"AWACS aircraft and mobile radars were all sniped?"

Freya, who commanded her men to hunt the Endeavour, confirmed loudly, Captain Spee on the communication interface maintaining a dignified expression, but the sullen tone revealed his true mood.

"It seems that the Banshee's inductive reflex component was used to snipe at each crew at the same time, although there were no casualties, but it could not be repaired in a short time, and then it could only rely on the warship's radar to navigate and seek the enemy. ”

For a moment, the feeling of suffocation weighed on Freya's heart.

Unbelievable.

From the time Caspar entered the battlefield to the time when all mobile radars were destroyed, it was only 5 minutes and 14 seconds.

It's only been five minutes—

No, it's not.

Freya didn't get to witness the battle all the time, but she knew how fierce it was through the guò communication network and the intermittent reflections she had captured from her own machine. In five minutes, two unicorn-type MDSs that can easily cross the wall of sound are engaged in a battle with all their strength, skill, and strategy, as if all the karma, learning, and confusion since they met have been condensed into five minutes of continuous spreading overwhelming violence.

After 5 minutes and 14 seconds, the results of the battle were announced in the form of sniper attacks on various mobile radars.

According to the relayed battle report, Roland seemed to have used the inductive reflex component to distort Caspar's attack at the last minute, sniping at the lurking mobile radars everywhere - which sounded incredible, but Freya accepted it.

If it's Roland, if it's the unicorn, this miracle is not impossible.

The only surprise was that Caspar would actually let Roland intervene in the inductive reflex component, and he was still in a state of destruction mode.

"Mentally, is Roland still too fragile when it comes to it......

Despite her mixed feelings about this fatalistic battle, the changes that the outcome of the battle brought to the entire battlefield left Freya with no more time to sigh.

Frankly. The odds of the Defence Force are faltering.

In this operation, the biggest advantage of the defense force is undoubtedly the one-way transparency of battlefield information and flexible command and response, and the basis of these advantages is its unique C4ISR system.

Command, Control, Communication, computer, Intelligence, Surveillance, and Reconnaissance -- C4ISR is a set of automated command systems pioneered and developed by the US military. If this system is compared to the human body, then its composition should include the following parts:

"Nerve center" — the chain of command.

"Hands and feet" — control zhì system.

"Neural veins" — communication systems.

"Brain" — electronic computer system.

"Eyes and ears" — intelligence, surveillance, reconnaissance systems.

The Defense Force's C4ISR system is far less complete than that of the U.S. military in another world, such as satellite navigation, reconnaissance, and communication networks covering the whole world. The industries and resources that support the entire system are not available to the elf camp. But at the design level, the two sides are completely identical, so the weaknesses are not much different - because of the interlocking connection, if one link in the system is broken, the whole system can be paralyzed.

Especially in the complex environment of the foggy reef airspace, without the guidance of the "Eye of the Fleet", the Deflinger-class has a huge body and armor, but it may even make a U-turn or turn and run into the reef, let alone play hide and seek with a small ship like the Endeavour.

"Induction Cannon ——!!"

Freya couldn't help but cry out. Flashes of light flashed from under the shoulders and skirts, and the 12 funnel-shaped induction turrets absorbed the thoughts of their masters, outflanking the isolated boat from different angles like hounds.

The sniper target is the rudder and elevator.

As if hallucination, but also like touch, the "wind" with various intentions and thoughts blows from the Endeavour, in which there is anxiety, fear, perseverance and youthfulness. If you feel the rhythm of the opponent and predict the enemy's movements-

Young and vigorous?

The moment of rumination. Freya noticed that the corners of her mouth were curling upwards with a slight bitterness. Will you report this word with a wry smile, is it a symbol of your transformation into a mature woman, or is it a reflex with some kind of flaw?

Leaving her feelings behind her in the blink of an eye, Freya concentrated on letting the sensor cannon take over the firing position.

As an ironclad ship, the Endeavour is much stronger than the wooden battleships that are just a little bit old, but that's only for the wooden battleships. In front of the beam weapon. There is not much difference between wood and iron plates, which can be evaporated in the blink of an eye. This weapon is too powerful for capture-oriented operations. Therefore, the initial stage of the operation is to use a large number of MDS to cooperate with the warship to attack with live ammunition, so as to reduce the combat and navigation capabilities of the target as much as possible. Prompt its surrender. However, due to the failure to grasp the target's ammunition depot and engine room, which could lead to the sinking of the battleship, the attack team's movement was inevitably restricted, and the battle dragged on for a long time.

