My Empire

1,528 Carrier-Based Aircraft Participated in the Battle

Rays of light flew from the flanks into the interior of the Watcher fleet, and then one Watcher warship after another was hit and then exploded.

The shell of the Warden Warship is extremely hard, because it is directly converted from energy, so its strength is extremely high. Ordinary attacks can't even damage these shells, let alone destroy the internal structure inside.

However, the main guns of the battleships of the Alan Hill Empire are also very sharp, and even for the planet, the power of these main guns has seriously overflowed.

The reason why such a powerful weapon is built is entirely because of the threat of the Watcher. So these light beams can be said to be completely tailor-made for the watchers, and naturally it is possible to penetrate these hard shells.

The battle was still going on fiercely, and the watchmen did not sit still because their flanks were attacked.

Countless guardian battleships began to turn, and then used the main guns on their own battleships to launch a counterattack against the fleet of the Alan Hill Empire.

For a while, the battlefield was divided into two parts. On one side, the 3rd Fleet on the flanks was constantly squeezing the warships of the watchmen, and on the other side, the warships of both sides on the frontal battlefield were still constantly attacking each other.

"Marshal! The frontal pursuit has almost reached its limit! We have to speed up to shorten the distance between the two sides, so that the defensive energy replenishment of the first-line battleships will be too late!"

The trick for the fleet of the Alan Hill Empire to keep without losing any warships is that the front-line battleships are constantly rotating, so that the battleships whose energy is about to be exhausted are rotated to the rear for energy replenishment.

But such a tactic can only be executed in a defensive state that hardly moves—once it enters an offensive state and the fleet is advancing, it will be more troublesome for retreating warships to catch up to the front to replace other warships.

Therefore, from the beginning, the First Fleet of the Alan Hill Empire has been using the same batch of warships for energy defense, and now the energy defense of these warships has almost reached its limit.

Genesis knew that of course they could continue to attack, but soon they would also lose some warships, but these losses would bring even greater losses to the enemy.

He can also choose to stop advancing and let the 3rd Fleet withdraw from the battle at the same time. In this way, he almost perfectly won the first large-scale battle between the two sides, and drew a complete victory for the Empire's first space battle. period.

For Genesis, it was a difficult choice to make the most of the benefits in the first collision, or to preserve his strength and hide some necessary cards.

He didn't know what kind of backhand the other party had, so he didn't know whether he would expose his weakness to the other party in advance if he really took out all the trump cards.

In the end, he still decided not to spit out what he ate! Even if you can only destroy one more enemy, you should seize the opportunity to destroy this enemy more!

Since the battleship pursuit may have reached its limit, and it is not a good choice to increase casualties for yourself, then use other methods to continue to exert pressure.

So, he looked at the adjutant standing aside, and ordered: "Since it is a test, let's try to see if our weapons are really usable! Let the aircraft carrier fleet launch an attack!"

"Obey! Marshal!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, and then went to convey the marshal's new order.

The core position of the aircraft carrier fleet immediately behind the main fleet, on the top of a super huge battleship, inside the towering bridge, the captain received the message from the flagship Serris from the adjutant.

After reading it, he handed the message back to the adjutant, then looked at the commander of the aviation unit beside him, and said, "Finally it's our turn to appear! Is your pilot ready?"

"Of course! They were on standby an hour ago! They are ready to dispatch at any time!" The commander of the aviation unit replied with a smile.

The commander and the captain are from different branches of the military. The captain was the former combat commander of the navy, and he, the commander of the carrier aviation,

Originally served in the Air Force.

The establishment of the Space Fleet gathered them from their respective units, and finally formed such a command team.

And the two of them also know that in their respective fields, they are the most experienced commanders in the empire.

"Let the carrier-based aircraft take off! Carry out the first round of strikes!" Grabbing the communicator in front of him, the aviation commander ordered in a solemn tone: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" On the other side of the communicator, the voice replied equally solemnly: "The carrier-based aircraft takes off! The first round of strikes begins!"

With a square head and a square brain, like a super huge transport ship, on the giant 2nd-class super aircraft carrier, the side decks are slowly opened one by one.

The small combat ships already attached to the launch arms were propelled out of the hull one by one, and then the ejection mechanism propelled them into space.

A fighter pilot who has entered a state of weightlessness before launch feels his spacecraft slowly rotate in space, which is the feeling of being out of restraint.

