Chapter 993: Coming Like a Tide

The enemy's numbers are growing and our first line of defense is in name only.

No one would have thought that the Fallen Apostles would push the mothership formation into the main material plane in such a short period of time. When their vanguard suffered a saturation strike, it would be extremely dangerous to push the mothership onto the battlefield that was almost unable to dodge any gunfire. However, it turned out that they did have the capital to take this risk: the number of enemies appearing in front of the Imperial Army far exceeded imagination, and the joint shield formed by the Fallen Apostles' mothership formation blocked subsequent attacks from the legion's artillery positions in a short period of time. , after a short period of charging, the Galaxy main cannon filled with the abyss swept through the asteroid belt like a flood. The entire asteroid belt was instantly washed to pieces, and the position formed by the legion cannon was divided into hundreds of Nearly two-thirds of the artillery pieces lost their response in the first round of attacks, and the remaining artillery pieces were unable to control due to being interfered with by strong psionic energy. They could only rely on the AI ​​carried by the legion cannons to fight independently. .

Without the coordination of the information network, positional artillery such as legion artillery, which can only exert its advantages in a collective, was quickly defeated. At this time, the imperial fleet had to advance in advance.

After just a few minutes of fighting, the entire asteroid belt had been swept clean, and the natural celestial bodies floating in the space had turned into elementary particles. Wherever one looked, the wreckage of battleships began to pile up, including the legion's artillery positions that had just been wiped out. , there are also the wreckage of the fallen apostle’s vanguard fleet, as well as the battleships of the Imperial Defense Force.

"Your Majesty! It cannot be suppressed! The rift in the void is expanding!"

Even worse news came from the Ranger formation. The power of the fallen apostle to impact the world has exceeded expectations. They are creating a huge gap in the void, and a steady stream of enemies are pouring in from this gap. Not only can we not prevent this gap from appearing, but we can't slow down its expansion.

The death courtyard system had to be transferred over and began to do its best to use mathematical corrections to cause trouble for the coordinate positioning of the fallen apostles. This slightly relieved the pressure on the frontline soldiers, but enemies continued to pour into the world.

"What's going on? Why are there so many?" Sandora couldn't help but exclaimed, "Four teams. Is there a mirror-generating ship behind the enemy array?"

"No mirror-generated ships found, all enemy units on the battlefield are real objects. The emblem of the fallen Emperor Harlan was found, along with at least three unidentified emblems of the Emperor."

"Joint forces, Harlan's remnants and other emperor's troops united to attack this universe." Sandora knocked on the table hard, "They may have discovered that the plan was exposed and are taking a strong attack!"

Shandora's guess was quickly confirmed. News came from the defense forces and Father God who were resisting the invasion in the other three worlds. The local invading army suddenly weakened their offensive. Except for the interference transmitters that were still working, The enemy's main combat spacecraft is leaving the current world in an orderly manner.

"They may come to support here," my sister took a breath, "We must hold those guys back!"

"Already doing it," Sandora replied. "The other legions are trying to keep the local invading troops behind as much as possible. There is no need to worry about Father God. None of his enemies can escape. But before that, some enemies in the other three worlds have successfully escaped. I'm afraid that our side There’s going to be trouble soon.”

The trouble Sandora mentioned may not come for a while, but now we are already feeling a lot of pressure.

The Fallen Apostles' attack was crazy. Of course, they had always been crazy, but this time the craziness was different from the past: they didn't seem to care much about battle losses and tactics. All battleships were facing the Imperial Army's artillery fire for a frontal attack. As an attacker who had been blocked, this tactic would definitely produce at least double the additional casualties, but they still continued to fight. On the holographic projection of the bridge, almost all visual views have been occupied by dazzling light and explosion flames. The densely packed small red dots on the holographic screen spread into a patchwork, making it almost impossible to see the number and formation. The shipboard host is going crazy. Almost every few seconds it broadcasts an alert for a high-energy reaction, and these alerts seem to be useless now: we can all see those high-energy reactions without it.