Under normal circumstances, this is not a big deal, as long as the constant fire output is maintained. In the state of the Endeavour that has not yet been fully tested and prepared, it is only a matter of time before it breaks down due to mechanical breakdowns while accumulating damage shocks while continuing to sail at full capacity. But now that we have lost our ears and eyes, continuing to procrastinate will only make things go in an unpredictable direction.

Thin beams of light pressed from all sides converged around the Endeavour, and a second later, flames and smoke erupted from the wings.

Without further pursuit, nor stepping forward to command the suppression, the nightingale's head suddenly lifted, and the light released by the one-eyed made the bright red body look particularly hideous.

"Is it already here......

Muttering words of incomprehensible meaning, the sensor cannon that had surrounded the Endeavour rushed upwards together, followed by the red nightingale.

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The war situation is unfavorable.

The comparison of forces, the battlefield situation, the fatigue of our soldiers, and the wear and tear of the Endeavour parts - after condensing the above numbers, the whole situation can be summed up by "overwhelmingly unfavorable".

As predicted -

From the very beginning, Roland did not completely pin his hopes for a successful breakthrough on the secrecy of his actions. With Stasi's ability, as long as he smells a little smell, it is a matter of time before he traces the clues and analyze the ins and outs, and Li Lin will immediately take precautions once he has suspicions. Even if there was no clear evidence, he would have done it if it was just possible.

It is not a matter of courage and grace, not recognized as a state entity and a regular army, as has always been the case with the elven camp of some kind of secret organization.

In this way, "interception" has become a situation that has to be considered. This is based on the establishment of the Defense Force, the operational doctrine to deal with such situations, and the battlefield environment in the airspace of the foggy reef. It was concluded that the number of troops that can be put into operation is about 2 floating warships, 4~5 MDS with the size of a squadron, plus a number of peripheral auxiliary forces.

It can't be a larger force, otherwise it won't be able to deploy in this airspace, and it will be difficult for the Grand Fleet to react quickly. It is most appropriate to create a mobile fleet that has enough capacity to operate the MDS force and can carry out blitzkrieg operations. Nidhogg, Freya, and Caspar were somewhat surprised to appear on the battlefield, but the overall trend of the battle was going in the direction he predicted.

The key to victory or defeat is not whether the battleship can be sunk or how many MDSs are down, from now on the real winner will be determined.

"Do you have enough room to take care of others?"

A cold voice was heard over the radio, and staggered rays of light swept in front of the unicorn as it hastily changed its direction of flight. The G-force generated by the transverse movement at supersonic speeds gives the field of vision a bright red color.

"Freya ......!!"

Something flashed in the rapidly tumbling field of vision, and a bright red afterimage burned into Roland's retina. It was no trace of a beam or a missile, but with a definite texture and a hostility that would make a human hair shudder, dragging its tail shining like a comet through the rocks.

He didn't have time to stabilize his posture and kicked away the rocks that were about to collide with him, and Roland searched for the red shadow with all his might. The comet-like shadow no longer showed its whereabouts, and suddenly it seemed as if it was being watched in all directions against its throat, and it reflexively changed direction. The muzzle of the sensor cannon that slipped into the dead corner once again burst into the light of the particle beam.

"As I said, I would like to add 'Your Excellency Lieutenant General.' ”

Draw a tortuous trajectory. A splash of red leaves a glimpse in the pumice crevices. Without sparing the fleeting afterimage, combined with a rough estimate of radiolocation, and pulling the trigger in the direction most likely to hide, the fierce silhouette of the nightingale emerged in the light of the rock explosion—curvilinear lines reminiscent of the outer armor of crustaceans, covering armor and armed limbs that appeared fattened. One eye of the head lit up with a cold light. Swinging his hands and feet to displace the center of gravity, and with the jet, the nightingale disappeared again in the thick fog and broken rock in the blink of an eye.

Good technology.

