Although its armor strength is weaker than that of battleships of the same class, other than that, the performance of its weapon system is no different from those battleships made by Imperial-level forces. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the catapult weapon system used by the Tempest Class is still hard in terms of rate of fire, the tyrannical high damage completely makes up for the shortcomings of low rate of fire. In a sense, it is also a very balanced weapon. It's a pity that good weapons and equipment also need excellent crews to control.

Hiding somewhere in deep space, General Egger pulled his collar a little helplessly, and the neckline design of the Republican Fleet uniform that hugged his throat made him feel breathless. But in reality, most of the military uniforms throughout the universe are designed like this, which is to keep the military members with a sense of urgency at all times.

Aigerze's adjutant looked at his commander with a strange expression, and after more than ten years of following, he clearly knew every little move of Aigerze. For example, this action of loosening the neckline, which is completely inconsistent with Egger's strict style, is because he feels a huge pressure.

The Tempest class was not perfect, and in order to give it the same armor strength as other Imperial battleships, the Tempest class sacrificed its internal survival environment. If it were a hedonistic galactic empire, such a starship would not even have a chance to walk out of the door of the design institute. However, for the vast majority of Mimatar people who live in hardship, the guaranteed life on the starship has become equivalent to heaven.

In this regard, although they have also lived below the atmosphere for a long time, it is probably unacceptable for the Yanhuang people to live comfortably. Even if they regard hardship and hard work as a virtue, they will not allow themselves to lose their rightful enjoyment. Just as the Federation now has more than 150,000 passengers, it still guarantees at least sixteen square meters of private space for each person.

In the Admiral's Lounge, Lu Lu could have enjoyed the luxury of a large space of 300 square meters. However, considering that most of the room Lulu had not been used, the engineering technicians opened it up and turned it into a special rest area for the Admiral's Guard.

When the special service fleet is not on a combat mission, Lu Lu will stay here for a few hours every day - using the military high-speed star network to play games, a leisure activity that no matter how time and space and identity change, Lu Lu will never forget in his free time.

An hour ago, Lu Lu, who was waiting for the supply to be completed, was bored, and brutally handed over the command to the chief of staff of the fleet in the communication, and then slowly swayed from the bridge to the game room with luxurious equipment, which is the first in the universe.

Lu Lu, who was addicted to the game, did not notice the passage of time, in short, when he was about to clear the level, a terrible alarm sounded, and as one of the procedures of combat support, the central control system cut off the energy supply to the entertainment area.

The screen went black in an instant......

Lu Lu twisted his face, grabbed the hat beside him and went straight to the bridge. The microgravity environment had been turned on on the bridge, and a dozen or so blue figures floating in the air could be seen at a glance that they had just arrived and had not yet had time to reach their positions.

With a monstrous resentment and anger, Lu Lu came to the bridge in an extremely rare two minutes, and the afterglow swept over the data on the tactical screen that did not change much, and couldn't help but feel dazed: "Intelligence staff officer, report on the current situation." ”

"Yes, Admiral." The young intelligence staff officer hurriedly stood up, with a hint of excitement in his voice. "One hundred and thirty-six seconds ago, space radar detected the formation of a large number of miniature jump wind tunnels, which are estimated to arrive in one hundred and eighty seconds."

So, in accordance with its authority, the alarm on the combat readiness of the whole fleet was sounded.

Micro ...... Lu Lu raised his eyebrows, no wonder this newcomer was so close to the enemy. According to federal military textbooks, such wind tunnels are often a harbinger of an attack by an aircraft carrier attack group. What a pure artillery fleet fears most is to encounter an aircraft carrier's cross-galaxy attack aircraft group, which is a counterbalance in various data and performance.

"How many fighters will the Mimatar have?" Lu Lu held on to the back of the seat with some difficulty, as an earthling, he was extremely unaccustomed to the microgravity environment. Therefore, he was as if he was tied up by something, and his posture was extremely weird, and he turned his head to look at Liu Qingyuan, who had just floated out of the emergency passage.

The new captain of the Federation was a little embarrassed at the moment, after all, he had just taken a turn to rest, but unfortunately, he was tossed by the alarm before he could close his eyes. As soon as I arrived at the bridge, I heard Lu Lu's brainless inquiry, but fortunately, Liu Qingyuan was very familiar with Lu Lu's way of thinking, and replied very smoothly: "Not so much, at least there won't be too many here." ”

"I feel the same way. Well, the ...... that fits the characteristics of this jump" Lu Lu frowned. To be honest, there is no such thing as Lulu's weak common sense, so the lazy guy still used the chip to scan......

