From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

The holographic screen showed that the energy shield of the Reaper mothership was rapidly collapsing and disintegrating like a broken mirror.

Also...

The same point of the energy shield was continuously bombarded by four needle-shaped tungsten steel bullets with a speed of 0.12% of light, a large number of plasma main and secondary guns, and finally faced "face to face" with the equivalent of hundreds of billions of tons of TNT. After falling, it finally couldn't hold on anymore and burst into pieces.

You know, this is all the firepower of the Atlas fleet, especially since there is only one chance to launch a salvo of missiles.

If the shield cannot be broken, the fleet will have no choice but to adopt the second option, allowing Sanguinius and a small number of the most elite troops to board the Puffin assault boat, using stealth methods and speed control to try to sneak into the mothership.

But the second option is pure gambling.

At this time, seeing that the original first plan worked, Sean Rice immediately ordered: "Act according to the original plan! Cooperate with the fleet to quickly approach the target, attract the opponent's attention as much as possible, and create opportunities for the assault force."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, all the crew members also concentrated their efforts and coordinated to control the Dawn to carry out operations.

Beep——!

At this time, a short, harsh reminder sounded.

The radar operator's expression returned to solemnity, and he reported to Sean Rice: "Captain! Our position has been exposed, and I also detected that the other party is trying to lock on the Dawn...the other party has completed the lock!"

"Go at full speed!" Sean Rice called up a more comprehensive holographic star map. Seeing that the screen showed that the Reaper mothership had released a dense energy cannon group towards them, he continued to order:

"Helmsman, let this ship move to the position of 36.67.36 first, and then move closer to the space area of ​​35.66.35 to get rid of the opponent's barrage!

Gunner, fight back! Let them know that we humans are not easy targets!

Communications Officer, inform the Fiddes and Dawn that after arriving in the space domain of 36.68.36, the ship will turn on the antimatter engine and continue to accelerate for 15 seconds as planned, so that they can have a psychological expectation and avoid unnecessary collisions! "

"Yes! Captain!"

Following a series of words from Sean Rice, the Dawn began to operate at extremely high speed.

And the Dawn on the star map moves forward in an "up and down" wave, and the artillery barrage released by the Reaper mothership is about to arrive near the Dawn...

At this time, without the assistance of star maps and holographic screens, everyone in the bridge could use their visual vision to see the "overwhelming" emerald green light group toward them through the sealed observation windows placed at the front and both sides. and Dawn attack.

approaching…

approaching…

Everyone almost held their breath until the Dawn "passed by" the barrage, as if their emotions were lifted to the throat, and they finally relaxed.

Although the Selune class also has a superconducting magnetic field device that can "bounce" and "deflect" incoming energy attacks, facing such a large-scale artillery barrage, the Dawn will only end up with a ship explosion.

But the nature of this assault was destined to be a head-to-head confrontation with the Reaper's mothership.

Therefore, the entire crew had to place their hopes on their captain's decision-making and believe that their Dawn could survive until the end.

The Dawn, which avoided the large-scale artillery regiment, also arrived in the designated space area. Then, the helmsman adjusted the angle of the ship's hull, followed Sean Rice's order to accelerate antimatter, and reminded loudly:

"Everyone, get ready! This ship is about to accelerate, three...

two…

one! "

As the helmsman's countdown ended, the Dawn began a short but extremely fast advance.

Due to the lack of nearby reference objects, the scene outside the closed observation window seemed to have not changed at all.

However, the Reaper mothership located at the bow of the Dawn appeared in the visual field of view of the crew as if "extremely fast zooming".

Looking at the mothership outside the window, Sean Rice's tone dropped:

"Communications officer, inform the carrier-based aircraft formation to dispatch immediately."

"Yes!"

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...

Outside the bridge of the Dawn.

If you observe the two sides fighting from a distance, you can see that the Dawn and the Atlas fleet crossed 30,000 kilometers in just over ten seconds and engaged in a close confrontation with the Reaper mothership.

And in the hangar of the Dawn;

The space here is compact, with a magnetically accelerated channel at its center.

At this moment, eight White-legged Falcon carrier-based aircraft are being inspected by ground crews.

And in order to improve efficiency, this area will continue to be in a vacuum and low temperature state after entering a combat state.

Therefore, the ground crew working here must wear fully-sealed protective suits and exclusive mechanical skeletons. There is a delivery hose on the lower back, so there is no need to worry about oxygen consumption.

As for the ground crew who drive the work mecha, they also need to wear protective clothing in accordance with the rules and regulations to avoid any accidents.

In addition to the eight white-legged falcons, there are also forty unmanned combat aircraft equipped with micro-nuclear fusion engines and shaped like a triangular "△", which are placed on the apron like a ladder shelf.

at this time.

The white-legged falcon numbered 01 was picked up by a large robotic arm controlled by ground staff and moved to the end of the channel. The landing gear under the nose was also connected to the magnetic ejection slot.

In the single cockpit, the pilot, also wearing a fully airtight flight suit and a holographic helmet, was undergoing final adjustments.

After making sure that everything was normal, he turned to look at the ground crew outside the cabin and waved, and then reported through the helmet communication transceiver:

"Bridge, this is Captain Javier Noirian. The carrier-based aircraft squadron is ready for attack. Please request approval for departure."

"This is the bridge, approved, and good luck to you, Captain Noelian."

"receive."

After the pilot named Javiro Noelian finished speaking, he controlled the white-legged falcon he was flying, ejected straight out of the channel with the open air valve, and came into the endless deep space of the universe.

Swish-swish-!

The remaining white-legged falcons and drones also ejected from the Dawn one after another.

Not long after, the various information and real-time data of the carrier-based aircraft squadron were displayed on Havero's helmet screen.

But at this time, Havero was attracted by the Reaper mothership in his field of vision.

After all, the length and width of the opponent exceeded hundreds of kilometers, which was no different from a celestial body. This almost aroused Havero's subconscious phobia of giant objects.

However, with sufficient psychological preparation, and because they were the only ones responsible for blocking the thing in front of them from the earth behind them, Havero quickly adjusted his mentality, looked at the "swarm" that escaped from the mothership, and said:

"This is Number 1. Everyone, listen to my instructions and launch two air-to-air metallic hydrogen missiles at the enemy carrier-based aircraft group first."

Beep-beep-!

Before he finished speaking, the helmet screen locked onto a Reaper carrier-based aircraft (Attacker) that looked like a bulging disc or a legless scorpion.

Seeing this, Havero immediately pulled the red trigger, causing the two air-to-air missiles to break away from the magazine on the belly of the aircraft and fly forward at a speed far exceeding that of the White-legged Falcon.

Soon, hundreds or even thousands of air-to-air missiles appeared in his field of vision.

It seemed that the entire carrier-based aircraft squadron of the company's fleet launched a missile salvo in tacit understanding with each other.

Immediately afterwards——

Boom-boom-boom! ! !

A small "sun" suddenly appears in the cold space.