Him and their stars.

Chapter 1950 We have plenty of prey

When the adjutant was knocked out by the shock wave, his heart was still filled with horror and fear.

The bridge was hit? It was so easy to be hit? This is unscientific! Our shields were clearly activated!
This is the Light Rex. Although it's a bit old, it's still a real dreadnought! As long as the shield is activated, it's an indestructible mobile fortress. Even if it's hit by a direct hit from the Titan's main gun, it won't be knocked away by a single shot, right?

What's more, the situation just now was not normal no matter how you looked at it. The portholes were not broken, the ceiling was not collapsed, and even the railings of the bridge were not bent. It was just the operating table that exploded directly, as if there was a time bomb hidden inside...

Got it! It wasn't an enemy attack! There must have been some dangerous terrorists who sneaked into our warship and planted a bomb under the console!

We were not attacked by the enemy, but by terrorists! Yes, they must be the rebels!
In this short moment, the adjutant who was knocked to the ground by the shock wave was in so much pain that he could hardly move a finger, but he still completed a lot of thinking.

However, at the same moment, he also saw with his own eyes that the body of his commander was also swallowed up by the hot shock wave of the explosion.

The adjutant's eyes were bloodshot, but it was too late for him to even scream.

The flames devoured his body like a mad beast, and then continued to rage on the top of the bridge of the Light Lich, until they completely destroyed the top operation table, observatory and commander's throne, and were finally put out by the crew and firefighting robots that rushed over.

The bridge of the Guanglishi has five floors, and the explosion only ravaged half of the fifth floor. For this giant ship that is more than 20 kilometers long, this is really just a very minor damage.

However, for the military organization, this is the most painful loss.

Half of the staff of the Rowentour fleet was wiped out on the spot, and the death rate of the commander's adjutants and service department was as high as 70%. Even the first wave of armored grenadiers that launched a boarding charge against the Titan ship had a similar casualty rate.

"Where is the Commander? Where is the Commander?" The captain seemed to be screaming.

After all, according to the military law of the Imperial Army, if the commander was gone but they were still alive, their future situation might be worse than death.

Fortunately, the commander then walked out of the fireball that had not yet been extinguished. She was still glowing with aura, which should have been a scene of a god descending from heaven, but unfortunately the aura could not cover up her dusty face and even the ends of her hair that had traces of burns. So, naturally, there was no divine majesty and grandeur, only a face full of embarrassment.

Olivia Rowentour was indeed an excellent psychic and a qualified astral knight, but she was caught off guard by the sudden explosion just now.

She was indeed pushed directly onto the platform next to her by the fatal shock wave, and the flames of the explosion followed.

If it were a mortal, there would be no possibility of escaping. However, the female general with golden and silver demon pupils relied on her physical functions far superior to those of ordinary people to withstand the initial damage with difficulty, and then quickly activated the spiritual light shield and body stone skin.

Even so, she couldn't avoid the damage. The warm liquid slowly flowing down her forehead blurred the vision of her right eye.

"Enemy attack! Deck... No damage found on the deck! Shield, shield is operating normally! An explosion occurred on the bridge." The damage control alarm echoed on the bridge, mixed with distorted wails and doubts about life.

Fortunately, the alert was sent by a real person. If it was sent by AI, it would have crashed due to a logical error.

Even Rowentur herself doubted for a moment whether what she heard was the normal Imperial Common Language. She gritted her teeth and wiped away the blood stains in front of her eyes, and saw that the area representing the bridge on the porthole next to her was flashing wildly.

That was a sign that the ship was damaged. However, the rest of the area was very smooth, without even the slightest flicker.

So, am I being ghosted?

At this moment, she couldn't help but ask such a soul-searching question, but she held back. She pushed away the medical soldiers and police officers who surrounded her and shouted to the captain: "7 o'clock, the location of the abandoned factory area!"

The captain showed a confused expression.

Like his lieutenant brother, whose body was already gone, he still suspected that his ship had been bombed by terrorists. Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain the current strange situation.

But before he could say anything, the hull began to shake again.

The damage control alarm sounded again: "The armor plate in Area 12 is burning. The armor plate in Area 12 is burning. The locked hatch in Area 12 is opening!"

