Chapter 1661
My Empire Chapter 1661
2021-10-15
Chapter 1661 1663 TearsAn Alanhill Imperial space battleship is backing up with its own retarders, its The defense energy is almost exhausted, and if you continue to block in front of other battleships, you will be penetrated by the magic defense barrier.
It's just that because the enemy's attack has no gaps at all, the battleship that is trying to retreat is extremely difficult in the process of giving up its position.
A black ray directly penetrated the thick magical defense barrier in front of the battleship, and then the remaining energy hit the thick steel plate defense belt, leaving dark burn marks on the armor.
The several meters of armor was almost penetrated, and even cracks were left in some places, but the battleship still retreated tenaciously, and finally gave up its position.
Another overrunning battleship began to use its own body to cover its allies, and the gleaming magical defensive barrier appeared again, blocking the black energy rays that followed.
Unfortunately, on the other side of the battlefield, the other battleship was not so lucky. It exhausted its energy, and then had no time to retreat, and was penetrated by several black energy. body.
Huge scars were left on the hull of the same great cultivator, and shattered steel littered the pierced armor.
The stalwart bridge is exploding at this moment, breaking and collapsing, and with countless messy debris, it has become the debris in the universe.
The parts on the battleship, the twisted and deformed half turret, even the broken teacup and the shoes without the owner... All of these are declaring the cruelty of the battlefield to everyone.
Because of the leakage of oxygen, and the existence of countless energy and propellant, the explosion is still blazing in the universe.
But soon, this tragic explosion became silent because it exhausted everything that could burn around it.
All that remains is lifeless, like a body without a soul, floating in the universe like that, mixed in front of the two armies.
The explosions continued, and battleship destruction was commonplace. Not only was battleship after battleship destroyed on the Alanhill Empire side, but the Watchers also suffered huge losses.
A single salvo from the Alanhill Imperial Fleet was able to sink hundreds of watcher battleships, but those battleships shattered and exploded, and were immediately knocked apart by subsequent battleships.
It was indeed smashed away, and none of the watchers cared about the wreckage of their own battleship at all. They relied on their skin is rough, flesh is thick shell, and smashed those already broken Cracked hull.
Then, the shells that were forcibly smashed began to gradually evaporate, and the edges seemed to be melted.
"The wreckage on the battlefield has begun to increase! It affects our vision and makes scheduling difficult." A staff officer put the report in his hand on the map table, reminding Laurens road.
Launs nodded, and looked towards the liaison officer on the side: "The pressure on the flank has not been lifted?"
"No! The enemy is attacking our flank...or Say, they are attacking all the contact surfaces! There is pressure everywhere, and it is impossible to tell where the enemy's main attack direction is." The liaison officer replied helplessly.
Then, he paused and continued to say: "Major General Meow has already taken the risk of cutting into the enemy's flank formation, but the enemy is still desperately attacking our flank formation, ignoring Major General Meow. I will be restrained."
"Are you going to crush me on the front no matter the cost?" Lawens sneered, then looked towards the holographic map: "How about the Zaku army's counterattack? "
"The counterattack force has achieved significant results. We attacked a huge fleet within 3,000 kilometers of the enemy, and almost wiped out the enemy." The chief of staff immediately replied: "The results can be said to be very brilliant ."
"Say but!" Laurens didn't even look at his chief of staff, so he guessed that there was something he wanted to say behind him.
"But the other party immediately mounted a new full fleet and continued to maintain the offensive posture." Chief of Staff Sighed said: "The next round of Zaku troops' counterattack will take 4 hours. Only after that can you be ready."
"It's really embarrassing! Just over two hours after the battle, the enemy was cornered by the enemy!" Laurens stared at the map, and finally made up his mind: "Relying on the supply space station behind, keep fighting! Let the Imperial Family Guards fleet continue to stand by! I have to wait for the other party to reveal their intentions before taking action!"
In fact, he already felt a huge pressure, The opponent's almost unintended full-line attack has really caused too much trouble for the Alanhill Imperial fleet.
If you can't judge the specific fighting intent of the enemy, you can only respond passively. This is something that can't be helped. All Laurens can do is to wait for the Gundam troops on the flank to create some confusion for the opponent.
However, what Laurens is most worried about is another aspect - what if the enemy is so huge that there is no fixed attack target and no attack focus?
In other words, the enemy has an absolute numerical advantage, attacking recklessly everywhere to seek a breakthrough, which is what makes Laurens most desperate.
And no matter which way he looks up, at this moment, the guard troops he is facing seem to be more like the latter state.
The opponent is just relying on absolute numerical superiority to attack recklessly, and has no offensive focus and strategic intention at all!
In other words, the strategic intention is to break through the defense line of the Alanhill Empire defenders across the board and devour the entire Higgs region!
"Not a small appetite! But it depends on whether you have that good tooth!" Lawns coldly snorted in his heart, but his expression became more serious.
Because he knew that the other party actually had this strength, and he didn't even know how long the fleet in front of him could last.
Although there are still many battleships, including the Imperial Family Guards 2nd Fleet is also coming, but Laurens is still worried about the current battle situation.
At this moment, he doesn't even know how many lives and how many battleships are needed to end this battle!
And he didn't know, even if he tried his best to annihilate these goddamn Watcher troops, would more Watcher troops appear!
This is a desperate reincarnation. Laurens can't confirm whether this seemingly decisive battle is the final battle between the two sides to decide the outcome, or just a prelude for the guards to swallow some.
