Chapter 327: Sigma Breakout (Part II)

That's why Meredith feels like he's in a position to win. In the face of the complete space fleet of the imperial system and a highly targeted combat plan, that kid wants to win with a single and weak air force? That's just a dream.

However, Meredith never imagined that the "Guardian Light" used to protect "Sigma" would actually become the doomsday judgment of nearly 100 warships in the government navy fleet. The "Guardian Light" became the "funeral fireworks", which is really ironic enough, I wonder how angry Lord Lancelot will be when he finds out about it.

Meredith thought that the Asian young man would take advantage of the chaos to run away after playing such a hand, and his old face would definitely be slapped this time. But where did he think that not only did he not escape, but also sent his star war units, if it was a mixed force of Viking fighters, eyeworms, and king worms as analyzed by the General Staff, it was okay, but ...... But what he meowed was actually two new deep-space creatures.

Looking at the "Death Mist" behind him, and then at the Wyvern and Corruptor clusters in front of him, Meredith swallowed hard, what do you call this, he came to encircle and suppress the rebels, but he was sandwiched instead. What a tragedy!

"Will ...... Checkmate? Colonel Foster sent a telegram asking what to do? ”

"What should I do?" Meredith took a deep breath, he was tempted to answer, "Fire, blast them back to Grandma's house." "However, those flying creatures are in front of the Sigma space station, what can I do if I accidentally get injured?

Skirmishes may have avoided accidental damage, but there were more than 130 flying creatures in front of the fleet, about the same number as the Navy's warships, and they flew from the direction of the space station, and all other forms of attack except for some guided artillery shells and precision-guided missiles would cause damage to the Sigma in different ranges.

"Missiles, the whole ship is attacking with missiles, be careful not to hurt the space station." Meredith gave the order.

The distance of 30KM is no different from a white-knuckle battle for a starship, and the dead silence of the "Sigma" on the opposite side is a live target. Meredith hated that, he led 124 warships from the direction of Lector to help, and what was the result? The whole process was led by the nose by that kid.

"Alas!" Looking at the flames from the missile launch tubes of each ship on the central display, he could only pray that the missiles would be effective.

The navy launched an attack, and the Tang side was not idle, the Zerg air force composed of corruptors and wyverns met Meredith's fleet, but 60 Viking fighters flashed in the shadow area of the space station one by one, like a falcon that had been dormant for a long time, launching a surprise attack on the "Big-billed Gull"-class shuttles carrying the marines.

The MT50 Lanzel Flying Thunder slashed a fiery red debut in the void, bursting on one "big-billed gull" after another.

Carrying a large number of marines and armed with "Earth King Kong" and EL-I "Electric Eel" Gauss rifles, the bandit troops on which Lancelot had high hopes turned into floating garbage in the universe in the blink of an eye, and flew farther and farther into deep space.

The 36 "Big-billed Gulls", a total of 828 well-equipped marines, did not fire a single shot, did not fire a single shot, and did not even enter the door of the space station.

Meredith's heart was bleeding, and when the intelligence agents presented this scene to him, the brigadier almost bit his lips. Shame, shame! "Marine Corps" is a resounding term, the hero unit on the movie screen, here actually became a drowning duck, and the sudden ambush of the enemy was miserable.

The number of deaths among soldiers is still secondary, and the key is those weapons, those equipment, a set of "Earth King Kong" costs hundreds of millions, a "large-billed gull" is a full 20 sets, and a Gauss rifle equipped with a nuclear battery is also expensive, hundreds of thousands of millions. Combined, these state-of-the-art individual equipment are worth enough to build a light cruiser......

"General, according to the number of ships transmitted from the network, those living warships have the ability to absorb and scatter lasers and shield the thermal radiation in the body, infrared guidance and laser guidance are useless, and radar guidance will be interfered with by the enemy's electronic warfare ships, and now those living warships can only be tracked by means of television guidance."

