The colonel guarding one of the two fixed jump points leading to the N77 star field has been very troubled in the past two days. For some reason, the number of guys who want to sneak into the jump point has increased sharply. In the past two days alone, nearly 20 large and small starships have been detained. There are also hundreds of strange and bizarre aircraft. No matter how arrogant and domineering he was, he would not dare to set up automatic navigation to rush to the defensive turret. Now a destroyer in the garrison fleet has been used as a temporary prison. Hundreds of people have been detained inside, and the cells are running out.
No matter how generous this commander is, he knows that things are going to be bad soon. It is already a big deal that so many people have been detained. The higher-ups will definitely investigate them, and this investigation will most likely trace them to the first few starships that 'attacked' the garrison. In fact, the starships that rushed towards the garrison turrets behaved strangely. This was not watertight at all and could not withstand careful investigation. If we continue to investigate, most of those human lives will not be covered up.
Originally, with the help of wartime laws, one could do many things that were inconvenient to do at ordinary times, and the N77 star field has been completely occupied. Unless someone is impatient, they would want to run there at this time, otherwise they must follow Chu. You belong to someone who has some connections. As for the latter, there is no need to say more, just add it to the missing list.
But he never expected that so many people would suddenly appear. After being stopped, even this usually domineering guy began to feel timid, and his hands were shaking involuntarily when giving orders. Although during the subsequent interceptions, he conscientiously followed the procedures to detain people on ships and detained them, and he also paid attention to the basic treatment of detainees. But it was already too late, the first few cases were enough to send him to the guillotine.
The adjutant also had an ugly face. Seeing another starship appear in the depths of the starry sky, the turret controlled by the control rotated a little slower and did not lock immediately. The starship looked majestic, with a heavy metal air from the inside out, but it could not hide the fact that it was a product hundreds of years ago. It would be great if this old antique could fly.
The corner of the commander's mouth twitched a few times, and he said a little tiredly: "Just give them a warning and let them go back."
"Aren't you going to button it up?"
"Detain?" the commander smiled bitterly, "Now we should think about how to release so many detained people, right?"
However, the warning had been broadcast twice, and the old starship did not slow down at all and flew toward the jumping point with difficulty. According to the commander's inherent bad temper, if two warnings were ineffective, the third time it would be time to fire directly. But at this moment, he was heartbroken. He just waved his hand and said, "Send a boat to stop them. If they are willing to leave, don't stop them."
Before the adjutant could give the order, he saw the antique starship light up with two bright lights, and the light became more and more dazzling.
A red light began to flash in the command module, and harsh warnings sounded several times in a row. Only then did the commander realize what was happening. That antique ship was actually accumulating energy? This old-fashioned thing also has a main gun?
Before he could recover from the shock, a flash of light pierced the dark sky, spanning hundreds of kilometers in an instant, and hit the turret stationed at the jump gate!
A strong flash of light instantly engulfed the entire jumping point. When the light receded, a terrifying deep pit appeared in front of the fort, and then flames continued to spurt out, and rounds of explosions began.
Killed a heavy patrol-level fort with one shot?
The commander could see it clearly. It looked like the antique ship was emitting a beam of light, but in fact it was a group of high-energy particles with extremely high energy. Because the speed was so fast, it appeared like a beam of light. But looking at the entire Dynasty Federation, there are only seven or eight most advanced models of such a powerful particle cannon. How could it appear on an antique ship?
Just as the commander was about to order a counterattack, he noticed another beam of light coming out of the corner of his eye, pointing directly at the fixed turret on the other side.
This antique ship not only has the most advanced high-power particle main cannon, but also two more?
The commander ignored the shock and immediately ordered the fighter planes to attack. In an instant, dozens of fighter planes flew out of the base and fiercely pounced on the antique ship ahead.
The antique ship actually also released fighter planes, but the number was a little small, less than ten in total.
However, as soon as these fighter planes moved, they immediately showed jaw-dropping performance, like tigers descending from the mountain and plunging into the defenders' group of fighter planes.
The particle cannon of the antique ship continued to bombard, first sinking the two destroyers that rushed over, and then clearing the fixed turrets on the base one by one like a roll call. When the base's counterattack firepower was basically silenced, all the released fighter jets flew back. The battlefield was littered with the wreckage of fighter planes. Only a single digit number of the nearly 100 fighter planes that the defenders had attacked had managed to escape.
At the edge of the battlefield, a light cruiser and a destroyer were speeding away. The light cruiser was the flagship of the guard fleet, while the destroyer was the prison ship for temporary prisoners.
In the bridge of the antique ship, an old man whose hair was about to fall out stared at the two escaping starships, licked his lips, and cursed: "After all these years, I still have a fear of death! Guys We just killed a destroyer and they ran away, it’s so rude! Boss, go after them and kill them, it will make you angry!”
The old man sitting in the command position gently tapped his forehead. Just sitting there, he felt an indescribable sense of majesty and solemnity. His eyes slowly swept across the wreckage of the battlefield, and he said: "I haven't seen the battlefield in almost 30 years, and I really miss it! Those two little bastards can't run very fast. It would take several months to chase them. .Forget it, just level the defense here, as long as everyone can pass through here, see how many federal troops there are, and see that there are still people fighting, that's pretty much it."
"Boss, what are you going to do next? Go to N77 and punish those grandsons of the Federation?"
The old man smiled and said slowly: "We have been retired for decades, why are they still so angry? Let's just go over and take a look. It's enough to make the difference."
"okay!"
The antique starship slowly accelerated, passed through the fixed jump point, and disappeared.
Federal Parliament, Council of War.
Meetings of the War Council have been held in the Great Oval Chamber of Parliament. The Oval Conference Hall is a hall with a 30-meter-high dome. On the top of the hall is a huge epic oil painting of mankind's development of the first extraterrestrial base. According to tradition, the War Council has 60 members, 5 vice-chairmen and a chairman. Every time a major issue is voted on, the chairman has double voting rights, so there will be no undecision.
In the center of the large conference hall is a huge star map, and the seats of the members are distributed along the wall. Their high-back chairs are 20 meters away from the ground in the center of the conference hall. They are like gods overlooking the human world.
Instead, the chairman's seat is on the floor of the hall, in front of the star map, and it is standing, without a seat. At this moment, he said in his unique slow and deep voice: "The next thing to discuss is the plan to increase the number of troops in the N77 star field."
One committee member suddenly raised his arms and said, "I object!"
(End of chapter)
