Chapter 388： Battle of Lokiah (3)

The battle has progressed to this point, he can also see that the opponent not only has the goods in the crotch, but also has a gun and stick in his waist, which is not a good thing.

In terms of defense, there is an Ipsilon shield, and in terms of speed, there is a high-burst auxiliary thruster. Since the defense and speed equipment of the warship have been modified. How can there be no changes in weapons?

"You said how insidious the guy named Tang Fang is! How despicable! At the beginning, he fought so violently with the Pirates, he didn't use the main gun, but hid it, and waited with that bastard. Take it to the yin person!"

"Why are you still stunned? Get away." After Abdul gave the order, he suddenly regretted seeing the driving crew hurriedly control the steering of the auxiliary propeller. Is it a bit of a fuss, the "Soulbreaker" and the Morningstar are together for more than ten kilometers, and there are several small ships in front of them. No matter how big and powerful the opponent's shells are, it is impossible to injure the "Soulbreaker".

This thought stayed in his mind for only a few breaths, and then he was dissipated by a sudden scene.

The main guns of the Morningstar did not launch large-mass projectiles in the form of electromagnetic propulsion like the main guns of conventional battleships and cruisers. The muzzle first became fiery red, and the rectangular coils lighted up from the tail to the head, and then surged. The slurry is like a violent ground fire, squeezed out of the main muzzle, and then passes through the coil matrix one by one, and finally turns into a torrent of nearly 2 meters thick particles, like a fire and thunder, which is fired from the "Aurora" gap. Out.

This scene shocked everyone on the battlefield, combatants, non-combatants, and even the onlookers at the "Rockia" Star Harbor, members of the merchant group and warship dock staff who would not leave.

They stared at the picture before them blankly. The torrent of particles is like a morning light that pierces the night, directly piercing a squirrel-class anti-terrorism assault boat that is not going in front of the Morningstar. The plasma melts the outer armor in an instant and can evaporate the human body. And high-speed particles poured into the ship. The place it passed turned into a lava hell, with violent explosions one after another, and the assault boat measuring 50 meters was swallowed by flames in no time.

After piercing the first goal. The particle torrent remains unabated, after crossing a kilometer distance. It blasted into the starboard belly of a Longsword-class frigate, accompanied by a dazzling fire. A series of explosions occurred inside the frigate. Juli tore the keel and the hull structure broke. The frigate was like a poor man who burst his belly. Torn apart.

Destroying two targets in a row, the particle torrent is still vigorous. Continue to penetrate a Scimitar-class interceptor ship and two squirrel assault boats, close to the starboard side of the Strongbow-class destroyer, and finally hit the stern main thruster of the "Soulbreaker" that is slowly increasing.

The violent fireball surged, and the 300-meter-long hull of the "Soulbreaker" overturned to one side. The light of the portholes could not be extinguished, and the light and smoke at the tail were like volcanoes erupting violently.

Abdul hugged the iron fence in front of him tightly, the bridge screen flashed and flashed, and the top equipment was "cracking" with electric sparks. There is also the rotating light of the warning light, illuminating the blood-stained face of the bridge staff.

The "Soulbreaker" was overturning, and the bridge was in chaos. As the ship turned over, the crew were dumped and screamed again and again.

The woman's scream sounded, and then there was no sound after a muffled grunt. The vibration wave from the explosion of the ship hull came from the floor. Abdul felt his heart jump to his throat. He was nervous and scared. Regret again.

Although knowingly it is just pushing the system to scrap. The damage control program will automatically shield the rear compartment of the battleship and activate the emergency plan. It will not lead to the destruction of the ship, but Abdul is still afraid of death. Fearful and sweaty.

Are you kidding me? Plasma guns of caliber don’t have such destructive power, are they still a destroyer? The defense of the fortress class, the flexibility of the fast assault boat class, the offensive power of the super battleship, these characteristics appear on a 200-meter-class destroyer, who will believe that when you say this!

