Volume 7 Chapter 54 Damn bastard, no one knows how many asteroids there are in the Smoky Lake Barrier Zone. Billions, tens of billions, hundreds of billions, trillions In this star field, some of these so-called asteroids, thousands of kilometers in diameter, and some of them are just stones the size of a fingernail. They floated densely in the void, spinning, tumbling, colliding with each other from time to time.

Dust and gases, finer than them, permeate them, envelop them, and obscure space. It's like a dense fog that can't be melted into the mountains and forests.

The tranquility was shattered.

In the asteroid belt, steel warships are like wolves running and chasing in the jungle, speeding in the gaps between the stars. A hard bow that knocks and shatters countless rocks that can't be avoided.

The black battleship is on the run, and the iron-gray battleship is chasing. The dense energy cannon light cluster, like the heavenly fire meteor of the doomsday, roared in the void of the planets, countless asteroids were swallowed by this tide of light, and the larger ones were penetrated and shattered. The two fleets, which fled and pursued, were only 8,000 kilometers apart.

This is not because the Fyan B15 fleet is slow. The reason why the distance is getting closer and closer is very simple - Seuss is an A-class fleet!

In addition to the fact that more than twice the size of the Fyan fleet can be used by the Souss fleet to outflank the Souss fleet on a large scale, they also use the most powerful combat unit in this complex airspace - space carriers!

"Boom!"

In the violent trembling of the battleship Black Tulip, a sword of imperial power space fighter flew through the portside porthole of the bridge and rolled in the air, taking advantage of the cover of an asteroid with a diameter of hundreds of meters. Dodge the ship's rotating turret, a chain of energy that swoops through the belly of another Shark-class cruiser. Disappear.

The huge command room is in shambles. On the central computer, the alarm sounded sharply. On the section of the battleship, the damaged parts flashed red at a rapid pace, and hundreds of staff officers and officers were stumbling back and forth, clutching the communicator and yelling loudly, and tapping the keyboard to frantically toggle the control switch.

Samon could no longer sit in the conductor's seat.

Now he has taken off his hat and his collar has been ripped open. The tightly pursed lips made his chin even more abrupt.

In front of the center console, the flickering red light of the damage management control system reflected on his face, flickering on and off.

Samon didn't expect the situation to turn out like this. Now the B15 fleet, like a rat in a water pipe, can only desperately jump forward. What ambushes, what detours. Whatever change of direction was pursued by the Seuss fleet behind him, and turned into a daydream fantasy.

The fleet's Skynet coordination system is close to being paralyzed, and the other warships behind it are just trained on weekdays to keep them from falling behind. Every battleship was wounded. The detection range of the radar system has shrunk to a very small area, and the ship's Skynet system, showing the ship's losses, has exceeded 20 percent!

Under the attack of those fly-like fighters, relatively clumsy warships are in this dangerous airspace. There was no way to fight back. The current scanning and control range of the fire control radar is simply not enough to control the rotating turret to hit the suss space battleship scurrying through the asteroid field. And manual operation is like a blind man beating a fly!

"How long will it take to reach the Oasis airspace?" Samon hissed. At the same time as he questioned, Skynet revealed that another destroyer had been destroyed by the Seuss fleet.

"Three minutes!" Navigator Three, covered in sweat, replied.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the energy shield outside the battleship's porthole had turned pale red. Shake violently. Samon clung to the back of the navigator's seat in front of him. to avoid the embarrassment of falling.

The radar of the enemy shows that this time. Or the masterpiece of the Seuss fighter. Like a petrel, it shuttled through the ship, and I don't know when, it flew back again. A missile was delivered to the starboard side of the Black Tulip.

On the sub-screen of Skynet, in the gridded rotating turret sight glasses, you can only see countless energy cannonballs passing behind it, as if seeing it off, following it into the distance. In the red and white energy cannon light network, it quickly turned into a small dot, like an iron-gray bat, blending into the group of flying fighters and disappearing. "General!" A staff officer turned his head from the Skynet coordination system computer: "The thrusters of the battleship Pars have been destroyed!" ”

"Damn!!" Samon only felt as if someone had knocked him on the head, and Venus was rising.

