Him and their stars.

Chapter 1992: Fortress vs. Fortress, but One Side Can Only Take the Beating

Of course, even a different rebel organization like the People's Integration Front could not have any professional gunners. Deng Zhengqing's decision to remove the firing authority of the outer ring of Zone D was nothing more than a move that was better than nothing.

Anyway, Area D is not under their control at present, so it doesn't matter if they let a rebel organization in. Even if they have ulterior motives, they can't cause any trouble.

As for the imperial army's reinforcements, whether they can land successfully or not actually has no impact on the overall situation.

It's just that these imperial reinforcement fleets that came from afar immediately launched an attack on Fortress No. 1 without any rest, but in terms of fighting spirit, they are indeed admirable.

The Imperial Army certainly knew that in front of the Ghost, even the battlecruisers' defenses were as fragile as paper, not to mention their light cruisers, destroyers and landing craft.

They still haven't figured out the mechanism of this bombardment, but they only know that once they encounter the ghost's bombardment, the life and death of every officer and soldier present will be on the altar of fate.

However, they still rushed to the "rear" of the oval fortress with a resolute attitude.

When the landing craft entered the fortress's gravitational capture range under the cover of the destroyer, the imperial army breathed a sigh of relief. Some soldiers on the landing craft even cheered faintly.

They all knew that when they got so close, even if the "ghost" turned its bow and fired at them, it would not be able to prevent their landing.

The more flexible-minded officers even began to wonder: Is it possible to adopt this kind of saturation boarding operation at any cost to deal with the ghost ship's main body?

"Remember the battle sequence. Group A will blast the outer armor of the command center, Group B will remove all connections between Area F and the fortress's unified central control. Group C will open the main gate of Pier 4, and Group D will begin the assault inside! Remember, as long as we get up there, victory will belong to us. We have more troops, we..."

Until the moment of death blossoming, the Imperial Army's communication circuits were still echoing with the orders of the commanders in the rear.

It must be said that Brigadier General Hatcher's arrangements were very organized and methodical, but he never expected that he would encounter a sudden fire interception just when he was about to land successfully.

In the pitch-black space, a blue light curtain suddenly lit up. The ion torrents ejected from the turrets spread out in a standard angle, forming a high-temperature killing net.

Several assault landing craft that were caught off guard were vaporized in the first salvo, and their remains condensed into metal ice crystals in the vacuum.

The Imperial landing force fell into a state of complete chaos.

Most of the rebel gunners had only practiced for a few hours on the simulator, and their skills were not even amateurish. But the target was, after all, the Imperial landing craft that was just around the corner.

They didn't even need to aim, they just had to make adjustments according to the shooting instructions provided by the rear command and then pull the trigger.

For a rookie, this might be the perfect first battle, right?
The first batch of Imperial troops that attempted to land in Fortress D had no choice but to retreat after losing nearly half of their landing craft.

Of course, there was also a reinforced company of warriors who landed on the outer wall of the fortress with great difficulty. However, they had lost all their heavy equipment and special siege equipment, and had no way to break through the outer wall. They could only stare at each other in their mechas while stepping on the indestructible armored ground.

The scary thing is that the oxygen in the space gliding mecha can only be used for two hours. If the friendly forces cannot keep up with the rescue and the enemy is unwilling to show mercy, these brave imperial soldiers will probably die in a desperate way.

In the fortress command center, Deng Zhengqing, who has already taken absolute initiative, is reporting to his superiors.

"The enemy reinforcements' landing attack has been disrupted. It has now been confirmed that it is the fleet under Vice Admiral Yeager Sobek. They have withdrawn to a safe distance to regroup."

Captain Nemo, the theoretical superior, nodded on the screen with a trace of worry on his face: "As expected of a famous general of the empire, his troops arrived so quickly. Could it be that..."

Feifei, who is actually my classmate, smiled on another screen and said, "Don't worry too much. The Sobek fleet should have split up before arriving at Schlenburg. Whether they were well prepared or arrived by chance, the control of the fortress is already in our hands."

"You are right." Captain Nemo, the brigadier general, still looked attentive in front of Colonel Fifi.

"Old Deng, the fortress is in my hands, right?" Feifei asked again.

"According to the combat plan, all the first-level targets that needed to be mastered within 2 hours have been completed. Seventy percent of the second-level targets are also under our control. Our soldiers are still advancing, and the journey is smooth!" Deng Zhengqing reported loudly.