He reached out, buttoned up his spacesuit, and then shook the joystick lightly.

Around the spaceship, the attitude engine gently ejected gas, adjusting the spaceship to the flying attitude facing up.

Although it was not the first time to soar in the universe, as an ace fighter pilot, Oranke felt a little nervous.

This was the first time he faced a powerful enemy in the universe, and he could feel a little sweat overflowing from the palm of his hand holding the joystick.

"The ignition of the super-engine is activated! The First Combat Wing follows me!" After a brief silence, he contacted his comrades in the communication channel, and then turned on the engine boost switch, letting his fighter jets rush forward go out.

Small combat spacecraft, also known as space carrier aircraft, this kind of spacecraft does not have a separate transition function, but also uses a large propulsion engine.

Because of its small mass and the need to carry a large amount of fuel, it flies extremely fast, so it can easily catch up with warships and carry out attacks.

The spaceship equipped with two electromagnetic guns has short-range combat capabilities and better handling. The main weapon to attack the warship is a nuclear bomb that has been strengthened by magic, with an equivalent of more than 100 million tons.

Even so, the power of this nuclear bomb is not as devastating as the Star Destroyer Cannon. In fact, no one knows whether its attack capability can destroy the enemy's defense.

This attack is used to test whether the carrier-based aircraft unit has the ability to fight alone - if so, the aircraft carrier formation will become the main force of the fleet and obtain the qualification to fight alone.

"Sir! We're right behind you!" The mechanical voice of the accompanying wingman came from the headset.

"Pay attention to the formation! The width of the front fleet does not allow us to bypass the battle zone! Soon we will pass directly through the artillery battle area of ​​​​both sides... Watch out for ballistic monitors! Avoid your own ballistics... and avoid the enemy as much as possible Ballistic..." While reminding others, Oranke turned on his own ballistic monitor.

"Obey!" There was a voice answering in the headset.

While talking, they had already passed a large and busy supply fleet. Those super supply ships that were as huge as a port were opening their four supply mechanical arms to connect those battleships that needed to supply magic energy spar.

The huge chain rolled, and the mechanical claws that hoisted the magic energy spar container entered the battleship just connected to the mechanical arm along the chain one by one. Roll out from the other side and return to the supply ship with the empty container.

The front ends of many violent level 2 battleships can still vaguely see burning black marks, which are the scars left on the main armor belt after the opponent luckily penetrated the magic defense.

Maintenance robots are trying to fix the damage, some are replacing the steel plates, and some are helping to paint the new paint.

When the carrier-based planes that had already formed battle formation passed these supply warships, through the cockpit canopy of the fighter jets, Oranke could see some astronauts waving to them through the portholes.

And in the eyes of those astronauts wearing spacesuits floating in the universe and making sure that the battleship docked with the supply ship, what they saw was a dazzling array of stars flying over their heads.

The huge propellers of the carrier-based aircraft flickered with light, and in the dark universe, weaved a picture of the Milky Way.

"Open the magic defense barrier! Gentlemen! We have reached the frontal battlefield!" Seeing a black energy line penetrated his own battleship formation and flew past them, Oakland reminded everyone.

All fighter jets have energy protection barriers on. Although their barriers are thinner than the magic defense barriers on battleships, this is one of the few ways they can protect themselves.

If carrier-based aircraft want to obtain faster and more flexible flight capabilities, they cannot install thicker armor protection. They have no way to increase their size, so more can only rely on flexible evasion to increase their battlefield survivability .

"Get ready to fight!" Soon, the slightly nervous voices of the drivers came from the headset.

"Get ready to fight!" Everyone was repeating, and then these fighter jets that passed their battleship formation came to the battlefield full of energy shells flying across.

"Enter the combat area!" Oak Lanke drove his fighter to shuttle between the beams of energy, and the wingmen behind him also flexibly avoided the black energy flying in front of them one by one.

Not far away, another formation of fighter jets also entered the battle zone. Because a wingman couldn't dodge in time, it directly collided with a black energy line, and then exploded into a ball of gorgeous fireworks in an instant.

"Pay attention to the front! Pay attention to the front!" In the public channel, someone nervously reminded his comrades.

"Dodge! Dodge!" Then, more voices rang out, and countless fighter jets flashing with their thrusters moved nimbly through these large nets of light and darkness.