The Pals battleship is an A-class battleship in the Unicorn-class battleships, from the ship structure to the weapon system, propulsion system, electronic system and other system equipment, it is far higher than the other Unicorn-class battleships of the B15, and the Black Tulip is ranked at the top of the fleet together with the Black Tulip as a sister ship, and it is the most important combat power of the B15 fleet!

Unexpectedly, this battleship, which has only been in service for three months, has not yet fought a serious battle, so it will be explained here! For the B15 fleet, it is tantamount to adding insult to injury.

Samon swooped down in front of the console, and through the battleship's optical binoculars, he could see the ground for the last time as it turned the Pals, surrounded by warplanes and space mechs.

When the battleship swept past an asteroid with a diameter of two kilometers and sank rapidly, the view was blocked by the floating asteroid in the picture.

The capture of the Pars, which allowed the losses of the B15 fleet, quickly rose by eight percentage points.

"Your Excellency, there is still a minute and a half to reach the Oasis airspace." Samon's adjutant said anxiously: "We must find a way to get rid of the Suss fleet, they are too tightly entangled, and when we enter the airspace of the oasis, we can only pull a distance of less than three thousand kilometers at most, and there is no way to turn around, let alone make a jump." ”

Samon raced to his computer as he deduced what the fleet could do once it reached the Oasis airspace

However, no matter how you deduce it, you can't get out of the current predicament. The plans in my head were rejected one by one. The staff officers of the War Department make ground battle plans every five minutes, and they are all rubbish!

"How can I escape?!" Beads of sweat were already on the tip of Samon's nose. The current situation. It was beyond his control, making him feel powerless.

"You can't run away like this anymore." A staff officer stood up nervously and suddenly: "We have lost nearly thirty percent of our troops. The main gun, which can be located in the bow of the ship, has not fired a single shot! General, turn back to the battle. In the obstacle zone, we will fight to suffer some losses, and we can still occupy the terrain advantage, and we can still hold them back, as long as we wait for the Chakner fleet"

Samon looked coldly at the staff officer who almost pointed his nose at and reprimanded him. The fleet has reached the point of falling apart, between life and death. No matter how difficult it is to cross the earth and the earth, it can be crossed, let alone the difference between the top and the bottom. The losses suffered by the B15 fleet, the situation and the bleak future at the moment, made the staff officer forget his own identity.

Samon looked around, and the staff officers avoided him. He clearly saw that there was a hint of humiliation and disdain in their eyes. No one can accept the fact that they were being eaten away by the enemy while fleeing. They are Feiyang soldiers, Feiyang soldiers who have always been proud. How many years. The army in which they served, with a two-headed griffon banner, roamed the universe and made all enemies tremble and submit.

Samon suddenly laughed, and he wanted to slap the staff officer in front of him in the face and tell him that this was war, a cosmic war!

In this war. Feiyang is not invincible!

Why did Hastings use all kinds of means to force other countries and Western Covenant to fight hard, why did Fei Yang only send two mixed fleets to participate in the war in the Southeast Star Domain, and finally watched the Southeast Star Domain be lost, and why did Carolina, who formed the Mars Front, only get an armored division and a B-class fleet as a team?

There is only one reason - Fei Yang, which is definitely not as powerful as people think.

But. Samon knew he couldn't do it himself.

In addition to those high-sounding reasons, the biggest culprit in the current situation is himself.

If he hadn't been so troubled at the beginning, the B15 fleet could have collided with the Souss fleet! A B-class fleet defeats an A-class fleet. It's not impossible.

But. Because of a small idea of competing for merit, I became hesitant and unconfident. From knowing about the existence of the Seuss fleet. It is not the position of a soldier who stands on his own. Thinking about how to escape. The moment he saw the appearance of the Seuss fleet, he almost subconsciously gave the order to flee. It is normal that these staff officers cannot accept this humiliating defeat.

Everything should be baptized by war, including selfishness, greed, cowardice, jealousy, malice, stupidity, and inferiority. Samon laughed and thought that if all these negative factors could not be ennobled by the baptism of war, then they should become more despicable!

There is no turning back on me, so I can only keep going. In its own name, in the name of the Republic of Fiyan.

Samon stared at the coordinates on the interstellar map, Zhang Pengcheng said, turned his head, and looked around at everyone around him.

