Thousands of missiles were fired in salvos.
Although they are only miniature missiles, the exaggerated number can definitely make people stunned.
"Fuck! It's actually a repeating missile launcher! And there are two of them!"
It's very difficult to get this high-end product.
And this thing can’t be bought with money.
Relationships and funds are both indispensable.
But in front of him, each of these battleships actually had two such top-level launchers!
Go crazy. None of the landlords are so cruel, right?
For a moment, his whole scalp was numb and he immediately gave the order.
"Quick! Form a tight formation! Count as many as you can intercept!"
Normally, a thousand micro-missiles and the cannons on 500 frigates can intercept them.
But this is only a theoretical situation.
In fact, the interception rate of one thousand missiles is only about 50%.
One of the reasons for this is the repeated locking problem of the fire control system.
Another reason is the formation.
The 30mm cannon only has a range of 200 meters.
The frigates will block each other, greatly affecting the interception efficiency of the rear warships.
A 50% interception rate is already very good.
As these micro-missiles approached, all the personnel's expressions became extremely solemn.
They form a dense resonance shield with each other.
It's not that they don't want to form a defensive array, but in this situation, there is no time for them to unite.
Large cannons were fired out, followed by a torrent of micro-missiles.
The flames of the explosion instantly appeared in front of the frigate group.
But in just two seconds, the missile group penetrated deep into the enemy's fleet.
The shield was hit one after another and could not withstand this level of damage, and battle damage began to appear immediately.
And the losses are accelerating.
The first round of micro-missile bombing was over. Five hundred frigates and more than one hundred frigates were completely destroyed.
Before they could breathe a sigh of relief, the second round had already appeared two kilometers away from them.
The cooling time of the guard-class missile is only ten seconds, and the speed of the missile is almost 100 meters per second.
On the radar, three batches of missiles have been launched.
The fourth batch of missiles is already on its way to be launched.
However, judging from the current situation, the last batch is no longer necessary.
Being able to withstand the bombardment of these three batches of missiles is the limit of these 500 frigates.
I have to say that the power of money is quite exaggerated.
Intercepting the second batch of missiles will cause the enemy greater losses.
By the end of the third batch, there were only a few scattered warships left by the slave merchants.
The situation on the destroyer side is also quite miserable.
In the face of the absolute range advantage, this group of miscellaneous fish didn't even have a chance to get close, and they were all rushed.
"Regiment, leader. What should we do?"
Everyone who was still alive had their livers and gallbladders broken, and their emotions were on the verge of collapse.
It's too exaggerated. Fifty ships fight five hundred ships with zero losses. Apart from burning a lot of money, there is no problem at all.
How did they know that he purchased these micro-missiles at cost?
The actual price is far less high than imagined.
The battle was temporarily stopped. The opponent had been beaten to the point of being unable to fight back. Continuing would only be a waste of energy and ammunition.
Reconnect the other party's communication.
"Tell me, how do you want to compensate me for my losses?"
"Me, we give money."
The group leader stammered, but finally said these words.
"Very good, this time you caused me a lot of ammunition loss and huge damage to the Red Fox people."
"I don't want more from you, ten million star coins. Do you want to transfer money or cash?"
This number shocked everyone across the street.
I didn’t expect this kid to be so dark, he could tell you 10 million when he opened his mouth.
Do you think your missiles are made of gold?
But he didn't dare to speak in this tone.
He had to ask in a consultative tone.
"Can it be less? We don't have that much money."
Ye Nan raised her eyebrows, daring to bargain with him at this time. Who doesn't know that slave traders are a very wealthy group of people.
"No money? If you don't have money, you can borrow money from loan sharks. Anyway, if I don't see the money today, none of you will be able to leave."
The leader gritted his teeth and gave up.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment. I will raise funds right now."
Communication hung up.
Ye Nan didn't bother to pay attention to them.
He looked at Zhao Xier.
"Can you contact your clan and ask them what their current situation is?"
"Yeah. I'll try."
But she tried several times and could only shake her head helplessly.
"It should be that the ultra-quantum communication station has been destroyed. I can't contact Her Majesty the Queen now." 33
This communication station is built on the surface. Normally, this thing is also the first target to be attacked.
Ye Nan didn't pay too much attention. They were already here anyway, and the colonial ship would not arrive for another week, or so a few days.
As time passed, another batch of red dots suddenly appeared on the radar.
He frowned slightly, feeling that this was a bit unexpected.
At this moment, the group leader took the initiative to contact Ye Nan.
It's just that this time his expression was obviously different from before.
Confidence, yes, that’s what it feels like.
And his next words confirmed this for him.
"Boy, it was a good fight just now, wasn't it? Now my support has arrived. You have to surrender obediently, and I can forget about it."
"But if you are stubborn, don't blame me for killing you here!"
He is very greedy for those frigates.
If he had such a escort fleet, the destructive power would definitely reach the sky.
Ye Nan frowned. According to the data analyzed from the radar, all the ships coming this time were destroyers, numbering a hundred.
Sure enough, he is a rich man, and this move is a hundred destroyers.
And since the opponent is so confident, the weapons above should not be conventional equipment.
Otherwise, even if a thousand destroyers like Zhan Falcon are encountered, it will be useless.
Sooner or later they will be consumed to death.
The other party's current attitude means that their destroyers must be equipped with standard missiles this time.
This missile has a range of thirty kilometers.
It is completely possible to shoot head-on with a fighting falcon.
Moreover, the Fighting Falcon destroyer would definitely not be able to defeat so many of their warships.
"How? Did you guess it? Yes, these are all guided missile destroyers. Neither your frigate nor that strange battleship can win this battlefield."
"Garbage, there is only one way before you now. Shutting down the reactor and accepting the trial of this regiment leader is your only way out."
Ye Nan was speechless and didn't know where this idiot got his confidence.
Does he think that missiles can defeat him?
He gestured with his middle finger and looked at the other person with an expression on his face that said he was a fool.
"It is impossible to surrender. But if you are pressed to the ground and rubbed again this time, ten million won't be able to settle the matter."
Some people died, but not completely...