It was still not a serious injury, but the terrifying thing was that no one still saw the attacker's full appearance.

However, although the alarm this time sounded urgent, at least there was no sense of confusion and doubt about life. Perhaps it was because the current situation, although tense, was in line with common sense after all.

"Why is there no high-energy response? Why is there no high-energy response alarm?" the captain yelled.

The observer's timid voice sounded: "Yes, yes...but it was too fast!"

"Emergency avoidance! All ships immediately enter charge mode! Cut into the orbit of the planet Alanway 3!" Olivia endured the pain and gave instructions again.

When encountering a surprise attack, the first thing to do is to use larger celestial bodies, such as asteroids, dwarf planets, satellites, or the planets themselves to protect themselves. This is also the standard space fleet tactic that the Imperial Army has refined over and over again.

Although the captain was still confused, he started to operate reflexively.

Fortunately, although the bridge exploded, only the generals and staff were injured, and the operators of the battleship itself who were on the lower level were unharmed.

They suppressed the panic that was about to make them lose control, forced themselves to grit their teeth to keep their wrists steady, and struggled to control the battleship to speed up.

However, no matter how elite the soldiers are or how decisive the orders are, it still takes some time to get this huge dreadnought into action.

At least, much shorter than the time between artillery bombardments.

At this moment, another round of artillery fire came silently.

Whether it was the anxious crew members on the Guanglishi or the confused others on the surrounding warships and fortresses, they finally witnessed a flash of light that was faintly flowing in the ripples of space.

It was indeed like a fleeting flash of lightning, flickering and dancing in the dark starry sky, and then dissipating. The deadly destructive power was integrated into this space.

Therefore, every spatial rhythm that exceeds the dimension seems to contain the most deadly murderous intent.

That's not lightning, it's clearly an evil spirit that can kill people!
The officers and soldiers of the Imperial Army throughout the galaxy watched in horror as the front half of their flagship suddenly exploded. Even the flat bow with its elegant curves seemed to bloom like a flower.

Then, orange-red flames burst out from the gap in the bow, carrying with them burning parts.

"The flagship is on fire! The flagship is on fire! The flagship is under fire? Wait, is it really under fire?"

"I can't be sure! Where did the enemy come from?"

"There was no time to capture the high-energy reaction!"

"Contact headquarters immediately? There are first-hand records on the Guanglishi!" "What, the communication is not connected? Can't confirm the safety of General Rowentour? What do you mean the bridge is gone?"

"Commodore Athlone sent the latest report. His troops are going smoothly. His troops are going smoothly. It's not that they found any danger."

"Yes, in a few hours at most, we will meet up with the Sobek fleet. This is good news. Wait, is this the time to discuss this?"

Even the Neyali fleet, which had just completed its jump formation at the gravity well, suddenly became chaotic.

As a result, some warships left the formation to come to the rescue, some were on alert, and some remained where they were and tried their best to maintain the integrity of the jump formation.

Obviously, they are also in great confusion, including the commander, Lieutenant General Neyali.

However, as I said before, although the front of the ship was broken, it was nothing to this 20-kilometer-long giant ship. She still stood tall and still crossed the space at the same pace, and drove into the protection range of the planet's gravity with a well-trained evasive action.

The scene was so tragic, as if a warrior who had lost his head was still dancing with the sword and fighting, with a bit of the flavor of Xing Tian dancing with the Gan Qi.

So far, the Light Rex's maneuvers have been perfect. Of course, if we ignore the small flaw of not being able to contact Vice Admiral Rowentur, everything is of course perfect.

At the same time, the Silence, which was one astronomical unit away, still maintained perfect stealth after completing three rounds of bombardment, and retracted itself behind the huge factory building.

These were originally rail factories built more than 500 years ago. They were a symbol of the power of the princes in that prosperous pioneering era, but now they have become the most perfect sniper shelters.

"Charging completed. The next bombardment can begin at any time." Anne Romanova's voice echoed on the bridge with excitement that was hard to conceal.

For her, every time the arc cannon's prey was upgraded, it was like unlocking a new achievement. However, she still said in a tone as cold as possible: "It is confirmed that the enemy ship Light King has been damaged, but the extent of the damage cannot be determined."

At this point, she sighed: "Tsk... Even though we aimed so accurately, we couldn't directly deprive the ship of its mobility."

