Galactic Conflict: I Restore the Glory of Humanity

"No, no, no... This is impossible... We can't defeat them!" A naval recruit looked at what was happening in front of him in horror, his face as pale as paper.

His eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he saw the end of the world.

The frigate had been devoured by countless swarms of insects and turned into a ruin.

And the next target was obviously the warship they were on.

"Soldiers! Hold your position! Don't try to run away!" The sergeant supervising the battle roared, his voice full of majesty and severity.

"No, no! My parents are still waiting for me! I still have a family! I still have a wife! I can't die here! I can't!"

The gunner shouted excitedly, his voice trembling and crying.

He struggled to climb out of his position and ran towards the exit desperately, his heart filled with fear of death.

"Asshole! Come back now!"

The other members of the artillery crew shouted at the fleeing recruit, but the only response they got was the recruit's back as he fled in panic.

"boom!"

With a crisp gunshot, the sergeant supervising the battle pulled the trigger of the laser gun in his hand without hesitation.

A dazzling red beam of light instantly streaked through the air and hit the deserter's head accurately.

The deserter's head exploded in an instant, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, forming a horrifying picture.

"Damn bastard!" an artilleryman cursed angrily.

As he cursed, the other artillerymen also began to curse. Their eyes were all focused on the bloody body of the deserter being carried away.

Two mechanical slaves carefully lifted the deserter's body, as if they were afraid of hurting him.

However, despite the gentle movements, it could not conceal the deserter's horrific appearance - his body had become unrecognizable, and his head was a mixture of red blood, flesh, and white brain matter, which was shocking.

At this time, the officer who had just shot the deserter came forward, his face terribly gloomy.

His eyes were filled with anger, and he said in a cold voice: "Anyone who dares to desert will be expelled for heresy! Their family members will never be reused by the main departments of the empire! If they have the right to live in the Middle Nest, they will be exiled to the Lower Nest!"

His words were as biting as a cold wind, making everyone present shudder.

His eyes swept over each person, as if he wanted to see through their souls. Finally, he stopped at the location where the deserter had just been.

"Gun crew 649, I will take over the gunner position." His tone was firm and decisive. After that, he walked into the narrow control room and closed the door.

In the control room, he picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "Attention everyone! Get ready for battle! Get ready for battle!" There was an irresistible majesty in his voice.

"Ready to fire!" he gave the order.

"Got it!" the artillerymen answered in unison.

With a loud bang, countless anti-aircraft shells whizzed out and flew towards the enemy with destructive power.

One after another, the spore mines that attempted to approach the warship were hit and then turned into bloody mist in the deep space.

However, despite this, this loss still could not stop the Zerg's subsequent attack.

"Continue the attack!" the officer ordered again.

"Yes, sir!" The artillerymen acted quickly, loading anti-aircraft shells one after another.

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"Attack the enemy's weak points, and use air units to resist the enemy's artillery fire..."

With an order, the brain worm in the biological battleship continued to issue orders. In the fungal carpet outside the biological battleship, a large number of flying insects were breaking out of their shells and then flying towards the empire's battleships.

These flying insects swarmed like a swarm of bees, rushing towards the Imperial fleet in an attempt to break through the defense line.

The brain worm adjusted its combat strategy. It knew very well that the Imperial fleet's air defense capability was strong, so it decided to use a large number of flying insects to attract the Empire's air defense firepower, giving the spore mines a chance to attack the weak points of the warships.

"Damn it! There are more and more enemies!"

Mikael in the battleship control room looked at the increasing number of enemies on the screen and couldn't help cursing in his heart. He knew that this battle would become extremely difficult, but he also understood that they had to persevere, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

The remaining fighter formations continued their journey after replenishing their ammunition for the last time, and they had to face an enemy that was several times their number.

But the pilots did not retreat. They bravely flew their fighter planes and fought a desperate battle with the enemy.

Each fighter plane is a brave warrior who defends the dignity and honor of the empire with his life.

"In the name of the Emperor! Come on! Disgusting bugs!"

Finally, dozens of fighter jets shuttled through the swarm of flying insects, and the explosive bombs hit the shells of these flying insects, creating bloody holes one after another.

"careful!"

A fighter jet was unable to dodge and collided with a spore mine, and both sides lost their lives in the deep space.

"The enemy has blocked our subspace communications, and we are unable to request assistance from friendly forces."

"Generally speaking, once a fleet loses contact for more than three Terra Hours, the Empire will send a fleet to the point where the signal disappears to check. That means we have to hold on for another Terra Hour." Mikael listened to his subordinate's report with a frown on his face, his heart filled with worry and uneasiness.

However, just as he was thinking about how to deal with the current situation, the Zerg had already launched the first wave of attacks.

Dozens of spore mines moved quietly to the anti-aircraft gun position on the right side of the battleship like ghosts, and then detonated at the same time. In an instant, the high temperature tore a huge gap in the anti-aircraft gun turret, and several sailors were unable to dodge and were sucked into the universe by the powerful suction.

With this gap, the Zerg's subsequent attack became easy.

A large number of spore mines rushed towards the gap like surging waves, trying to use continuous explosions to further tear the gap.

The Imperial Army soon realized this serious problem, but when faced with such a large swarm of Zerg, their anti-aircraft artillery shells were almost exhausted.

Although the anti-aircraft weapons loaded on this battle barge can fire millions of anti-aircraft shells per second, the swarm of insects that have been developing for decades is nothing to them.

New members join this bloody tug-of-war every minute and every second. However, as the anti-aircraft guns go silent one after another, the real bloody battle is about to begin.

"All members, head to the B9 deck area immediately. The enemy is boarding our warship. Be prepared to counter the boarding!"