"It's 3.1 million kilometers away from the enemy! Pay attention to maintaining formation!" Looking at the numbers displayed on the rangefinder, a wingman driving a puppet loudly reminded Oak that they were approaching the enemy fleet.

"Pay attention to the prompts on the battlefield! The ball-shaped ones are called guardians, which are enemy frigates and low-value targets! Save nuclear bombs, and try not to attack such warships!" The voice of the battlefield commander reminded clearly from the earphones came.

Since the Alan Hill Empire realized that the enemy might be conducting electromagnetic interference, it has strengthened the level of detection and communication.

It seems that it is a bit too much force now, because the enemy's battlefield interference still exists, and the communication and detection of the cute Landhill Empire seem to have encountered no trouble.

"The distance is 2.4 million kilometers! We are almost in the middle of the two armies now! Pay attention to our artillery fire behind you!" The reminder sound came from the earphone again, and then Oranke saw another carrier-based aircraft being hit by artillery fire. scattered in the universe.

He also passed by a black light just now, and the vibration of the fighter he was flying proved the danger of that terrifying black light.

Even if it is only affected by energy, if the magic defense barrier is not activated, mechanical failure may be induced. In the midst of such a battlefield full of "cannonballs", the consequences of paralysis would definitely be unimaginable.

"2 million kilometers away from the enemy fleet! 1.9 million kilometers! 1.8 million kilometers!" The mechanical voice began to remind frequently after entering the distance of 2 million kilometers.

"It seems that we are very lucky, the enemy does not seem to have anti-aircraft fire!" A pilot jokingly enlivened the atmosphere in the slightly bumpy fighter jet.

"1.1 million kilometers away from the enemy! 1 million kilometers! 900,000 kilometers!" The puppet robot driver of the wingman continued to remind his lead plane tirelessly.

"No intercepting artillery fire from the enemy! Continue to maintain formation! Maintain formation!" Oranke continued to remind his comrades while manipulating his fighter plane to avoid the artillery fire that was obviously not aimed at him.

Soon, when the fighter force, which had increased its speed to the extreme, was close to the face of the enemy fleet, their leisure time was over in an instant.

"My God! Look at these ugly things! They shouldn't have appeared in this world!" When Oranke saw the enemy fleet in front of him, he couldn't believe his eyes.

These alien battleships, or the Guardian battleships, are simply space junk floating in the universe. The entire battleship is covered with sharp barbs, which look like a mutated seed.

At this very moment, these huge warships were firing non-stop at the fleet of the Alan Hill Empire in the distance, and the black energy flew towards the distance one by one.

"Our fuel is limited! One group is ready to attack! One group is ready to attack!" Oranke pressed his earphones and gave the attack order to his group: "Be careful not to collide with those battleships, try to be as close as possible to their battleships." Wander between!"

"Damn it! Be careful! Be careful! They're firing! They're firing!" When everyone was about to start attacking in the gap between the enemy fleets, countless black energy clusters flew towards them.

These not huge energies obviously cannot be used for long-distance shooting. They are designed to solve the trouble of approaching.

The dense energy enveloped the carrier-based aircraft forces of the Alan Hill Empire almost at once, and many carrier-based aircraft were blown up by the oncoming energy hits before they could react.

"Scatter! Spread! The opponent has dense fire coverage!" Oaklank shouted loudly while pulling up the joystick.

Accompanied by his control, his fighter plane immediately raised its head and flew towards a high place, leaving a series of black energy clusters behind him.

Without waiting for the opponent to adjust the shooting angle, Oranke habitually tilted the joystick to the left, and controlled the fighter to slide towards the left side.

This coherent control throws off most of the attacks, but the enemy's attacks are still intensive, as if they will not stop until these approaching enemies are wiped out.

"Cunning bastards! They deliberately put us at such a close distance before firing!" Oaklank saw that a wingman behind him was already on fire, like a shooting star in the universe.

He looked at the range meter, opened his mouth and ordered all fighter units: "Avoid incoming firepower! Spread out! Drop nuclear bombs at a distance of 5,000 kilometers!"

"Understood!" Inside the headset, a group of well-trained pilots immediately answered.

"Come on! Come on! I've locked you in!" Oaklank controlled the fighter jet to avoid the incoming attack, and locked his radar on a huge battleship.