Meredith was already worried, and when he heard this, he almost stopped crying, with today's level of science and technology, the missile's homing device integrates complex and changeable guidance technology, inertial, infrared, laser, radar, television, sound, ...... These can be used to navigate missiles, but at the moment these missiles can only be guided by the most primitive and single television.

Although this guidance technology has some accuracy and is effective against static or monotonous targets, it is not so reliable on the complex battlefield.

"Ah......h

The flashes of light outside were one after another, and the serious missile group exploded one after another under the tease of the flying dragon, reflecting the dark void one after another.

The diffuse smoke and occasional explosions made it more difficult for the missile sensor-guidance system to identify the target, and countless missiles were like drunks, swaying three times in one step, and finally exploded by the blade worms fired by the flying dragon.

Restrained by the flying dragon, the corruptor with weak mobility behind successfully broke through to the core of the battlefield, rushed out from the diffuse smoke mass, and lined up several kilometers away from the forward battleship, its sharp beak opened hard, and its huge mouth spewed out streams of dark green slime.

As the main force of the Zerg Air Force, the Corruptor is definitely a well-deserved battleship killer, not to mention that the parasite spores are a living organism that can deal with cold steel warships, as sharp as a knife cutting tofu.

Even if it is a ship armor material like titanium, parasitic spores can destroy, especially the slime spewed by the Corruptor, an organic liquid similar to the Stalker's particle fragmentation cannon, which is a biological weapon acting on the molecular level. Both humans and vehicles become particularly vulnerable when exposed to this cancerous organism because the atomic chains inside it have become difficult to maintain.

The Corruptor is a creature that, like any other unit of the Zerg, is home to a large number of small parasitic units. However, his situation is very strange, whether it is used to maintain balance, or deep space, atmospheric flight, or even attack and defense, it is indispensable to the participation of a carcinogen that can devour his body tissues at all times.

Because of this carcinosubstance, the Corruptor is more like a worm-type Pandora's box that spreads the plague.

More than 70 corruptors picked on the frigate to trouble, spraying a mouthful of slime that could cover almost a 10-meter area, and then, like dehydrated and bursting wall skin, peeled off piece by piece under the secondary damage of parasitic spores, exposing the ship's crew and equipment to a vacuum.

There were no explosions, no flashes, just the mournful shouts of the crew, and the chaotic formation.

THE RAILGUN ARRAY OF THE TIGER SHARK-CLASS DESTROYER IS ONLY 220MM CALIBER, AND ONE OF THE OPTIONAL MAIN GUNS OF THE WHITE SHARK-CLASS CRUISER IS A HEAVY CANNON WITH A CALIBER OF 900MM. However, compared to the weapons of the Corruptor, it is nothing more than scum, a floating cloud.

The head alone was more than ten meters wide, and the "cannonball" spewed out of the giant mouth was more than 2 meters in diameter. Yes, it was not a kinetic shell, it was not armor-piercing, it was not a missile, it did not have explosion damage and thermal radiation. But TM's "slap you in the face" damage is simply incomparable. Hurt.

Pieces of melted outer armor, who would have suffered it...... The total length of the frigate is only more than 100 meters, and it will directly lose its combat effectiveness if it hits the core compartment such as the engine room, and a battleship will be completely finished.

“OH,MY,GOD!” Some of the crew members couldn't help but feel a chill when they looked at the "cloaked" ghost creatures outside the porthole, and this battle was simply challenging their psychological limits. Star Wars is common, but fighting a group of bugs is really the first time in the history of the Monya Empire.

“FUCK,FUCK,FUCK! What kind of monsters are they! THE GUNNER'S SHOUTS RESOUNDED ACROSS THE BRIDGE, AND THE 220MM ELECTROMAGNETIC RAILGUN ON THE PORT SIDE OBVIOUSLY HIT THE YELLOW SARCOMA ON THE BACK OF THOSE MONSTERS, BUT WHY DIDN'T IT DIE, THE YELLOW LAYER OF FOAM AND CUSHION ACTUALLY UNLOADED MOST OF THE PROJECTILE'S STRENGTH.

