Chapter 1655
My Empire Chapter 1655
2021-10-15
Chapter 1655 1657 That youngster"Sir!" Just when Laurens said Chris got to the battlefield in time, a The officer rushed in in a hurry and shouted loudly: "The front-line reconnaissance spaceship detected that a large number of enemy spaceships are pressing on! It's right in front of us!"
"Okay, this time, you don't have to guess! Yes Our side!" Lawns seemed to be sighed in relief, and finally let go of his hands and feet: "Since they are coming at us, let them see the will of the First Fleet!"
"Order, the reserve force is pressed! Enter the front-line Defensive Array!" Lawns turned his head and ordered his adjutant, the chief of staff and the others: "Report the position of the other squadrons! Recalculate the position of the enemy fleet. The distance between them."
"Sound the battle alarm! Let all the personnel return to their positions!" After issuing the order, Lawns looked towards the captain of his flagship, calmly instructed.
"As ordered! Raise the battle alarm! All personnel, return to the combat position!" The captain stood at attention and saluted, then turned around and walked to his command position.
For a time, the entire bridge began to become busy, the officers nervously walked to their positions, and many people whispered, discussing the upcoming battle from various aspects.
"Sir! The news just confirmed! The unmanned patrol ship at the forefront has lost contact, and the last radar image transmitted back shows that there are more than 3,000 enemy ships!" The officers of the reconnaissance force left nervously Come here and speak.
"There are only so few impossible!" Laurence said with a cold laugh: "It's just a cannon fodder to explore the way ahead! Looking at this posture, there are more than 30,000 ships!"
"The message sent by the 335 reconnaissance fleet on the front line before the retreat, the enemy ships are at least 30,000, and they are approaching us!" Not long after Laurens made a judgment, another officer sent a similar information.
Soon, the guard fleet that crossed the cordon gradually appeared in front of the main fleet of the Alanhill Empire.
A staff officer hurriedly walked behind Marshal Lawens and reported: "The 1st Squadron found the enemy ship, distance 931, the main gun is charging!"
On the other side, a staff officer put down the phone and shouted loudly: "The 2nd Squadron has entered a state of combat readiness!"
"The 3rd Squadron has assembled! The squadron reserve has been mixed according to the order. Fleet!" Almost at the same time, another voice entered the ears of Marshal Lawens.
The entire fleet was in a state of battle, and inside the battleship one after another, the battle alarm sounded mournfully.
In the narrow corridor, the soldiers ran quickly to their combat posts. One after another, the soldiers tore off their own spacesuits from the wall where the spacesuits were hung. Put it on yourself.
"Check the fixing clips! Otherwise, it will leak for a while, and you will be finished!" A clone officer helped his subordinates put on the space suit and said warned repeatedly.
The new clone trooper nodded, and then began to operate the buttons on his chest according to the procedures he was familiar with.
"Squeak..." The automatic air-conditioning system was turned on, and there was a refreshing airflow in the stuffy spacesuit. The temperature in the helmet was rapidly approaching the most comfortable 26 degrees. After confirming the tightness of his spacesuit, the clone with a QR code on his forehead ran to his combat post with the others.
"Adjust the angle of the electromagnetic gun! Check the ballistic computer! Calibrate the shooting of Zhu Yuan!" The gunner sat in his place and instructed all his men in the turret: "Electromagnetic system is charged! Do Ready to take over the manual operation at any time!"
Although there is a unified computer control, and the firing order is also issued by the weapons officer in the commanding position, each turret still has its own gunner.
This arrangement is, on the one hand, prepared to switch to manual control when the remote control system fails or is damaged, and on the other hand, is to rely on manual operation to correct the misjudgment of the computer system in the melee.
"As you bid!" was already in place in the turret, and the gunners with transparent helmets replied loudly without looking back.
In another space, inside the huge giant Level 2 aircraft carrier, the tense battle alarm has also sounded.
