In less than half an hour, most of the captains who didn't know what to do were swept into the garbage heap of history with their precious ships, although at the beginning the other party was like a naval red deer fearless charge was indeed imposing, but in fact did not achieve the desired effect. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info The small-caliber laser cannon they installed privately is not very effective in breaking the defense of the large shield of the Yangyan, and it can even be said that it is minimal. And to add insult to injury, without professional fire control, they even have a problem with hits, and sporadic hit lasers can only cause a few ripples on the shield, and cannot cause any substantial damage. On the contrary, even if a military-grade large-caliber laser cannon hits just one beam, it will instantly cut a few large holes in their fragile hull, which is the difference between a professional military warship and an armed merchant ship. To take a simple example, it would be like in the Age of Discovery. The galleons of the Spaniards were arguably the pinnacle of armed merchant ships. However, it is these Galen sailboats, because they have to take into account the cargo capacity, so the maneuverability is really not very good. Although the firepower was strong, it was the premier sea fortress at that time. However, these lumpy lumps of wood are often taught by pirates to break the sails with nimble boats. It's not very mobile, in case you happen to break your leg by a chain bullet, then you can only regret being pressed on the ground by the hungry pirates and rubbing ~ Of course, the current situation is a little different from the planetary naval battles in the past history, in the previous Age of Discovery, everyone was fighting blindly, to put it bluntly, both sides are looking at the face, whoever has a good face can hit, don't mention any artillery skills to me, the artillery skills of the sailboat era are all in fifty steps and laughing at a hundred steps, even in the First World War, the artillery mirror or something is already very perfect, Everyone is trying their luck, too! In this case, the side with more guns, regardless of the caliber, has a little deterrent, but now it is different, the current interstellar war, without the assistance of a professional fire control and aiming system, even if there are more guns, it is useless, especially the kind of caliber is not unified, can not form a cluster of killing Wanguo brand weapons, this completely unable to break the shield of the weapon combination is like a primitive man arming himself, the primitive man first picked up a rotten branch, and then picked up a stone, If it's a primitive person at the same level, maybe it works, but it's a joke to smash a professional player who is far beyond his own level with these unpopular things. The two sides of the exchange of fire are like a bunch of death squads with small-caliber submachine guns, fighting against a sniper hiding in a bunker, and the death squad seems to be in good shape, but in reality, the death squad is killing itself.

After just half an hour, under the leadership of those hairy monkey captains, most of the dauntless death squads who launched the fearless charge were reduced to iron coffins floating in the starry sky. Only a few lucky ones were at a loss as they faced the drastic turn of the battle, and they were at a loss for what to do. They don't know whether to move on, or should, decisively evacuate, or, simply surrender? But Ron didn't give them time to choose, and still used his fixed frequency to methodically execute his killing plan, as for the capture or rescue? He was on a stealth mission and didn't want to let the other party leave this killing field alive, you give others sympathy, it will only hasten your own death, the historical Laconia incident has been very well illustrated, your enemies will only seize every possible opportunity to attack you, their high-level only care about the results of the battle, they will not care about what you are rescuing your own soldiers! What's more, now in the interstellar battlefield, ordinary minions are counted as a play unit.

Seeing the last fleeing target explode into flames, Ron lightly added 12 sunks to his logbook.

"Xenia, how long have we been out, how can I suddenly miss the land and the sky of Korsk! The air on board is so clean! It's maddeningly clean! Ron buried his head in Xenia's hair, took a deep breath, the air with the smell of the other party's shampoo, even if the self-circulation system is already very advanced, because to ensure that the crew will not get sick as much as possible, but the gas synthesized by the machine is still pure and maddening, so the ship's self-circulation system will get rid of all the odors in the air, at first you may feel happy because of the pure air, but after a long time, you will feel an inexplicable anxiety, The kind of anxiety that left the breath of Mother Earth, Ron was very glad that he also carried a cute girl with him, which could relieve his sense of smell anxiety, if he brought some rough men, would he be asked to smell those 'manliness' to quench his thirst? It's terrifying to think about!

"Xenia, you smell five percent better than yesterday? Could it be that you are in heat? "Well, at least for now, it's a little bit of a thing to prove, long deep space travel can indeed lead to hallucinations...

"According to Kolsk's calendar, we've been out for almost half a year, and!"

"What is estrus! It's clear that you left here a few days ago and didn't wash it! Xenia angrily hammered the other party, although the energy on the ship has always been sufficient, but water or something, you can save it, clothes or something, washing is completely extravagant, all are dry cleaning, dry cleaning, a little residue is quite normal, although the residue itself is a little suspicious.

"Good~Don't make trouble~" Ron reached out and patted the other party's head to soothe, "It's been half a year, so it's time for us to go back..." ”

"Really?" Xenia opened her eyes wide and said excitedly, although the two of them are very interesting together, and they can play all kinds of games unscrupulously, but when they calm down and think about it, they are still quite homesick, and they also have their eldest sister and second sister...

"Before we leave, we'll have one last vote!" Ron looked at the nearest furry monkey colony on the star map. "Finally, if you have a big ticket, we will go home!"

The target of his eyes is a colony in his current galaxy called Biljo, which is a neutral colony similar to the Sidegate Market type, although it is still in the sphere of influence of the Southern Army in terms of territory, but the colony's defense is completely maintained by the local patrol fleet and the merchants who come and go... And after pinching, it can be foreseen that there are a bunch of hairy monkeys picking peaches behind him, like this kind of land with abundant oil and water, Ron doesn't believe that those warlord leaders are not moved! Saying where this planet belongs will cause a scuffle! The Southern Army and the Eastern Army, as well as the melee of the native forces of the colonies!