"Host, pay attention to the firepower above the enemy's mothership and ignore general alarms," ​​Sandora said impatiently. "General alarms are now handled by the lower command hall."

"The situation is not good. Should we also find reinforcements?"

Qianqian looked at me worriedly, occasionally changing her focus: the artillery fire has not yet attacked the Royal Fleet, but the Royal Fleet's battleships have begun to release firepower from a long distance. When the three special Galaxy main guns equipped by the Imperial Admiral are activated The tremor gives people the illusion of seasickness, and Qianqian doesn't like this kind of vibration.

"The Grand Overseer is already on the way, with the War Hymn that is barely able to walk - that's at least a high-end combat capability."

Sandora took a breath and said in a deep voice.

I connected with the Revenge Fleet, and immediately a powerful soprano came from the other side: "Hello, who is this! This ship's surname is Chen!"

That insane AI now remembers his surname as Chen...

"How long will it take for you to arrive on the battlefield?" I took a breath. "The defense line is critical, the number of enemy troops exceeds expectations, and their support troops are already on the way. It is best for you to arrive earlier than them."

"This ship is jumping! Your Majesty General, you can definitely withstand it! It's a piece of cake, it's a piece of cake! Wait for our ship to go over and blast those bastards to pieces - I think there were 765 sect masters on this ship back then. Cannon..."

I decisively hung up the contact with the Revenge Army and shrugged to Sandora: "To be honest, I don't think they may be able to arrive earlier than the reinforcements of the Fallen Apostles."

The Royal Fleet quickly entered the battle, with more powerful artillery, more sophisticated fire control equipment, and sturdier battleships. When the most elite troops of the Imperial Army and the invading army took fire, the enemy's offensive was finally suppressed. Some of the assault fleets have completely left the frontal battlefield, and the two sides have entered a state of bombardment between motherships. The room for small spacecraft to move on the frontal battlefield has been greatly reduced. Pandora and Viska respectively led a group of high-firepower heavy raiders to leave the formation. They wanted to sneak into the space folds and attack in a large circle from the enemy's flank. However, this operation did not go smoothly from the beginning. The fallen apostles maintained the highest vigilance while attacking: Pandora reported that they found a large number of enemies on the opponent's flank. Astonishing floating guns, they actually used light aircraft carriers as frigates.

Fortunately, the team was led by war madmen like Pandora and Viska. Before leaving, they desperately threw at least thousands of tons of jump heavy missiles into the floating artillery positions, and then came back covered in smoke.

"Multiple penetration points were found." When the battle situation here fell into a stalemate, the shipboard host suddenly interrupted an abnormal alarm. "There are many void cracks in this universe. A large number of mass reactions are being generated in space. It is expected to happen in fifteen minutes. Totally invaded.”

"F*ck!" Bingtis couldn't help but yelled, "Grandma is going crazy! Did they pull out all the troops at the bottom of the box?"

"I'm afraid at least half of our troops have been used," I thought quickly. Using his poor knowledge, he said, "Half of the Imperial Army has to be stationed in various worlds, and it is impossible to shrink them all to deal with this invasion. Therefore, the enemy only needs to bring half of the country's troops to form an absolute suppression of us in terms of numbers." , but on the other hand - their homeland must be extremely empty at this time. At least I don't believe that after sending so many fleets, how many defense forces can be left in Harlan's territory..."

"They are not fools, how could they do such a heartless thing? Are they not afraid that their hometown will be confiscated?" My sister asked in surprise. Sandora shook her head: "Fighting with lunatics is the most troublesome. They are not afraid of casualties at all. I even suspect that Haran has been abandoned. He has lost too much power. Bella Villa mentioned that in the fall of the apostle, when he is as sinister as Among the groups, a person who has lost his military strength but still occupies a large area will definitely be overthrown. If this world really has a goal of sufficient value, the fallen apostle may completely destroy Harlan's The territory and the army, after all, are controlled by a mastermind behind the scenes, and they have no way to resist."

