From Titan Corporation to the Empire of Man

Boom-boom-!

Da da-!

Silent explosions and dazzling aircraft cannon trajectories were staged in the front space of the Reaper mothership.

I saw those legless scorpion-shaped attacker carrier aircraft. Although they also have energy shield generators and want to resist all attacks for them, their power is simply not enough to compete with 4000 tons of TNT-equivalent metallic hydrogen air-to-air missiles. .

The first salvo of missiles released by the Atlas carrier aircraft formation achieved initial results, directly destroying nearly a thousand attackers.

However, even if the carrier-based aircraft formation is overwhelming, it cannot fill the huge numerical gap between the two sides.

Taking the Selunee-class Dawn as an example, its hangar can accommodate 4 single-seat and 4 two-seat White-legged Falcon carrier-based aircraft, and the co-pilot of the two-seat version is responsible for controlling the aircraft. 40 drones.

As for the larger and more powerful Fiddes-class frigates, its hangar can accommodate 24 White-legged Falcons, 120-160 drones, and 20 Puffin assault boats.

However, the armament of the Puffin assault boats is negligible. Their main purpose is to assist the landing operations of Marines and commandos.

Therefore, the total number of participating aircraft on the Atlas side is only more than 500, including drones that require co-pilot control.

On the other hand, looking at the Reaper mothership...

It’s simply endless.

There is no way, the other party's size is equivalent to a dwarf planet, and there is even a complete ecosystem inside.

At this stage, the Atlas fleet is just relying on its ruthlessness to confront them head-on.

Moreover, the attackers were simply unable to compete with the White-legged Falcons and drones in terms of agility, speed, firepower, and maneuverability, so the Atlas fleet was temporarily in an advantageous situation.

After all, humans in the "Independence Day" universe can rely on twentieth-century jet fighters to communicate with attackers.

now.

In the single cockpit of the White-legged Falcon carrier aircraft;

"Attention, Dawn formation! Spread out! Spread out! Cooperate with the guys in other formations to cover each other and lure away the annoying group of mosquitoes as much as possible to create a window for the assault force's airdrop pod and Puffin transport boat."

Javiro piloted his fighter plane to dodge the emerald green energy cannons while issuing orders to the squadron through the helmet communication.

After saying that, he pulled the control stick and made the fighter plane swing its wings quickly to the left, dodging two artillery shells again.

Beep-beep-beep-!

But a series of urgent reminders were still ringing in his ears.

The helmet screen showed that they were about to be surrounded by attackers a hundred times their size.

"Huh...huh...!"

After taking a few deep breaths, he continued to concentrate, holding the control stick tightly with his right hand, and debugging with his left hand to get the last four metallic hydrogen missiles in the magazine ready.

After the helmet locked onto the target, Havero immediately pulled the red trigger, causing four metallic hydrogen missiles to escape from the magazine, quickly pass under the fuselage, and appear within his visual range.

Boom-boom-! !

The four missiles successfully completed their respective missions and destroyed four attackers approaching him.

But he is now facing a serious problem, that is, he is running out of ammunition, with only 500 rounds of 30mm caliber Gauss spike bombs left.

After a moment's hesitation, Havero switched the attack mode to the cannon and chose to drive his white-legged falcon to engage in a "beyond visual range" fight with the attacker.

Bang bang bang—! !

The sound of the cannon, which should have been crisp and pleasant, seemed too dull after being transmitted into the cabin through vibration.

The two projectiles dragging blue trajectories cut through the deep space, as if they could turn and deviate, and hit the rear of an attacker hundreds of kilometers away, triggering the opponent's energy shield to resist.

Individual-level Gauss weapons all have tracer, high-explosive, and tracking-type spike bombs, not to mention the 30mm spike cannon.

Coupled with Javiro's driving skills and the assistance of the helmet screen, it is enough for the cannon to conduct beyond visual range combat...

But in space naval battles, a hundred kilometers should not be considered beyond visual range, it can only be said to be a conventional distance.

However, Javiro didn't have time to consider whether it was beyond visual range or not. He piloted the fighter plane to bite the locked attacker until nearly sixty shells were consumed before letting his index finger release the trigger.

Boom...boom! !

On the screen, it showed that the attacker's shield finally couldn't bear it anymore and was directly shattered. Its fragile fuselage was penetrated by the cannon and then completely destroyed by high-explosive bombs.

Seeing this scene, Havero immediately shared this information with all friendly forces, indicating that 60 to 70 cannon rounds can destroy an enemy carrier-based aircraft.

However, at this time;

"Captain! I was bitten by the tail by a bunch of bastards! I need... eh..."

A subordinate's urgent cry for help came over the communication channel, but before he could finish speaking, there was only a noisy busy tone.

Hearing this, Havero quickly glanced at the left side of the screen with his peripheral vision, and found that the image of the fighter plane numbered 02 had a red light on, and the status also showed "destroyed."

Boom!

Upon learning that one of his men was killed, Javiro was extremely angry and hammered down the bulkhead with his left hand.

Immediately, he adjusted his strategy and said: "No. 5, No. 6! Separate half of your drones for escort! No. 2, No. 3, your ammunition has also been exhausted. Come with me back to the Dawn for resupply!"

"Yes!"

...

Escape from the cockpit of the White-legged Falcon.

Come and observe from a distance.

Atlas's carrier-based aircraft formation was surrounded by countless attackers like a crazy swarm of wasps. They did not care about the shortening of their own casualties, further compressing the formation's living space.

Some of the white-legged falcons used their speed and agility to break through the obstacles because their ammunition was exhausted, and returned to their respective ships for resupply.

As for the main force of the Atlas fleet, which is still approaching the Reaper mothership, a more "colorful" silent war is going on.

The three-barreled 120mm Gauss close-in defense guns of five Selune-class ships and two Fiddes-class ships formed an all-round blue-light anti-aircraft barrage, which was extremely efficient in clearing out attackers trying to get closer and assisting the returning white-legged pirates. Falcon.

The respective main guns and secondary guns are also continuing to bombard the main body of the Reaper mothership, which lacks the protection of energy shields.

Of course, artillery fire was also exchanged on the side of the mothership.

Although the superconducting magnetic field can deflect some energy cannons and the titanium-tantalum alloy armor is hard enough, it still caused considerable losses to the Atlas fleet.

Inside the bridge of the Dawn;

"The area with damaged airtightness has been sealed off, and the integrity of the hull structure remains 79%!"

"Captain! Our carrier-based aircraft squadron lost 1/3 of its drones, and two pilots were killed!"

"... "

Captain Sean Rice, who was listening to the real-time report, didn't say much. He just stared at the holographic screen in front of him and the information presented on the screen.

When the green triangle representing their fleet arrived at the designated position, Sean Rice stood up suddenly, looked through the closed observation window at the nearby Reaper mothership, and shouted loudly with a volume that could make his throat hoarse. road:

"Turn the angle of the ship very quickly, so that the belly of the ship is aligned with the damaged area of ​​the target!

besides! Communications Officer, inform the assault troops that it's time for them to teach the alien bastards a lesson! ! "