Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Teasing of the God of Fate I
In the Mir Constellation Fortress area, the spectacular armed fortress is so huge that it can be confirmed with the naked eye, and seven artificial structures with a diameter of nearly 1,000 kilometers stand in the void. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The unimaginable artificial structure of the old era, the Yanhuang Federation, spent three years building seven planets in this originally nothing-for-nothing space.
"Report to the captain, all resupply work has been completed." The one who had just been rotated with Chief of General Affairs Lei Qingrang was Captain Lin Ze, a tactical staff officer. Although it was a very easy battle in theory, no one should take it lightly until the battle is over.
"Very good, give the flagship signal." Feng Yiwu gave a puzzling order, normally, in order to ensure the safety of the command system, he would not specifically identify himself.
"Anyway, the specifications of the Federation are very special, and you can find out after a little comparison, so why don't you just do it?" Captain Lin Ze raised his eyebrows, and did not object to the special order given by Feng Yiwu.
"Yes, there are no other ships to compare with when acting alone, but when you are in the Seventh Fleet, you are very conspicuous when you are with the large number of Throne of Kings-class battleships that belong to the Seventh Fleet." Feng Yiwu nodded in agreement, the standard Ten Thousand Kings Throne class is a hundred kilometers level, while the volume of the Federation is a little larger.
In fact, as long as there is a little bit of technical radar system, it can locate the starship specifications very accurately, but there are always exceptions.
For example, the starship made by Mimatar has become a representative of the lowest cost of a starship of the same class with extremely low technology content for various reasons. The weakness of the electronic system, which can even be paralyzed by the wind of stellar particles, is simply an unforgivable major flaw in the eyes of the members of the technical department of the Imperial Navy.
However, at this moment, the federal navy is going to have a headache for this frigate enemy, which has hundreds of thousands of enemies. The low cost brings a super high quantity, and at this moment, the red patches on the radar screen make the generals of the fortress headquarters helpless to swallow the bitter fruit planted by their own light enemy.
"There is a hole in the defense line of the 17th minefield." The communications officer's voice was full of disbelief, just because the holes in the minefield defense line were forced out by the Mimatar people with nearly a hundred frigates and thousands of lives.
"Let the Sixth Reserve go over and plug it." The garrison of the fortress had only prepared less than ten reserves, and on the third day of the battle, the sixth had already been consumed, which really made the face of the commander of the fortress, Lieutenant General Lin Lan, not very good-looking.
"General, Lieutenant Commander Feng Yiwu, the captain of the USS Federation, requests communication."
"Feng Yi Dance? Take it. Lin Lan put down the teacup in her hand and looked at the girl who appeared on the communication screen.
"Greetings, Your Excellency." When the girl raised her chin slightly and raised her hand to salute, she felt full of the arrogance of the superior. Although this action seemed to be full of disrespect to senior officers, Lieutenant General Lin Lan, who was the main target, did not feel that there was anything wrong.
"What's the matter?"
"Report to the general, the aviation unit of the 1st Special Service Fleet has arrived at the designated position, and all personnel are on standby." After a brief report, Feng Yiwu turned off the communication.
If you want to say crazy, the entire special service fleet is crazy, this kind of behavior of jumping away from the mothership on its own, the slightest carelessness will be the destruction of the plane and the death of people, but even so, those fighter pilots still fly.
"The main engine was ignited, all fixtures were removed, and after leaving the supply zone, we rushed to the 17th minefield defense line at full speed." Feng Yiwu commanded loudly. "Entering the first-level combat rotation state, all positions must ensure the allocation of double non-commissioned officers."
The members of the Confederation were actually very tired, and after a long voyage, they immediately plunged into high-intensity warfare, which really made everyone's physical strength a little unbearable. The only ones who have the most energy are the Marines, but the hand-to-hand combat that the Marines excel at is not suitable for dealing with frigate groups, and the expected benefits are negligible compared to the risk of boarding a fight.
"Tsk, the design concept of the Ten Kings Throne class is to fight against battleships of the same level." The tyrannical main gun, outside of the dense defensive array, is not equipped with a secondary artillery system, and the excess energy is used to strengthen the speed. On the battlefield at this moment, the new battleship encountered a small embarrassment, although the main guns were extremely lethal, but after all, the number was insufficient. Captain Lin Ze half-squinted, thinking about the plan to add weapons to the Federation......
"To be honest, in fact, the kings are not really helpless with these little things." Technical Staff Lieutenant Wiharu smiled wickedly, and the evil taste on his face let everyone know that his belly was boiling again.
“?” Feng Yiwu just tilted his head, and the inquiry in his eyes was undoubtedly understood.
