is not enough. After all, the strength of the rebels lies there. These newly-emerged, biological warships with firepower sufficient to compare to warships are too unbelievable. The first time they met, the failure was excusable. But... I'm afraid that his status as commander of the Rector's Navy will not be guaranteed, the Lord Duke may look at the face of his ancestors and let him return to his hometown to take care of his life.

Wilcost cast a glance at the dark side of Silbeth Star Harbor, then looked behind him, a spire in the golden sea was slowly rising from the horizon, "My friend, what should I do next?"

"Oh." Elyktra sighed, "You and I have been defeated. Next, it depends on Lord Lord's successor."

Wilcost nodded and murmured to himself: "That kid is a genius, isn't Lord Lord..."

"Guardian, order the ships to retreat..." This sentence seemed to have overdrawn the strength of the major general's body, and the already dim eyes added a touch of dust.

Unlike Elyktra, Wilcost is younger. He feels that this situation is not entirely his own responsibility. In addition to the endless new units and new tricks of his opponents, he is also an important reason.

"My friend, don't be discouraged. War is like playing chess. Whoever laughs last is the sweetest laugh. Those rebels can be arrogant for a while, but not for a lifetime. Once the empire is familiar with the combat characteristics of these biological warships, it will naturally Come up with countermeasures, and even design new types of warships in a targeted manner."

"Compared to the Ypsilon people, humans may not be the most powerful and intelligent creatures, but they are the most resilient cosmic races. So, don’t belittle yourself. That Tang Fang is just a start from Ypsilon technology. The nouveau riche will never be a big climate."

"Wilcost, do you really think that kid is just a lucky guy who is favored by the goddess of fate?"

"Is it not?" Wilcost asked rhetorically.

Elyktra took a deep breath, and his gray-faced face became a little more angry: "Not to mention what will happen to Meredith on the side of Sigma, just talk about it. It attracts the patrol fleet with a large number of illusions. Attention, and then approach the cruiser and battleship clusters from below to give full play to the advantages of one's own combat forces, one's strengths to attack the enemy's shortcomings. Will it be an average person who can plan such a plan of action? Also, it has been more than ten minutes. , Why hasn’t the patrol fleet on the sunny side of Xinggang come? If it were me, there would be a certain number of real ships in those illusions. There are truth in the fiction, and the truth in the fake. When the patrol fleet learns of the accident behind him, When turning to rescue, give them a fatal blow from behind."

Wilcoxter's look at the dark side of Star Harbor just now was because of doubts, and he heard what Eliktra said at this time. All of a sudden his expression changed: "My old friend...you mean...that kid wants to swallow the entire Rackett navy in one go?"

"Yes." Elyktra sighed lightly, his eyes calm as stagnant, indescribably lonely. "Single-handedly invaded'Sigma' and captured'Silbes'. Evacuate stranded civilians and use their backbone as bait to force out of the naval fleet. Then use their technological advantages to make patrol fleets turn around, and take the opportunity to send the main force into the battlefield. The biological warship has the advantage of natural flexibility, and it can fight close to our large ships..."

"My old friend, if he is really a wimp with no vision and no courage, will he achieve this level? Can he set up such a chain?"

"We do countless things. We think day and night, thinking about how to force him out of the dark, or how to prevent him from fleeing. But...how do you know, that guy didn't even think about running away, and It is to swallow the entire Rector Navy in one gulp. Delicate mind, calm mind, superhuman judgment and courage, such a guy is just a lucky one? Technology upstart? Do you believe it? People like him It is not a person who has a deep mind and has experienced the baptism of war, or has a group of experienced combat staff behind him."

"Huh..." Wilcost took a small step back and exhaled a heavy breath: "Are we... really old..."

Elyktra did not speak. Just nodded slightly.

I have to say that as the commander of the Rector's Navy, Eliktra has a bit of vision. Tang Fang may not be considered as deep-minded. But he is not a stupid person. As for the baptism of war, six years of military career is enough to make him grow from a big boy to a veteran of war.

For combat staff or something, Grant counts as one and Nehemiah counts as one. However, compared with Emma, ​​they obviously still have a lot of shortcomings. The war samples stored in the Star Orbit Command Center are gone, and most of them are documentaries of wars between the insect and human races. These samples can be used as reference materials.

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the other side. The shadowy side of Silbes Star Harbor is playing an extremely tragic scene.

Elyktra guessed right, this kid Tang Fang was absolutely horrible. A large number of phantom units are mixed with 20 flying dragons and nearly 30 corrupters.

After learning that the cruisers and battleships on the sunny side were attacked by rebels. The warships belonging to the patrol ship turned to aid in succession in order to ensure a smooth operation. The cautious commander also ordered a detachment of ships to be cut off.