He felt that he was wrong. Not only did he make a mistake, he was also very good. This is not what "Havoc in Heaven" is? Isn't that attack just now the golden cudgel of Monkey King? It can be big or small, long or short. In addition to the instinct to poke people, it occasionally bursts chrysanthemums. Well, it's like treating the "Soulbreaker".

Abdul thinks this is completely a space version of the Eastern mythology series.

Also, he thought that the Morningstar was to respond to the terrorists raging in the main port of "Rockia". Actually? The gang clearly showed the enemy's weakness, waiting for the government fleet to pose for a shot.

why? Why is it so? He didn't understand, how could things develop to such a point?

A damp liquid dripped from his cheek, Abdul touched it with his hand, and looked in front of him. It was blood...

After the Morningstar fired a shaped energy cannon, the nuclear reactor was overloaded and fell into a period of silence. Everyone on the bridge was also shocked. Fighting asteroids is one thing, and fighting warships is another. This artillery shot directly killed the opponent's 6 large and small warships. If it weren't for the strong bow-class destroyer's quick response, it would be the same as the high-temperature particle flow that would open a skylight on the belly.

Howson and Churchill blushed, just looking at the look of the concubine, they can wear a pair of briefs.

Similarly, the fleet besieging the Morningstar was silent for a while, and then quickly dispersed like a herd of tigers. Before that, most people thought that the Morningstar was an ironback turtle. Although it couldn't break its shell, anyone could get it on and off and touch the thigh. It was enjoyable.

But now? Who dare? A stick went over and knocked all over. The Commissioner is the best example. Cruisers like the "Soulbreaker" can't stand a shot. With these small boats, they will find their own way of death.

The originally colorful and full-blown space battlefield is like a large screen with people pressing the mute button.

In the "Rockia" main harbor viewing area, some people bit their thumbs, some people twitch their mouths from time to time, and some people frowned and looked at the mobile video camera, playing back the battle images over and over again.

At first they felt that the police and the security bureau were not ashamed or ashamed, and that the whole family had teamed up to bully others. Obediently bang, 100 to 1, wearing a helmet, holding a long shield, and an electric baton around his waist, armed from top to bottom to her feet. Gee. Tsk... This momentum, this devotion, people who don't know thought they were going to grab the body.

What happened?

What a beautiful wild chrysanthemum. What a beautiful wild chrysanthemum, full of fragrance and beauty. It's dark and tight, everyone praises...

In addition to onlookers, Johnny, who suddenly suffered from a toothache, and Ye Dan, who looked at each other with the female chief. In the conference room of the "Gulaton" military port, Dalton finally changed his previously unhurried expression, his already somewhat raised eyebrows jumped and bounced, his temples bulged with blue veins, and his breathing became rapid.

All messed up, all messed up! What's the origin of the Raoshizi Morning Star? The cold hair on his whole body exploded in the scene just now. Originally retracted his hands and feet. The guy who rushed forward without a word unexpectedly got into trouble, shook his tail like a dragon, and turned his head to make a big shot.

Don’t bring anything like this... He used to pretend to be drunk and I am awake alone; picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely see Nanshan; lonely boat, Liao Li Weng, fishing alone in Hanjiang snow... and so on. , Nima turned her head and slammed a big mouth, that called a ring, which could be used as an alarm for 10 miles away.

Look at Newton Bell on the other side. At this moment, there was a desolate expression of "I will light the moon with my heart, but the moon shines on the ditch", and the next moment he changed to an honest and silly smile. The face changes quickly, like flipping a book.

Of course, Dalton can also understand other people’s ideas. Newton Bell and Clement are at odds with each other. The death of those guys from the Union Investigation Bureau and the Security Bureau has nothing to do with him, but... So, you can't be so explicit, right? Okay, everyone will see you when you look up and look down. In the past few years, you have been familiar with each other and gloated. It's so shameless.

Newton Bell watched his nose and his heart. The **** is like welded to the chair, that's a stable. Then he picked up the teapot, first put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and said: "Good tea", then sipped it, calmly tasting slowly, and behaved as gracefully as Dafujin Xiaoge entered Cining Palace.

