Survival of the Stars: Rise of the Fourth Scourge

While the battle was raging inside the orbital fortress, outside, the battle was coming to an end.

As soon as the main guns of the orbital fortress were turned off, the "Xinjing Shogunate" fleet suffered a catastrophe.

A large number of warships were destroyed, and clusters of dazzling flames erupted in the dark starry sky.

Although the Gundam troops fighting with the fleet caused some damage to the Imperial fleet, the engine of a "Cobra" destroyer was severely damaged, separated from the fleet, and drifted on the edge of the battlefield.

But they were too few in number to decide the outcome of the war.

In the first wave of attacks alone, the Gundam troops damaged 70% of the Gundams.

They have no energy left for a second wave of attacks.

Even if there is, the fleet is almost completely wiped out, and the orbital fortress itself cannot be protected, and it is difficult to carry out a second wave of attacks.

"Fire!"

In Orbital Fortress, the battle has also reached a fever pitch.

In a hangar, the marines guarding the hangar finally waited for the enemy.

In the sound of "clank" footsteps, tall steel bodies came out of the passage.

As soon as they appeared, there was only a loud roar in the empty hangar.

The marines hiding behind the bunker were already on the second floor, and the soldiers on the third floor leaned out and raised their guns to shoot.

"Bang bang..."

For a while, intensive gunfire rang out, and the flames flickered.

Dense bullets roared towards the Astartes monks.

"Ding ding..."

However, when the bullet hit the Mark III power armor on the Primaris Space Marine, only sparks burst out.

Although the history of the Mark III power armor is very long, it can be traced back to the period of the Great Expedition of the Empire.

But its defensive power is unquestionable. It once protected the monks of the Astartes and conquered one alien civilization after another.

Under the heavy rain of bullets, the Adeptus Astartes fought back.

They raised their guns and fired, and the sound of bursts of gunfire immediately echoed in the hangar.

It was the roar of death, and the fiery red bullet marks flashed past.

On the first floor, on the second floor, the soldiers behind the guardrail were blown off their heads like harvested wheat.

The splattered blood stained a large area red, like bloody flowers in full bloom.

Just then, just as the Marines were being slaughtered.

A hatch on the other side of the hangar opened.

With the sound of machinery running, three robots that looked like spiders came out of the passage.

Self-propelled anti-human combat robot.

They are not big, about one meter high, except for eight legs, there is only one 15mm seven-barreled Gatling heavy machine gun.

As soon as they appeared, the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the Adeptus Astartes.

"Om, da da..."

Amidst the roar of the motor, a "buzzing" sound suddenly sounded.

Three firepower swept towards the monks of the Astartes.

Wherever it passed, dense bullets hit the ground and equipment, bursting into bursts of fiery red.

The monks of the Astartes scattered and hid behind the bunker.

Outside, a metallic storm roared, tinkling and clanging.

An Astartes monk behind the bunker nodded to his companion not far away.

The two rushed out in a tacit understanding, raised their guns, and pressed their left hands on the bolter.

"Da da……"

The sound of high-speed gunfire immediately rang through the hangar, and its rate of fire was faster than that of the self-propelled robot Gatling.

The 19mm caliber muzzle spewed out dazzling flames.

A series of explosive bombs shot out, spanning a distance of [-] meters in an instant, and precisely hit the self-propelled machine.

"laugh……"

Intensive explosions suddenly occurred on the three self-propelled anti-human robots.

The body was directly shredded layer by layer, turning into a pile of ruins.

The enemy had been eliminated, and in silence, the Adeptus Astartes stepped from behind the cover and continued to stride forward.

At this time, in the command hall of the orbital fortress.

"When will the power be restored? Also, what's the situation with the Marine Corps?"

Facing the anxious inquiry of Fleet Commander Ichiro Shibao, everyone in the command hall looked at each other in blank dismay.

No one was able to answer Shibao's questions, and anyway, things were going badly.

"Shibai Ichiro Fleet Commander, you must evacuate..."

At this time, an officer suddenly spoke.

The expression on his face was only dignified, and he said again: "You cannot be the first fleet commander captured by the "Xinjing Shogunate"."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expression changed slightly.

At this time, there is no need to continue fighting.

They have lost, this is an unquestionable fact.

There are no more than one out of ten fleets outside.

Without the cover of the orbital defense fortress, in just 10 minutes, the fleet suffered a catastrophe.

The first captured fleet commander?

Hearing this, Chai Shengichiro was stunned.

The expression on his face became very ugly, and he got up and stood up.

"Withdraw, abandon the orbital fortress, abandon the S-01909 star system, and evacuate everyone!"

After leaving such a sentence, under the escort of a team of marines, Ichiro Shibai hurried out.

Following Shibai Ichiro's order to evacuate, the situation on the battlefield became completely clear.

Outside, the tail engines of the remaining three battleships emitted dazzling blue flames.

The battleship turned sharply and fled into the depths of the starry sky.

Columbus transport ships carrying evacuees lifted off from various docks and fled in all directions.

"Let them go, follow the plan..."

In the dark universe, Li Meng has been staying in the starry sky not far from the orbital fortress.

Looking at the orbital fortress not far away, Li Meng used psychic communication to contact the astropath, the flagship of the fleet.

At this time, the imperial fleet had already arrived at the orbital fortress.

The distance is very short, less than hundreds of kilometers.

Such a distance in the universe is like two big guys who are almost chest to chest, within reach.

Fleet, flagship, bridge.

"There are orders from the "King", don't intercept them, let them go, follow the plan..."

Hearing this, Ralph's face straightened.

The outcome of victory was already in Ralph's expectation.

Even without the Adeptus Astartes, the fleet could have taken the Orbital Fortress.

It's just that the price is much higher than it is now, and the loss of the fleet will not be less than one-fifth.

After all, the firepower of the enemy orbital fortress is not weak.

Looking at the starry sky outside the window, Ralph waved his hand slightly and said, "Launch!"

About ten seconds later, a near-defense automatic gun on the left deck of the flagship "Firestorm-class" frigate slightly adjusted its muzzle.

I saw a flash of fire, and a cannonball shot out.

At the beginning, there was still a trace of fire passing across the starry sky, but after flying for nearly a thousand kilometers, the trace of fire disappeared.

In the dark starry sky, shells flew by.

Just ahead of it is a Columbus-class transport ship.

Seeing that the Columbus-class transport ship is about to jump into the curvature space.

Cannonballs flew over the Columbus transport ship.