Roland couldn't help but admire in his heart. General-level officers of the Defense Force are qualified to deploy or customize their own personal MDS, and Freya's special MDS, who is Li Lin's henchman, is naturally not an ordinary person, except for a slight loss in terms of output. Some performance metrics may also be higher than the unicorn series. But no matter how strong the performance of the frame and thrusters is, there is no reason for the output of the same size to be two or even three times worse, not to mention that the output is still more advantageous on her own side, but the reality is that Freya has the upper hand.

It's not a gap in body performance, it's something deeper, so to speak, at the root level. Yes, it feels like something you've experienced when you played Caspar before......

"Don't confuse me with you dead kids who rely on your body!"

The murderous aura instantly expanded, flashing out three small heat sources from behind the rock.

It was an automatic turret powered by brain quantum waves, the induction gun. Because it is too small to be detected, it slides into a blind corner without being noticed by the opponent and annihilates the opponent with a full beam attack. This place full of floating rocks is the perfect hunting ground for these deadly little toys, and I have no idea which rock hides behind a ready-to-fire sensor cannon, and the unimaginable horror and stress alone can drive people crazy.

Can't stop in one place - the moment the thought comes to mind, a chilling siren sounds at the same time. Realizing that it was an approach alert from below, the red MDS's monocular suddenly filled his eyes, and a heavy pound came from his abdomen.

The combined impact of mass and acceleration was all applied to the abdomen, and the unicorn was kicked backwards, and the powerful G-force that came from behind pressed Roland. The armor rattled and rattled as the anti-G liquid and the impact transfer technique were activated simultaneously, barely protecting the internal organs but unable to absorb all the shocks that shattered the bones of the body.

Did you anticipate our evasive movement in advance, and rush from the dead corner below while firing out the sensor cannon? These questions appeared in the head that was pressed and pulled by the G-force, and then faded.

It's not even close.

Conclusions come with fear. This thing about body performance. Less than half of the factors that determine victory or defeat are still the case. The superiority of Shoshi lies in experience and talent, and—

Suddenly, there was a strong impact from behind, and all thoughts were lost. It turned out to be a unicorn that had been kicked away, and it slammed into a rock about 50 meters in diameter. Hit twice, a stream of heat flowed out of his nose, and the tumbling scarlet globular liquid was pumped out of the helmet in the blink of an eye.

This is no accident. Freya predicted the orbit of the flowing wreckage. Kicking in the sense of clashing with the stones. The blinded vision caught a glowing single eye, and Roland reflexively raised his beam rifle to see the muzzle of the gun pouring out a waterfall of light head-on. Covered in a transparent film, the sight saw the red light and shadow avoid the beam Magnum with a light movement, and rushed across the sea of rubble in one breath.

Is it because of the lack of experience and skill? The red body has not even received a single abrasion, it can't save everyone, it can't cross the high wall in front of it, and it can't catch up with the guy's back—

The murderous aura emitted by the nightingale turned into a violent wind, and the moment it was exposed to the oppressive feeling like substance, Roland once again felt the "heat" gushing up in his body.

Start with a "unicorn" attack...... Wrong. Also more before. The "craze" that seemed to have been born of some kind of fateful karma since the encounter with that guy was now pulsating in this body, and at this moment this "craze" penetrated the blood, guò guò the body and mind filled with fear and anxiety, and spewed out from the pores of the whole body.

It shouldn't just end like this, it's not just silence, there should be something that can be done. The continuous "craze" shouted in the body, penetrating the forehead and turning into a meager light-

Tiny red lights flashed throughout the body. It flowed like blood through the gaps in the armor and finally gathered on the horn of the "unicorn". Like a tree split by lightning. The split in half has a V-shaped corner spread, and the components on both sides of the head are reversed in half a circle. The light saber grip on the back is erected, and the compound optical sensor under the visor mimics the human eye, and when it flashes from the frame that emerges from under the armor, it glows with red phosphorescence.

The transformation was completed in a few tenths of a second, and the jet backpack on the back and the propellers exposed on the feet became red-hot, and the body that automatically exerted its mobility rose out of the pumice group. Nightingale's thrust lightsaber plunged into the rock, and the evaporating and ablative dust spread explosively.