"This is a protracted war, and this waterway is too important for the Republic of Fiyan. You have a more important mission to accomplish than to throw your life here so easily. Our fleet is a flag planted here by Feiyang, and we cannot fall until more of our fleet pours here! ”

A noble and holy smile appeared on Samon's face: "Even if I go to hell, even if I leave a stench for 10,000 years, I will complete my mission!" The Chuckner people have made a wrong judgment, and I am going to take you and climb out of this trap! "Twenty-nine bandit warships hidden in the vast universe are quietly levitating.

Hiding yourself in this deep and endless universe, as if you are one with the universe, is a wonderful experience for the bandit soldiers on the battleship.

The portholes of the battleship have been closed, as have the energy shields and ion thrusters so that a trace of light source does not disturb the optical polarimeter. The battleship relied only on the old jet steering thrusters loaded to adjust the ship's attitude.

Judging from the footage taken by the electronic cameras all over the ship, the surroundings were empty. Although he knew that the other bandit warships were around him, the endless starry sky would still make people lose their eyes in the gaze, are they still there, will they really disappear?

Behind him, there is the smoky lake nebula.

Nebulae reflect the light of distant stars. Countless asteroids, large and small, are suspended, tumbling, and moving in this dust gas. They obscure all vision. No one knows how the battle is going in the vast inner airspace of this nebula. Under the calm appearance of the smoke lake, what kind of turbulent waves are wrapped.

"Hasn't the No. 3 reconnaissance ship arrived in the Oasis airspace yet?" The fat man restlessly played with the beautiful woman on the computer. In the upper half of the screen, there is a road map, representing the green cursor of the Seuss Transport Fleet, which is following the projected route, little by little, towards the exit of the barrier zone to the 1851 system.

"It should be almost there." Fang Xiang, who was sitting next to the fat man and watching this guy quickly connect the three-dimensional image of the beautiful woman without thinking, was dazzled and fascinated by his super fast technique.

In the ship, some of the staff officers were chatting, some were doing deduction and confrontation, and some were dozing off. Everyone was bored, tacitly avoiding the battle that was taking place in the Smoky Lake Nebula.

"How did you do that?" Looking at the fat man scribbling the last two stereoscopic photos, Fang Xiang really couldn't help it, in her opinion, it was very difficult to distinguish these photos of beautiful women with extremely similar backgrounds, clothes and appearances, skin tones, and hairstyles. But the fat man was able to find the same two photos without the slightest pause, which is really amazing.

"What?" The fat man was a little distracted: "This? ”

"yes!" Fang Xiang nodded: "I'm dazzled just by looking at these photos, you can pass the level at such a fast speed, do you have any tricks?" ”

"Secret!" The fat man continued his usual logic of looking for death: "I won't tell you!" ”

"You" Fang Xiang glared at the fat man, angry and funny, this guy is simply a bastard who is born to make people angry.

"What secret" Carl on the side scoffed, and the other party said incense: "This guy looks at the measurements!" ”

Fang Xiang was stunned for a moment, his face suddenly turned red, and he said, "There is also the same one in Sanwei." "He stripped it with his eyes! The specific size can be accurate to the millimeter" Carl was indignant: "***, I can't learn!" ”

Fang Xiang turned his head and saw the fat man's gaze wandering over him.

"Death to nymphomaniac!"

Fang Xiang, who was covered with goosebumps, stomped on the fat man's feet with his high heels.

"Unjust"

"General, the Souss transport fleet has passed through the tail line of the third section of the obstacle zone, which is 10,000 kilometers away from us, and it is estimated that there will be three minutes to arrive at the ambush area."

Amid the fat man's wail, the intelligence liaison officer in front of the center console reported.

"General, the signal from the No. 3 reconnaissance ship" Another staff officer's somewhat trembling voice followed: "Look at it"

The fat man and Fang Xiang quickly looked at the shared screen of the reconnaissance ship flashing on the command platform.

As soon as he looked at the picture, the fat man only felt a wave of anger, which suddenly surged up from the bottom of his heart, mixed with blood and rushed to his brain - on the picture, the Feiyan fleet was preparing to jump, and behind them, there was the swarming Seuss fleet, and between them and the Seuss fleet was the Chacner 1201 fleet that had just finished the jump!

Samon, you damn bastard! It's up to everyone where they stand. Whether you have a monthly pass or not, click on it at the monthly pass. In addition, this chapter is still a debt.