Chapter Forty-Nine: Loyal Gang Jumpers and Ramming
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A few days later.
Outside of Kars V, the naval fleet on a transport mission suddenly detected the approaching rebel fleet.
Three battle barges, four Tempest-class frigates.
This is all the warships of the rebel fleet, there are not many of them, but in terms of quality, they are definitely much stronger than the small warships that the merchant ships have converted.
In the bridge of Battleship One, Hera stood with her hands in her hands and looked at the enemy warship detected on the screen, while others shuttled back and forth on the bridge, coordinating the crew of the various parts of the battleship and preparing for the next battle.
At the same time, Hera was also engaged in a pre-war meeting with the captains of other warships.
"Everyone fights on their own, getting as close as possible and ramming the enemy ship."
"The goal is twofold."
"One, let the Cast Saint Warrior fight in a gang-jumping battle."
"Two, ram the enemy ship and damage the power facilities of the enemy ship, so that it cannot bypass us to support Karsk V."
"If necessary, self-destruct to achieve the above objectives, otherwise even if there is only one enemy ship to Karsk-5, the ground forces will be in big trouble."
Hera calmly recounted her strategy.
Just then, the hatch to the bridge opened, and Carl stepped onto the bridge.
"For the sake of the god of all machines! For the sake of the Prophet! We are not afraid of death. β
"If the enemy can attack the ground forces, it must be that the thirteenth battleship has already been killed!"
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"Hera, are you crazy? Do you really think you're the commander of the Saint Forge Navy? β
Almost all of the captains expressed a death-defying attitude, with the exception of one person.
That was the captain of the second battleship, to be precise, the temporary captain, because he was born in the Imperial Navy like Hera, he was hired by Chen Mo to serve as the captain of a battleship.
"Captain Two, speak your mind." Hera glanced at the screen and ordered with a blank face.
"We're all small ships, you know?"
"The battle barges are all bigger than us, and you still ram the enemy? Why don't you just stuff us into a torpedo and crush the enemy? β
"We are caravan personnel loyal to Arya, not the ...... of the Holy Army's navy."
Hearing this, Hera turned to look at Karl.
Karl nodded, and then gave an order to his subordinates: "Holy Forge Warrior on the second battleship, perform your second duty. β
"Yes!" A determined response was heard in the communication channel, followed by a banging gunshot.
Each ship has a Saint Forge Warrior, and these Saint Forge veterans have a second duty in addition to gang jumping and supervising the battleship's operations.
"I hope you don't run away, or I'll be on a second duty too." Karl warned coldly.
"I won't, I was a kid who didn't have the power to decide the last time I ran away, and this time I'm a general, I won't run away, and I won't allow anyone else to escape." Hera stared at the deep space outside the battleship, and said in a resolute tone, "Dying on the battleship is the best ending for me. β
"......" Karl looked at Hera with complicated eyes, he didn't know what this woman had experienced in the past, but he could see through his electronic eyes that Hera's death was not pretended.
Hera's mood was very calm, as if she wasn't going to fight.
"Looks like I don't have to supervise you." Karl turned and left, "I'll go to the torpedo." β
Hera nodded silently, and then gave an order to the entire fleet: "Don't wait for the enemy to rush over, take the initiative to rush over, and find the enemy ship you want to attack on your own!" β
Twenty warships charged the rebel fleet.
These so-called warships were originally modified from merchant ships, and they didn't even have a Void Shield, but they had the advantage of being quick and dexterous.
However, this ship is a ship, and it is impossible to dodge attacks by pure maneuver like a fighter jet.
When the Forge Saint fleet charged, all the ships of the rebel fleet came sideways and began shelling.
The crews of the rebel fleets were divided over whether or not to rebel in the early days, and serious conflicts broke out within the fleet, and although the crew of the Flame Angels was victorious, the lack of crew also affected the ships.
Not all of the guns in those ships could fire.
There are even some more serious effects.
As the battleship was moving at full speed, Hera saw one of the guns of one of the enemy Tempest-class frigates suddenly twist and shoot at the friendly battle barge.
Then the cannon stopped, and when it reacted again, it had slowly turned around and aimed at Hera's battleship.
Hera, who had lived on ships since she was a child, could guess what was going on in those ships.
Perhaps the frigate had a loyal crew in the ship that was fighting guerrillas, and then they knew that the rebel fleet was now fighting, so they rushed out to seize control of a gun, but they were annihilated by the rebel crew after just one shot.
The interior space of a battleship is not small, and the captain of some large battleships himself does not know how many crew members are on the battleship.
Rumble!
A roar woke Hera from her thoughts.
The first battleship had just been hit by enemy shelling, and the part above the battleship's ramming horn had been opened.
Hera could see the crew at the top being sucked straight into space, corpses floating along with fragments of the battleship.
Hera's face flashed with a hint of disappointment, and there was even a girl she knew in the crew who had impressed Hera with her determination to become the captain of the ship.
But Hera is not Sophia, and unlike her boss's naΓ―ve sister, she understands that there are only two paths for all people in this galaxy, and that is to fight to the death, or be burned to death by the enemy.
In Hera's gaze, one after another battleships were hit by shelling in rounds of shelling, and either continued to move forward without major problems, or were directly beaten to pieces.
The remaining battleships eventually approached the enemy ships.
"Launch the boarding torpedo!" Hera decisively ordered.
The order was immediately communicated and executed, and the boarding torpedo with the Cast Saint Warrior was immediately fired.
The same is true for other warships.
A large number of torpedoes were fired at different enemy ships, but they were also intercepted by close fire forces, and one by one the torpedoes equipped with Cast Saints were directly exploded.
But just like the battleships that rushed towards the enemy ships, there were still many boarding torpedoes that survived and penetrated into the enemy ships.
Soon the battleships also collided with the enemy ships.
Hera's ship crashed into the stern of a battle barge, which was knocked backwards and moved forward.
"Shoot the enemy ship!" Hera ordered.
The only few guns on the battleship opened fire on the battle barge and opened a few holes, and the front of the battle barge was also deflected backwards.
Immediately after that, another battleship crashed into the front of the battle barge.
In addition to the battle barge in front of them, the rest of the enemy ships were also rammed one after another.
However, the size of the battleship converted from merchant ship is too small after all, and even if the collision can deviate the enemy ship, its own structure will be seriously damaged.
A large number of rebel soldiers poured into the hull along the gap.
"Everybody fight with me!" Hera pulled out the pistol at her waist and was the first to step out of the bridge.