In a hangar full of Z fighter jets, clone pilots are arranging their gear with the help of ground crews.
"The 3rd Wing will take off soon! Set up a cordon around the fleet! The enemy's killer fighters are likely to have taken off and approached!" An officer passed the ready pilots, shouting orders road.
Behind him, a Z-fighter had been pulled to the ejection device by a trailer driven by the ground crew. A group of working robots quickly stepped forward and pushed the Z-fighter onto the ejection device.
"Failure detection completed!" Not far from the Z-fighter that was about to eject and take off, a ground staff gave a thumbs up to the pilot sitting in the cabin: "Everything is normal. !"
"The nuclear bomb is loaded!" Just under the gangway of this Z-fighter, the ground crew responsible for loading the ammunition also confirmed that everything is normal in terms of ammunition loading: "Everything is normal!"
On the flagship Serris, Laurens knew that the enemy was already overwhelmed, so he ordered: "Let the battleships fire freely! Don't wait for orders! The enemy will start attacking when they enter the range! What about our aircraft carrier fleet? Where?"
"Yes! The fleets are free to fire!" An officer led the way, repeating Laurens' order loudly: "Don't wait for the salvo order!"
A few seconds later, the huge Alanhill Empire's 1st Fleet's up ahead, one after another dazzling beam of light illuminated the dark universe, and the battleship's ultra-long-range high-energy star destroyer shells opened prelude.
The time may have just passed dozens of seconds, and a black energy ray hit the opposite side. The stout ray slammed into the magical defensive barriers of the Alanhill Imperial battleship up ahead, causing the barriers to vibrate.
When the magical defense barrier one after another shattered and disappeared, other battleships fired again, and another dazzling light cut through the darkness and galloped away into the distance.
Hearing Laurens' question, a staff officer couldn't resist seeing the fierce artillery battle outside the porthole, and replied: "At position 16... two minutes ago, we have sent the order It's over!"
"The aircraft carrier fleet has entered a state of combat readiness, and all fighter pilots are on standby!" After a pause, the staff officer continued.
"Where's the Zaku troops?" Laurens continued to ask.
"The Zaku troops are on standby! They have always acted as a counter-attack force and attacked last." The chief of staff looked at the news just confirmed and replied.
Laurens seemed a little dissatisfied with this position, brows slightly wrinkle, and commanded: "Let them come up! Now there is no need to counterattack... It is a blessing to be able to hold on!"
>"Yes! Marshal!" The Chief of Staff immediately nodded slightly, acknowledging Laurens.
"Report! The enemy killer fighter fleet is approaching!" The radar operator reported the latest changes in the battlefield situation: "The number is very large!"
Launs walked over quickly , and then he saw the light spot reflection of the densely packed light spot on the radar.
"The number of enemy troops is too large... We may suffer from only relying on Z-fighters." The chief of staff rushed back behind Laurens with a gloomy expression and said.
"I know! I know! The nearby Zaku troops are all dispatched! Try to intercept the enemy's killer as much as possible!" Laurens said: "In addition, let the fleet retreat slowly and let out The flank of Higgs 3!"
"Marshal!" The Chief of Staff was taken aback, then seemed to want to say something.
"Don't say it! I have to keep the fleet safe!" Laurens seemed to have guessed what the chief of staff wanted to say, and interrupted his explanation.
And then, he didn't have time to elaborate, just continued to order his adjutant: "Let Mediyas share some of the pressure, this is also something that can't be helped."
In Laurens' view, the most important thing is to keep the fleet stable and avoid the crazy attack of the enemy at this time. After all, the cosmos fleet is still there, and there is hope to continue to deal with it, and if the cosmos fleet is lost, then the Higgs 3 will not be able to keep it.
As the saying goes, if the land is saved, the people and the land will be lost. Higgs 3 can be abandoned when necessary, but the space fleet must be kept!
