From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 649 Lilith, you did a great job!

"General, I swear the scattering angle parameter I just entered is definitely 13°!"

"Are you sure you didn't put an extra zero?"

"General, if I enter the wrong answer, you can shoot me right now."

Hearing the technical officer's words, Major General Vladimir was so angry that he laughed: "What's the point of me shooting you now?!"

After saying this, the technical major general, who had already sat down at the workbench, began to check the background and quickly browsed through the background records that seemed to have no problems.

And he was actually very sure that when he was watching the officer's operation just now, the other party did not enter an extra zero.

"General, look, these records are all normal and correct."

After seeing the backstage records, the technical officer also plucked up the courage to speak. For him, proving his innocence was more important than anything else at this moment.

He didn't want the future war history records of this important battle to show that the turning point of the battle was that a technical officer from Requiem entered an extra zero when inputting the scattering angle.

Then they would add their own photo and name below, becoming an eternal sinner and the object of ridicule by future generations.

"Look! This is the idiot who lost an extra zero, hahahaha!"

It's really terrible.

Soon, Major General Vladimir stood up from the workbench and answered, "Well, it's really not your problem."

He turned around and looked around the entire control room, as if he was looking at an electronic ghost lurking in the virtual space.

“We’ve been hacked.”

The next second, all the lights and electronic equipment screens in the control room suddenly went out.
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"You did a great job Lilith!"

After receiving the casualty report from the fleet, Amber couldn't help but praise Lilith directly.

The second round of flashlight attacks by Requiem almost completely covered the entire fleet, and although the high-powered gamma laser beams were greatly diffused, it did not mean that they would be completely harmless. After all, this was a satellite gun array driven by the largest nuclear reactor array currently in human history.

Therefore, although there was no direct loss of warships, the outer armor of most warships that were exposed to "Requiem" was more or less damaged, and some small ships with slightly worse protection even had their external armor deformed and cracked.

But generally speaking, it is still much better than being melted directly by "Requiem".

"Ramos, the fleet should hurry up and attack. Requiem is no longer able to attack. Destroy it as the fleet passes by! Remember, focus your heavy particle cannons on dismantling the main structure of Requiem. At the same time, send out a group of capital ships to use electromagnetic reconnection cannons to fire heavy piercing rods at high power. Fire several rounds of continuous fire to destroy the reactor array in the core area!"

Amber quickly issued general instructions to Ramos. As for how the latter would lead the fleet to implement them, that was something the young commander had to think about.

The latter did not disappoint Amber's expectations. He quickly determined the next battle of each unit based on the current battlefield situation, and even the attack force led by Amber was commanded by him.

The Atlas fleet was like a trident held tightly by the angry god. With an indomitable and resolute momentum, it split into three groups and launched an overwhelming charge towards the terrifying "Requiem" satellite artillery array that looked like the devil's eye.

The first main fleet, like a group of whistling peregrine falcons, rushed towards the set target at an unimaginable speed. Due to the complex environment inside the "Pillar of All Living Things", the deflection force field around the hull was activated, and a silver-white arc was drawn from time to time when sailing at high speed.

Under Ramos's command, the main fleet quickly arrived at a location only 10000 kilometers away from "Requiem". At this time, all the main battleships had arrived at the firing position at the front of the formation. Around the heavy particle cannons of each ship, a circle of concentric fusion reactors activated the energy circuits one after another.

Thanks to the assistance of Gatheris, the onboard controller of the Eternity, the entire fleet, although not yet sufficiently trained, still demonstrated excellent coordination and approached the target perfectly according to the predetermined trajectory, like a shining band of light in the dark universe, passing by like a gust of wind and lightning.

As the distance between the fleet and the Requiem satellite gun array approached 8000 kilometers, the warships, like giant beasts awakening from their slumber, began to adjust their axes gracefully and sharply while maintaining their set course. The ends of the acceleration orbits of the heavy particle guns exposed outside the ship's hulls shone with the cold light unique to metal under the faint starlight of the cold universe.

"Commander, we have entered the planned attack distance."

