Chapter 247: Poplar in the Fire

"It's nonsense!" Feng Shangming slammed on the round table of the conference and reprimanded: "Immediately retreat into the underground shelter!" Hear no! Insisting on going our own way will only make us lose the last opportunity! ”

"I still stand by that."

Shi Chen hissed and retorted: "There is not much ground strength left in the Ruther District, if this Imperial fleet is allowed to land, there will be too many innocent people dying at that time!" I can't accept this heavy and cruel result! ”

"You!" Old Commander Feng still wanted to reprimand, but Shi Chen's words were like a sharp sword stuck in his heart, dripping with blood, making him a little breathless.

In the command hall, there was silence, and everyone looked at the giant who had risen from purgatory on the screen with complicated eyes, all shocked by Shi Chen's choice and ability to withstand pain.

They all knew about the Apostle of War, the neural link between the pilot and the biological organism is one, and looking at the body covered with fiery red craters, one can imagine what kind of cruel and terrible torture and suffering the other party is going through.

And even so, the other side still refused to withdraw from that dangerous position.

But reason told them that the STL low-earth orbit sniper operation plan had ended, they had successfully completed the B plan, and the next bombardment of the Sirius, the Ruther command hall would be turned into a sea of fire, and if they stayed here, they would definitely die.

"We still have a chance!" Everyone saw that under the giant who had risen, the front of the LOIC particle railgun was still intact.

It turned out that the reason why Shi Chen did not choose to avoid the underground directly through the emergency passage was not because of any mechanical failure, but because Shi Chen chose to stay, using himself, the body of the War Apostle, to firmly protect himself as the only means and equipment for counterattack.

But even so, Shi Chen's whimsical proposal already had many problems and constraints.

It was in this brief silence. Su Yecana's voice suddenly sounded in the communication frequency: "I agree with Captain Shi's proposal, the particle railgun as the core of the operation can still be used, and the existing conditions may not be as desperate as we imagined." ”

Suyecanna's judgment was like the last straw pressed on the ideological scale, and all the officers in the command hall who were originally struggling and hesitant were all in good spirits.

Because they saw on the screen on one side that behind the wall of Suberyn, which had melted most of it, hundreds of engineering vehicles were facing the harsh environment of more than 70 degrees Celsius in the air, withstanding the artillery fire that kept leaking from the sky, carrying gravel, and combing the superconducting lines under the channel platform.

Under the scorching gaze of everyone's hope, Feng Shangming stared at the Ruser workers on the screen who were constantly buried in the flames of artillery fire but still did not hesitate. His eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Check the extent of damage to the project!" ”

"Yes! Sir! ”

"Three nuclear reactors are in place, and the spill of radiation contamination is still under control."

"In addition to the large-scale meltdown of the superconducting line at Suborion, 63.14% of the other underground lines are intact, and the surface engineering team is carrying out emergency maintenance on the melted part, and it is expected to maintain one-third of the original equivalent output after the repair is completed."

"What's the status of the LOIC particle railgun?"

"The outer alloy armor has melted slightly, but the cooling of the gun body has been basically completed under the emergency brake cooling system, and the next shot can be carried out!"

Commander Feng Shangming's gaze finally brightened and determined again, all of this. In the eyes of the absolutely rational old army commander Feng, it was simply a miracle.

If there is a problem in any of these links, then Shi Chen's proposal will be reduced to a castle in the air, but he knows it. The most important of these is probably because Shi Chen did not choose to obey the order, leaving behind the heavy cannon body and avoiding the ground, and the huge body of the War Apostle blocked most of the strength. Otherwise, the superconducting lines in Suberyon would not have been partially melted down.

Although he hated the soldiers who did not obey orders on the battlefield, this time, he sincerely thanked Shi Chen for his disobedience. Otherwise, he will become a sinner for the ages of the Federation.

He took a deep breath, "Recharge the Particle Orbital Run!" Fast! ”

"Particle compression acceleration!"

"The units of the equipment are being calibrated!"

The black mecha stepped on the crimson and charred ground, and kept firing particle interference bombs into the sky.