Instant explosiveness and acceleration performance are completely two levels from before. A red enemy plane that immediately turned around the fuselage. Quickly detached from the scene. Keeping an eye on the trajectory of the nightingale's Z-shape, the "unicorn" instantly came behind the enemy plane. The lethal G-force was like a heavy liquid pressing into every corner of the body, and the field of vision was gradually dyed red, and the shadow that could not be touched by the present was now able to be captured lightly. Consciousness is in perfect sync with the organism. Roland felt his nerves seep into every corner of his body.

The heart beat wildly, and the flesh pressed against the inside of the armor made a terrible grinding sound. Due to the linkage of the anti-G system and the protective neck measures, even the head cannot be turned, but there is no inconvenience in maneuvering. Sensors are placed here and there to magnify the field of view, and the reddish phosphorescent sensing frame predicts Roland's thinking, catching enemy planes one step faster than thinking. Intermittently turning the vector nozzle to draw a zigzag sharper than the nightingale, burrowing the red mech between the cracks in the wreckage, quickly—but, not unpredictably, its orbit.

"I see ......!"

The thick viscous air fills the lobes of the lungs, the heart throbs faster, and the heat in the body seems to explode. Slowly, this thought just flashed through his mind, and the "unicorn" who predicted his thinking in the morning raised his left arm holding the shield, and the quadruple barrel hanging under the shield immediately rotated, continuously scattering a rain of particle light bullets.

Turning sideways through the aircraft, the red enemy aircraft adopts an evasive movement, deftly avoiding the bursts of Beam Gatling gun fire.

"Cut ......!"

The sound of smacking lips was heard over the radio, and the nightingale suddenly turned over and kicked away the nearby rocks, reversing her body with the force of her kick, and the nightingale rushed straight towards Roland.

It was wrapped around to his feet, and when he thought of this, the blade of the lightsaber swept from the bottom up had already taken over the field of vision. In the depths of the immobile body, the awakened keen consciousness took the initiative to respond, and the "unicorn" who reacted earlier drew his lightsaber. Two beams of particles collide together. A light more intense than the explosion flashed in the sea of wreckage.

"The fulfillment of that adult's great ambition, the time for the fulfillment of our long-cherished wish is just around the corner!

Through the one-eyed gaze, pressing the body, facing the demonic nightingale, Roland gritted his teeth and did not take his eyes away, and Freya's fiery voice continued to be transmitted on the radio.

"It's hard...... It's finally come to this point. How can you ruin this qiē because of your arbitrariness!!"

"If that's really an ideal that can be believed in and worth paying, then let me see all the truth and make a judgment!!"

"Do you think you're greater than that person?!!

Freya's anger clearly tapped against the eardrums, and the unspeakable anger turned into murderous aura that suppressed Roland.

"Don't be self-righteous! Little ghost! How can an imcompletely and weak human being, a mere vulgar thing, have the right to question and interrogate a divine practitioner!"

The-for-tat lightsaber flicked off, scattering fragments of particles like fireworks, and the nightingale, which had regrouped first, spewed a gust of wind from behind it, and the red mech raised its left-handed shield. Beams of light shoot along the sharp edges of the shield, creating a massive blade of light that exceeds the full length of the mech. It was as if the particle beam that had absorbed Freya's ferocious thoughts struck the unicorn. At this moment, the unicorn's main propulsion module also increased its output, and thunder burst out from the staggered red and white illusion gaps.

"Surrender! You can't win anymore, just a little while, and it will be my victory!"

Freya's high-pitched voice underscored her conviction of victory. As it was, the purpose of her actions was to delay Roland's movements, waiting to join up with Caspar in the meantime. Facilitate the suppression of the Endeavour, and then force Roland to surrender with the crew as hostages.

Simple, clear, efficient, and difficult – this is the realist thinking of a military man. It's also the way of thinking of a woman who doesn't care about face. Roland also had to admit the effectiveness of this tactic, but he would choose a similar approach if he was in Freya's position and carried out the capture operation on the premise of avoiding casualties as much as possible.

Especially when the situation is being pulled back little by little.

Responding to emergencies -- this is the guiding ideology implemented by the Defense Forces, but it is precisely because this thinking is implemented too much that it will be figured out into the mode of thinking. Give people an opportunity to take advantage of.

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"Fight back?in this case?!"