However, they didn't expect that the 5 destroyers and 16 frigates would be blown up by the real guys in the phantom group. Then, the entire patrol team was completely submerged by the fictitious and real biological ship cluster.

Thirty Corruptors and 20 flying dragons launched a full-scale attack on more than 200 warships with their butts back. At this time, Tang Fang, who tasted the sweetness, sent another 10 medical transport planes over.

There are 3 high-ranking templars in each medical transport plane. It just so happens that the patrol team is divided into 9 teams, with more than 200 large and small ships.

Destroyers and frigates belong to small and medium-sized ships, and they are united and gathered under the attack of the worm tide that is indistinguishable from the real and the real. It was a good time. The high-ranking Templar warrior was in vain. Psionic lightning raged in the void in pieces. Just as he stabilized his position under the attack of the worms, he washed the lightning sauna again in a blink of an eye.

If "Psionic Storm" is used on battleships and cruisers, the effect will be much weaker. After all, their size is very long, and the distance between ships is large, so Psionic Storms can hardly cover multiple targets. However, when used in clusters of small ships and air-space combat fuselages, it is simply a magical skill.

This kind of large-area attack released by the high-ranking templar through the guidance of the phantom energy in the body will create an ion storm within a specific range. Whether it is an organic organism or a sensitive electronic component, it will suffer devastating damage.

In the end, it is a space battleship. Compared with the "Thunder Wings", the defensive performance of each part of the hull is much better. The patrol warships did not catch fire and explode like the "Thunder Wings", and were shielded by various energy sources protected by the interlayer. The key equipment such as the center, speed engine, and life support system are intact. However, their communication facilities, weapon systems, radar systems and other semi-open components can suffer.

As for personnel, the shell of the bridge has been specially treated to protect the lives of commanders such as captains and deputy captains. However, the maintenance workers of the hangar, the warehouse management of the storage compartment and other grassroots soldiers are not so lucky.

Originally, under the joint attack of the Corruptor and the Flying Dragon, the patrol team was already devastated and unable to take care of it. The intervention of the high-ranking templars, it is really worse, adding fuel to the fire.

A Tiger Shark-class destroyer turned its head and fled. A few thousand meters away, a high-ranking templar raised his right hand to perform an "energy reversal". The flames from the destroyer's stern were instantly extinguished, and then exploded, illuminated by blazing fires. Up the entire stern.

One after another high-ranking templars raised their hands...

Those warships that have made up their minds to retreat are like poor bugs whose legs have been broken, they can only lie on the ground and writhe and howl.

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Let’s talk a little off topic, and it’s also considered to be a chatter with everyone. As usual, I entered the background before clicking the code word today. The 24-hour single chapter subscription fell below 600, and my heart was cold.

This is the first time it has fallen below 600 in recent times. Perhaps it is the author's glass heart. He has been sluggish all day, and only 3,000 words can be produced for several hours. Alas...it's tears if you talk too much!

I saw a friend in the book review area saying it was slower. It’s not that I don’t want to write too much. First, I still have to take care of my work. Second, I have a handicap. I work hard for an hour and only 800-1,000 words are needed. , It is guaranteed that there will be no big logical loopholes. Four, everyone should be able to see from the text that I am not the kind of person who can finish typing in one breath, sometimes the sentence is not smooth, or even typos. Every time I finish writing, I have to read it again~www.novelhall.com ~ Then modify the conscious flaws.

(The testimonial is divided into two parts because it is too long, so there will be no billing.) (To be continued)

ps: Well, there are five more. Every time I reach the end of a big plot, it is the hardest period for me. For example, in the current Rector, I spread the stall at the beginning. If I have taken a few pens, it is really anticlimactic, and it has nothing to do with running accounts. The difference, but if you write a battle seriously, you must also arrange more plots. If a simple violent soldier passes, the enemy will be wiped out. I am afraid that everyone will not buy it. It is necessary to make the enemy's IQ normal and cool, and to take care of the logic. , Scenes, and even interspersed foreshadowing to show the power of gold fingers. In this way, the length will be lengthened. If you slap and smash like a fantasy like fantasy, the whole process is just a pile of casualties. I can't stand it myself. After all, the readers who read this book are all from science fiction elements. Who wants you to play fantasy? Ah, right?

These reasons make me unable to reach the level of others in a day. But what do we say? Although the number of words is small, each chapter is carefully coded and modified before uploading. The quality should be above the standard.

Therefore, if possible, I hope that the financial resources allow and book friends who like the book very much, even if they raise the book, it is best to open an automatic subscription. Uncle glass heart like me, see the data better, maybe the word is out. It’s also more joyful.