Orc Tyrant

Niels looked at the large fleet approaching. Although it was still too far away from the visual contact, it was already shining on the image. The firing control position updated every few seconds was exchanged between each ship in the fleet. However, due to the destruction of the Sky Eye, such a data link has become very unstable.

The formation of the fleet to intercept Ouke was still loose, but the distance of the formation of ships that he could see became closer.

They have to buy more time, and if the mysterious enemy doesn't slow down, those guys will be close to the dying eternal fury in a few minutes.

A symbol on the monitor still bothered him. The enemy smashed the hull and appeared in the cabin was not the thing that bothered him the most.

How the enemy made a large fleet quietly appear within the cordon is also a question that needs to be considered, but it is not what Niels is most concerned about right now.

The biggest problem is that symbol.

First of all, the symbol was still in formation with the moving battleship, and then suddenly changed its direction and approached the Eternal Fury.

Niels turned to the communications chief in a dark uniform.

"Call them."

He pointed to the symbol and said.

The sergeant tapped the control panel quickly, then raised his head.

"It's done, sir."

"The Eternal Fury calls the Night Veil, in return, why do you want to change direction?"

Several slight scratches came.

"No response, sir."

The communications chief shook his head.

"Thank u."

Niels almost gritted his teeth and said:

"I can hear you clearly, Soros, can you hear me?"

Once again, silence responded, and Niels raised his hand and motioned to cut the connection.

He probably guessed the reason for changing the direction of the Night Veil, and it was not very pleasant. He had ordered all warships to stay away from the flagship and designated the Night Veil as a preliminary flagship.

The command room of the Eternal Fury was full of officers, wizards and technicians on duty. The sweat from their skin leaked their emotions, and the tension was on the verge of triggering, although the training and coordination prevented them from getting stuck on the tip of his tongue. The beating fear, but speculation still makes them uneasy.

After all, there is now a **** battle underneath the cabin. The sailors who escaped alive told many terrible things, such as a group of invincible enemies.

"The time from the maximum range of the main gun?"

"Nineteen seconds, sir"

"Everyone is ready to withstand enemy fire and paralyze all the warships we pass by, but are ready to attack the flagship. I hope that when we pass each one! Every thing that can be hit is aimed at that monster and killed it! After that, we You can leave Fan Jili with your head high."

Despite the invasion and the broken waterline, the Eternal Fury did not stop the attack. Niels planned to make a desperate move and plunge directly into the enemy's formation to make a nearly suicidal attack on the enemy's flagship.

He no longer has much hope for the battle in the cabin below.

The Mist Fleet is also trying to win the final victory of this chaotic war. The enemy's fighters have made a lot of losses, but their numbers are far from the point where the Mist Fleet can be damaged. The previous damaged warships After the emergency damage control can continue to fight, those fighters must return to the mothership to replenish ammunition.

However, the sprint of the Eternal Fury is indeed unexpected. It seems that the other party has given up using long-range weapons, but is planning to have a close head-on. The battle between the two sides will occur at an astonishing distance. Math and logic calculations are the same as the captains. The instinct is as important.

The Eternal Fury ran over the ruins of the sea, rushed through the Phantasy Star, defeated the small battleship, and smashed a **** path in the outer ring of the enemy fleet to the center of the opponent.

Several cruisers followed in pursuit, digging into the hole in the enemy's formation created by their damaged, staggering flagship.

Anger has overwhelmed any tactics and rationality. The two flagships, the two largest and heaviest armored creations built by the best wisdom in human history, ignored the support fleets of both sides and approached.

Niels looked at the scattered screens, each with ships dying.

The destroyer Kuritetsu was torn apart, and the ghostly firelight disappeared on the sea. When one of the screens showed that the cruiser Karos Castle was destroyed by the artillery fire of three enemy battleships, every pair of eyes on the bridge couldn't help but close. .

However, for a moment, her ruined bow continued to throw out the wreckage and crew, but she still rammed straight into the rear of a medium-sized battleship of the Fog Fleet, and destroyed the entire ship in a cloud of light.

Ten battleships of the First Fleet went straight and deep, none of them derailed or changed their routes. The fleets of the Misty Fleet could only change course to avoid collisions. The large warships turned slowly and gracefully, and the small destroyers accelerated to the side. Just escaped.

Niels twitched and struggled to force himself to focus on the light that each ship dies. The space surrounding the formation of the First Fleet was surrounded by dozens of furious shooting solutions. Ship after ship was They were torn apart, and their hulls were torn apart by electromagnetic guns after being scarred by passive energy weapons.

A voice crossed the swaying deck, sighing a word.

"victory."

There may be more, but they are all overwhelmed by noise.

Niels knew the voice, and his gaze moved to the screen aside, just to see the scene of the old battleship Fist of Justice being doubled and shattered by the firepower of two enemy ships.

The light not only pierced his eyes, but the pain ran through his skull like acid, and his forehead was a dull pain. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and the sudden emergence of nosebleeds left marks on the white gloves.

This has now become the norm.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Suddenly, a strange popping sound attracted the attention of everyone in the command cabin, and everyone turned their eyes to the sky outside the window.

"That is……"

Niels picked up the telescope, but only caught a red object moving at high speed. The sound was made by it. It was a bit similar to Oak's rocket, but more vigorous and surging.

"What the **** is this!?"

The object tore through the clouds and dived down, with a whistling sound that was approaching the last few fighters that were besieging the Venus.

"avoid!"

Kiwen the weapon hand yelled.

"Wait a few more seconds."

Karina said with a hold of her breath, and then fired, releasing heavy rain from the star dart cannon under the wing, cutting through a cannon position, and tearing the air defense laser cannon above together with the operator to pieces.

"avoid!"

Keevin called again.

Karina pulled the joystick and led into a spiral dive.

The engine of the "Nightingale" roared at the limit, and the fighters struggled to obey the order, and the laser beams passed by them, close enough to burn afterimages in Karina's retina.

"There is a thing chasing after us! Unconfirmed aircraft!"

Kevin’s call came, and Karina cursed under the light of her breathing, and then jerked the joystick at a very fast speed, letting them directly enter a rough arc, and the reaction force slammed the two people in the fighter plane. The heads with helmets hit his own control seat.

Then she saw the mysterious target, but now she felt dizzy, and there was still a smell of blood in her mouth. She tried her best to avoid the red metal block that was in front of her eyes.

The thing rushed past them, the mass was big and close enough to make her feel shaken.

"what is this!"

"It's firing at us!"

Because of the noise in the headset, she was unable to contact her wingman pilot, but she was quite sure that the other party's landline must be in trouble.

When she turned her head and looked to the right, she finally found her wingman. The other party was on fire and falling, and the thing that had just attacked him was climbing. Its speed was so fast, but there was no trace of elegance, as if it had wings. Beast.

Voices poured in from all directions—with pain, fear, frustration, all shouting the same thing.

what should we do? what should we do? what should we do?

Karina needed to spit, but it didn't seem like a good idea to take off the breathing mask. She swallowed the coppery mucus back and leaned back in the seat.

"Whoever you are still alive, come with me."

At this time, Kiwen's voice came from behind, and she didn't let his words pass on the communication network.

"We just lost two Seahawks. The target used live ammunition weapons, and the dive limit speed monitoring was... 4.5 Mach."

When he said the last two words, he paused, making sure that he had made no mistake.

In any case, they encountered a terrible enemy.