"Attention to all departments, attention to all departments, the Trident main artillery system is activated, and the relevant personnel are in place, this is not an exercise......."

"The final inspection is completed, the whole system is normal, and the final launch preparation stage is ......"

"Energy transmission begins, and the transmit power is expected to reach its maximum value in four minutes......"

In the sound of reports one after another, the preparations for the launch of the Trident cannon are in full swing, and the imperial control personnel are busy on the control panel in front of them in an orderly manner according to the operation steps that have been practiced hundreds of times, the red, green and yellow indicator lights are flashing on and off alternately, and all kinds of complex charts, curves, and numbers are constantly changing on the screen in front of them, and the Trident main gun system is like a bow that is pulling the strings, when this bow is rounded, It's time for that deadly arrow to be launched.

At the same time, the base stationed fleet and interstellar fighters who received the order to attack rushed into space from the ports and launch channels where they were stationed, like swarms leaving the nest, and the anti-aircraft batteries in the base also pointed their guns in the direction of the anticipation of the rebels' attack, and the hedgehog-like base opened the net of annihilation, ready to deal the heaviest blow to the arrogant and unknowingly dead rebels.

"The fleet is departing, our starfighters will all be dispatched, more than a hundred fighters have left the base, and the rest of the fighters are taking off quickly, sir, do you want them to go out and intercept the rebel fleet?" An imperial official asked.

"Nope." The commander shook his head, "The rebels have an advantage in the numerical scale of the fleet and warplanes. Let's not get too far from the base so that we can get the support of the base's anti-aircraft battery fire, and if the two sides are mixed together, the Trident main gun will hurt our own people when it is fired, and the long-range attack will be handed over to the main gun, and when the rebel fleet is close to the base, our fleet and fighters will be put into attack. Let them look good. Don't break into the firing axis of the main gun yourself. ”

"Yes. Sir. The emperor went down to convey the order with sincerity.

"What about the rebel fleet, is there any new movement?" Commander Dwight asked.

"No, Commander, the rebel fleet continues to approach the base at the same course and speed, and strangely enough, the enemy attack aircraft group remains at a short distance in front of the fleet. He did not accelerate to the speed of the attack, and took the lead in launching a ground attack on our base. ”

"Hmm." The commander replied casually, in his opinion, this is not something to make a fuss about, the local fleet and the fighters are not the same as the sudden interception, maybe the rebels have some other reason, maybe they want to wait to coordinate the attack with the fleet.

Perhaps the rebels have not yet figured out how to command such a large fleet to launch an attack. He guessed maliciously. In fact, he prefers to believe that the rebels are at odds with their ability to command and coordinate their attacks, although he is amazed at what the rebels have grown and achieved over the years. He also emphasized to his subordinates that he should pay attention to the rebels, but deep in his heart and subconsciously, he still still did not completely get rid of the contempt and contempt for the rebels from his bones, and he still didn't want to believe it.

It's better if they don't come, just stay there and wait to be cleaned up by the Trident main guns one by one. He leaned back comfortably in his chair and thought that this year's turkey hunting season was unexpectedly early.

"What about the current transmit power? How many have arrived? He asked suddenly.

"Just over eighty percent, sir."

Almost, the rebel fleet is still far from the base, but if it is launched at full power, it can also inflict heavy damage on the rebel fleet at this distance.

What he, Commander Dwight, and all the controls of the Trident cannon didn't know was that just after the eighty percent of the number showing the percentage of the energy transfer system, on a device inside the Trident gun's precision system, an indicator that would normally flash green to represent normal was suddenly red......

"Sir, please indicate which target to attack?" An imperial ** official respectfully asked.

"First attack the rebel ground fast battleships, then the rebel ground space carriers." He waved his hand in a grand manner, "The target of the attack is up to you, and you are free to attack." ”

"Thank you, sir."

A red aiming circle ticked for a while, covering a green bright spot in the center of the rebel fleet.

"The target is locked."

"Open the launch port cover of the barrel of A......"

"Remove the insurance, activate the tracking device, aim at the target." The deflection mechanism of the muzzle of the barrel of the A gun rotates quietly, aiming at the target, and constantly adjusting the angle slightly as the target moves.

"The energy transfer is about to reach its maximum, the main gun firing is turned on, and the countdown to firing begins......"

