Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

As the battle of Tipoca City was about to begin, a woman walked alone through the vast halls of the Kaminoan facility. Deep within her was a single, unwavering purpose, a firm belief in the coming battle. She had offered her insights into the battle plan, and she was eager to explore the area surrounding it to gain a deeper understanding of how to respond and what to do when the Separatists came.

However, another goal in her heart was more urgent. A close friend of hers had told her before she set foot in this place. As she turned a corner, the city sirens sounded like thunder, making the woman nervous.

"It looks like the battle is about to begin." She whispered to herself, rushed out of the hall, and joined a group of clones who were also rushing towards the battlefield.

In every corner of the city, starfighters took off like eagles, joining the ranks of defending the planet. Among them, Anakin, Windu, War Machine, Falcon, and Plo Kun led the way. Dozens of starfighters followed closely behind, breaking through the atmosphere and soaring into the sky.

In the distant orbit, the Republic fleet was arranged like stars, waiting for the arrival of the Separatist fleet. Soon, the enemy fleet arrived like a dark cloud. In the secret command room, Grievous stood up from his seat and calmly commanded his troops. "Attack Formation Echo-3."

The tactical robot obeyed the order and began to execute the given commands.

He asked about the battle situation: "How is the status?"

"Deflector shields raised, destroyers in position, forward guns ready, landing craft ready to go."

Grievous nodded with satisfaction, "Begin the attack."

The Separatist fleet launched a fierce attack on Republic ships with great force.

At the head of the Republic Fleet, Wilhuff Tarkin sat firmly on the bridge, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, staring directly at the enemy. Even when the clone officers approached him, he did not lose his focus.

"The Separatist fleet is concentrating its attack on our center, sir," the clone reported. "They are attempting to break through our defenses."

Tarkin ordered: "Concentrate our firepower on their flagship. Arrange our cruisers in a defensive formation and be ready to strafe. If they try to penetrate our line, we will show them that it will not be easy."

In this way, a fierce space battle unfolded over Tipoca City. The fleets of both sides intertwined in the universe, creating a spark-splashing battle scene, and every decision and every attack was full of unknowns and variables.

In this battle, both the separatists and the Republic's soldiers are fighting hard for their respective beliefs and ideals.

In the main command center of Tipoca City, a group of brave warriors including Lama Su, Obi-Wan, Shaak Ti, Windu, Festus, Mondi, Rex, Cody, Ponzi, Captain America and Black Widow gathered together, their eyes fixed on the fierce battle between the two fleets in the sky.

"Strengthen the defense!" Cody suggested decisively, his voice echoing in the command center. Shaak Ti stared at the battle scene, his eyes flashing with thinking.

"It looks like the enemy is coming in force," he whispered. Dee's voice came over the comms.

"And their number is far beyond expectations." Mundi analyzed with a frown.

Kenobi pointed to a series of Umbaran starfighters on the holodisplay and said, "Looks like they're sending out their newest member."

In front of the holographic display, Fisto observed the fighting starfighters and communicated with his companions. Anakin, Plo, Falcon and War Machine led a powerful force composed of V-19, Arc Wing and Y Wing starfighters and rushed to the front line of the Republic blockade.

"Hi, General, Colonel Rhodes, it's nice to see you again." The two familiar clones saluted them from under their helmets and said with a relaxed smile.

"Ready for something exciting?" Anakin responded with his usual calmness, "I'd rather stay here than be trapped in the command center."

At the same time, War Machine reminds everyone: "We still need to teach these kids how to be the best they can be."

Pro responded in a mock-disgruntled way: “Don’t I have a say?”

At this moment, Windu's words unexpectedly broke the relaxed atmosphere: "Let me explain. We are about to enter the battlefield. Everyone pay attention to the flanks and aim at those Umbara warriors. We don't need to know their abilities."

Following his orders, the soldiers confirmed them and then plunged into a fierce melee.

The Y-wing starfighters went straight for the cruiser of the enemy fleet and began to bombard it fiercely. Every fighter was fighting for victory and for the glory of the Republic. This battle was not only a military contest, but also a test of courage and wisdom.