This girl's appetite is a bit too big.

Of course, after all, it was an ultra-long-range artillery attack from a distance of 1 astronomical unit. Even if the opponent was in a stationary state before being hit, this shooting could be called perfect.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Silence should have broken the Imperial Army's hit record that had been untouched for 500 years.

"The Light Rex has completed an evasive maneuver, so the damage shouldn't be serious," Captain Nemo said.

Deng Zhengqing also suggested: "If we continue to bombard, it will be difficult to guarantee the hit rate."

Annie glared at her old classmate but did not refute. After all, she had just shot at a fixed target.

Yu Lian couldn't help but sigh. Obviously, all three rounds of bombardment had hit the target, and he hoped to see an enemy ship being completely destroyed, but unfortunately, none of this happened.

His sight swept across the abandoned rail factory outside the porthole beside him, which was vaguely visible.

Those rusted metal skeletons reflected the dark purple nebula, like the corpses of dead space monsters. And they indeed formed the most perfect shelter for themselves.

However, if you just sit there and do nothing because the cover is "perfect", you will die on the spot in a very stupid way.

"Keep the Mirage system running, and don't notify me before the energy reaches the critical value. According to Plan B, leave the orbital factory area immediately. Maneuver in a counterclockwise orbit," Yu Lian stared at the light spot on the star map that represented the Empire's battleship, and shifted his gaze away from the Light Powers to look at the Neyali fleet in another direction.

The ten battlecruisers and four aircraft carriers still maintained a very perfect long snake formation.

He frowned and gave the following instructions: "After leaving the factory area, immediately enter the first attack speed."

"The Imperials will find out." Feifei said.

"The Imperials have already discovered it, but that doesn't matter," Yu Lian replied.

"That's right," she said.

Yu Lian's judgment was certainly correct. When the Silence had just escaped from the corpse forest of the steel city, a row of fierce orbital artillery shells had already smashed over with light.

These shells that could easily tear apart the armor of warships and fortresses also easily penetrated the skeleton of the space city. The ion furnace that had stood in the sky for five hundred years began to collapse, and the steel that had been cooled for five centuries was ignited and burst into the air, as if releasing its anger that had been frozen and suppressed for five hundred years.

As a result, these rail factory areas that had maintained a stable structure for five hundred years fell into a state of total collapse.

The Duke of Fir, the last trace left by the Galactic Empire, is also on the countdown to destruction.

It is a pity that this famous family with a long history was destroyed five hundred years ago, but no one is saddened by the passing of time.

After the fierce orbital bombardment tore through the orbital factory, hundreds of sub-light-speed missiles carrying concussion warheads arrived at the scene, flashing deadly lights.

The ripples formed by the space shock wave will form a large area of ​​violent gravitational turbulence. Whether it is Leviathan or a battleship, no matter what kind of stealth method they use, their outlines will definitely be revealed.

Even a psychic riding a four-phase dragon would find it difficult to maintain stealth.

However, by this time, the Silence had already accelerated and left the scene, leaving those continuous explosions and gravitational vortexes far behind.

Everyone also clearly noticed that there were more than ten destroyers and light cruisers heading towards the orbital factory, like a group of hornets whose nest had been pierced and were desperately looking for their enemies.

As expected of the elite Imperial Army, they had already confirmed the presence of the attackers, even determined the source of the bombardment, and immediately launched a heroic counterattack.

However, they only confirmed this point.

So, when those light warships crossed the midline, the Silence had already moved counterclockwise to a safe distance and rushed towards the direction of gravity well No. 2.

The bridge of the Silence had fallen into absolute silence, with only the faint humming of the energy conduits.

Yu Lian calmly watched the scene in front of him, watching his own warships gradually bringing the Neyali fleet in front of the gravity well into the range of their main guns.

"The time to hunt the Guanglishi has passed." Yu Lian sneered, "What a pity, but we have plenty of prey."

"Great!" Feifei gave a thumbs up, giving enough emotional value, but still said: "But don't kill the Red Eye Mountain. These imperial devils are much more elite than you think, and the game of hide-and-seek and kite-flying can't last too long."

Before she finished her words, the fleets that had been arranged in a long snake formation had already dispersed.