"The question is, how good is this world..." Qian Qian muttered and swayed, and the battleship suddenly shook violently. She lost her balance and almost fell to the ground. "Ahhh! Enough is enough!"

"Get ready to join the fight."

Sandora looked at the bright red spots on the radar that were spreading at a slow but visible speed. Her voice was low and steady, "No matter what the enemy wants to do, just fight back."

I glanced at Qianqian and my sister and told the truth. Emotionally, I don't really want them to charge into battle, but it seems that now, including themselves, they are used to going out to fight: Qian Qian can even fly a fighter jet by herself. My sister took out a drawing notebook commonly used by primary school students, which was thickened...

Is this the legendary saying "Born under a general's guard, one does not let go of one's armor"? Is this correct? Although the armor they used was a bit strange.

Pandora and Viska had been fighting outside for too long and had almost exhausted the arsenals of four regiments. When the two 1.2-meter-high firepower maniacs came back, their bodies were steaming. They still wanted to go out to fight. At this point, I had to spread an egg on Huesca's face again to prove my position: the egg was immediately mushy, so now the two short winter melons were temporarily forced to stay in the main flagship to rest, and they had already left the previous world. The five-man group of protoss officers who had had enough rest during the battle had just run to the front line, and now they were chasing after a group of Eternal-class motherships that had broken away from the formation. The reason why this group of fleets broke away from the joint shield was because Plotted by Monina: Monina used the ubiquitous shadows in space to cut off the enemy's perception channels, making the warships mistakenly think that they were transported to a different space, and ended up rushing all the way to the open area without thinking.

Qian Qian has not been on the battlefield for a long time, and I am not very sure about her other personality. After all, the violent black Qian Qian behaves erratically and dares to do nothing except kill her own people. But the only one I could restrain was the well-behaved and sensible normal version of Qian Qian. When she turned black, no one could stop her. The furious Lord of Time took a shuttle and rushed directly into space. My sister and I The adults couldn't even keep up with the girl: she accelerated herself.

Except for Sandora who stayed on the flagship to command the battle, several of us guys who were not very useful in commanding all stood on the battlefield in person. Qian Qian just rushed forward. Behind Qian Qian, followed a large group of fierce girls and men...

The shuttle itself is a rather fragile unit, with no strong shields and only lightweight weapons. However, Qianqian likes this lightning-fast thing. It is extremely fast and responsive, and does not require complex navigation methods. , for a lively girl who has thousands of ideas bouncing around in her mind at any time, this thing is an absolute treasure. Qian Qian had a shuttle of her own, painted in her favorite sky blue—at least her favorite sky blue during this period. This small aircraft was immediately taken to the battlefield. Enemy radar noticed, and then received special attention from a group of frigates: this should have been quite dangerous. But in fact you won't find anything stronger than that thing here: because it uses time as a shield.

I don’t know if it’s the innate effect of mastering the power of time. Qianqian has a “timely response” ability that even Tavel can’t explain. She can grasp any existing time gap, as long as this event happens, and it happens. In the timeline, no matter how short it is, she can't get rid of her shallow intuition. She never worries that something happens too fast and she can't react, because no matter how flashy things seem to be in her eyes, Still picture: This is the most important reason why we can safely let Qian Qian drive the shuttle to the front line alone.

She could target every attack coming her way and could spend hours figuring out how to avoid getting hit. In this process, she can even play two consecutive games, wait until she gets bored, then dodge the oncoming artillery or simply disable it, and then stay in a daze on the almost static battlefield for a few minutes before thinking about the next shot. How to deal with cannonballs... Anyway, as long as it's not something that's too high level, she always deals with it this way.

