Chapter 68: The Intruder
When the heavy assault ship destroyed the battleship's external armor, Hayabusa directly ordered the aviation unit to return, and she herself took the twenty or so fighters of the Commander's Guard to make a textbook battlefield landing on the deck of the battleship's living quarters. The www.biquge.info of the Pen & Fun & Pavilion presents a streamlined fighter plane, which naturally unfolds its aerodynamic form when it feels the flow of gas, and the open wings provide additional resistance.
The Falcon is an extremely rare powerhouse in the universe, and its talent is also one of the few among the 120 billion Yanhuang people. It is this kind of talent that makes the small-scale combat battle inside the starship a battle without suspense at all, even if she is alone, she can successfully suppress nearly 10,000 people, and it ends in a very short time with an absolute advantage.
Hayabusa has never been a knight, and she and Feng Yiwu are two opposite extremes. Feng Yiwu on the battlefield has always defeated the opponent in a dignified manner, even if it is a commander who is hostile to each other, there is also a calm communication. And the battlefield of the falcon has always been only a life-and-death contest with a huge disparity in strength. Either they have an overwhelming advantage, or the enemy has an overwhelming advantage, there is no beginning and no end, and their victory is not about honor, but about survival.
So, even though she doesn't like herself, Hayabusa still becomes such a person, and even in war, she has outrageous talents. The falcon on the battlefield has always made everyone feel hopeless, and it is the despair of not distinguishing between friend and foe.
It's not impossible to suppress the whole ship by one person, there are many people in this huge universe who can do it. Unfortunately, because many people can do it, Hayabusa can't do it.
"It's a nostalgic feeling."
As the heavy, sturdy boots landed on the dark blue ground, Hayabusa deliberately stepped heavily on the composite floor, and could feel the hard floor protesting against his tyrannical treatment.
Because this passage has been connected to the space environment, the automatic protection system lowers the isolation gate to prevent the internal atmosphere from leaking. Looking around, twenty pilots in light blue hazmat suits with gray-blue eagle badges on their chests scattered around. They wielded a wide variety of weapons, ranging from high-vibration particle knives to alloy sabers, except for the pilots' light rifles, which they casually hung behind their backs. Under their cover, two hapless ammunition men were busy removing reserve ammunition from the cabin arsenal.
"Move fast, let those boys in the Marine Corps see the force of our Air Force." A big man who was close to 1.9 meters proudly patted the badge on his chest and shouted loudly in the communication channel.
"Aviation ......"
"Victory."
The pilots who entered the interior of the ship responded loudly according to some ancient tradition, and in this sense, both the Yanhuang Federation and the Galactic Empire were representatives of the stubbornness of the interstellar age.
After this majestic slogan, the public channel really became a public channel. For the miscellaneous voices belonging to his subordinates that filled his ears, Falcon only shrugged helplessly, and now he hasn't received the fire, so there is no need to be too restrained about his subordinates.
The pilots of the 10th Air Army still maintain their traditional combat qualities, which is really a bit unexpected by Hayabusa. After all, compared to their colleagues in the previous nine departments, the personnel of the Tenth Army can only be described as cannon fodder in the war.
However, in fact, even the 10th Air Force, which seems to be alone, has quite a lot of pilots who have obtained combat licenses. All in all, most of the people in the Yanhuang Federation are the kind of simple people who seem to be very shrewd, but surprisingly like to be brutal in some ways.
In another passage separated from the falcon by an armor plate about three meters thick, more than a dozen fighters also made a forced landing, and the pilots jumped out and armed themselves. This group of fighting teams with cameos from pilots has a completely different individualistic style from the increasingly formalized Marine Corps. In fact, if you have to talk about the tradition of boarding battles in the Federal Navy, the history of pilots is far longer than that of young marines.
A guy with a blue stripe on his protective suit removed the cockpit canopy of the fighter plane, revealing the six-pack speed gun that was originally hidden inside the fuselage.
"Hey, that's on the heavy armor of the Marine Corps, how the hell did you get it in the weapons bay?" Falcon expressed surprise, and at the same time, he held his forehead helplessly and said that he didn't see it.
Hearing his commander say this, as the actual direct commander of this group of pilots, Captain Wu Fuye rubbed the soles of his boots on the alloy floor with some embarrassment, but his subordinates stepped up to connect the energy tube with the cannon.
"Raise the rapid-fire cannon and raise the spare energy tube to second gear."
The fully enclosed pilot suit can provide 36 hours of oxygen under normal conditions, but in combat conditions, the human body consumes a large amount of oxygen, so it is shortened to six hours. So what they have to do now is to actually enter the personnel activity area, where the starship power pack provides a life support system that greatly reduces the burden on the protective suit.
Immediately after that, one of the people who was the combat adjutant trotted over: "Commander, the Marine Corps has sent a structural diagram. With the control of the combat adjutant, a three-dimensional three-dimensional picture appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and some passages that had been occupied by the Marines were marked green.