"...,...,..." Dalton felt a fire in his chest, his lungs were about to explode, and he didn't speak. He grinds his teeth with his eyebrows and grinds his teeth. He got up and pinched the military cap on the hanger, and turned around. Just go out.

Behind Newton? Bell squinted across his back: "What are you going to do?"

"Fight the fire." Dalton turned his head and looked back, groaning.

"Wait for me." Newton Bell didn't hesitate to drink a cup of tea, got up and tidied up his attire, and walked out of the room behind Dalton.

"Didn't you make up your mind to watch the fire from the shore and watch from the sidelines?"

"I didn't say that." His Excellency the Major General said slowly: "I'm just afraid that you will not be able to put out the fire. On the contrary, it will add fuel to the fire and make things worse. The life and death of those in the Union Investigation Bureau and the Security Bureau. You can leave it alone, but you can't just watch the naval officer corpse the battlefield because of Clement's fault."

Dalton said nothing more, and the two walked towards the command center one after another.

At the time of the general mobilization of the "Jakartapur" navy, in the small conference room of the main port administrative district of "Rockia", Clemente stared blankly at his fleet that was fleeing like frightened birds not far from his right hand.

He finally understood what Tang Fang ridiculed him about 6 yuan malatang, which is sour and refreshing...

The Morningstar had no action. This action was a thunderous blow. 100 warships surrounded the opponent and a destroyer. After this touch, it was kicked and half-beaten by others. Not only did it lose face, but also Morale was lost by the bombardment.

Just now, I was still excited, and I wanted to step on two more feet to beat the landed turtle. Now, like the grandson who fled, the Morningstar is a battleship. If this is a person, it is definitely a role of staring at who is pregnant and touching who is tall.

Of course, compared with the 4b youth of Howson, the Starport Chief Executive like Dalton has a much higher education level. The former is just a rogue, and more or less will always bring some kitsch tunes that can't be on the table.

For example, now, the nuclear reactor of the Morningstar has been replaced with cores and reloaded. A sleeve of sleeves that can’t wait to ram the cargo, pointed at the enemy ships scattered on the enemy radar screen and yelled: “Look at Master Howson. I'm going to score twice for you."

The temperature of the reaction furnace is rising exponentially, and the high-energy particles once again converge into a torrent. Under the constraints of the rectangular coil array, like a thunder dragon, it instantly pierces the night sky.

There were three consecutive flashes in the air, one strong bow destroyer caught fire, and two long sword-class frigates exploded and disintegrated.

In a blink of an eye, three more warships smashed into the sand. This scene directly disintegrated the fighting spirit of the combined fleet. Norris huddled in a corner of the "Sword of Judgment" bridge, tremblingly watching the strong bow-class destroyer engulfed in flames on the big screen.

If it weren't for his quick eyesight, he ordered the pilot crew to evade at the moment the Morningstar turned. I'm afraid the "Sword of Judgment" has been worn through the candied fruit at this moment.

By now, this battle is no longer fought. The opponent's shell was so hard that it didn't hurt or itchy for one's own warship to hit someone. When you look at the Morningstar, you can hear at least three noises when you turn your head and puddling your feet.

Looking back at the "Soulbreaker" that lost its motivation and rolled further and further, Noris really wanted to slap himself, who could have thought? Who would think of it? The dignified Rockia League Investigation Bureau and the Security Bureau would actually kick such a piece of iron.

This reminded him of an old movie "Transformers 4". At any rate, the secret agents of other people are also considered to be brave and prestigious, and the time has passed. People like themselves are good, and they don't even have the opportunity to pull hatred. They are shot and felled by others. They are aggrieved and too aggrieved!

On the right display, the "Soulbreaker" is still far away, no one will be foolish to meet them at this time, so. Their merry-go-round will sit down until the end of the battle.

The battle is over? Noli wanted to look at the Morningstar, who was in the center of the battlefield. It's an endless situation, unless Clement comes out to help others, maybe there is still a chance, but... is it possible? The Chief Executive does not know where he fled.