As time passes by, the battle is still going on. While Laurens was looking at the holographic projection of the entire War Zone, his fleet was being eroded by the enemy.
The losses are mounting, the casualties have been skyrocketing, the ground battle has yet to be counted, but the cosmic losses are obvious at a glance.
As of now, the Alanhill Empire 1st Fleet has sunk 79 battleships, and the number of damaged battleships has even approached 200!
This is just the beginning of the battle. The two sides have only fought for more than 2 hours. Once the battle continues, the losses on Alanhill's side will continue to rise.
No way, this is the status quo that cannot be changed - as the battle continues, the pressure on logistical supplies and maintenance will further increase, and eventually the pressure will be transferred to the frontline Combat Unit, resulting in a sudden increase in losses several times.
On the ground, Burrison is also reading a loss report. His troops have lost more than 1,500 people, which represents a full infantry regiment that has been completely annihilated by the enemy at this moment!
The battle continues, the casualties are still increasing, and even many troops have begun to send news: their ammunition reserves are not enough!
From the very beginning, this battle was fiercer than anyone could imagine! Everyone seemed so insignificant in this huge battle.
"Record the names of every fallen soldier, including the clone troopers." Burrison handed the report to his adjutant, and then seriously instructed: "If we still have someone who can If you go back alive, then take these records back! Definitely, take them back!"
"Yes! Sir!" It's good to know what to say.
Actually, the role of the commander is no longer important when the battle has reached this level. Because the enemy's attack has almost no focus, it is no longer necessary to analyze the battlefield situation.
The current headquarters, at all levels, are only responsible for dispatching tasks, that is, to allocate supplementary troops and ammunition and medicine, and then send them to the front-line troops as much as possible.
And this kind of work, usually logistics officers can do it well, and there is no need for a commander like Burrisson to personally ask.
At the forefront of Burrison's force, the Alanhill Grenadiers are pouring on the enemy in front of them with all the weapons in their hands.
The entire front of the position was filled with fiery flames for a while, but the densely packed enemy troops rushed out of the flames, attacking the positions guarded by the Alanhill Empire soldiers again and again.
It's not that the Alanhill Empire's firepower coverage is not strong enough, and even at the beginning, everyone was still wondering if anything would survive under such terrifying firepower coverage.
However, as the battle continued, everyone already knew that the number of enemies was so great that they could steadily advance under the almost airtight firepower of the Alanhill Empire!
Just as everyone was struggling to survive on this tragic battlefield, on the distant horizon, a mushroom cloud rose into the sky, accompanied by a dull loud noise from far to near. , slowly steaming up.
The air wave blew the clouds away, causing the surrounding clouds to squeeze and stack, eventually forming a huge ring that was stacked on the periphery of the mushroom cloud.
And on the ground, accompanied by a knife-like airflow, there are countless broken debris that is as fast as a bullet and as sharp as a steel needle.
Everything in the vicinity was swept away, including the sweeper troops of the vast crowd, which were still marching, and nothing was left.
Those cleaners who looked incomparably powerful have long since been evaporated in the hot air, leaving nothing behind.
Unsurprisingly, the Alanhill Empire's nuclear counterattack began, and one nuclear bomb after another, as if asking for no money, slammed into the watchmen's control area.
Under such a dense nuclear attack, it seems that the entire planet is trembling under the blooming mushroom cloud.
The scene in front of you, even if it is described as the end of the world, is not an exaggeration. Behind the countless sweeper troops, the huge black smoke billowing upwards almost covered half of the sky.
......
In the battleship of the flagship Serris, in a cabin responsible for filing documents, an officer looked curiously at the documents being sorted out by two female clone officers .
He stretched out his hand and picked up a stack, and before he could look down at the content, he asked, "What is this?"
A person was sorting and filing the documents and was doing The recorded female clone officer said, "This is the battleship that was sunk, the message from the captain."
The officer was stunned, then lowered his head suddenly, looking towards the stack in his hand The telegram, he said in surprise: "These are all?"
"Yes, these are all." The clone's lady officer, nodded, said, "Just sent..."
Hearing what the female clone officer said, the officer lowered his head in a panic and looked towards the papers in his hand.
He suddenly felt that these things were a little hot, but he didn't dare to let go. This kind of feeling is very bad, so that something seems to be burning in his chest.
Some of the telegram papers can be seen clearly wrinkled, which seems to be caused by the people who read these telegrams subconsciously pinching the paper.
On these telegram papers, there are lines of simple, but extremely heavy sentences:
"All officers and soldiers of the battleship Lily swear to live and die with the battleship! - Captain Hawke ."
"For Alanhill! My ship will fight to the last minute! - Captain Russell of the battleship Bestin."
"The battleship Doliness has been damaged. Loss control, goodbye Alanhill! Goodbye! - Captain Howard."
A piece of paper was filled with last words.
These last words, representing the life of one by one, blocked the officer's chest and made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
It wasn't until the last telegram that he realized that his eyes were blurred and his face was full of tears.
battered and exhausted, he reached out and wiped his face with his patterned military uniform cuffs, ignoring that until now, he cautiously ironed and cleaned the military uniform.
No one laughed at his tragic appearance, because the little girls who sent them over also cried, tearful and pitiful.
The signal soldiers who received these telegrams also cried, and the good man cried like a tearful man. The commander of the signal troop standing behind him did not say anything to blame.
In this day and age, tears are worthless. But it is still the most direct and real thing that people express their feelings - precious things.
(end of this chapter)