"You guys... You disobedient bastards! Andrew said as tears flowed down his face.

But what can I do now? Is it just to watch these heroic Imperial Navy officers die in vain in one doomsday weapon attack after another? Andrew thought about it and felt like he should do something.

"Everyone, start listening to me now! This is my military order as the commander of the 107th Fleet! Andrew began to give orders, and although he didn't know if his orders were correct, he had to do something. No matter how bad it is, it's better than fighting this rotten battle without command here!

"Now, everyone turn on the ship collision avoidance system! THE SHIPBOARD AI IS SET TO ORBIT THE TITAN 5,000 AND MAINTAINS A SPEED OF 70M/S. The logistics squadron stays put and remembers to keep an eye on each other. Whether we can survive until reinforcements arrive is up to you! ”

"Yes!"

The chaotic command of the Imperial Navy on the battlefield has finally been unified, but they have already consumed too much strength in the melee field that they are not good at. After Andrew counted the entire 107 fleet, he found himself for the first time with a headache due to the lack of strength in the fleet.

The remnants of the 107th Fleet reported to him by the adjutant were: one Divine Messenger-class Titan; a Wangu-class supercarrier; two Archon-class aircraft carriers; eight Apostle-class combat support ships; seven Apocalypse-class dreadnoughts; Originally, there were about 300 conventional warships, but now there are less than half of them. In other words, the 107th Fleet of the Imperial Navy now has a battle loss rate of more than 50 percent, and is in a state of serious shortage. And according to the results of the ship's radar scanning, there are about seventy to a hundred Hibernator battleships on the opposite side.

It's really ... Andrew sighed quietly, but fortunately, the logistics squadron was intact. The amount of maintenance robot projection after the eight combat power auxiliary ships turn on the battle-type emergency repair enhancement module is very terrifying, if there are only two dozen warships carrying doomsday weapons on the opposite side, then the Southern Foodie can completely hold out with the help of combat power auxiliary ships until the arrival of reinforcements. But Andrew is now afraid that the two dozen or so battleships with doomsday weapons of the Hibernators will scatter to attack his logistics squadron, so he can only lead the Imperial Navy warships regrouped around the Southern Foodie to slowly crawl in front of the logistics squadron at a speed of 70M/S, hoping to help the Hibernator fleet resist a deadly attack if the situation is not good.

Andrew's idea is simple, he is going to rely on the doomsday weapons loaded on the Southern Foodie to shoot at the Hibernators. He is a Titan-class battleship, and he is not afraid of those battleship-class battleships on the other side. In the words of the game, Andrew is now a super meat shield with high attack and high blood and high defense, and those hibernators are a group of assassins with high blood and little skin and big stuffing, Andrew only needs to keep the logistics squadron to put maintenance robots on him, then he can consume the hibernators alive.

However, will things be as wonderful as Andrew imagined?

The Hibernators didn't take advantage of the Doomsday after discovering that they were shooting at Andrew and relied on two doomsday weapon salvos to knock out the Southern Foodie's shield defense, but the Southern Foodie's sturdy outer armor made the Hibernators suffer enough.

The sturdy outer armor firmly protected the Southern Food, and the only result of the hibernating was to destroy the large number of close defense batteries on the Southern Food. After a period of shooting, the hibernator did the last thing Andrew wanted to see.

The hibernators began to use their doomsday weapons that could be loaded on battleship-class hulls and their high mobility to bypass the tough nut of the Southern Foodie and find ways to use doomsday weapons against the regular forces and logistics squadrons of the Imperial Navy.

"All regular fleets remember to keep themselves behind the Titans! Be careful not to be directly hit by the Doomsday Weapon of the Hibernator on the opposite side! Andrew shouted hoarsely.

"Be careful! Hibernators are up to speed! The radar non-commissioned officer shouted.

"Routine, move, move! Duck behind the Titans! ”

"Be careful!!

There were still some ships that didn't dodge in time and were sunk by the Doomsday Weapons of the Hibernators.

"Well, you have an end times, don't you? Yes! Is the Bose Stand Generator ready? Give me a punctual time this time! "Andrew now wants his Titan to be loaded with doomsday weapons like the projectile weapons used by those damned Mimatar slaves, reloading into a few second shots. Although that is not possible ...

"Did the call for help go out?! Why haven't reinforcements arrived yet?! Andrew yelled at the communications non-commissioned officer with a blushing face.

"Report to Lord Sir that there are currently three fleets responding to our reinforcements, and they say they are on their way. But after all, it was the Grand Fleet March, so ... The speed of the march, they say, you know. The communications non-commissioned officer replied.

"Then ask them how long it will be there! I'm sure when the regular fleet of escorts dies, then it's our turn! ”

After contacting a flurry of reinforcements, the Communications Non-Commissioned Officer brought Andrew good news and bad news: the good news was that there was a fleet that was two jump systems away from them, and the bad news was that it would take at least one to two hours for reinforcements to arrive outside of this one.

"Publish a fleet-wide radio and tell everyone in the fleet that reinforcements are coming!" Andrew thought about it for a while and decided to make the news of the arrival of reinforcements public. Now the Imperial Navy is facing the hibernators with its own blood, and its morale is on the verge of bottom. If there is no good news to stimulate it, then the crash is only a matter of time.

"This is the Fleet Broadcast, our reinforcements are two more jumping galaxies away! That's the biggest good news we've heard so far! So now we just have to hold out until reinforcements arrive, then we can annihilate all these damn bastards! ”

"Ou~~~!" There was a cheer from the channel.

Over time, Santis arrived on the battlefield with the inductive squadron of the Panerson fleet.

After seeing the vanguard of reinforcements, the remnants of the entire 107th Fleet on the battlefield were like a fierce medicine. Ignoring the threat of the Hibernator Doomsday Weapon, they forcibly opened a passage in the middle of the Hibernator fleet to help induce the squadron.

As the induction field lit up, the Camillo garrison fleet entered in turn. Then he and the remnants of the 107th Fleet directly took revenge on the less than fifty Hibernator warships...