"Even the airtight gate is three standard degrees of armor, worthy of the elite troops of the empire, and this level of transformation can also be approved." While adding complex markings to the map of the war zone, Wu Fuye lamented the wealth of the Galactic Empire with a tone of envy and jealousy.
Although this ship is a second-class battleship of the Galactic Empire from the outside, the interior layout of each ship is different. Even if it is a battleship under the same production line, its interior often changes according to the captain's preferences or the habits of the crew. For an empire of the cosmic era like the Galactic Empire, this level of internal transformation is not even a problem.
"Fortunately, our mission is not to occupy." Falcon stretched out his hand and pointed to the areas marked in red, "If it's a second-class battleship of the Galactic Empire, the first command room is here. The trouble is that the direction we are heading passes through at least two settlements. With an interception force of more than 1,000 people, it will take a lot of time to kill the past. ”
In fact, it doesn't take much time for Hayabusa to really kill the past. After all, even if she is compared with ordinary Yanhuang people, she still has extremely out-of-the-ordinary force. I just don't want to do this, she is immersed in killing, she feels too crazy, and this kind of power beyond ordinary people often frightens her own people to the point of being stunned.
Thinking of this, Hayabusa glanced at the time, and half an hour had passed since the encounter with the enemy. There is no need to take any chances, the other detachments of the 83rd Sentai must have received information. If the battle doesn't end within four hours, then the Union Navy will have to accept that its fleet is being blocked at its own doorstep.
The Marines' advance was as fast as ever, but Hayabusa knew it was based on a tough style that didn't care about casualties. An illusory yet brutal advantage...... It's just that no one has the right to condemn them, after all, they are the ones who choose to take risks, and they are the ones who pay for their lives.
"The 6th Squadron is above us, and they will take on the responsibility of covering us."
In fact, the 6th Squadron is certainly not a squadron of the Marine Corps, in fact, a squadron of the Marine Corps of the Special Service Fleet is only about 100 people. And now this squadron is a mix of the children of the Qiao family, with a scale of nearly 1,000 people. Compared with the aviation, which has only a few dozen people, it naturally has a clear advantage in numbers.
"Commander, medium-range precision artillery support, ready to complete."
As the artillery support turned green on the combat system, Hayabusa quietly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that the opponents of this battle made an understandable but fatal mistake.
"Is this underestimated?" Wu Fuye, who had completed the task, came over, and the light from the two auxiliary lights on the full-covered helmet was dazzling in the dark space. "Fifteen minutes have passed from boarding to unfolding, and no one has come to intercept them."
"The opponent is the elite team of the Starship Army, judging from the past combat record, we have lost more and won less, and it is natural that they don't take us seriously." Falcon's seemingly casual words made the originally resentful soldier blush. Although the soldiers present knew that this was not the case, Falcon's words gave them a great stimulus.
"Well, time is precious, let's say hello to them first. Three rounds of rapid firing preparation. There was a casual tone in Falcon's tone, and with the coordinates of a second lieutenant, a cold blue light lit up under the blue-gray protective paint-painted six-mounted cannon.
"Understood, three rounds of rapid shooting, ready to release."
Then, the six-pack gun, which tickled the battleship's exterior armor, roared fatally at the starship's interior against the fragile protective armor. Then, in the blink of an eye, the seemingly solid wall shattered, piercing layer by layer.
Although they are collectively referred to as railguns for convenience, in fact, machine guns do not use the same principle as naval guns. The shells fired by the naval guns were in the pattern of a stream of metal particles, while the cannons fired a solid metal body. The metal ions emitted by the former are moving at a speed infinitely close to the speed of light, while the latter diverges only about ten times the speed of sound, which is just below the conventional protection standards of protective clothing.
In the communications system that connected each soldier, the Marines of the Union Navy in grass-green hazmat suits let out cheers as they seeped through the broken walls into the core of the battleship.
They were greeted by a barrage of barrages erupted from the internal defense systems of the Galactic Empire's warships, as well as starship soldiers wearing silver-white protective suits and golden phoenix armbands.
"Fire suppression."
"Grenadier prepares ......"
"Shock bomb ......"
In the blink of an eye, the originally empty passage was filled with deadly light, and the bullets of the rifle flew in the air, like the scream of death hovering in the hearts of everyone.
For the Union Marines, this is really bad news. Although they had successfully entered the starship, the enemy's resistance was unexpectedly strong.
The Marines' usual fire assault did not have much effect, and the soldiers of the Starship Force still stubbornly guarded the broken entrance.
"One more round, smoke bombs, commandos ready, rush me." Behind the makeshift bunker, the Marine Sergeant, overwhelmed by Starship Fire, shouted.
Because of the sergeant's order, a corporal with three privates took out a smoke bomb from his tactical backpack and moved slowly, intending to enter a better attack position. However, as they moved, the intricate assistance system in the helmet suddenly projected a red warning box at the edge of the retina, and the numbers on it had entered the last three seconds.