In the cockpit, Su Yecang, who was wearing a black blindfold, secretly looked at the war apostle who was half-crouching on the ground, and said to Shi Chen in the communicator:

"Remember when we talked about fate? It seems that your luck is not as bad as you imagined, let it go, although this time it is your proposal, but in the end it is our own choice, and there is no need to have too much psychological burden. Gambling with our lives on a victory is an ordinary choice for us front-line soldiers. ”

"Maybe."

I don't know if it's because of the excess of nerve links, Shi Chen only felt that his vocal cords were burning, and the sound he spit out was like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing.

He looked at the black spots under his feet that couldn't help but avoid firing in the sky, and suddenly laughed a little reluctantly: "I just didn't expect that under this terrifying impact, you didn't die." ”

"Thanks to you, the emergency escape passage is blocked tightly enough."

The other party's pun of reproach made Shi Chen's smile brighter, but just as he was about to carry the charged cannon body again, his pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinpoint.

I saw that the frigates in the night dome that were originally carrying out a covering bombardment of the Ruther area seemed to have received someone's order, and they all shot in his direction!

If the previous scattering was just rain hitting the plantains, then at this moment, those falling flames converged into a crimson turbulence!

Shi Chen instinctively raised his hands to make a cross seal to protect his head.

There was a sharp pain, as if the hands were pressed against the reddened soldering iron, and it was as if countless insects were gnawing at their own flesh!

Shi Chen let out a painful roar again, and the corners of his eyes were torn apart from the great pain.

But he couldn't retreat at the moment, he couldn't avoid it, and he even had to spread the attack surface as much as possible, because behind him, there were hundreds of workers and Blackstone pilots who were repairing and maintaining the line for him!

Because the upper part of Suborion had completely melted, the War Apostle who had lost the protection of the dome was under this dense blow, and the super-solid alloy armor began to turn red and deformed, and then began to shatter and disintegrate, revealing the charred flesh under the armor, and the flesh and blood were scattered, revealing the white bones under it, and the white bones were forged by the fire, and they also began to become charred!

"Hong Jian, this damn old fox!"

In the underground command room, the eyes of the Ruther officers showed despair again, some female officers couldn't bear to see the picture of Shi Chen being forged by artillery fire, and turned their heads, and even a female affairs officer covered her face and cried bitterly.

Seeing the situation suddenly worsening again, Feng Shangming's palm held blood stains again, and when he was hesitating and struggling, Shi Chen's roar like a wounded beast sounded on the communication channel:

"Command! I need fire cover! ”

Feng Shangming ordered: "Immediately call all the remaining air defense facilities!" ”

However, there was silence in the command hall.

"Commander, our anti-aircraft firepower has been completely exhausted in the previous fire support"

"The anti-aircraft batteries in the Western District have all fallen!"

Feng Shangming, who had been trying not to show any negative emotions in front of his subordinates, finally pulled his gray hair in pain, his originally straight body seemed to be rickety, he raised his hand and ordered in the communication channel: "All staff, prepare to withdraw"

However, before his words could be fully settled, an exclamation suddenly came from the command hall.

"Is it?" Feng Shangming raised his head in disbelief.

In the position of the Suborion Wall, Shi Chen, who was already close to collapse, suddenly felt that his pressure had dropped sharply, and he thought that the fire support of the headquarters had played a role, so he slowly raised his head, and his pupils, which were originally constricted by pain and pressure, suddenly slowly expanded, revealing a look of shock and dismay, and shouted in a lost voice:

"Isha!"

I saw that under the originally empty night dome, the Topol, which was originally only in the stealth mode in low-earth orbit to observe and calibrate the azimuth coordinates of the enemy ship, emerged from the stealth mode on its own at some point, and fell from the mottled clouds, and remained in the sky above the Suborion position, at an oblique angle towards the night sky, pouring its own little firepower, like a dim dawn in the dark night sky.

As the royal battleship of the Elizabethan royal family, the Topol advance ship far surpasses the advance ship of the same type in terms of firepower and defense, but even so, it still can't compete with the battleship head-on, not to mention that there are six frigates in the night sky that are not weak.

Under the joint bombardment of the seven Imperial warships, although the Topol released all the particle interference bombs for the first time, it was still blocked by countless cannonballs, smashing into her brilliant hull like a work of art, constantly bursting with dazzling flames, like a poplar tree that is still high and strong in the calcination of the flames, and is about to fall. (To be continued......)