In front of the porthole of the command bay of the Beowulf, Ludwig, who was standing with his hands in his hands, was surprised to find that the Four Seasons cruise ship below suddenly began to flicker with light and shadow, and the huge dream ship suddenly became bizarre. Winkler had given him a loud warning.

"Not good, my lord, a large-scale anomalous energy reading has been detected, and it has now reached the level of a strategic weapon."

"Anomalous energy? What energy? Ludwig leaned forward in shock, his hands couldn't help but stick to the porthole screen, under him, the colorful light and shadow escaped in all directions like countless playful petal fairies, and in the gradually dissipating shadows, a huge black battleship revealed a hideous figure, she looked a whole circle smaller than the Four Seasons cruise ship, but she was still a giant beast in the sky, the highest level of the silver alliance military ship.

"City in the Clouds!" Ludwig blurted out the silver emblem on the bridge of the battleship that he was no longer familiar with.

It's a damn hologram generator! They must have dismantled all the modules inside the two domes of the Four Seasons, and then created an illusion of invulnerability outside the captured battleship! Trap, it's all a trap! Their target is the stealth ship, and their target has always been the Beowulf!

Worthy of the title of the unborn genius commander of the Mostima 'Taihang' Military Academy, his mind was racing at this time, and he had a complete insight into all this in front of him in the blink of an eye.

At the same moment, Winkler's voice sounded from behind again.

"My lord, multiple threats have been detected, six, nine, ten...... Twenty-four...... There are too many, my ship has been completely locked! ”

"Charged Shield! Peak 100! Start your regular engine! The polarizer is fully open! Invisible! I want to be invisible! Ludwig tried to keep his composure, trying to keep his panic in check, but his voice was visibly trembling as he spoke.

Just as his words fell, at this time, the City in the Clouds on the ground had already begun to launch a long-planned attack, with 40 'Miaoshen' cannons on one side of the ship, all 7 'Turak' railguns, 14 'Salman' torpedo launchers, and even dozens of 'Scarlett' 7 close-range particle beam cannons used to defend against the attack of the destroyer, they fired almost at the same time, and the huge reaction force caused an unrivaled wave of air under the city in the clouds, and then rolled countless sand and gravel in a ring to surging in all directions.

The artillery fire below was like clusters of strange flowers blooming in front of you, and they were so vivid and gorgeous that Sylm was already in great fear. Ludwig suddenly experienced a strange beauty.

He had been standing still in front of the porthole, and in an instant, the ubiquitous swift attack made his body like an autumn leaf swept by a strong wind, and he fell uncontrollably to the metal floor in a tremble, at this time the air flowed out, sparks were everywhere, and the strong concussion made the previously spotless command cabin a mess.

Ludwig struggled to his feet and straightened up, staring desperately out of the porthole, watching the invisible shield in front of him, which had been reduced to twenty percent by his stupidity, turn a terrible crimson in an instant by countless wanton explosions.

"The shield charge program is complete, my lord, but fully charged...... We need two minutes. "Tim. Winkler clung to the armrest next to the tactical table, his forehead cut by a splash of metal, blood gushing and despair, but he still faithfully held on to his duty.

The first round of artillery fire had just been completed, and the second round of spearhead fire had already begun, because of the difference in charging time and gunner's proficiency, there was a situation in which artillery fire came and went.

And if the coordinated attack just now is compared to a roar from the Hell Demon King, this round of attacks is like a series of requiems played by the Angel of Death himself.

Sylm. Ludwig had nothing to say at the moment, he stood straight by the porthole, his eyes greedily fixed on the petals that bloomed one after another at his feet, he gently tugged at the hem of his shirt that had been crumpled by the fall, and then put his still trembling hands behind him.

"." He couldn't help but smile bitterly at the corners of his mouth as he looked at the particle-based shells that were coming one after another.

In the next moment, the Minotaur's premier battlefield commander, the second man of the True Guard Company, along with the elite he had recruited and cultivated for many years, was surrounded by a blast that was even hotter than the fire of purgatory; At this time, the porthole melted, the cabin disintegrated, and in a short and terrifying scream, the command module connecting the core of the spacecraft was hit by several shells one after another, bursting and scattering, turning into a rain of flowers scattered in the sky.

The continuous bombardment did not stop so far, and the Beowulf, who had lost all its shields, was under full fire on this first-class battleship, and it lasted less than tens of seconds before it became a firebird riddled with holes, and then her anti-gravity engine was hit and damaged, so it fell from the sky with a large number of spurting flames, and the huge hull of the falling ship and the churning flames that rushed in the face swallowed up many of the True Guard mercenaries who were originally preparing to enter the Four Seasons to launch an offensive under it.

Many mercenaries covered in fire danced with their hands and feet, screaming and rolling in the sand, while the survivors next to them helped to fight together; After the Beowulf was shot down, the mercenaries were demoralized, they could no longer care about any tasks, let alone organize any decent counterattacks, some of the alien mercenaries had begun to flee in the vast sea of sand, and the others were stunned to see the surging and burning command ship, unable to imagine the unexpected reversal of the situation in front of them.

"Great job, it's really clever to open the phase field early, Akatori, but I want to ask you for these dead warriors, why did you make us wait so long!?"

"What bullshit synergy, you don't see that they barely open their shields? And how much time did we delay you? Even a few shots can achieve the effect......"

"I don't care what you order, don't fight with me about this set of silver alliances. There are so many sons who have died, even if Feng Xiao came in person, I will scold me correctly! You wait, when you're done, you must come up and peel off your skin! ”

Seeing that the curtain fell, Han Sanzu turned on the communicator and began to complain loudly to the righteous brothers in charge of the second phase of the plan in the battleship Cloud City. Designed by Lu Ying, modified by Win Phoenix, he and 'Fierce Bird' Isaac. Operation Tanuki carried out by Akatori and his subordinates has now entered the final stage.

Although from the very beginning, he and Akatori estimated that this battle would inevitably sacrifice a lot, and asked Ying Fengxiao to change the plan, but was firmly vetoed by the boat queen.

Out of loyalty to her, he had to carry it out, but for the result of taking hundreds of lives now, Han Sanzu still felt that it was not worth it until this time.