The artillery warning, the sergeant major, who was originally holding a rifle for fire suppression, didn't even have time to complain, but just shouted loudly like a conditioned reflex:
"Shelling - evasion, evasion."
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Colonel Brynn's heavy cruiser burst out of the deadly barrage of battleship's main guns, and the huge starship struggled to recover from its operational condition.
However, the screen of optical reality that had just returned to normal gave Colonel Brin great bad news, so that he could not even care about the danger that he was still surrounded by mines. The image taken by the cruiser's external camera showed a hideous wound in the center of the beautiful silver-white hull of the Galaxy Empire's second-class battleship "Enterprise".
As a skilful naval officer, Colonel Brin even had a hunched understanding of the situation.
"Damn, immediately switch to man-to-man combat deployment."
"Heavy assault ships of the Federation, when will it pass ......"
"Stealth devices?"
"Check the gravitational radar."
"C1 calls B1, C1 calls B1......"
There was a lot of noise in the bridge of the cruiser, after all, it was the real elite, and after a short period of confusion, the officers of the various functional departments performed their duties. The officers of the reconnaissance system began to urge their subordinate non-commissioned officers to check the equipment, while the liaison officer in charge of communications grabbed the intercom and desperately called the flagship.
"The reconnaissance ship immediately scans the airspace around the flagship, and the intelligence is summarized to the flagship. The electronic warfare ship was immediately evacuated to a safe area. The cruiser formation immediately counted the damage and immediately began to clean up the surrounding mines. ”
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"Cruisers move forward, don't give them a chance to interfere with boarding operations." Lu Sen's reaction was also not slow, and a new order was issued almost as soon as the cruiser group of the Starship Army was restored to combat capability.
The division of labor caused by the deep pockets of the special service fleet and the starship army is clearly and slightly different, and the establishment of the special service fleet is the normal state of every soldier in the special service fleet compared to the regular fleet. For example, now Lu Sen is not only the commander of the 1137th squad, but also responsible for commanding other battleships under the battleship formation.
And in the Galactic Empire, the commander of the battleship needs to pay attention to the relationship between the battleship and the battleship, as for the tactical coordination between the battleship and the cruiser, that is what the commander of the cruiser needs to pay attention to. This is also a helpless thing, in the Galactic Empire, the battleships of the battleships are almost always served by the children of the nobles, and the vast majority of the officers from civilian backgrounds are stuck between the colonel and the brigadier general.
The federal side is not without problems, for the vast majority of Yanhuang people, inheriting the family business is not a problem, the problem is the balance of personal hobbies and abilities. Generally speaking, an ordinary Yanhuang person has to face a lot of competitors in the naval fleet. After all, the Yanhuang people still have a tradition of having many children and grandchildren, with several brothers and sisters in each generation, as well as more cousins and cousins. Although these people are relatives and friends at home, they are rivals in the military.
So in some fleets that are a little older, it is almost a matter of course that the same position is occupied by the same family. Of course, the federal government is aware of this situation and is very strict in the first stages of its rulemaking. However, the strict rules have backfired, and in some key positions that require experience, the succession of fathers and sons and families has become more obvious.
The promotion environment is even worse for the non-Yanhuang races, although there is no deliberate suppression, but the environment in which they have lived since childhood has made other races living in the Federation have a gap at the starting point. In the cosmic era when science and technology are becoming more and more complex, the accumulation of human experience is particularly important. To this day, human science and technology still have not understood how human beings themselves are constituted.
Although the Galactic Empire and the Yanhuang Federation are both descendants of the earthlings, they have shown two similar but different styles from the very beginning. It's just that the battle that takes place in this galaxy has become a pure competition between people.
The 83rd Squadron of the Starship Army is also worthy of being the elite force of the Starship Army, and in the past few years, this fleet, which has constantly switched guards between the Emerald Star and the Source Domain, has firmly grasped the advantage of victory rate in many battles with the special service fleet. Although this victory and defeat is only due to the fact that the special service fleet did not pay attention to ...... In the past few years, the Special Service Fleet has been quite overstretched just by being responsible for suppressing the ground uprising of the Brutes, and there is no time to fight with the Starship Army.
"Chief Engineer, let your men move quickly, if you let the other side react, the only assault ship in our hands will be over." Lu Sen nervously grabbed the handrail, for this general, who grew up from the border conflict, this was not the most treacherous battlefield in his life. It's just that this time the responsibility he shouldered made this ordinary Yanhuang person feel anxious.
There are very few Yanhuang people who first came to this universe, and even fewer Yanhuang people have a complete family heritage, and behind them, hundreds of thousands of people represent an intact family. This mission, in Lu Sen's view, represents the fleet's recognition of its own capabilities. If this mission can be successfully completed, the children in their own family will be a little more confident in the army. (To be continued.) )