Ceris' voice rang in Ramos' ears, and the latter swung his raised right hand downward without hesitation.

"All fleets, start firing!"

In an instant, dazzling blue-white beams of light, like a galaxy pouring down, gushed out from the end of the acceleration orbit of each ship's heavy particle cannon like a surging, unstoppable torrent, and slammed heavily into the "Requiem" satellite cannon array.

Each beam of light was wrapped with a force that could literally destroy the stars, tearing bright and dazzling holes in the dark and boundless universe. The asteroid fragments along the way were like moths caught in a blaze, instantly shattered by the heavy metal particle jet at 1% the speed of light, turning into tiny dots of light, blending into this extremely violent energy torrent. In order to ensure shooting accuracy and firepower continuity, the warships adopted a distributed firepower coordination system. Under the coordination of Ceris, the various shipborne control personalities shared target data in real time to ensure that each round of salvos could hit the main structure of the "Requiem" and avoid interference between friendly firepower.

At the same time, on more than a dozen battleships and heavy cruisers whose gunners were relatively experienced, the heavy particle cannons that served as the main guns did not fire. Instead, they were replaced by electromagnetic reconnection guns on the sides that were raised at a certain angle.

In order to maximize their firepower, these warships did not completely align their axes towards Requiem, but maintained a certain angle so that the 150-meter-class electromagnetic reconnection guns deployed on one side of the side could fire in unison.

This is also a common scenario in space fleet battles. After all, there is no air resistance or water current in outer space, so the warships can use vector-controlled nozzles to "pose" as they please without changing their course, even performing a handstand and firing.

While each ship completed the loading of the heavy-duty piercing rods and stabilized the voltage of the electromagnetic reconnection guns, the location of the core area of ​​the satellite gun was marked on the "Requiem" in front of the gunners of each ship - this was also the information obtained by Lilith after the electronic warfare virus had just completed the invasion and opened the external access port.

Soon, from the direction of 'Requiem', white light flashed continuously in the direction of the dozen or so warships. It was the electromagnetic reconnection gun producing the 'attack special effects'. Heavy penetrating rods also pulled out a rare visual trajectory in the interstellar dust cloud of the 'Pillar of All Creation'. This is actually difficult to see in other relatively 'clean' cosmic environments.

However, such a trajectory, to a certain extent, also makes it easier for the attacked party to intercept these heavy penetrating rods. After all, after entering space, the electromagnetic gun has become one of the slowest weapons on a warship.

The muzzle velocity of hundreds of kilometers per second is really not good enough compared to other directed energy weapons.
Fortunately, at this moment, 'Requiem' has fallen into a paralyzed state. After discovering that it was impossible to kill the electronic warfare virus implanted by Lilith, the main control personality directly executed the command of 'formatting and restarting the host' according to the authority he had, so all the defense weapons on 'Requiem' were shut down.

More than ten seconds later, the first wave of heavy piercing rods hit the target. However, after being hit by the fleet's heavy particle cannons, the external main structure of "Requiem" was riddled with holes, causing a certain degree of displacement of the main body. Therefore, this round of attack hit the core area, and the nearest piercing rod unfortunately passed by the lead-bismuth alloy protective layer outside the core area.

However, the electromagnetic reconnection gun's overloaded continuous firing essentially still has a firing interval of nearly ten seconds, so before the first round of piercing rods hit the target, the gunners of the dozen or so warships had already begun to adjust their aiming positions based on the position offset of "Requiem".

On the other side, the attack force led by Amber herself, without the interception of the satellite gun array's anti-aircraft firepower, rushed straight from the flank of "Requiem" at a faster speed.

The 'ATLAS' piloted by Amber, who led the charge, was at the 'tip of the spear' of the entire attack formation. The special red paint job and the peculiarly shaped super-heavy HCP equipped with the God Warrior made it easy for all the pilots and drivers on the team to detect his presence.

These pilots and drivers, who were participating in such a large-scale attack operation for the first time, had only heard stories from their predecessors about this mysterious 'Boss' leading the charge.

