kvmb Chapter 430 Fleet: You too?
Chapter 430 Fleet: You too?
The third and fifth combat fleets under the Interstellar Peace Corporation.
Main ship of the third combat fleet.
Captain's cabin.
"Reporting to the captain, we have entered the Asnard system and are 2 light-years away from Pinocone. The estimated arrival time is 4 system hours."
A combatant in a Star Peace Corporation uniform is reporting to the captain, who has his back to him.
The captain nodded slightly, then asked, "Have you made contact with Emerald and Toppa?"
The combatant was silent for a moment, then said, "No."
"Both supervisors' long-range remote sensing signals have lost signal, and all the messages we sent have been ignored."
"However, the life transmitters of both supervisors are still functioning normally."
The captain's expression was somewhat grave. "It cannot be ruled out that the two officers have also perished."
"And what about Director Eve?" the captain continued to ask.
"There's still no news." The combatant's tone was also very grave.
"Report to the diamond supervisor immediately and request additional assistance."
"I have a feeling this incident is no small matter." The captain gazed at the cosmos ahead, his eyes filled with seriousness.
Based on his past experience in space travel, what happened to Pinocchio this time must be something serious.
"Received, Captain."
"Should we continue?" the combatant asked.
"We cannot proceed rashly at this time," the captain quickly ordered.
“But Captain, our target group is too large. Even at a distance of 2 light-years, Pinocene’s detectors can still detect us.”
The analyst next to him pointed to the main screen in the captain's cabin.
The image above shows the location of the entire starship group in the Asnard system.
The captain stared intently at the main screen, seemingly searching for something.
"Found it! This is it!" The captain waved his hand and selected an asteroid belt.
At this moment, the analyst and the combatant suddenly realized the truth.
"As expected of the captain!"
"Based on the current situation, that's the best hiding place."
"With a large number of asteroids as reflectors, we can avoid radar detection and confuse the enemy. After all, the enemy would never expect us to be hiding in the dangerous asteroid belt!"
"As expected of the captain, he solved the problem that we couldn't solve with just one move."
Analysts and combatants alike were full of praise.
"Alright, enough with the flattery. Issue the order to the entire fleet: full speed ahead towards the asteroid belt at coordinates (43, 8, 0.7)."
"The entire fleet was hidden in the asteroid belt until the Diamond Commander gave the order."
The captain quickly issued the order.
That asteroid is indeed the best hiding place in this star field.
"Yes, Captain!"
The two quickly relayed the captain's orders, and the battle fleet, consisting of tens of thousands of starships, immediately changed course and headed towards the asteroid belt.
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In the asteroid belt.
The antimatter fleet under the command of the Annihilation Lord Star Roar is hidden among them.
Countless starships disguised as asteroids, and tens of thousands of doomsday beasts were also in the ranks.
"Sir, why haven't we received any orders from the Great Khan yet?"
The situation remains unresolved.
In the past, when a great ruler destroyed a world, all he needed were them.
But now they are proceeding with extreme caution.
“The Great Khan has his own intentions, and destruction can also be interpreted in another way.”
The Exiles stared at the main screen. They had been hiding here for three days, waiting for the High Lord's command to unleash their full force and destroy Pinocchio in one fell swoop.
"In addition, another fleet is on its way, and we must wait to rendezvous with it."
The exiled man walked to the control panel.
Lord Starroy has not only mobilized this fleet, but another antimatter fleet is also en route.
Suddenly, a red warning light flashed on the main screen.
"Sir, a large number of unidentified ships are approaching, and their target... is us!"
An urgent report from the Imaginary Number Weaver.
"Coming towards us?" the exile pondered.
"Our coordinates were not leaked except when sent to the fleet."
"Judging by the time, they should have arrived by now."
The Exile looked at the main screen. "Lift the warning, cancel the disguise, and prepare to receive the fleet."
With the order given, countless starships removed their camouflage modules and sailed out of the asteroid belt in a grand procession.
the other side.
The Star Peace Corporation's starships also received warnings that a large unidentified fleet was approaching.
The captain was somewhat bewildered. Had these asteroids come to life?
At that moment, the analyst walked in.
"Captain, the Diamond Supervisor has approved your request."
"The Fourth Fleet will serve as our support force, and they have already obtained interplanetary warp privileges, so they are likely to arrive in Pinocene before us."
"The Fourth Fleet? Interstellar warp?"
The captain immediately looked at the red warning on the main screen and suddenly realized what was going on.
"That's really fast."
"I didn't expect that the Fourth Fleet would have already gotten ahead of us right after I finished reporting."