This is a very painful fact: in the eyes of everyone, Qian Qian has too much energy, running around all day long and being smart and quick. However, in her own mind, she is actually a lazy and slow person. This is what she said personally. Yes, okay. I tried to think of it as a joke.

The time it takes for the frigate's rapid artillery to start and fire is no slower than the trigger of a pistol falling. However, this time is enough for Xiao to react countless times. The small shuttle moves forward straightly among the dense artillery, and all attacks They all passed through its body, as if hitting a shadow. This process seems to be dephasing, but in fact it is a "parsec" that is activated instantaneously again and again. Qian Qian's ultimate defense ability. This is simply a ghostly scene. The daring girl relies on her infinitely high "reaction speed" to flash in the gap between the current time and the offset time. Each flash probably takes less than a billionth of a second. One femtosecond (this can reduce the consumption of parsecs to almost zero) cannot be distinguished by the naked eye, but it is enough to make any attack fail. People who control time are terrible. If Sylvia comes here to estimate It was beaten into a sieve - I could hit the unresponsive mole with a water gun.

"I'll make you die brilliantly - how about some bbq?!"

Qian Qian rushed straight into the center of a large group of frigates. When the already dazed fallen apostle pilots were frantically pouring firepower in vain on the shuttle that could not be killed, a sinister voice suddenly spread throughout the room. All channels, and then everything fell into chaos before the enemy could react.

A large black-red enemy ship suddenly turned off and was stopped in the air, and then burned with blue flames from the inside out. It was the excess psionic energy leaking from the fire system, igniting the internal space of the spacecraft, and the spacecraft exposed to the outside world. All paths for pouring energy are blocked, but their energy furnaces are unable to extricate themselves at the "moment of full output". Qian Qian can control multiple timelines of an object separately, accelerating, decelerating or stopping, resulting in almost endless combinations, such as stopping the transmission of psionic energy while allowing its destruction to continue. Under her careful control, the area around the little blue shuttle was quickly filled with hundreds of tombs that were tightly sealed but burning inside.

Like a large piece of foxfire floating in space.

She stopped the external movement and energy exchange of those spaceships, but catalyzed their power part and firepower part. This was equivalent to completely sealing a boiler and then throwing tons of catalysts inside. This was an overestimation of her own power. As she became more and more familiar with Qian Qian's preferred fighting method, the effects were not limited to accelerating or decelerating time, but also had a high-tech flavor. The blackened version of her announced that this was better than those rough and decadent ones. Attacks should have more "artistic value".

The crew members in the abyssal spacecraft may have to wait more than half an hour before they are burned to death. After all, the vitality of the fallen apostles is quite tenacious. This is really a long bbq.

After doing all this, Qianqian, who had entered an abnormal state, came back slowly: she had to come back. The enemy's mothership formation had noticed this aircraft, which was like a body possessed by seven or eight hundred Ultramans and transformed into Tuyi in three stages. Shenyou's one-man shuttle is charging at least dozens of galaxies in this direction. Even if Qianqian explodes twenty tubes of anger, he probably won't be able to withstand this kind of thing.

"To tell you the truth, I am darker than the darkest of the dark gods," Bingtis tossed a large hard-cover book up and down in his hand, while in the other hand he held a warhammer that emitted thousands of golden light and looked at it. It was particularly uncoordinated, as if this female gangster was proficient in all kinds of weapons. "What exactly is she dissatisfied with in this world..."

"There are enemies everywhere." My sister looked worriedly at the chaotic lights and shadows in the distance. The last successful sneak attack on the enemy by hidden bombs caused them a lot of trouble, but it didn't seem to have caused much effective damage. Dense high-energy rays and jump warheads intertwined the fire net silently at a distance from everyone. My sister created a probability zone with herself as the core. All the firepower aimed at us will be deflected due to various accidents. However, the enemy It seems endless, and even the most cutting-edge combat power seems to be too limited in its role on such a battlefield. (To be continued)