Chapter 371: The bamboo pole pokes your chrysanthemum
"Fark!"
Don't get me wrong, this is not Nick Fury's words, it's Alexander Pearce.
The bigwigs of Hydra are shocked and angry at the moment, they have gathered a large number of troops and financial resources, mobilized countless resources, and waited for a wave of stud to take over the United States, but at this juncture, a group of aliens appeared, and the Atlas fleet was fighting between the Earth and Moon system, and S.H.I.E.L.D.'s deep space exploration satellites (from Stark Industries) also heard the communication between the Atlas fleet and the other party.
So Nick Fury, what the hell did you do to get the other guy to knock on the door?
Now that the alien fleet is already approaching Earth under the fire of Atlas, are they ready to fight in the nest or prepare to start an incident at this moment?
The bigwigs were still hesitating, but the Dead Blade General didn't give them a chance to think, relying on the shield of the donut battleship and the cover of his men, his flagship successfully approached the Atlas's armed satellite defense line with electromagnetic cannon shells that rained down.
These attack satellites equipped with light electromagnetic cannons are considered disposable weapons, anyway, now that Phobos' Atlas Automatic Factory has successfully mined several high-quality titanium ores, Lieutenant Colonel Friedrich, who commanded the battle, did not care about the loss of these armed satellites, and directly pushed them forward.
A Zetari battleship entered its range and immediately opened fire, dozens of ion streams grazed the starry sky, hitting the Atlas's armed satellites, and the fragile satellite group shattered like A4 paper before the energy torrent, although the Zetari battleship that fired later was blown off half of its hull by the Sky Shield's railgun and missile salvo, losing power and could only drift in space. But now there are holes in the line of defense.
"Order the Golden Squadron and the Iron Felt Squadron to reinforce the right flank, be sure to hold them off, and ask how many railguns there are on the ground that can fire!" Friedrich glanced at the Earth behind him, and at this moment, the rotation angle of the Earth was just turning the direction of the American continent, at least the ATIS deployed in the United States could form an angle with them and block the opponent's attack.
"Brothers, although the universe is big, we can't retreat, behind us is the earth, think about those alien debris during the battle of New York, fight to the end!" The captain of the fleet, who was the commander of the fleet, hurriedly cheered up his somewhat flustered subordinates.
If you look at the Atlas Earth Defense Fleet and the Death Blade General's fleet in a three-dimensional space, the Atlas Fleet is like a big net, with the Sky Shield and battleships as the fulcrum, and thousands of starfighters as the line, this big steel net has covered more than half of the Death Blade fleet from the side.
Forty-seven minutes after the exchange of fire began, the Dead Blade fleet managed to close the distance between the two sides to the range of the main guns at the cost of losing six ships, and the first was the Sky Shield, which hit the right side of the space station even with a strengthened shield, destroying a turret, and the soldiers inside were also left without bones.
"I can't stand it like this!"
Fisher did not go to space, but commanded on the ground, the Atlas fleet has now suffered more than 100 casualties, the number of gunboats carried by the Zetari is too large, and the rapid-fire laser cannons of many Tornado fighters have even been overheated to fire, and they have to withdraw from the battlefield to regroup.
"Friedrich, let the fleet retreat 300 kilometers, and so does the space station, let go of a slit, we can't fight them under the muzzle of the opponent's guns!"
"But what about enemy warships close to the atmosphere? We don't have enough maneuver to wipe them out! And there is a high probability that a fallen battleship will cause huge damage to the ground! ”
"Aatis artillery will drive away enemy warships above the continent and drive them to the sea, the U.S. fleet and S.H.I.E.L.D. will find a way to deal with them, and they still have trump cards to be dispatched!" Fisher laughed as he watched the countless dark shadows flying up from the outskirts of New York City, it was Stark's Iron Legion.
"Understood!"
Receiving the order, the Atlas fleet immediately began to retreat, widening the distance between the two sides, and at the same time began to clear the gunboats close to the space station with a large number of missile clusters.
"What's wrong!" Proxima Centauri frowned when he looked at the enemy garrison fleet that suddenly retreated on the map, from the battle to the present, they have not encountered the other party's cross ship, which means that the spaceship must have suffered losses before, so it is under maintenance, and it can't move, and the enemy fleet that should be defending suddenly gives way at this moment, there must be fraud in it, maybe they will be beaten up if they go down.
"What could be wrong, their previous firing at such a high frequency was a severe test for weapons and power, and now that they have been overshooting for so long, it's time to rest!" The Death Blade General disagreed, and with a wave of his hand, he motioned for the three Zetari warships to prepare to descend.
"The enemy is descending, altitude 10w6, call Hudson River One, Number Two, Potomac River Six, Maryland Thirteen, Virginia Battery Twenty-two for a salvo, enemy position is locked!"
Below the descending Zetari battleship, is the City of the Big Apple, the ATIS railgun, which is usually used as a background for New Yorkers to take pictures, has now torn off the camouflage that seemed peaceful before, and the muzzle of the tall bamboo shoots emitted sparks, and as the prompt of other batteries to lock on to the target sounded, the gunner immediately smashed his fist on the gun button in front of him.
"Bump!" A small skirt of shock wave formed by the sharp compression of air appeared at the muzzle of the cannon at the moment when the Aatis fired, and the salvo of several railguns underground turned red and yellow from the high friction of the air as it passed through the atmosphere, and then hit the fragile lower armor of their battleship with the frightened shouts of the Zetarians.
The shield was blown open by the shell, and then the warhead hit the armor plate hard, and the huge kinetic energy pushed the entire battleship upward, and the members inside also fell to the ground, and then as the shell penetrated the armor, the explosion made a mess of the internal structure of the Zetari battleship, one battleship was destroyed on the spot, and the wreckage turned into a meteor shower and fell to the sea, while the other was not destroyed, but the battleship had begun to deform, and a hundred meters long cracks appeared in the temperance hull, and under the influence of gravity, the creaking sound of the entire hull has not stopped.
"It's a trap, they have anti-orbital weapons!" Only then did the Zetari who hit the head full of bags react, and hurriedly wanted to get out of the range of the electromagnetic cannon, but there were still many atis deployed on the ground, and several guns were in reserve, and the intact Zetari mothership only flew up a few hundred meters, and more than a dozen shells pierced its armor one after another.