"Missiles, missiles...... When I used to do experiments, there were still some left. Weharu shrugged and pulled out a document from the document he had. The inventory is not much, only a little more than 170,000, and some inferior products are not counted. There are also missile launchers that accompany it, which the people of the rearmament squad can install on the reserve deck in a very short time and launch without problems at all between shelling. ”
"So many missiles? Why don't I have any report here that mentions the relevant supplies? Feng Yiwu raised her eyebrows, it seemed to be ammunition that came out of thin air, making her a little suspicious of the source of these weapons.
"You kid, are you secretly smuggling weapons again?" Captain Lin Ze weakly supported his forehead with his hand, Feng Yiwu, who was born in a big family, of course did not know the viciousness of the Federal Navy in private. The robbery of foreign ships, the smuggling of contraband, and the sale of military supplies have become the main income of the navy, and even the powerful admirals are often involved in it.
"Hey, this isn't my personal item, it's something the Admiral ordered." Wiharu didn't care about revealing the inside story, anyway, the Admiral's resale of arms was known to everyone in the entire fleet. "The quality of the things ordered by the Admiral is generally very strange. These missiles have not yet been input into the control command, and they have no tracking capability at all. ”
"Uh......" Feng Yiwu was stunned, so weird?" Then use it as a space star mine. Wiharu, you go to the maintenance team to deal with this problem yourself. "Set it to be triggered, and it's up to those Mimatar fools to see if they're fooled. Feng Yiwu thought so, she hadn't seen the specific parameters of the missile, of course she didn't know what kind of metamorphosis the more than 100,000 missiles piled up in the warehouse of the Federation.
"Yes, Captain." Without the slightest hesitation, Wiharu quickly ran towards the passage of the deck area where the maintenance team was located.
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Theoretically, the universe is frictionless, and theoretically, if you give an object a force, it can run in the universe forever, however, in fact, it is impossible.
A cellular missile launcher converted from an automatic cannon was modified by the Fellowship Mechanics, well, in fact, it would be more accurate to call it a rocket launcher. The people of the Marine Corps were forcibly requisitioned to be coolies for loading ammunition, after all, so far no one has thought of getting out the automatic refilling system of rocket artillery (pseudo).
"Click"
After the last inspection, Mu Zhendong pressed the transmitter on the back waist of the protective suit, and his colleagues on the other side of the airtight partition wall immediately activated the safety device on him, and almost instantly, a huge pull pulled Mu Zhendong back to the standby room between the armor and the deck.
This new gadget is not flashy at all. Nearly twenty missiles were ejected by the steam catapult platform at one time, and there was no sound and light effect except for a strange white mist coming out. Hesitate about the factors of the cosmic environment, and the little heat composed of steam quickly dissipates in the universe. Surveillance systems that use lidar in general combat do not issue any warnings.
"It's so weird, how can it be powered by steam?" Steam power has long been eliminated in history due to the extreme waste of energy, but at this moment, such a transmitter that can be said to be a waste utilization has emerged.
In the universe era, even if it is a garbage thrower, it is also an electromagnetic throwing system, not to mention that a group of soldiers do not understand, even the technical staff officer Wei Haru does not understand Lu Lu's thoughts.
Yes, ammunition that is delivered by this method, which has long been obsolete, will certainly not have a market, so it is a matter of course that it will become a backlog of stocks.
"It's weird, but you'll see even more weird things later." Wei Haru excitedly said to the soldiers under him, now that Lei Qingrang was resting and Feng Yiwu was on duty on the bridge, he, the technical staff officer, was the officer with the highest rank in the maintenance group. "Then just wait and watch the show......"
With the Federation's irregular trajectory, Weharu threw a large backlog of inventory like a goddess scattered flowers throughout the Seventeen minefield backline.
The missiles in a silent state, their hesitant petite size and their non-luminous and non-heat-generating characteristics caused everyone to be unaware, even Feng Yiwu, the captain who originally knew about it. Feng Yiwu, who was a little busy counting fleet data, immediately forgot about the previous order after giving a carte blanche order.
The missile is the size of a standard cruise missile, with a length of less than ten meters, and unlike other standard missiles, this particular warhead belongs to the multi-warhead split missile. A missile can separate hundreds of warheads after touching the target. Although each warhead has limited damage to armor, especially for starships such as battleships. However, against the cruiser below,; But it is an existence that can be killed in one hit.
Wei Haru, who had only seen the theoretical basis of this missile in the documents, did not know, and Feng Yiwu, who had not read the relevant documents at all, did not know. Even Lu Lu, the guy who placed orders for the factory, didn't know what kind of deformed weapon this belonged to the Luna Laboratory. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to the www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )