Fortunately, after some time, about two platoons of reinforcements arrived, who were logistics maintenance personnel who had escaped from a repair boat, and had three multi-purpose landing vehicles, which could carry out light fire cover and small-scale engineering operations.

The Master Chief of the Halberd-class light cruiser led his men to dig trenches at the edge of the depression and snipe at the scattered Monya soldiers, while the logistics maintenance personnel used multi-purpose landing vehicles and engineering armor to dismantle the battleship's hangar so that they could release the ground vehicles and various aircraft inside, and help the Covenant Navy win the ground battle.

The black rock formations on the surface of the wandering planet are very strange, which can not only shield the spectrum of internal elements, but also absorb the electromagnetic waves free in the interior environment of the planet to the maximum extent, which makes ordinary radar and radio communication equipment seriously interfered, and even the quantum communicator of the warship is ineffective under the influence of the magnetic and gravitational fields of the wandering planet.

Fortunately, the laser transmission equipment based on optical signals can still operate, and can establish a ground communication network by setting up a laser relay station, so as to integrate their own combat forces, share intelligence, and complement each other's advantages, instead of fighting separately like a plate of scattered sand.

The best way to set up a laser relay station to form a large-scale communications network is to launch shipborne military satellites to help the survivors of each ship get in touch. Unfortunately, wandering planets are unique, and their strange gravitational fields and gravitational disturbance regions make this idea come to naught.

Since military satellites cannot be lifted into space, the only way left is to fly communication drones and electronic warfare planes as sports relay stations to support the entire communications network.

Due to the influence of gravitational turbulence, many large ships of the cruiser class and above of the 42nd Fleet and the 87th Fleet have been destroyed, turned into broken wreckage and disappeared into space, or fell to the ground and fell into scattered pieces. A small number of large ships that were not patronized by gravitational turbulence could not make a forced landing in a proper posture because they could not balance the sudden weakening of gravity, and collided with the ground and caused great damage.

There are very few warships with relatively complete hulls like the Halberd-class light cruiser with the central number 42-301J in the depression, while some destroyers and frigates have limited internal space, relatively small hangars, and naturally there will not be many aircraft for different purposes stored.

As a cruiser, the hangar capacity of the 42-301J is much higher than that of destroyers and frigates, and there are many aircraft that can be used as communication relay stations.

Therefore, the 42-301J cannot be lost, and even if it is best to hold the position, ensure that the logistics and maintenance personnel have enough time to free the aircraft and land vehicles in the hangar. As for whether you can leave this planet, and how to leave this planet, that is a question that needs to be considered after defeating the opponent.

The crew of 42-301J worked hard, even the captain and vice president, the officer, the communications team, the pilot...... The bridge crews took up arms and relied on the bunkers and trenches around the battleship to snipe the ground.

At first, only a small group of forces on the Monya side discovered the existence of 42-301J and launched an attack on the Covenant sailors.

Such an attack was naturally unable to break through the defenses laid by the crew of 42-301J, who were firmly held out of the circle and could not move forward. However, as time passed, especially when a Monya Empire-made wasp reconnaissance drone flew over the battlefield, more and more Monya marines and armored personnel carriers entered the 42-301J forced landing area to launch a tidal offensive against the battleship itself and the outer defense line.

As the Nightmare drove through the sinkhole, and as it approached the war zone, the ridges along the edge of several nearby craters were filled with tanks and long-range artillery-level heavy weapons to advance with the front-line mechanized infantry.

The cutting of the 42-301J hangar was not yet complete, and the infantry in the rock mass and trench alone could not resist the Monya Marines and the Saber-toothed Tiger multi-purpose armed personnel carriers attacking from the heights.

The fire of the Jaguar light tank and the reinforced Unicorn Rhino heavy tank was already overwhelmed by the crew of the 42-301J, and to add insult to injury, four Phantom armed shuttles quickly attacked from the core of the theater and dropped a large number of high-explosive shells in the area near the battleship.

Anyone can see that the Monya Marines have sensed their intentions and launched a joint attack, but judging from the fact that the four Phantom armed shuttles did not bomb the 42-301J hull, it is probably the idea of attacking the ground vehicles and aircraft in the hangar.