It was a huge Judgment warship, the main battleship of the Watcher, with firepower comparable to that of the Invincible class. Of course, Oranke didn't know this, he only knew that the target was the closest to him.

"Pull up! Pull up! Avoid the Star Destroyer behind you! Then drop the bomb immediately!" Oaklanke reminded his comrades while pulling up his fighter.

Then he saw the radar lock cue light light up on the side of his helmet sight.

"Go to hell!" He pressed the attack button, and let the nearly 20-meter-long nuclear bomb that had been hanging under the belly of the aircraft break away from the missile launcher.

In order to ensure the range of nuclear bombs, the size of these nuclear bombs is about the same as that of intercontinental ballistic missiles, so as to ensure that they fly fast enough, stable enough, and far enough in the universe!

At this time, the F fighter planes started to execute the automatic attack procedure. These fighter planes driven by puppet robots began to attack deeper places. They were not afraid of death and could choose to launch attacks closer to the target.

The nuclear bomb that escaped from the Oranc fighter jet was ignited not far away, and then rushed straight towards the watchman's spaceship.

Because of inertia, the speed of this missile is already extremely fast, and after accelerating again, it has reached the point of being as fast as lightning.

It rushed directly into the dense Guardian fleet, and then bloomed at the shell of a Judgment warship that was firing to attack the distant Alan Hill Empire fleet.

The explosion energy instantly diffused by the nuclear bomb explosion was released directly near the solid shell of the Judgment. The huge energy did not penetrate its shell, but pushed it to another warship of the Judgment next to it.

The two battleships collided directly, and the shells covered with spikes were squeezed together, twisted and deformed, and then ruptured, looking extremely embarrassing.

"The proximity fuze of the nuclear bomb can't penetrate the shell of the Arbiter battleship! Damn it! The proximity fuze is invalid! Ineffective!" Seeing through the monitor that his nuclear bomb did not have the expected destruction effect, Oranke drove His fighter plane left the battle zone while reporting loudly.

"Order all carrier-based aircraft equipped with proximity-fuze nuclear bombs to launch missiles immediately and then return home! All carrier-based aircraft equipped with proximity-fuze nuclear bombs immediately launch missiles and return home!" In the headset, the commander of the aviation unit immediately gave an order in order to reduce losses Said: "Pilots carrying armor-piercing warheads, it's up to you."

"Launch! Launch!" Having approached a dangerous distance, the pilots of the carrier-based aircraft carrying the armor-piercing warhead nuclear bomb finally got the chance to attack.

With one order after another, they also aimed the missile mounted under the belly of the aircraft at the enemy's warship and launched it.

"Let these damned bastards die!" A bomb-dropping fighter pilot yelled through gritted teeth as he left the attack route.

This time, the nuclear bombs with armor-piercing warheads played an offensive role. Although these nuclear bombs did not penetrate the shells of these thick Judgment warships in the first place, they were embedded inside the shells. The detonation of the nuclear bombs directly affected the shells, and also directly shattered these solid substances.

After a dazzling flash, everyone saw that the hit Arbiter warship broke apart and turned into two pieces floating in space.

At the same time, against the backdrop of this ray of light, more F-type fighter planes began to launch missiles, and dozens of such armor-piercing nuclear warheads flew into the Guardian fleet, causing a series of explosions.

Some missiles hit the Guardian battleship, and some missiles hit the Arbiter battleship. But no matter what kind of battleship it hits, the explosions will continue to bloom in the Guardian fleet.

Seeing his own battleships constantly exploding in the distance, Sorens' voice echoed in the darkness: "I really didn't expect that they could build so many space battleships in such a short period of five years... It seems that this The diffusion ability of the Alan Hill Empire has reached the top."

Another voice asked with some unease: "Master Solons, what should we do? If we start the copying program, it will also consume precious cosmic energy..."

"The self-replication program must be activated! If we lose this war, wouldn't the caretaker become a joke?" After hearing this question, Solons replied without thinking at all.

They are the guardians of the universe. If the guardians are defeated by the virus, doesn't that mean that God is defeated by the mortals He created? Such an ending is simply impossible, so as the caretakers, they must defeat the Alan Hill Empire.

"Command, start the copying process for the follow-up warships during flight! The current military strength is not enough to suppress such a civilization..." Sorens's order was full of anger, and he really felt extremely incomparable to his continuous failures anger...

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