Boyaro's gun still uses old-fashioned gunpowder propulsion technology. It has a slow rate of fire and low power. It has long lost its actual combat value and is only used for decoration.
But there is no doubt that it still has the ability to easily kill a person, especially an unprotected person.
Now, its ability is truly demonstrated in front of people.
At this moment, all senior commanders, staff officers, civilian personnel, and some grassroots soldiers who happened to be located here were all stunned by this sudden scene.
The aura of madness that enveloped the entire storm mother ship quickly dissipated under this scene.
-The commander who had previously followed Sirota's order and personally ordered the destruction of one of his own warships suddenly reacted. So he immediately yelled loudly: "Yes, that's right, Sirota is a beast and a traitor to civilization! He was the one who ordered the destruction of our warships! He deserves to die!"
Under this roar, countless people reacted instantly. Especially those who had personally ordered, or personally operated, and personally launched an attack on their own warships before, even though their clothes were soaked with cold sweat, they rushed to roar.
"That's what he ordered!"
"There's nothing we can do!"
"Hilota is so mad that she dares to issue such an order!"
The coldness in Boyaro's eyes slowly dissipated. He opened the public communication channel so that his words could be transmitted to every existing warship and spaceship on his side.
"The culprit who ordered an attack on our own warships without authorization, Sirota, has now been executed by me! All his orders are arbitrary and are now cancelled! Now, all Storm Civilization warships will immediately stop attacking each other. If there is another Anyone who dares to attack one's own warships will be executed immediately!
I order all our warships to immediately move closer to the civilization mother ship!'
At this moment, the changes caused by that asteroid have slowly subsided. The spaceships that should be destroyed have been destroyed. As long as the spaceships that have not been destroyed can be organized again, although the attacks from the outside world are still fierce, there is a high probability that they will continue to survive.
Under this order, the chaos in the battlefield immediately decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although our own spaceships still maintain mutual alert, the number of mutual attacks has been reduced.
A large number of warships began to maneuver and move closer to the storm mother ship, braving fierce artillery fire. In the process, perhaps due to instinct based on previous training, or perhaps reason gaining the upper hand, some coordination began to appear again.
After paying a certain price, most of the remaining spaceships and battleships finally gathered together with the Storm Mothership as the core.
There were also a small number of spaceships and battleships that failed to get closer. They have been divided by the enemy, doomed to destruction, and can no longer get closer.
At this moment, Boyaro's heart was bleeding.
Preliminary battle damage statistics have been completed. Data shows that in the previous strong gravity source, one's own chaos, the enemy's onslaught, and the most deadly "white dwarf explosion" incident, a total of more than 400,000 own warships were destroyed, and less than 70,000 survived. .
Countless prestigious fleets have made great contributions, and fleets with fine traditions have been destroyed without any survivors.
Their numbers can be canceled directly.
The remaining fleet is also scarred, and even if there are some left, they are all injured.
When he led the main force of the fleet into this galaxy, the huge fleet of 560,000 warships was so high-spirited! Now, now, there are only a few defeated troops left.
This battle cannot be fought no matter what. At this moment, Boyaro had only one thing on his mind.
That is, escape, escape from here, rendezvous with the remaining fleet and passenger spacecraft at the base camp, and then escape to other star systems!
If resources are insufficient, then kill all the subordinates. If that doesn't work, kill the civilians and keep only the elites!
You have to climb to other star systems! As long as you can reach other star systems, with the foundation of civilization, you can one day develop again!
As long as you escape from here, you still have a chance!
Although we have less than 70,000 warships left, our strategic goal at this moment is no longer to capture any planet, but just to escape! As long as the organization is good, this is not without hope!
"Order! Form the fleet immediately! From now on, our fleet will be reduced to 6, and we will take turns performing peripheral defense tasks!"
Reorganization is the only way to restore a chaotic fleet to its combat effectiveness. It is necessary to let the frontline and most basic combat forces regain leadership and command, to integrate them into the whole again, to supplement the command strength at every level, to straighten out the command system from the top to the bottom, and to sort out Logistics supply and supply system
This is a very difficult job. Even in peacetime, the complexity and difficulty of this work would take a long time. At this moment, the fierce attacks from the enemy on the periphery never stopped. At all times, a large number of our own warships turn into desperate fireworks and light up the universe.