In the depths of the universe, a fierce interstellar war is unfolding.

The Republic's fleet encountered an unprecedented challenge, and several large warships were destroyed in the fierce exchange of fire, most of which were destroyed by Umbara warriors. In addition to conventional blasting technology, these Umbara warriors also used a special ballistic missile that would immediately cause a devastating explosion once it hit the target.

The most troublesome thing is that each Umbara starfighter is equipped with powerful ray shielding technology. This technology makes it difficult for the enemy fleet to attack, and it often takes more than a dozen bullets to break through its defense and penetrate its shield.

"Broadside, watch your back," Falcon called out alertly as he was chasing an Umbaran fighter flown by a fleeing clone pilot.

"Take down this guy who's following me, Lieutenant." Broadside gave the order with difficulty, his battleship shaking slightly in the explosions around him. "There's no way this guy can escape my grasp."

At the same time, Falcon silently adjusted the angle of his warship to keep pace with the enemy ship in front of him. The aiming system on his Jedi starfighter had locked onto the Umbara fighter in front of him.

"Hold on, Broadside." Falcon ordered calmly. When the enemy plane appeared in sight, Falcon released a powerful shock wave fire without hesitation, accurately hitting the rear blind spot of the Umbara spacecraft.

The ship's shielding quickly collapsed under the powerful firepower, and a moment later it collapsed completely. When the Falcon flew past, Broadside let out a cheer of thanks. The two then separated and pursued their respective targets.

On the other side, Windu was also fighting bravely. He destroyed several vulture robots and quickly contacted the command. "We are fighting on the front line, but the Separatist offensive continues." Mace reported. While flexibly maneuvering his warship, he fired at a group of cannons on a Separatist warship.

In this fierce battle, the Republic's fleet also suffered considerable losses.

"Should we call in reinforcements?" War Machine couldn't help but ask, as he saw the swarm of TIE Fighters approaching.

"Don't worry," Tarkin replied, "our fleet has not suffered any serious losses. Continue to attack, and we will hold our line."

As the orbital assault continued, fragments of the Separatist craft fell like meteors into the growing ocean of Jinno.

In the command center, Shak Ti watched all this quietly, her eyes firm and full of confidence. She knew that although this war was difficult, the final victory would definitely belong to the side of justice.

In a universe full of unknowns, people use the phenomena they observe to try to figure out and interpret the world's context. General Grievous's decision has attracted everyone's attention.

"Grievous seems to have abandoned his transport fleet in order to protect his command ship." Captain America narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully. This reminded him of the stories he heard as a child, about the sacrifices made by those brave warriors to protect their homeland.

"He just threw many ships at us and let us waste time in the crossfire." Kenobi observed the battle and felt a little uneasy. He felt that there seemed to be some unknown secrets hidden in this battle.

In the underwater world, Asajj Ventress receives new information from her robot servants.

"Reinforcements have arrived on the battlefield."

She calmly ordered, "Send out the Aquabots to begin assembling the assault boats."

At the Republic Command Center, generals and commanders received more information about the space battle. Anakin excitedly proposed to continue the attack, "I want to charge, Master."

However, Obi-Wan stopped him with a steady voice, "No, Anakin. We need to wait, this battle seems to be going too smoothly, even uncomfortably. Grievous would never attack so rashly."

"Master, the battle takes place in space, not on the ground," Anakin responded.

As explosions sounded nearby, they lost several of their own warships. "But the attack we suffered doesn't seem to be just that simple. The debris that fell on us may hide a greater conspiracy."

"Do you have any ideas?" Shaq asked, trying to find a clue.

The Togruta Jedi Master simply smiled and said, "Lord Festus, are you willing to travel the ocean of the universe with me?" Although his words were light-hearted, his heart was full of exploration of the unknown and preparation for battle.

In this universe full of variables, everyone interprets the meaning of this battle in their own way. No matter what the outcome, they will stick to their beliefs and responsibilities until the last moment.