After he finished speaking, he looked towards the communications officer and continued to instruct: "Telegram to Medeas, telling him that the fleet must retreat as a last resort, and prepare him to be surrounded by enemy forces. !"
"Yes!" The communications officer turned around immediately, and after he left, a large number of red clouds representing the enemy had been projected on the holographic image of the map.
Because there are too many enemies, it looks as weird as a bloody cloud on the reduced holographic map.
"Sir! The first Z-fighters have been released! Marshal! As a strike group, they will bypass the battlefield and attack from the flank, trying to crush the enemy's flank." Chief of Staff to Lawens Reports.
“Let them do their best.” Laurens felt that it seemed a little unrealistic to expect nuclear bombs carried by a few hundred Z-fighters to rout a fleet of Watchers of this size.
However, he still didn't say much, because at this time, the most important thing is probably morale.
If the fighter forces on the flank can really build miracles, then he is also happy to see it - but this kind of thinking is basically an unrealistic delusion.
"The second batch of Z-fighter jets has entered our Yuyu area... Should we let them press on and intercept these approaching killers?" the chief of staff asked in a low voice.
"Press it up! Let them intercept each other as much as possible!" Laurens knew that once this order was issued, then these Z-fighter pilots who intercepted the enemy would not survive.
These are hundreds of thousands of enemy killer fighters! Even if three or five are exchanged for one of their own fighters, these Z-fighters that intercept enemy planes will be engulfed.
"Report! Major Oranke is calling, he will lead the new Gundam mecha to join the battle, enter the battlefield from the side, and hold the enemy killer fleet as much as possible!" A communications officer came over , reporting the news just received.
"Phew!" Lawns, who finally heard the good news, put out a long breath, looked towards the communications officer, and said, "Reply him! Let him not rush into the battlefield! Contain as many enemy fighters as possible on the flanks!"
"Yes!" The officer was ordered to turn and leave immediately.
"Delay as much time as possible... Now that's all we can do." Laurens looked towards the Star Sea outside the porthole and said in a low voice.
"Report! General Mediyas is calling back!" The communications officer who had just sent a call to General Mediyas walked back, raised his chest and handed a message to Laurens.
"Read!" Out of trust in Medias, Laurens didn't take the message, but directly instructed.
"Salute to the Marshal! Medeas swears to live and die with the position! I wish the flag a victory! Long live the Alanhill Empire! Long live the Emperor Your Majesty!"
Launs did not speak, and returned a military salute Then he solemnly took the telegram from Medeas, neatly folded it and put it in his pocket: "The main fleet is on! Prepare for the artillery battle!"
"Marshal!" The chief of staff thought again Open your mouth to express your objections.
However, Laurens still didn't give him a chance: "The enemy has invested so much power at one time! Once the army is defeated like a mountain, it will be the end of being hunted down and devoured! The only way out is that we also fight against the enemy. Go up! Even if you give up the strategic depth behind you, you must put the maximum density on the front to block the enemy's offensive, stop the enemy's charge, and enter a stalemate against consumption with us!"
"But! Marshal! We have already overwhelmed the strategic reserve team! In the face of consumption, we will definitely be weak in the future!" The chief of staff finally couldn't help but hurriedly asked.
"Let's see, our reinforcements arrive first, or the enemy will penetrate us first!" Lawns looked towards his old partner and explained: "The situation on the battlefield is not to inform Your Majesty. Is it?"
"Your Majesty? Do you really let Your Majesty put the Imperial Family Guards fleet on top?" "
"I'll ask Your Majesty to apologize when this war is over! But...now...the closest thing to us is the Imperial Family's fleet." Laurens grinned. He said: "In those days, the great emperor who pierced through the ferry city wall and immediately stabbed in front of me will definitely come!"
In his mind, he thought of that, at the ferry city wharf , watching him hacked to death the old master, and gave him the youngster he trusted so much.
At that time, he knew that youngster was someone worthy of his life!
(end of this chapter)