But at this moment, perhaps it was the threat of death that activated his potential. Although it was difficult, Boyaro finally did it.
With the storm mothership as the core, the still huge fleet began to slowly advance towards the outer reaches of the galaxy. In the specific combat process, tactical actions such as defense changes, supplies, attacks, and covers also began to become orderly.
The flagship of the human civilization space force, General Qin Hu frowned slightly. Commander Hu Xiaohua murmured: "How is it possible? The Storm Fleet straightened out its internal affairs so quickly?"
You know, it's only been less than two days since the previous chaos ended.
General Qin Hu said solemnly: "The leader of Storm Civilization has leadership abilities beyond our imagination. We have underestimated him again.'
"How could he do it?" Commander Hu Xiaohua was in disbelief: "The previous chaos was caused by friendly parties attacking each other! With this layer of psychological baggage, how could they still cooperate? Especially, the chaos started from the beginning. Initiated by the Storm Mothership! How can the legitimacy of the leadership of the leader of the Storm Civilization not be questioned?'
Although we have always been close comrades in arms, in the chaos, you desperately wanted to beat me to death, and I desperately wanted to beat you to death. Although the chaos has subsided now, just because of an order from a superior, you and I are fighting side by side again?
What a joke! We are not children, so we are not that easy to fool!
In particular, the first one to attack his own people is the storm mothership where the president is! If the president does this, is he worthy of leading the entire civilization?
In almost every war model prediction, the result that General Qin Hu saw was that it was impossible for the enemy to restore organization and combat effectiveness in the short term. But obviously, the enemy once again exceeded our expectations.
General Qin Hu sighed: "It's nothing more than finding one person to take the blame. As long as all the blame is placed on this person, then everyone will become pure and innocent again and can cooperate closely. Because before You and I are not at fault, it’s the person who takes the blame.'
Hu Xiaohua still felt a little unbelievable.
"This, this, everyone believes it?'
"Believe it or not, is it important? The important thing is that everyone has an excuse to comfort themselves. As long as they have this excuse, it is enough. What makes me feel incredible is how the leader of the Storm Civilization managed to do so in such a short time. Here, I found an excuse that was so appropriate, so suitable, enough for everyone to convince themselves. This person is not simple. If he leads these remnants, they might actually be able to escape.'
"We must not let them escape." Hu Xiaohua murmured: "If he escapes, we don't know how much trouble it will cause us and how many more people we will die.'
At this moment, the storm mother ship.
Boyaro clearly saw that the enemy's attack was like a tide, with battleships and automated weapons coming almost overwhelmingly. The number of our own surviving warships is declining rapidly. But... the rate of decline has been greatly reduced compared to before.
He breathed a sigh of relief
Because there is enough strategic buffer space, no matter how powerful the weapon is, the damage it can cause to the enemy and oneself is relatively limited. It is unlikely that a single shell can kill several dozen warships in a row.
This is the normal state of war. Just like before, losing hundreds of thousands of warships in one battle was just a special case.
However, based on this rate, at least the storm mother ship still has great hope of escaping from the inner galaxy. The only difference is that when the storm mother ship leaves the coverage of the enemy's automatic defense system of the galaxy - that is, when the enemy loses the advantage of the home field, there is a question of whether there are 30,000 or 3,000 of our own warships still escorting the mother ship. .
At this moment, Boyaro issued an order to the remaining forces stationed in the base camp billions of kilometers away.
"Except for important secondary persons, all other secondary persons will be executed. Among civilians, those over 350 years old, those with intelligence ratings of D level or below, and those suffering from C level and above diseases will also be executed. All remains will be recovered Decompose. Abandon some unnecessary baggage, wait for our return, and then immediately set sail for other star systems."
All leaders of the Storm Fleet acquiesced to Boyaro's orders.
This is people's only option.
Putting down the communicator, Boyaro looked at the real scene of the battlefield, looking at the numerous chaotic light spots, and fell into deep thought.
At this moment, an inconspicuous small point of light quietly appeared from the edge of the battlefield and headed straight towards the core of the battlefield. The soldiers of the Storm Civilization who were on the front line of the battle also saw a small, weird-looking spaceship leaving the enemy array and rushing towards their own side.