"Disarm and welcome our friendly forces."
With the captain's order given, the third and fifth battle groups were deactivated and flew toward the fleet in the asteroid belt.
Just as the two fleets met near the asteroid belt.
The Exile: ? ? ?
captain:???
The legion's flagship.
"Sir, it doesn't look like a legion on the other side!"
"Of course I saw it!"
The Exiles could now see the opposing fleet with their naked eyes.
This blue paint job, this protective aura, this smell of money... is this right?
Isn't this clearly the fleet of the Interstellar Peace Corporation?
"As expected of the company, they found our hiding place with ease."
"Fully armed, fire!"
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The company's flagship.
"captain....."
"I'm not blind."
The captain was trembling all over.
Wasn't it supposed to be the Fourth Fleet?
Where did his massive Fourth Fleet go?
What is this? Look into my eyes!
Isn't this clearly the Legion's fleet?
Wait, something's not right. How did the Legion's fleet end up in the asteroid belt?
Could it be...?
"Hmph, as expected of the Legion, they actually predicted my prediction in advance."
"However, the company is not one to be trifled with."
"Pass on my order: arm the entire ship."
"Start the war!!"
With the orders issued by the two sides' supreme commanders, the once beautiful, icy asteroid belt instantly transformed into a war-torn interstellar battlefield.
Both fleets are capable of destroying star systems, so their firepower is naturally comparable.
The roar of laser cannons and the trajectory of missiles intertwined to form a web of death, with countless energies colliding and annihilating in the void every second, releasing dazzling light.
In the center of the battlefield, the two flagships faced each other, serving not only as command centers for their respective fleets but also as symbols of the war.
Tens of thousands of starships emerged from behind the main ships of the Third and Fifth Joint Fleets of the Interstellar Peace Corporation.
The engine exhaust of tens of thousands of starships scorched the dark universe with golden-green scars, and the titanium armor shells reflected the embers of a dying star three light-years away.
On the metal armrests of the bridge command post, the captain abandoned his usual frivolousness and became cold and ruthless, like a war machine.
He tapped out a rhythm with his white-gloved index finger, as if he were thinking about something.
"C-7 sector gravitational lensing calibration, main gun array charging disguised as nebula radiation pulse."
The main screen instantly descended, transforming into a holographic sand table.
At this moment, the crimson dots representing the enemy forces in the holographic star map are approaching in a pincer shape. That is the antimatter legion's fleet, and the flagship's single-eyed porthole is emitting a murky red light.
"The energy reaction of the Doomsday Beasts is located behind the D-9 asteroid belt, and there are about a thousand of them."
The analyst's voice broke the silence.
Suddenly, the monitoring screen was filled with static, and thousands of legion assault ships resembling metal coffins appeared from the void.
The moment the ship's hull opened, antimatter phantoms swarmed out like locusts, their energy cores forming mobile minefields!
"Imaginary Number Shield Protocol activated."
Before the captain finished speaking, ripples appeared on the hulls of all the starships in the company's fleet.
The shockwave from the self-destruction of the spurious minefield was deflected towards the legion's main force, and the three cruisers were melted into molten iron by their own bombs.
As the exiled man watched the battle unfold on the holographic sandbox, he felt a strange sense of familiarity upon seeing the enemy's tactical commands.
"Captain, an old rival."
Let's give it a try.
Suddenly, the legion fleet split into hundreds of strands, each spiraling forward, pulled by the gravity of the Doomsday Beasts.
These mountain-sized behemoths opened their shells, revealing swirling black holes of negative energy within.
In just a few moments, the company fleet's artillery fire was completely consumed.
"The Doomsday Beast is a living warp drive, with our current firepower..."
The analyst's exclamation was interrupted by the captain raising his hand: "Execute the 'golden cicada shedding its shell' maneuver."
Tens of thousands of corporate starships simultaneously jettisoned their external armor plates, which, under the control of a magnetic field, formed an array of reflectors.
The radiation from the dying star was focused into a pair of starlight spears, instantly piercing through the seven doomsday beasts.
"Captain, phase mines have been deployed." The stealth engineering ship's report was very concise.
They have prepared at the fastest speed according to the captain's instructions.
"Alright, lure the enemy deep into our territory."
As the Legion fleet pursued the decoy formation that the company had feigned retreat, an amber-colored grid suddenly appeared in the void.
The minefield formed by the protective power sliced the twelve battleships into metal fragments.
The Exiles' flagship burst forth from the explosion, like fangs gnawing at the side of the company's flagship.
The ion shield cracked and splintered upon impact; the captain straightened his white military cap, as if he had anticipated this.