Space fighters are excluded as a matter of course, and although they can make galaxy jumps, they often do not make jumps for more than six hours because of their weak protection in space jumps. Of course, some of the warplanes that cost to catch up with battleships are different. The most important thing, of course, is that the Mimatar people cannot have a huge number of fighters, and the forces that can mobilize hundreds of thousands of fighters at will have always been the only federal navy.

"I'm afraid it's a huge number of assault boats." The avatar of the chief of staff of the fleet appeared in the corner of the screen, and this general, who was always pressed by Lu Lu, seemed a little urgent at the moment. "With our current formation, we can't defend against a surprise attack of this magnitude."

With the fleet's current anti-artillery attack formation, it is impossible to give full play to the firepower of all starship short-range defense systems. Anyone with a little military common sense knows this.

Although there is also a formation to defend against assault boats, unfortunately, under the threat of the opponent's artillery battleship formation, neither Lu Lu nor Liu Xingzheng will choose to change the defensive formation.

"The timing is just right, worthy of the old fox of the staff department." Lu Lu touched his nose and glanced at a fox who was also from the staff department.

"Ahem." The chief of staff coughed awkwardly, "Let the Marines solve it." ”

Qian Mo in the chief of general affairs seat rolled his eyes unnoticed, judging from the size of the enemy, it was at least millions. Although Qian Mo didn't know how the other party's commander commanded that group of rabble. However, if such a quantity is really put in, I am afraid that the external armor of the battleship will not be wanted.

For Mimatar's low-level manufacturing technology, cheap and cheap aircraft, which may not have the value of cannonballs, but have a huge number of flying machines, the three empires in the Source Domain are extremely troublesome at this moment. Because of Mimatar's huge population base, the troubled Emma even intends to carry out an extermination policy, and if it weren't for the existence of the Galactic Empire, an equally huge empire, the fate of Mimatar would probably be even more unfortunate.

Marines?

Lu Lu twitched the corners of his mouth as he felt a toothache, of course he had considered it. If there was only one ship in the Federation, the Marine Corps would indeed be the best way to go. Anyway, the number of marines on the Federation has exceeded 150,000, and there are more than 50,000 people on the ship alone.

However, for Lu Lu, even if it is a clone, the Marine Corps is a treasure, so he is reluctant to exchange the elite for cannon fodder for the Mimatars. The millions of enemies who participated in the assault this time, whether it was Lu Lu or Egger Ze, were just cannon fodder.

Having said all that, in fact, only half a minute has passed. The Federation's fleet simply didn't have time to react more, and an overwhelming array of assault boats appeared on the scanner's display.

It seems that we don't need to argue about what to do, and everyone has bitterness in their hearts. In the face of the enemy's overwhelming numerical superiority, any countermeasures are slim.

Only Lu Lu clapped his hands a little heartlessly: "It's scattered, what should I do." ”

The defense system of the fleet is complete, although it is a targeted defensive artillery bombardment, but it does not mean that it is completely defenseless against the surprise attack of small warships. It's just that in the face of absolute numerical superiority, this line of defense has missed too many enemies.

Because not all battleships had the wealthy manpower to organize the Marine Corps, the Federation, as the flagship and with the largest number of Marines directly under the entire Federation Navy, naturally took on the heavy responsibility of supporting friendly forces.

The so-called what to do is naturally because in the well-trained federal navy, Lu Lu's little level, don't help is good.

"Poor Marines." In the busy bridge, Lu Lu held a teacup and looked at the landing craft shuttling back and forth in the defensive circle to express sympathy. At this time, if there is a squadron of space fighters, the workload of the Marine Corps can be greatly reduced, but it is a pity that the flagship formation at this moment, let alone a squadron, cannot even find a single fighter.

More than 200,000 dark red assault boats, carrying millions of Republican soldiers, launched a decisive charge. Unable to see the fallen allies outside the defensive circle, and not knowing the heavy casualty figures, they just kept silent and kept a posture of one after another, and the huge number of assault ships crashed into the blue-gray ship group.

In order to avoid too much damage from the shelling, too many gaps were left in the defensive ring formed by the battleships. From the start, the line of defense was crumbling, like a colander, shattered at the first impact. Anyone who has seen those tiny dinghys successfully cross the line of defense will think so.

Unfortunately, the weapons carried by the dinghy were helpless against the thick external armor of the battleship for a short time. Braving dense artillery fire to cross enemy lines to reach the perimeter of the starship was only the first step in a landing operation. It was this first step that turned many assault boats into fireworks that disappeared in a flash of the universe.

The assault boat, which had successfully landed on an external armor plate, began to unfold, and a large industrial-grade laser cutter poked out of its hull. The sturdy metal structure of the exterior armor is constantly sputtering sparks under the illumination of high-energy lasers. (To be continued.) )