"Then I...Commander will be relieved." Feifei said with a smile.

Deng Zhengqing continued to report: "The group of imperial soldiers blocking the main entrance of the cruise ship port have also been knocked down by hypnotic gas. Captain Sledge's G Company is moving towards you."

"Thank you for your support." Feifei expressed her gratitude to her old classmate in a superior tone, and then said to the captain in a superior tone: "Where is the commander?"

Captain Nemo quickly stood at attention and said in a tone as if he were on a pilgrimage: "He is meditating on the observatory. Your subordinates dare not disturb him."

Feifei smiled meaningfully. "Very good. Then don't disturb me. Commander, you can do whatever you want. Captain, the command of the Silence is now in your hands."

The captain naturally held his head high and looked as if he would be beheaded if he couldn't do it.

After the call ended, Deng Zhengqing looked at the Silence on the screen with great concern. The Illuminator warship, still wearing the skin of the Alliance Titan, was moving its bow slowly and shooting a brilliant beam of light into the distance again, like waving a divine sword that could pierce the starry sky.

The Imperial fleets that attempted a head-on attack also gave up their missions and fled in panic.

So, what was Mr. Yu doing on the boat? Since he was meditating, was he doing some high-end mystical operation?

As a psychic novice, Deng Zhengqing admitted that he was very curious, but he also knew that such a field was beyond his comprehension. He suppressed his curiosity with difficulty and turned his attention back to his own technicians who were operating the terminal array.

With the remote computing support of the entire Silence and the "physical" help of the omnipotent spherical Bifangs, their cracking work was not entirely smooth, but it was almost unimpeded.

"The operating program has been implanted and a new operating system has been generated! The battleship and the fortress central control have been completely connected."

At this point, the central control terminal of the Silence should automatically implant the same subsystem into Fortress No. 1. In the cyber realm, the fortress will probably become one of the Silence's clones.

This statement sounds a bit strange, and it is not something Deng Zhengqing and his friends can understand, but this is not the point. The point is that everyone really saw with their own eyes that such a large fortress was about to become a trophy of the earthlings.

"The permissions for each compartment are in place. You can shut down the oxygen supply and gravity of the isolation compartment." As progressive soldiers under Marshal Yu, they still have a bottom line after all, and they will not use oxygen deprivation to massacre enemy soldiers who have lost their ability to resist. However, this can force some imperial troops who are still trying to resist to lay down their weapons.

"The command authority of the fortress's working robots has been bound. We have gained control of all the fortress's automatic systems."

With the chubby Bifangs, the stupid, big, black and rough robots of the Empire are useless, backward and anti-civilization. However, for the fortress as a whole, this is a very important signal after all.

In this way, the Glory Gate No. 1 Fortress, which was infected with the "neurotoxin", revived on the spot a few minutes after it died. But at this time, the "soul" inside it no longer belonged to the Galactic Empire.

Of course, none of the good news above is as important as Baner and Motta's formal capture of the main gun control room.

Under Deng Zhengqing's command, the energy connection between the fortress's main reactor and the main gun was smooth again. Motta, who was in the main gun control room, licked his lips, and with the cooperation of everyone, he opened a terminal step by step and entered the command code he had just obtained.
"That's the biggest shot I've ever fired," Motta said to Banner.

"Me too. So, are you going to give this opportunity to me?" Banner's eyes lit up.

"This... Hehe, this is my job. I can do anything, but not this time. I promise, I can let you do it again the second time, really."

"Don't you know that only the first sip of Bingkuoluo is worth drinking?"

"Ahahaha, I'm already a cyborg, I don't drink Koruo."

In fact, Adro Mota only had two legs and one arm as prosthetics. He was still the big black fat man who liked to drink Koruo, eat pork elbows and donuts. But William Banner didn't know that! He just felt a surge of respect and pity for his old comrade in his heart, and naturally he would never fight with him again.

Of course, I still can't bear to leave.

After all, using the Empire's fortress artillery to bombard the Empire's fleet and fortresses is a feat that can be recorded in history. If it can be passed back to the country, it can also be opened as a separate page in the family tree, right?
"Oh, what a pity, we didn't get to enjoy the first soup after all!" Banner looked at the big black fat man with regret as he used unskilled movements to open the Empire's fire control terminal, adjusted the firing range icon, and directed a gunner to start adjusting the firing resistance.

