Chapter 62: Through the Black Hole (Part I)
Led by the flagship TR-735, the fleet's seven transports quietly descended into the Kuiper Belt, which is densely covered with countless celestial bodies and dust, in a straight line, and gradually approached the R-N black hole located in the Kuiper ring fault channel.
According to Christine's observed patrol cycle of the Federation fighter formation, the fighter formation responsible for patrolling the area will return to the mothership after an hour to rest, and the fighter formation that takes over the patrol task will immediately depart to patrol the entire area in a clockwise direction.
It takes more than half an hour from the return of the fighter formation to the arrival of the replacement fighter formation in the R-N black hole region. And this half-hour time difference is the best time for Robin to choose to carry out the smuggling.
However, due to the relatively slow acceleration of transport ships, it usually takes half an hour to accelerate from normal speed to sub-light speed through a black hole. This makes Robin's judgment of timing extremely accurate, and the fleet must also try to get as close to the R-N black hole as possible in case it is intercepted by the pursuing fighter formation.
Therefore, after a detailed study of the Kuiper Belt chart, Borg found a shipping route with extremely complex terrain to approach the R-N black hole. Using this dense passage of countless celestial bodies, the fleet can rely on the interference of many celestial bodies to avoid being detected by the space radar of the Federation Army, and it can also get as close as possible to the R-N black hole, making the use of this half-hour time difference to the limit.
Until then, however, the fleet's primary goal was to navigate the harsh shipping conditions. Out of confidence in his piloting skills, the TR-735, as the flagship, sailed at the forefront without hesitation, and took advantage of the fact that the TR-735 was three times larger than the other ships to completely protect the other six transports.
At this moment, in the driver's seat of the bridge, Cecilia bit her lip and was engrossed in piloting the huge ship to shuttle between the celestial bodies with full concentration. The navigator, Borg, quickly analyzed the route ahead, constantly prompting Cecilia to correct the course, and at the same time, he also sent the navigation data of the TR-735 to other ships synchronously, so that the entire fleet could be consistent in the voyage and fully follow the progress of the TR-735.
But even if the synchronous navigation data of the TR-735 ship was obtained in advance, this extremely complicated route still made the captains of the ships break out in a cold sweat. Because the synchronous navigation data of the TR-735 is full of a large amount of time difference such as acceleration and deceleration, as well as the lateral use of the engine, even the difficult work that never appears in the navigation regulations of the spaceship is used a lot. If it weren't for the synchronization of the TR-735, and the fact that each ship was only one-third the size of the TR-735, this complicated route alone would have been enough to wipe out the other six transports.
And it was from this point on that the captains of the ships truly realized the absolute strength that Cecilia possessed when she was simply the captain. The juggling magic of driving skills is beyond the reach of all of them.
In addition to Cecilia's unparalleled piloting skills, when the ship encountered some obstacles that could no longer be remedied by technology, the ship's cannon crew, under the command of artillery sergeant Andy, would use rotating turrets to sweep the course and deflect the large celestial bodies, while the small celestial bodies would be directly shattered into dust fragments that could be ionized by the hull ionosphere.
Shooting small moving objects at long distances is also a challenging task at high speeds, as difficult as shooting down a high-speed space shuttle in flight. Andy would never have been able to handle such a difficult task, but since Evan was wounded and discharged from the army after the Battle of Pluto, and inspired by Aven, Andy began training himself as a devil. Now, his hand speed when rotating the turret and his advance judgment of the movement of objects have completely surpassed the main machine gunners on some frigates, and under his leadership, the artillery groups of the TR-735 ship have also rarely burst out with strong combat potential, and perfectly completed the task of clearing the route obstacles.
Finally, after 27 minutes of arduous sailing, the fleet finally crossed the most difficult voyage and hibernate in a section of the asteroid belt, waiting for the right time.
"The formation of fighter planes of the Federal Army has left the surveillance range."
In the position of the information officer on the bridge, Christine reports to Robin the data observed by the mobile tower.
"Borg, calculate the handover time of the fighter formation." Robin looked up sharply and ordered. Borg, on the other hand, immediately calculates the speed of the Federation fighter and quickly deduces the exact time when the fighter will arrive on the mothership.
"Five minutes to go."
