From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 639: Space Dump Truck

Inventor: 'Red Baron' - Manfred Albrecht von Richthofen
Invention Project: 'Space Dump Truck' Tactical Action

Manfred, a down-and-out nobleman who was born in the Star Dragon Empire and eventually settled in the Federation, experienced his first large-scale space battle in the Third Combined Fleet, which was composed of the Renaissance Alliance and part of the Atlas warships.

It was also during this battle that, in order to protect his good friend 'True Red Lightning' Johnny Riding, this young man drove a heavy armored combat boat and overloaded the deflection field generator, using the combat boat as a kinetic bomb, destroying more than a dozen HCPs in one go.

After the battle, at the request of Instructor Atlas, Manfred, who had already developed the habit of post-war summarization, also recorded this operation, and continued to improve this "tactical operation" in his spare time, and finally submitted it to Jacob.

When Jacob saw the "Tactical Operation Report" submitted by Manfred, he was immediately shocked. He did not expect that this young man whom he had been paying attention to for a long time was actually a "madman" like himself.

But at the same time, he soon discovered that Manfred's revised operation really tapped the potential of the heavy armored combat boat. Compared with the HCP, the more powerful deflection field generator can really fully support the operation of this entire set of tactical actions.

Jacob immediately prepared to promote this set of tactical moves to the entire heavy armored combat boat combat unit. After all, there is no driver in this unit who is not crazy.

However, such things that are to be promoted to the entire military still need to be reported to Amber first.

After seeing the information sent by Jacob, Amber said with a smile:
"So, all the pilots in your combat boat unit are of this type? The pilot who picked me up last time on a special mission was actually a professional player from the Star Ocean Speed ​​Grand Prix. So you guys aren't specifically picking these people to recruit, are you?"

"That's not our combat vehicle. Most people don't have the courage to drive it. I think we need to let people who are not afraid of death see it, so that the combat boat can play its greatest advantage~"

In the end, Manfred's "space dump truck" tactical action, after passing the demonstration of the combat boat design team, was quickly incorporated into the advanced teaching materials for combat boat pilots and began to be promoted to the "old birds" in the team.

Amber also received new inspiration from this tactical move.

Because this tactic is essentially about crushing the enemy with power, it also means that this tactic is not limited to use on heavily armored combat boats.

The 'Endless-class' super flagship is, to some extent, like a heavy armored combat boat to an HCP, with the former's power being several times that of the latter.

Even the gap between the Infinity Class and ordinary battleships is greater than the gap between heavy armored combat boats and HCPs.

In this case, would it be more effective to use the 'Endless Level' to execute the tactics of the Space Dump Truck?
Moreover, the Infinity Class also uses new technology that can connect the deflection force fields of nearby ships in parallel to form a larger-scale joint force field.
"Report! The coordinated deflection force field has been generated, and the operating power of each ship is stable!"

After hearing the report from the tactical information coordinator, Amber looked at Cerise who was floating in the air. After a large amount of data streams passed by her, the latter nodded to Amber.

"Commander, the attack route has been planned! We can start the attack!"

After seeing a route that Ceris had marked on the star map of the holographic projection platform heading straight for the First Fleet of the Federation Navy, Amber waved her hand and ordered:

"Everyone, activate the 'anti-high overload mode' of the cabin suits, and operate the battleship's inertial transfer unit at maximum power!
All ship helmsmen, fix the attack course! The engine clock is ready to advance to 'Forward 4', countdown 10 seconds! "

"109876"

After seeing the red prompt pop up on the masks of their cabin suits and the instructions for emergency switching on the display screens throughout the warship, everyone in the entire fleet immediately secured themselves to the nearby cushioned seats as they had been trained to do.

If you really don't have time to find a buffer seat with inertia transfer function, you can only find a nearby temporary buffer slot and stand in it.

These grooves, which are usually hidden in some bulkheads inside the warship, are just big enough for humanoid creatures of Roma or smaller size to stand in. When the crew members stand in, several high-strength safety ropes will be connected to the prefabricated buckles of the cabin uniforms to hold them firmly in place.

At the same time, a viscous colloid will quickly fill the entire slot and be tightly adsorbed inside the temporary buffer tank under the action of electromagnetic force.