"Why don't you have these guys comparable to space warships in the rebel combat unit information provided by the General Staff? Why! ”

"What about cruisers? And what about the fire cover of the cruiser? Leave those little ships like flies and kill the big ones for me first. ”

“……”

Meredith's old migraine has returned, and he only does it when he is anxious and helpless. What are you kidding, is there any reason for it? THE CALIBER OF THE MAIN GUN OF THE WHITE SHARK-CLASS CRUISER MORE THAN 300 METERS IS ONLY 900MM, AND THE LIVING BATTLESHIP TM MORE THAN 40 METERS ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE ACTUALLY HAS A MOUTH GUN WITH A SIZE OF 2000MM.

The instantaneous explosive power of those vacuoles is indeed not high, but it is playing with corrosion attacks, and the 800MM battleship armor is soaked in that damn organic liquid, and it is as crisp as potato chips.

If the railgun and missiles are a fighter with a spear in his hand, then the monster's mouth cannon is a skinning maniac who kills pigs and kills tricks, and more than 100 frigates are like little beauties who encounter groping pigs on the night road, being stripped one after another, clean and slippery in the blink of an eye from chest to buttocks.

"Fight, beat your sister, how can you fight this battle?" The ship's main guns did not dare to fire a salvo, the close defense guns did little to their hard carapaces, missiles? Missiles are tantamount to giving them smoke grenades.

Meredith's bowels were all repentant, it wasn't that he didn't want to withdraw. But...... Behind is the fog of death that is getting closer and closer, where to go? U-turn? Don't be funny, the warp engine starts long enough for those living warships to kill them 100 times.

Then don't go, regroup the formation, fight hard with them, and kill one to count one? Turning his head to look at the divided and surrounded ships on the central monitor, Meredith felt that he was really a mallet, not only was he a mallet, but when he arrived home, the people in the staff were also a bunch of idiots.

TMD set up a blockade line, which is a position that is only applicable when it has a superiority in forces, but now? In turn, he was used by the other party, and that kid not only took advantage of his geographical advantages, but also kept his troops between the naval warships and the "Sigma", forcing his own side to throw a mouse, unable to carry out saturation attacks, and could only shoot one shot in the east and one shot in the west, and he couldn't use his hands and feet at all.

Moreover, he also used the naval formation in turn to arrange living warships to divide the battlefield into several areas, and held down the remaining more than 100 warships of the navy.

Meredith thought of one word, aggrieved, simply aggrieved. Aggrieved to the point that the brigadier general regretted why his mother gave birth to him.

Star wars are different from naval battles on ancient earth, because of the relationship between dimensions, to surround a group of ships, it is inevitable to invest more troops. Therefore, in a large-scale battle, as long as the difference is not too great, and the whole army is wiped out, it is only used as an adjective, and there will always be some fish that have escaped from the net.

However, at this moment, Meredith has a feeling that there is no way to go up and no way to go down. That guy named Tang Fang is just too ghostly. The diffuse "Fog of Death" formed by the serial explosion of the space-time warping excitation device is like a circular encirclement net that keeps shrinking inward, completely imprisoning the escape path of the naval ship.

Then there were the living warships, after a round of onslaught by the forty-seven or eighteen-meter-long Corruptors, there were only more than 100 naval ships left to fight, which was not as many as the opponents. With the help of the "Mist of Death", the Corruptor is the mainstay, and the Viking fighters and Wyverns are supplemented, the guy actually surrounds his fleet.

If it weren't for the fact that the battle was not over, and there were commanders and fighters at all levels waiting for his order, Meredith would have had the heart to die head-on.

A corruptor approached from below, its massive mouth wide open, spewing a cloud of slime at a White Shark-class cruiser. The black radiation-resistant coating melts under the immersion of organic liquids, and the originally shiny metal is mottled like the yellow leaves of an autumn tree.

At this time, the three flying dragons slashed out, the huge mouth of the tail opened, and a cluster of blade insects shot out, and before the parasitic spores completely broke the outer armor, the blade insects containing powerful kinetic energy embedded in the armor layer more than 1 meter thick like darts, and smashed the hull material corrupted by the atomic chain to pieces.