Captain of a Halberd-class light cruiser, Bunian? Colonel Clive was anxious, facing the enemy's increasingly fierce offensive, more than half of his crew had already been killed, and even his deputy Lu Maoxue had died under the bombardment of the Phantom armed shuttle.

Behind him, Master Chief Faulkner? Lauber was lying in a pool of blood, his right leg had been shattered by a missile from the saber-toothed Tiger multi-purpose armored personnel carrier, and if it hadn't been for the timely activation of the emergency procedures of the Lancer's power armor, I am afraid that he would have been dead in the dead.

There was only one person left in the medical team, and there were only a few pieces of medical glue left in the medical box, and empty injection injections with different labels were thrown everywhere.

What to do? In the face of the approaching enemy forces, they had no chance. Even if the people in the logistics and maintenance department opened the hangar and removed those obstacles, what would they do? It is nothing more than falling into the hands of the enemy and becoming a tool for the other side to slaughter its own compatriots.

Buñian? With a trembling hand, Clive picked up the gain antenna, which was half-buried in the sand, and slowly inserted it into the accessory interface of the Lancer II Power Armor.

It was just a gain antenna, used to strengthen the signal, a communication tool to get in touch with the logistics maintenance personnel of the starboard hangar of 42-301J not far away, which was very light and small. But such a small object was as heavy as a mountain in his hands.

It's not that the gain antenna is heavy, it's that what he's going to say next is heavy.

He wants the logistics and maintenance personnel to blow up the ground vehicles and aircraft in the hangar that can change the trend of this ground war, so that they do not fall into the hands of the enemy.

From the fact that the enemy can separate the Phantom armed shuttle and the Wasp drone to the edge of the theater to carry out operations, it can be seen that the combat resources that the Monya Marine Corps can use are far above the Star Alliance Marine Corps, he doesn't want to blow up those weapons, he wants to save his comrades, but he knows better than anyone that this is an extravagant hope, it is his wishful thinking, the reality will not change because of what he wants, and the Star Alliance Marine Corps has a high chance of losing this ground war.

The cost of losing the war...... It's death, it's the annihilation.

But before then, he might have died. And Master Chief Faulkner? Lauber, along with the two dozen or so remaining crew members, stained the dark realm with blood.

Wandering planets have been walking alone through the universe, without satellites and without strong light, the entire surface of the earth can be described as pitch black, even the night vision system of power armor can hardly clearly distinguish the distant environment and objects.

Faulkner? In a weak voice, Lauber told the medic to leave him alone and see if the newly wounded crew members in front of him could be saved. Buñian? Clive took one last look at the one-horned rhinoceros on the opposite ridge, spitting fire continuously, and sighed heavily.

He couldn't see farther away, naturally not knowing that above the ridge, a frigate-class battleship was silently approaching the war zone.

Inside the Nightmare, Tang Fang frowned as he looked at the picture on the big screen, turned his head to look behind him, "Are you ready?" ”

Walton put away those complicated emotions, nodded and said, "I know what to do." ”

"Go ahead, stay safe."

Walton nodded, and turned away from the bridge.

In the short run, 1 special operations transport ship, 2 medical transport planes, and 2 Banshee fighters behind the Nightmare broke away from the group led by the Nightmare and flew towards the depression where 42-301J was forced to land.

Walton sat in the special operation transport ship, and Tang Fang and Aros did not stop, and continued to march to the more core areas of the entire theater of operations.

The 42-301J may have a great degree of strategic significance and play a vital role for the Star Alliance Navy, but in Tang's view, this is only a corner of the entire theater of operations. His goal is to rescue the top brass of the 42nd or 87th Fleet, gain command, and destroy the command system of the Marines in Monya to end this pointless war.

The special operation transport ship did not fall directly into the Bunian ? Clive and the others were in the area, but they landed in front of the Jaguar Light Tank and the Unicorn Heavy Tank at great speed.

Although the scope of the battlefield is not large, if it is placed in the interior environment of the general planet, it can be said to be clear at a glance. A special operations transport vessel can be stealthy, but it cannot be silent when it drops vehicles and personnel on the ground.