An imperial official quietly placed his finger on a red launch button.

As soon as the number displayed on the "launch ......" screen reached 100 percent, Commander Dwight shouted these two words out loud, and his emotions were high,

Standing up sharply from his chair, this Trident main cannon was put into actual combat for the first time.

The finger placed on the red button pressed down hard.

...

......

............

Nothing happened and the room was quiet!

Deathly silence! There were no cheers for the expected destruction of the enemy ship, only a group of people with their mouths wide open and their bewildered and bewildered eyes.

The huge and spectacular blue pillar of light did not launch out of the muzzle of the cannon as usual, cut through the dark cosmic space, and flew towards the target, and the Trident main cannon was completely no different from usual except that the muzzle launch port cover of the A barrel had been opened, just like the failure state some time ago.

"Clermont, launch, I said launch, didn't you hear me......" It was only then that Commander Dwight's angry and slightly panicked roar echoed in the room.

Cold sweat was already breaking out on the face of the officer in charge of launch control, and he certainly did not fail to hear the commander's order, and he pressed the red button again and again, madly, but the Trident main gun remained unincomprehensibly silent.

"Get the hell out of here..... Commander rushed to the console like a whirlwind, brutally shoved the officer away, and took matters into his own hands.

Still, to no avail, the damn cannon refused to respond to his angry and desperate maneuver, and despite his repeated presses, the blue pillar of light never reappeared.

"What's going on?" He finally gave up his efforts in disappointment.

The many technicians who had been turning their heads to look at the commander woke up from a dream, turned their eyes back to their respective screens, and began to seriously look for possible causes of the commander's anger.

They quickly found the cause and found the problem, and a technician immediately reported: "Sir, the problem has been found, the problem is in the energy compensation device and buffer circuit, due to their failure, the firing energy is transmitted to the blaster in an abnormal state, and the instantaneous passing energy is too strong, exceeding the maximum bearing limit of the blaster design, resulting in damage to the main gun blaster, unable to fire energy along the barrel, sir, we can't count on this main gun for the time being, And we have to bring down the huge amount of energy that can't be emitted as soon as possible, otherwise there will soon be an energy overload, which will lead to energy overflow, and finally unimaginable consequences......."

"The energy transmission is still ongoing, and the energy level has risen rapidly, and has now reached one hundred and seventeen .......percent," another Imperial technician interrupted his colleague's report in a sudden and hurried manner.

"Activate the energy overload safety mechanism, turn off the trident system, cut off the energy transmission channel, and bring the energy level down." The commander rubbed his forehead with a headache, it seems that he has to fall into a bitter battle today, "Inform the 13th Fleet to return immediately.......

"Sir, no, the security mechanism has also failed, it doesn't work at all, we can't cut off the continued transmission of energy to the Trident system, and we can't reduce the energy level of the main gun."

"What?" It was only then that Commander Dwight realized how serious the problem would be, that the huge amount of energy could neither be launched outwards nor bring the energy level down, and that the huge amount of energy that had been used to fight the rebel fleet was now like a huge bomb, and if it exploded inside the Pearl Harbor base, it would mean .......

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, the possible consequences of the disaster were beyond his psychological tolerance, it was no longer just a matter of getting into a bitter battle, if it wasn't good, they didn't need the rebel fleet to do anything, they dug their own graves.

"There's an overflow reaction of energy, it's going to explode, Commander, what should I do?" The technician looked in horror at the red line of rising energy levels, completely out of content.

The commander himself didn't have a better way, he didn't know much less about the Trident main gun than the technician, the way was not nothing, but it would take time, and now it was too late, there was no time, the next few seconds after the energy overflowed, it was estimated that it was going to explode, and to solve this problem in just a few seconds, it was impossible.

"Is there anything else we can do to launch?" He asked as gently as he could, though he knew there was little hope, it was the only hope, otherwise an explosion would be inevitable.

"No, sir, I'm sorry......"

At this last moment, the commander's mind suddenly became extremely clear, the main gun was damaged, the maintenance components were looted, the Thirteenth Fleet was lured away, the timing of the rebel attack coincided, and the main gun failed and exploded....... This chain of events was strangely connected by an invisible chain, and although some of the questions were still unclear, he suddenly understood something.

Damn rebels!!

However, he understood too late.