Forgetting the salutation and honorifics, the pale-faced Captain Ruyt retorted:

"The assault force of the enemy's magic armor has surrounded our ship, and the follow-up troops responsible for disarming and finishing up are about to catch up, not to mention this, even if they break through the annoying flies. With the armament and speed of this ship, it is impossible to win or get rid of the pursuit of the enemy ship!"

As if forgetting the oath of allegiance to the royal family, and as if forgetting that it was the princess standing in front of him, Ruyt shouted angrily.

As a true man at sea, having experienced extremely difficult and dangerous voyages that would kill him at any moment, Ruyt was not afraid of death, and if necessary, he would even become an outcast in exchange for Minerva's chance to escape. However, the situation in front of us has become so dangerous that it is almost impossible to even allow it.

Under these circumstances, as a warrior loyal to the royal family, Charlemagne's highest priority was no longer the safety of His Majesty's precious warship and the dignity of being a warrior, but the safety of the sovereign and how to protect the vein.

"It's over, Your Highness. We have done everything we can, and this is not something that can be changed by human beings. It's providence, and now the Mother Goddess is on the side of those bastards. The lower officials will take the responsibility they should bear and pay the price for their mistakes. But Your Highness, you still have a chance, please board the lifeboat immediately, as long as you are alive, there will always be another chance, please ......"

The people on the bridge focused their earnest gaze on Minerva, their eyes so heavy that they admitted defeat and realized that the silent prayer and martyrdom resounded in their bodies and minds, almost blocking Minerva's rebuttal.

"The enemy fleet has been laid out in battle lines, each with a considerable distance from each of them. The fire of this ship could not be aimed at the same time. Even if you are lucky enough to sink one, you will be attacked by the rest of the fire, not to mention ......"

Ruyter swallowed the rest of the words back with a wry smile, and the crew lowered their heads.

With the firepower of the Endeavour, not to mention sinking the enemy ship, it is the favor of the mother goddess to smash a pit in the main armor belt of the enemy ship. It is more likely that the shells will not even touch the side of the enemy ship.

Send a retreat signal to call back the "Unicorn", and when the enemy approaches, blast the entire ship, and use the explosion as a cover to shoot out the boat. The unicorn is then in charge of retrieving and retreating—and the only way to do this is before the enemy fire begins. Looking back at the girl who had been staring at her, Ruyt closed her eyes and bit her lip. Abandonment of the ship—The words that gradually condensed rolled in his throat, and he was about to blurt out when the girl's request to "wait a minute" caused Ruyter to open his eyes again.

"Slowly turn 90 degrees, while following the inertia in the direction you are now. Hit the rudder of an enemy ship approaching with 'that sniper' while coming into range. ”

Look at the girl's expression full of confidence and perseverance. Met with a queen's gaze, Ruyter opened his mouth in surprise. Less than a second. He immediately choked back, "Do you mean that we want to face the enemy with one side?"

Minerva nodded, and a string of tracer bullets streaked across the porthole, red flashes illuminating the side of her face.

"The explosion just now will make the other party think that the ship has suffered heavy damage and has lost the ability to sail. As long as you pretend to be in a drifting state, the enemy will scatter the magic armor troops, allowing the battleship to come out and drag and capture the ship. ”

"The enemy has to be very cautious, and even if he wants to tow it, he will definitely let the infantry board the ship and occupy it first. After that, the relevant work will be carried out. ”

"Normally, it does follow the process you said, Captain, but-"

Minerva pointed to the large rock that was slowly enlarging on the port side and asked:

"When this happens, can those guys still follow the process slowly?"

“......”

The boulder is still some distance away from Endeavour, but anyone can tell that if it doesn't turn around, it will be a time before it hits the rocks. With the size of the rock mass nearly 100 meters long, it is impossible to push it or the Endeavour away with magic armor, and the shelling cannot guarantee the effect of smashing. and what kind of damage the debris from the explosion would have caused to the Endeavour. In this case, the safest thing to do is to -

"The enemy is most focused on improvisation. Because of the idea that if you lose a good opportunity, you will be scolded by the commander to the stinking head. So as soon as there is a situation where it is not possible to rescue the captured prisoners without sending a warship, they will act reflexively, especially if it is absolutely advantageous for them now. ”

This is a common occurrence in fleets where the commander has strong enough leadership. In such a situation, Ruyt himself would most likely take similar emergency measures.