It's just that the ground environment of the wandering planet is too special, until 2 hurricane chariots, 2 Goliath armed robots fall to the ground, and the ridge area concentrates on bombing Bunian? None of the 2 Jaguar light tanks and 1 Unicorn Rhino heavy tank in Clive's position noticed that a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

In the leader of the hurricane chariot, Walton moved his hands, held the control stick in the cab, and stared up at the target location and various scan values marked by the display system.

"Come on, let me see how good you are."

He grabbed the lever and stepped on the accelerator, and the four sets of tracks on the chassis of the hurricane retreated with great speed, crushing countless gravel and raising a small amount of dust. The originally flat ground showed uneven traces of non-slip ribs.

"Not bad, at least it's more comfortable than the Chariot of Flame." Walton nodded approvingly, and clicked a few buttons on the console with his right hand, and the array of red triangles in the center of the display system screen shrank to the center, and the one-horned rhino heavy tank and Jaguar light tank that kept spewing large clouds of flame in the night vision camera were locked on by the on-board radar.

The next second, the red fire button at the top of the joystick lights up.

The Typhoon Bomb Cabin on the left and right sides of the cockpit of the Hurricane Chariot spewed out several waves of air and smoke, and five Typhoon missiles with surging light and fire rose from under the ridge, diagonally upward, and accurately pinned to the positions of the Jaguar Light Tank and the Unicorn Rhino Heavy Tank, exploding into a cloud of rapidly expanding light and fire.

The sound of the explosion spread in all directions, the rocks flew like rain, and the one-horned rhino heavy tank literally ate a Typhoon missile, and the entire turret was almost blown to pieces, leaving only the overturned scarred metal chassis, obliquely inserted in a pile of rubble.

The fate of the two Jaguar light tanks was even more tragic, the hill on which they were located was almost leveled, and the body of the Jaguar light tank in front of it was torn apart by the simultaneous implosion and implosion, and the wreckage of the car flew everywhere. The front of the Jaguar light tank in the back was torn open, flames and shrapnel poured into the cockpit, and the commander and gunner were directly incinerated by the high temperature, and the shock wave blew the whole car away and rolled down the inner slope of the ridge.

This is not the first time Walton has driven a Hurricane Chariot, Tang Fang has asked him to practice before, and this is the first time he has driven a Hurricane Chariot in actual combat. The Typhoon missile was more powerful than he expected, no weaker than the siege tank's twin plasma cannons, and even more agile.

You know, he didn't activate the Hurricane's laser locking system, he just turned on the enemy radar. In addition to long-range bombing of ground units, Typhoon missiles can also be used to deal with air targets.

The Hurricane may be a little slower than the Flame Chariot, but it is far from comparable in terms of all-terrain adaptability and combat effectiveness. Of course, the Flame Chariot can transform into a fire bat and is the premier infantry killer, while the Hurricane Chariot is an all-round vehicle, which can be used for air defense and heavy mechanical units on the ground, which is the most suitable choice for people like him who don't like bulky weapons like Thor's siege mech, and regret that light and fast vehicles such as Vulture Chariot and Vicious Fire Chariot do not have powerful weapons.

The power of the Typhoon missile is not low, almost in one shot, it killed 2 Jaguar light tanks and 1 one-horned rhino heavy tank on the ridge, killing all the crew inside. There was no doubt that this was something to be happy about, but Walton was not happy, because the people in it were his countrymen, and they were all former him.

But he had to. If you don't kill them, there is no way to save those people in the depression.

He didn't feel sad for too long, after all, he was no longer young, no longer naïve, he knew that no matter how much he sighed, no matter how sad he was, he couldn't change the facts in front of him, and only by destroying the tyranny of the Stewart family as soon as possible could he prevent more young people from giving their precious lives because of the greed and deception of the nobles.

Before he could strike, another Hurricane had made a detour to another piece of high ground not far away, attacking a one-horned heavy tank and a saber-toothed Tiger A3 short-range missile vehicle above.

PS: How many times have I said it, as a detailist + obsessive-compulsive + handicapped author, I can't write at a fast pace.

It's painful to chase more, please click on automatic subscription, save ten days and a half to see, and I'm not satisfied with the right-turn fantasy, and the fast-paced text is full. (To be continued.) )