At this moment, the control of each warship has actually been transferred to their shipboard control personality.

".54321! All ships, forward 4!"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment. From the observations of the three federal fleets, they only saw the Atlas fleet dragging out a blue wake thousands of kilometers long in an instant, and the nearly 20 kilometers distance between them and the First Fleet was also shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye in an instant.

"What's this."

Admiral Carol on the battleship HMS Dreadnought looked at the fleet approaching at high speed, and then listened to the anxious "collision warning" from the shipboard control personality, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Because what he saw before him was a way of fighting he had never seen before. This kind of situation, like a heavy cavalry charge, had never appeared in previous fleet battles except when the two sides quickly withdrew from the battle after engaging each other.

At this moment, Marshal Trafalgar's rich experience reminded him of something, but he didn't have time to say anything to Carol, so he immediately shouted:
"Pass my order, all ships, take emergency evasive action! Authorize all shipboard control personalities to take 'override control'! All ships' air defense firepower is fully opened!"

The other warships of the First Fleet of the Federal Navy naturally saw the Atlas Fleet rushing towards them like a "hundred-ton king" on the highway.

Although they were also carrying a steel ship weighing millions of tons, no one was brave enough to crash into the huge flagship of the Atlas fleet and the deflection field covering the entire front of the formation to test its quality.
Just like birds and beasts scattering, the First Fleet, which had originally been in tight formation, quickly began to disperse. However, as the elite fleet of the navy, the First Fleet maintained a very high level of training even when it was disbanding its formation.

All the warships kept their main gun beam axes aimed at the oncoming Atlas fleet while moving, so that they could attack the target as soon as they received the order to open fire.

But what they need to deal with now, besides the 'hundred-ton king' and 'dump truck' in front of them, is a lot of 'garbage' thrown out by the Atlas fleet in advance.
"Report, targets suspected to be plasma torpedoes have been detected in the B4, G9, and U2 areas, and the number is gradually increasing!"

"Plasma torpedo?! How come we only discovered it at this distance?!" the air defense commander exclaimed.

"Sir, judging from the radar return characteristics, it should be the Atlas Group's stealth-configured super-heavy plasma torpedoes. They will naturally shorten our detection range, and the emergency maneuvers of the warships have also affected our air detection!" "Fuck, all ships' air defense weapon groups, open fire! Pay attention to the positions of friendly ships, and do not cause accidental injuries! The 1st to 5th destroyer formations, urgently leave the formation to provide air cover for the main battleship!"
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The originally peaceful space of the Pillar of Life instantly exploded after the Atlas fleet launched the "dump truck charge".

On the periphery of the First Fleet of the Federal Navy, a large number of directed energy weapons' rays and the orange-red trajectories pulled out by rapid-fire electromagnetic cannons densely covered the entire universe.

At the end of the fire line, fireballs would occasionally explode - that was a symbol of the super-heavy plasma torpedoes being penetrated by the warhead and detonated.

However, the anti-aircraft firepower organized in a hurry still had loopholes.

Those destroyers and frigates on the periphery that were engulfed by the blue-white high-temperature plasma fireballs were the price the Federal First Fleet paid for its own anti-aircraft firepower loopholes.

In order to protect the precious battleships from being attacked, these escort teams almost blocked themselves in the attack path of the plasma torpedoes, using themselves as shields to support the last line of defense.

And those main battleships, which were in turn protected by small ships, did not let down the sacrifices of the destroyer fleet. Their extremely high level of training was fully demonstrated at this moment.

While avoiding the 'dump truck', the battleships continued to open fire, and the blue and white beams of the heavy particle cannons lit up in the universe one after another, trying to stop the attack of the Atlas fleet.

However, the power calculation of the system deflection field organized by the "Eternity" can no longer be calculated using simple "1+1" or multiplication. Its instantaneous power has actually long exceeded the sum of the powers of all the deflection field generators in the fleet, and even exceeds it exponentially.

So when the salvo from the First Fleet approached, dense jets of heavy metal particles instantly filled the entire force field, like some kind of astronomical phenomenon, a super-large hemispherical sea of ​​electric arcs, causing the warships of both sides to simultaneously reduce the amount of light entering, in order to prevent the sudden burst of light from blinding the crew on board.