(This is simply a battle that sees through the thinking pattern of the enemy army and adjusts it in time in combination with the development of the battle situation.) This is what His Highness himself came up with?)

"However, the 'Unicorn' and 'Dendrobium' can't move. ”

Pressing the emotion in his heart, Ruyter retorted:

"Even if the battleship can't sail for the time being, if those flies are still there, the ship still can't get away from the pursuit. Worst-case scenario. Those who are pressed in a hurry may sink this ship. If you don't have an escort......"

"No problem, Roland, they'll get through it. ”

"But ......!"

"He's survived all the way so far, and now I can only trust him, and I believe that he will be able to break this situation......!"

The men choked on the unexpected answers, and Minerva looked away from the speechless captain to the occasional flash of light outside the window.

"That guy believes in us, and we can only respond by believing. ”

The emerald green eyes that turned around flashed with determination, and Ruyt, who was stared directly at by the clear gaze, couldn't help but want to retreat.

Trusting someone else, entrusting one's life to someone else is simply like gambling – worldly words are choked in the throat. Ruiter didn't say a word, and his eyes didn't move when he met Minerva's eyes. The sight of a beast is reminiscent of a fierce beast, as if it is about to shoot through a girl about the same age as her daughter.

Huge lights flashed outside the window, and even more so the shock wave of the storm shook the bridge. The sound of the hull rolling along with the roar of a member of the damage crew somewhere made it impossible to hear the rest of the words, but there was no need to finish them anyway. Filled with something in his blank mind, Ruyt looked around at the faces illuminated by the blast light, Minerva in front of him, the first mate behind him, the spiders at the entrance of the passageway, the old and new men on the bridge—faces that had no backing but "believe", but were governed by impulses that were chaotic and unreckless. What will happen if you retreat now? There are thousands of living beings, but fate has chosen to stand on the cusp of the storm with these hundreds of people. If I choose to flee at this moment, who will I wag my tail with and beg for mercy?

After a moment, a smile appeared on Ruyt's lips.

“...... And the beast approached a maiden in a white form, and remained in her heart forever. ”

It was one of the verses of the poem about the unicorn, and while surprised that the seemingly rough man was secretly remembering this poem, Minerva could not think of a reason for Ruyt's recitation of this poem at this time, and frowned at the side face that had disappeared from the smile, only to hear Ruyt's order:

"Take the depression angle ten and turn back in the same place, eighty on the left. Sail by inertia and maintain the current shipping lane. Wait for the enemy ship to approach and aim at the most advanced target. ”

This may be the last order to be the captain. Thinking of the marginal emotion in the corner of his mind, Ruyter finished the rest of the words:

"The starboard side is fully loaded with the gun door, and then standby, there is only one chance, don't miss the target. ”

Everyone nodded their heads and began to recite and convey to their respective consoles. Sensing the sharp turn of the rudder of the ship, Minerva looked at Ruyt, met his calm gaze, and listened to him continue:

"All the guns stopped firing, and the damage management team sent people to run two laps on the deck and throw away the stock in the warehouse. In this way, the enemy will also judge that we are too traumatized to steer. Is that okay?"

Asking for a general addition, you can see that Ruyter is actually very delicate in nature.

"Please, Captain. ”

Minerva replied immediately.

"Yes, Your Highness. ”

With a serious voice, Minerva bowed slightly, turned her head and moved her vision out the window again, and the enemy ships that were shortening relative distances became larger and larger. The other party still showed no signs of moving, the magic armor flying in the sky was shrinking the encirclement, and the follow-up landing force on the surfboard had slowed down, was it that after discovering the abnormal condition of the Endeavour, it was contacting the battleship and waiting for instructions? In the corner of the sky crowded by enemy troops, the light of particle beams flashed from time to time, and in an instant, a white object crossed the flash and was reflected on Minerva's retina.

Is it our turn to be tested?' Whispers of unknown meaning came out of her mouth, her clenched palms oozing sweat, and the girl suppressed the uneasiness that kept coming, watching the movement of the enemy ship. Dragging the billowing smoke, the Endeavour glided through the atmosphere with the side of the hull against the enemy ship, and little by little approached the range circle of the main guns. (To be continued......)