Noris stubbornly thinks that Clement and Junichi Fukui have already seen a bad situation, and the soles of their feet are slick, but they don't know that the latter has knocked on the ghost gate 20 minutes ago and went to find Miss Meng ons.

As for the Chief Executive, he was sitting paralyzed in the small conference room in the main port of "Rockia", looking palely at the young man on the beach chair in front.

of course. His face was covered with Fukui Junichi's blood, the word "pale". The symbolic meaning is mostly.

The half bottle of brandy on the small round table had already been drunk by Tang Fang one third, and his stretched eyebrows suddenly wrinkled. Immediately afterwards, in the virtual space extended by the Spirit Realm system, streamers suddenly flashed across the battlefield.

Sword-class frigates, scimitar-class interceptors, bow-class destroyers, Tomahawk-class cruisers, heavy crossbow-class assault ships, King Kong-class battleships... and even the "Jakartapur" naval flagship "Aurora" also appeared on the periphery of the battlefield.

A total of 600 Star Alliance warships surrounded the Morningstar group.

Clemente smiled, with his **** face and cold eyes, like walking out of the cellar step by step, the moonlight on his left cheek pulled out a wicked nightman slaughter in the shadow of a window lattice.

The "Jakartapur" navy finally couldn't sit still, even if Dalton disagreed with his plan and criticized it. However, when things develop to this point, the Navy will inevitably be involved in this war whirlpool.

Clement has seen through the future long ago and guessed the result. He is sure of one thing. The young man on the beach chair is very smart, not only smart, but also very capable, doing things cleanly. Just like the previous killing of Fukui Junichi, it was to give him a prestige and disturb his mind.

The young man must also know that things will eventually develop to this point, leaving him just to threaten the "Jakartapur" navy in exchange for a way out.

Messing "Lokiah", killing Fukui Junichi, defeating the battleship clusters of the Alliance Investigation Bureau and the Security Bureau, holding the Chief Starport as a hostage, and leaving "Jakartapur" in front of the navy fleet.

This is tantamount to a slap in the Star Alliance's mouth, happily taking revenge, and avenging it. It also made the government and the navy lose a big face in front of the people and didn't get him to be treated.

Look at this game, step by step, interlocking. The meticulous thoughts and sophisticated methods are simply staggering. Is he really just a 24- or 5-year-old young man?

Because of the above considerations, Clemente was afraid to return to fear, but he did not think he was in danger of life.

However, he didn't expect that the above is just his own wiseness, and he saves others by himself. When a faint blue lightsaber pierced his chest and the faint flame illuminated half of his face, his eyes were filled with doubts and unwillingness: "Why... why?"

Tang Fang smiled shyly: "Is the movie good-looking? Well, not to mention pulling it down, I think it was a good shot anyway. However, I won't show you the ending, I won't show you the ending, I'm sick of you! "

Clement was stupid Thousands of counts, but never expected it to be such a result, this kid didn't play cards according to common sense at all. Like him, he is so suffocated, I am afraid that he can be called the only one in the world, and it is unparalleled in the world.

"Why... why kill me?" With one last breath, he asked again.

Tang Fang frowned, "Are you annoying..." As he said, he slowly pulled out the Nether Energy Blade.

Your Excellency the Chief Executive didn't even want to understand until he died. Why did the yellow-faced kid who was shrewd like a monkey in his impression killed him with a single blow? Doesn't he want to live anymore and want to fight the Jakarta Burr Navy?

In fact, Clemente really looks at Tang Fang’s city mansion a bit. He is a bit clever and true, but most of the time he is quick-witted. Thinking about things is not like the old fox who has been in politics for many years. Think about it like chess, find it appropriate, and then move. (To be continued)

ps: I saw a book friend asking why the Jiadian at the end of January was gone. There were too many things at the end of the year. Yesterday, I stayed up until 2 am and got out of a chapter. It was said that I was disgusted by a yue after reading the book review. It's not light.

In February, there will be two consecutive outbreaks at the end of February.