Some newcomers even thought it was a bit exaggerated, but today, after becoming a part of this "Atlas Battlefield Story" in person, everyone realized that the descriptions of those stories were
In fact, it’s not exaggerated enough.

Especially when the giant mechanical arm of the 'Giant God Soldier' ​​raised the 'EX Sword of Promised Victory' and spurted out a 3-kilometer-long plasma blade, the entire HCP and heavy armored combat boat attack team members were determined to go back alive and brag about it.
The attacking force maintained a tight and orderly wedge formation along the attack path that Amber constantly fine-tuned, and like a sharp blade cutting into soft butter, it launched a ferocious and unparalleled penetrating attack on the 'Requiem' satellite artillery array.

One after another, the Iron Demons controlled the weapons in their hands that spewed out various directed energy beams and continued to bombard. The combat boats happily fired heavy plasma torpedoes from the magazines - for such bulky weapons, the current attack was even simpler than daily training.

The protection of the satellite gun array of "Requiem" was extremely fragile under the attack of this "Butter Knife". The "Butter Knife" was unstoppable, sparks flew and debris flew wherever it passed, like a gorgeous metal fireworks show.

Major General Vladimir and others in the main control room almost watched Amber and his men force their way into the interior of "Requiem", and then destroyed the main structure of the satellite gun array with one shot after another, until the main control room was completely melted by several jets of heavy metal particles.

The attack force quickly penetrated the defenseless satellite artillery array and eventually reunited with the main fleet along the nearest straight track. Except for the losses incurred when breaking through the air defense network at the beginning, the damage of the entire attack force was also controlled to a very small number.

Although the structure of the entire "Requiem" satellite artillery array was not completely destroyed, it was basically in a scrapped state as the second and third rounds of electromagnetic reconnection gun salvos hit the core area, and all the reflectors and complex energy circuits were completely shattered in the attack.

Even if the federation is willing to spend a higher price to carry out repairs, it cannot be completed in a short period of time.

The 'Poseidon' squadron, which served as the third attack force, annihilated the unsuspecting federal logistics ship in a lightning-fast manner while the federal fleet was completely unable to react.

Those federal logistics ships were like lambs encountering a nightmare in their sleep. No one could have imagined that they would be attacked at this critical juncture. The entire logistics fleet only had time to send a distress signal to the main fleet before they turned into dazzling fireworks under the fierce artillery fire and disappeared into the cold universe.

The 'Poseidon' squadron, which had completed all logistical tasks, had no time to taste the fruits of victory, so it changed course at the fastest speed and accelerated from the third direction towards 'Requiem', or the proton annihilation bomb assembly center.

Following Amber's advice, he knew that this squadron would most likely not be able to catch up with the attack on 'Requiem'. After all, there was such a long distance between them, so it would be better for them not to slow down and go straight to the final assembly center.

Therefore, under Ramos's final deployment, the 'Poseidon Team' did not try to merge with the main fleet, but continued to split its forces and cooperate with the main fleet to maintain a 'two-pronged approach', launching an attack on the proton annihilation bomb assembly center guarded by the "Requiem" satellite artillery array.

At this moment, the pursuing federal fleet seemed to be caught in an invisible web of dilemma, unable to move forward or backward.

They almost watched helplessly as the 'three armies' of the Atlas fleet moved in like ghosts, especially Marshal Trafalgar. The moment he saw the 'Requiem' being destroyed, the old marshal was completely plunged into unprecedented rage.

He had never thought that the federal navy, which he personally commanded, would fall into the current situation. Even when facing the huge navy of the Star Dragon Empire before, as long as it was a battle commanded by him personally, it had never fallen into such a passive and embarrassing situation.

Trafalgar's eyes were red as he tightly grasped the armrest of the command seat. Veins bulged on the back of his hands. At this moment, he could no longer listen to the advice of Admiral Carol beside him. He shouted at the top of his lungs to order the Federal Fleet to hold on to the Atlas Fleet. The voice spread through the communication channel to every warship, demanding that the enemy be completely annihilated in order to wash away the shame that had happened to him and the Federal Navy today with blood.

"Success or death!"

(End of this chapter)