"The Hammer of Glory's No. 1 fortress cannon has begun charging! Estimated time: 60 seconds! The countdown begins now! No. 2 and No. 3, get ready!"

"The target is confirmed to be the retreating Imperial Sobek Fleet!"

The main guns of the Glory Gate No. 1 Fortress are three gamma-ray beam cannons called "Glory Fists". Even the largest and strongest Titan ship will be seriously injured if hit by one of them.

Needless to say, its power and energy consumption are of the same specifications as those of the cannons installed on the Sky Fortress. In the entire Glory Gate space city, only Fortress No. 1 can install a main gun of this size.

It is actually the newest military equipment in Fortress No. 1 and has been in service for just over a year.

During the Judgment War three years ago, due to the sudden assassination of the previous Sleen King Belial, the entire Gate of Glory defense zone was suddenly leaderless, and the main force of the plunderer army could only be allowed to run rampant in the important border star regions of the empire.

Of course, perhaps it is also because after the star gate was opened, the Empire no longer regarded the Gate of Glory as a border.

But no matter what, when the plunderer's large flamethrower destroyed Fortress No. 3, which was closest to the star gate, with intensive artillery fire, and suppressed the defenders of Fortresses No. 1 and 2 so that they dared not show their heads, the imperial soldiers were still very humiliated.

The Imperial Privy Council and the Grand Marshal's Office also felt that if they could have installed usable fortress artillery in advance, they might not have suffered such humiliation.

Therefore, after the main force of the plunderers entered the New World, the Imperial Army also invested heavily in reorganizing the defense of the Star Gate.

It was probably a little unrealistic to rebuild one or two fortresses in front of the star gate entrance to block the gate, so they installed the most powerful fortress cannon on Fortress No. 1, the largest fortress in the galaxy.

Compared to the Skyfortress that can carry more than a dozen huge cannons, the scale of the Glory Gate No. 1 Fortress is indeed much smaller. The reactor and capacitor storage can only accommodate three main guns, but this is enough to form a complete blockade around the huge star gate.

If there are any enemies who dare to pass through the Gate of Glory next time, they will be hit in the face by my positron cannon! We will not even let the pirates go.

The Imperial Army had never imagined that these main guns, which had been built but never used, would be the first to fire in actual combat on them.

The bright beam of light, which was still vaguely wrapped with magnetic field arcs, poured into the void, decomposing several retreating assault landing craft into ions, and it was far from stopping. It kept igniting several larger warships of the Empire at the end of the aiming sensor, and the deadly energy gradually dissipated in the endless vastness of the starry sky.

A heavy cruiser and three light cruisers began to deform and disintegrate in the intense high-temperature combustion. The four destroyers standing by them did not even have this death process, and were already decomposed into ions. They did not last longer than those assault landing craft.

Compared to the lance cannon and rail gun, the positron cannon has a scattering function, and it is indeed the most suitable for serving as a fortress cannon!
"Oh! Great! I got it!" Motta raised his arms and shouted happily.

Although he was the chief gunner of the Red Tiger, even if he joined the Rebel Army, he was only operating a simple 107. This fortress cannon, which was the culmination of the Empire's military technology, was also his first time to actually use it, but he immediately achieved perfect results, so he was naturally overjoyed.

He now feels like a genius.

As for Banner, who was the chief engineer and second main gunner of the Blue King at that time, he had already sat at another operating table, rubbing his hands, ready to go.

"Target locked on Fortress No. 2, distance 0.1."

When the energy display changed from white to yellow, and then from yellow to orange, he pressed the button and shouted in a powerful voice, "Fire!"

It was as if the fortress commander was giving the firing order.

Another beam of white-hot light gushed out from the muzzle of Fortress No. 1 and attacked another space station in the distance that was only half its size.

The deadly beam of energy seemed to have turned into a solid with texture. It traveled through space for more than 40 seconds, conquered a distance of tens of millions of kilometers, and accurately pierced another Imperial fortress.

That is Fortress No. 2 of the Gate of Glory.

40 seconds was enough time for even the most cumbersome arsenal ships and frigates to make evasive responses. However, it was another matter for a semi-fixed space city.

Not all fortresses are alive and kicking snake holes. They could only watch the fatal attack in despair, smashing fiercely on their walls, but they could do nothing about it.