Getting this accurate time, Robin did not hesitate to order in the fleet communication: "All ships are ready, change the formation!" ~”
As the order was given, the TR-735, which had been sailing at the front of the queue, slowed down and gave up the front position. The AT-056, which was in second position, immediately went to the front of the fleet, while the TR-735 retreated to the rear of the fleet, the rear of the fleet.
Robin made this arrangement because the TR-735 was the only armed transport ship in the fleet equipped with attack missiles and a large number of rotating batteries, and if it was intercepted by a fleet of Federation fighters, the ship's firepower of the TR-735 could buy time for the entire fleet. In addition, the F-4 space shuttle, the only one in the fleet with aerial combat capabilities, has also been put on standby, and the space shuttle pilot Angus is also in position in the space shuttle launch module, ready to attack the federal fighter formation.
With the determination to break the ship, the fleet rushed out of the asteroid belt with great courage in the moment when it was reduced to zero in five minutes and seconds. While being completely exposed to the Federation Space Radar, each ship simultaneously turned up its engines to maximum power and rushed towards the R-N black hole located in the center of the Kuiper Fault Channel.
At the same time, the formation of Federation fighters, which had just departed from the mothership, suddenly noticed seven rapidly moving unidentified light spots on the radar. Suddenly, a formation of 50 F-5 space shuttles quickly lined up attack arrows, like a school of piranhas pounced on their prey, and launched a pursuit of the TR-735 fleet in the distance.
"They're coming! ~”
While the Federation fighter formation adjusted its course and launched a pursuit, the nervous exclamations of the radar crews suddenly sounded in the bridges of the ships, and the captains of the ships who were sweating profusely gritted their teeth and blindly accelerated. As for the rest of the ship's crew, they sat in their respective cabins with pale faces and prayed desperately.
This is a race between life and death, and compared to the F-5 space shuttle with super acceleration ability, the slow-accelerating 'Catfish' transport ship is like an aging turtle. The only advantage they have is the perfect time difference, which allows them to theoretically enter the gravitational range of the black hole at the moment when the Federation fighter formation intercepts it, and as long as they do, they can win the race to their lives.
Now, except for the captains of the ships and the relevant personnel working on the engines, all the crew members in the bridge stared at the dense fifty points of light on the space radar map without blinking, and they were as motionless as if they were enchanted, allowing cold sweat to slide down their cheeks and splash on the cold work table.
Like the others, Robin struggled to control his attraction to the space radar, and his heart seemed to be grabbed as he watched the light points representing the Federation fighter formations get closer to the fleet, making it difficult for him to breathe.
In moments like these, he, like everyone else, could do nothing. All he could do was wait quietly, pinning all his hopes on Cecilia and believing that Cecilia would be able to pull off miracles.
However, he didn't know that with the 'Star Vortex' engine that has been modified by Old Jack, the TR-735 ship has a super acceleration ability that far exceeds that of ships of the same class, and if you don't consider the other ships in the fleet, the TR-735 ship with super acceleration ability can completely get out of the predicament alone. But as the captain of the flagship, Cecilia must take on the responsibility of protecting the entire fleet. Therefore, while the other captains gritted their teeth and accelerated, she could only forcibly restrain the fear in her heart and deliberately suppressed the acceleration ability of the TR-735 ship, so that the TR-735 ship always maintained its position and stayed at the rear of the fleet that could protect the ships.
As time passed, and in this long wait, the fleet was getting closer and closer to the R-N black hole. Now, everyone staying on the bridge can see with the naked eye the spectacular spatial collapse of the distant R-N black hole and the spiral halo like the outer layer, and the ship has begun to tremble violently by the strong gravitational field of the R-N black hole, and even in the nearby star field, some celestial bodies and comets that have been torn by the black hole and separated from the asteroid belt have also appeared densely in front of them, flying at high speed towards the huge black hole that can absorb everything.
"This is the ...... black hole"
Witnessing such a magnificent black hole at such a close distance was the first time in a lifetime for all on board. Even the captains who were finally running in the starry sky were making a space jump through a black hole for the first time, and when many emotions such as anticipation, fear, excitement, and confusion were mixed together, the bridge of the TR-735 suddenly lit up with a red warning light for enemy aircraft entering the attack range.
Suddenly, on the canopy in the rear, more than 50 points of light appeared abruptly like flying meteors, and the TR-735 ship at the rear of the fleet quickly approached.
(To be continued)