"The decapitation strike fleet is setting sail."
Three hundred planetary-level assault ships emerged from the stardust cloud.
These shuttle-shaped warships glide with their engines off, their hull coatings mimicking cosmic microwave background radiation.
They pierced the engine nozzles of the Flesh Reaper like scalpels.
The legion seemed to be ready as well, with two hundred Doomsday Beasts already assembled on the flank.
In an instant, all three hundred planetary-level warships were annihilated. The doomsday beasts fired doomsday beams from their mouths, turning the assault ships into exploding fireworks.
"A trap within a trap..." The captain's pupils reflected the rapidly enlarging beast claw on the hologram.
The combined gravitational fields of the five doomsday beasts caused the company's flagship to tilt like a moth caught in a spider's web!
"The doomsday beast is the bait; the main ship is the blade."
The exiled man stood by the porthole, close to the observation window, his reflection illuminating the captain's cold face.
The cannons on the belly of the legion's flagship cracked open, their eerie glow hinting at the antimatter singularity bombs.
At that very moment, all the starships in the company's fleet suddenly collapsed toward the center.
The armor plates they discarded formed a giant mirror under the influence of the magnetic field, refocusing the last rays of the dying star.
A supernova-level beam of light struck the apocalyptic horde, and dozens of giant beasts carbonized and disintegrated in the light.
The moment the shockwave blasted away the legion's flagship, a rail torpedo was launched from the flames.
The captain smiled slightly at that moment.
Clearly, they all chose their flagship as the primary weapon in their battles.
The magnetic rail torpedo, disguised as the starboard armor of the company's main ship that had been destroyed, precisely penetrated the main gun loading port of the legion's main ship.
A silent explosion is more dazzling than a supernova.
The legion's flagship expanded from within into a sphere of light, and the shockwave tore nearby doomsday beasts to shreds.
However, the exiled maniacal laughter echoed on the gravitational wave channel: "Can Nanook's blessing be extinguished by ordinary fire?"
An even larger shadow emerged from the dust of light. A hundred doomsday beasts used their bodies to form flesh and blood parts, repairing the legion's flagship from a steel behemoth into a biological starship with real flesh and blood.
This warship, forged from the bones of a colossal beast, has a keel with a kilometer-long antimatter ram.
"Ultimate Protocol: Codename, Amber King."
The captain tore off his white gloves.
The company's main ship began filling all non-essential compartments with liquid metal, and the protective force plated the ship's surface with a golden-green crystalline shell.
Tens of thousands of corporate starships abandoned their formation and crashed into the Doomsday Beast formation like a swarm of suicide bees.
At the same time, they released all their escort ships before the impact, and the fleet converged into a golden torrent that surged toward the legion's flagship.
But it was no use. The Doomsday Beast's gravitational field easily tore apart half of the escort ships, and the wreckage formed a metal storm that interfered with the ballistics.
Just as the remaining submarines were about to make contact with the target, the legion's flagship suddenly launched its spikes.
Countless bone spikes carried the most elite Void Soldier Decapitation Squad of the Antimatter Legion.
As the feint's chainsaw sword sliced through the blast door of the company's main ship's bridge, the captain was inserting the command key into the control console.
The holographic star map shows that the ramming horn of the legion's flagship has pierced the heart of the company's fleet array.
"Storage is not a shield..." the captain murmured to himself, then turned the key.
"Captain, you..."
The analyst standing nearby clenched his fist; he knew what that key represented.
"Listen, this is the last lesson."
"By taking part in the game, one can gain an advantage over fate."
Just before the company's main ship's engine overloaded and exploded, the captain pushed the analyst into the emergency ejection compartment.
He himself remained in the captain's cabin.
The ultimate light shone brightly. At this moment, the entire main ship transformed into a protective singularity, dragging all matter within a hundred kilometers toward the core.
The horde of apocalyptic beasts was torn apart by gravity and crashed into the legion's flagship, its antimatter ram piercing its own engine room in the distorted space.
The universe seemed to have been muted.
The protective singularity expanded into a golden-green nebula, and then collapsed into a miniature black hole.
The third and fifth combined fleets of the Interstellar Peace Corporation and the main fleet of the Antimatter Legion were stirred, melted, and annihilated in the gravitational vortex.
When the void returned to calm, only half of the bridge wreckage of the company's main ship remained floating.
On the charred command post, the captain, with only half of his body remaining, sat with his tattered military cap covering half of his white glove.
Three light-years away, on the wreckage of the Legion's flagship, a chainsaw sword pierced the body of an exile.
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