In Chu Jungui's consciousness, most of the Doomsday Shadow hologram was red, but about one-third of the area was completely destroyed. The spark is still running, and it continuously brings data from all over the place to Chu Jungui.
On the surface, the shadow of doomsday is still burning. Although the thick smoke is not as turbulent as it was at the beginning, it is still astonishingly powerful. In fact, there was nothing left to burn in the warehouse, so Chu Jungui asked someone to take part of the newly produced biomass gunpowder, mix it with branches, grass and leaves, and continue burning it in the warehouse. The smoke from dozens of braziers looked as if the entire fortress was on fire.
The real damage of Shadow of Doom is far less terrible than it seems. The main reason is that two layers of defensive armor are installed in key areas. Once these two layers of composite armor are installed, some areas that would have been completely destroyed can be preserved. After all, range-kill missiles are far less ruthless than armor-piercing missiles in point attacks. As for the high-energy particles of anti-personnel bombs, it is even more difficult to penetrate survival-grade composite materials.
When the attack came, Wilson's calm command also played a big role. He also arranged disaster relief immediately and minimized the damage.
Xinghuo has calculated the data. The entire fortress is damaged at 43%, and the production capacity is 55% of the original level. A complete repair will take a week at current production capacity.
The losses were also calculated, and the direct losses exceeded 30 million. The main reason why it is so low is that there is no cost. The Doomsday Shadow was snatched, and Wilson and Roland were captured as prisoners. At present, Chu Jun has no plans to pay them wages, and even if they were paid, there would be no use for them.
However, even if labor costs are included, the total loss is only 50 million.
In comparison, Ganbo lost more than 130 tanks after several battles, which is six to seven billion. There are at least 30 mechas, and another four to five billion are gone. The comprehensive auxiliary vehicle that Chu Jungui destroyed was also worth a lot of money, at least two to three hundred million.
Finally, there was this wave of missile attacks. Although the results are obvious, from an economic point of view, this is not the case. These missiles are originally pan-interstellar models. The more versatile they are, the more expensive they are. Therefore, these missiles themselves cost nearly ten million each, which is much more expensive than the Shadow Fortress of Doom.
Even Chu Jungui admired his opponent's arrogance. Not just anyone could smash a street gangster's head with an antique vase.
After several battles, the composite armor plates made of heavy alloys and composite materials were surprisingly effective. There are trace amounts of native impurities in the heavy alloy, but all performance indicators are above the standard, so that's it. It is mainly made of survival-grade composite materials. Not only is it extremely strong in resisting the penetration of various types of rays and particles, it is also surprisingly good in impact resistance and energy absorption.
According to Chu Jungui's own observations, part of the energy disappears after rushing into the composite material. This may be related to the fact that survival-grade composite materials use a lot of native organic matter as raw materials, and these organic matter inevitably contain a little Le Mans grain.
As for fire, what survival-grade materials are least afraid of is high temperature. When passing through storm clouds, it often has to face temperatures of hundreds of thousands of degrees or even higher in an instant.
Therefore, in Gamble's calculations, the missile yield was enough to destroy the Shadow of Doom twice, but in the end only half of the fortress was destroyed.
Looking at the battle report, Chu Jungui sighed silently in his heart, and he was really envious of his opponent's wealth. If the money was in his hands... at least half of the debt could be paid off.
2762236518.96, this long string of numbers is suspended under the dome of the conference hall, dazzlingly bright. Behind the circular table in the hall, a circle of marshals sat, with the marshal's scepter shining brightly beside the seats.
"Is this the military expenditure it costs to destroy a small forward base? Including the cost of preliminary operations, it has exceeded 5 billion. This amount of money is almost enough to dispatch a squadron once! If the squadron is used, I I don’t think anyone here would just want to destroy a small fortress on the surface of a planet, right?”
The marshals were thoughtful, and a few nodded slightly.
An old commander on the opposite side coughed and said: "That doesn't seem to be an ordinary fortress. As far as I know, the Shadow of Doom was first built by the Lancer Corps, and the defenders at most exceeded 10,000 people. And the defenders and supplies were transported Transport ships are almost always one-way tickets. It is normal for a fortress built at such a cost to be difficult to manage."
The other marshal suddenly looked ugly and snorted heavily.
The old commander smiled and stopped continuing the topic, but said: "This battle was not a good one, but we still won after all. Now that Gan Bo has proposed to rotate positions in advance, we should have one more topic, by Who will take his place?"
Someone said: "Changing defense is not a simple matter."
The old coach said slowly: "It is indeed difficult to change defenses. Mordred has to withdraw, but other personnel and facilities should stay there."
Several marshals were thoughtful. This is like handing over the planetary surface troops of the Knights of the Round Table to latecomers. These personnel and equipment are carefully selected, which is undoubtedly a big investment.
After a while, someone said: "Gan Bo's military exploits were originally somewhat insufficient, but considering the special nature of the N7703 galaxy, the weight of his military exploits seems to be adjusted to a higher level. I agree to be promoted to the rank of general, but the legions in the Highland Star Region will be The commander will be changed from actual appointment to acting, and whether to convert to actual appointment will be considered based on the performance one year later."
All the commanders agreed, and this article was passed.
The next agenda item is who will take over the vacancy left by Gamble. The atmosphere in the conference hall suddenly changed wonderfully, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen candidates were introduced. The commanders refused to give in to each other, insisting on what they had seen, and watched the meeting enter an endless loop of endless debate.
On Planet N7703, Galaxy 4, several transport ships passed through the storm clouds and hovered above the base of the Knights of the Round Table. In the center is a slender gray-blue starship with elegant and smooth lines and a very modern design. After the electric fire on the surface dissipated, there was actually no damage, only a few burnt black patches remained.
Inside the starship, a tall, cold woman put down the light screen in her hand and looked out the porthole. The virtual porthole not only displays the scene outside the ship, but also labels various planetary data. She frowned slightly and said, "What the old men have worked so hard for is this damn place? Is this a place where people live?"
Sitting opposite her was an elegant man. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "This place was not meant for people to live in. Although the scenery here is... well, it's a bit unsatisfactory, but any planet with life has extraordinary value."
"I know, I don't need you to lecture me."
The man wasn't angry either, he just shrugged.
The starship slowly landed in the center of the base, and the base commander of the Round Table Knights was already waiting. When the woman stepped out of the starship, he greeted her and greeted her.
The woman directly interrupted his long polite speech: "No need to say so much, you just need to know one thing. From now on, there will be no Knights of the Round Table here, only my subordinates, Agnes! Do you understand?"
The commander's expression changed several times, and finally he lowered his head and said, "I understand, sir."
The woman threw him aside and walked directly to the base command center. She said to the elegant man beside her: "Is this the place where I want to make achievements?"
"Yes."
"I can take it for a month at most."
"After completing the performance goals, you can go back. Of course, these people can be taken away."
"Then get to work quickly, I don't want to stay any longer."