The First Fleet's salvo was extremely powerful, and the deadly and accurate salvos hit almost at the same time, but they were still a little off.
"Keep firing! The main gun group is forced to cool down, don't stop!"

As the First Fleet continued to fire salvos, the huge deflection field was like a shield emitting a faint blue light, with ripples and dancing silver snakes constantly appearing on the surface, easily blocking the two rounds of rapid salvos from the Federation's First Fleet.

Every time a jet of heavy metal ions hits the shield, it emits dazzling sparks, like bright stars blooming on the shield in an instant, sparks flying everywhere, and interweaving a gorgeous light curtain on the surface of the force field, like a cosmic fireworks feast.

At the same time, the fleet, which had entered the "Forward 4" state, was still climbing rapidly at an astonishing speed. The tail trail left by the plasma propulsion array danced wantonly in space, dyeing the surrounding space blue.

The speed of the battleship became increasingly rapid, approaching the incredible relative speed of 400 kilometers per second in the blink of an eye.

This speed seemed to have broken the shackles of time and space, rapidly shortening the originally unreachable distance of hundreds of thousands of kilometers between the two fleets, as if it had been twisted into a straight line by an invisible force, and was decreasing sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye every second.

Although Marshal Trafalgar had ordered the fleet to disperse in advance, it was not easy for the fleet, which was originally tightly arranged like a honeycomb, to completely disperse in a short period of time.

The warships were intertwined, and the tail flames from their engines crisscrossed, forming a sea of ​​light and heat.

"Everyone, prepare to take the hit!!!"

Marshal Trafalgar's voice resounded throughout the fleet through the communication channel. He tightly grasped the armrests of the command chair, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his eyes revealed determination and tension.

In an instant, in the eyes of the federal fleet, the Atlas fleet was like a burning meteor, rushing towards them with overwhelming force.

Those federal warships that had no time to dodge were violently knocked off course by an invisible force the moment they came into contact with the huge deflection field.

The ship's hull was shaking violently, and the titanium alloy frame was whimpering in pain, as if expressing its helplessness and despair. The hard hull armor was constantly torn apart under the huge impact force, and fragments like fragile paper flew everywhere. The people and debris in the ship were thrown out like garbage in the violent collision.

Even the warships on the edge of the deflection field seemed to be caught in a terrible storm. They were instantly turned over, the space around the ships was distorted, and the light was stretched into long strips of light, as if time and space were torn apart.

Some lucky warships, under the precise control of the ship-borne control personality, urgently activated the vector control nozzles. The nozzles on both sides of the ship spurted out blue light several times stronger than usual, desperately propelling the ship and struggling to stabilize its posture in the chaos.

However, more warships had no time to react at all, and like a group of billiard balls scattered by a shot, they crashed heavily into the surrounding friendly ships.

"The enemy fleet has passed! They are rapidly closing the gap!"

"Wait, aren't they going to turn back and fight?!" Admiral Carol, who had recovered from the violent impact, was full of doubts as he looked at the Atlas fleet, which did not slow down or turn around after the staggered battle, but continued to sprint.

"Sarah! Calculate the opponent's sprint track and predict the location of the extension line!"

Marshal Trafalgar realized something and asked anxiously, not caring about the internal injuries caused by the overload exceeding the threshold of the cabin suit when the battleship made an emergency evasion just now.

Such calculations were not difficult for the shipboard control personality. With just a slight mobilization of computing power, the shipboard control personality named Sarah completed the calculation.

"Calculations completed, Marshal predicts that the extension line is close to the proton annihilation bomb assembly center!"

"really."

Marshal Trafalgar gritted his teeth and looked at the chaotic First Fleet and the warships destroyed by the "mud truck" collision. He struggled with his conscience for a few seconds, and finally he sighed and ordered:

"Pass on my order. The First Fleet will adjust its course and pursue with all its might! The Second and Third Fleets will each leave two escort teams to rescue the survivors, and the rest of the warships will quickly follow! We must completely annihilate this enemy force!"

(End of this chapter)