The White Shark-class cruiser was more than 300 meters long, and its abdomen, which was tens of meters wide, immediately had a large hole of more than ten meters, and the three flying dragons fluttered their wings, ignoring the pressure difference, and plunged into the interior of the battleship.

Then, this big guy is like a big stomach with a bad stomach, excreting all kinds of pressure gauges, spacesuits, guns and ammunition, and even living people from the body.

The continuous flashes reflected the armor coating of the "Bald Falcon", and a series of explosions occurred inside the White Shark-class cruiser on the left, and the thin air wave overturned the hull and flew in a circle towards the "Fog of Death" behind.

When the signal of the White Shark-class cruiser completely disappeared on the holographic projection equipment of the battlefield intelligence system, and the three flying dragons reappeared in the field of vision from the wreckage, the Commodore sat down completely on the ground.

……

When Viking fighters were also engaged in the siege of the remaining ships of the Rector Navy, the battle soon ended.

More than 200 warships sank in an area of 100 kilometers around the "Sigma", and the wreckage of the ships almost merged into the ocean, and the void was filled with all kinds of debris, utensils, and corpses.

The "Fog of Death" turned from thick to thin at a distance of 15 km from the "Sigma" space station, and its energy level decreased, which was not enough to maintain the virtual space field, and finally became a bleak aura.

Coverdale and the others in the space station's combat command center stared blankly at the space images captured by the observer with a portable device, and their expressions were as bitter as a mouthful of yellow lotus. More than 100 battleships of the "Sigma", plus the troops of the Rector Navy rushing to help, were all sunk by the boy's living battleship in less than an hour.

2 people? A squad? Phew, fart! He obviously had a fleet with him.

It is unbelievable that the 12-meter-long Wyvern, the 15-meter-long Viking fighter, the 47-meter-long Corruptor, and a total of more than 230 air combat units have completely wiped out the government fleet.

Although he was tricky, although he was despicable, did not have the consciousness of a warrior, and was proud of his generals, he ...... A win is a victory, and a defeat is a defeat. Meredith was defeated in front of him, and this is an indisputable fact, and no one can quibble.

What Coverdale and Gregory couldn't understand was why a guy less than 50 meters could take out the White Shark-class cruiser, and even beat the heavy patrol "Bald Falcon" in a group, stripping it of its outer armor piece by piece.

THERE ARE 5 LIVING WARSHIPS THAT WERE OBVIOUSLY HIT BY 600MM ORBITAL CANNONS, WHY DIDN'T THEY DIE, AND AFTER QUITTING THE WARBAND FOR A WHILE, THEY REAPPEARED IN THE BATTLE TO ATTACK OTHER SHIPS.

The mobility is amazing, the attack mode is weird, the tissue is regenerated, the body is small and the combat power is strong, and the tacit understanding is complementary...... In the face of such a biological warfare ship, how should the Navy respond?

The frigates are simply clay sculptures in front of them, and they can be pinched as much as they want, and only units such as destroyers and cruisers can fight with them and go for a few rounds.

Lord Lancelot is right, this kid is definitely the enemy of the Empire!

"Report ......" When Coverdale and Gregory looked at the miserable scene on the big screen in the center with a miserable face, accompanied by a rush of footsteps, the lieutenant officer in charge of liaison work broke in from the outside: "General...... General, quarantine area...... Those people in the quarantine area are ...... All dead. ”

Neither of them was surprised to hear such news. This qiē is all calculated, from beginning to end, it is the bureau of that kid's cloth, spare himself and these people are busy coming and going, and the result is that they are all walking at his pace. The script was written as early as the moment he evaded the security guard and entered the "Sigma".

Today's development is just a step-by-step process, and the ending of the performance has been planned a long time ago.

In the S area, where Coverdale and Gregory could not see, the port gate was opened, and a flash of fire rose from the take-off and landing platform, quickly rushing out of the dead silence of the "Sigma" space station and shooting away in the direction of Rector.

It's still the shuttle, it's still the two guys.

…… R1152