1577 Oyama

Above the sky, on an Airanhill Empire sky battleship with an eagle flag flying, the commander looked at the burning deck and asked, "How is the damage control going?"

"The enemy's Prowler fighter jets have just left, and our battleship seems to have lost the ability to continue fighting." The adjutant stood beside him and replied.

"There are only two remaining F-15 fighter jets, one failed to take off, and the other one was just blown up on the deck." The face of the commander of the fighter unit is full of helplessness, because he is almost a loner now up.

He doesn't have fighter jets to command, so basically there's no job for him here.

"In addition, the deck of the battleship is damaged. If it is not repaired, it will no longer be possible to take off fighter jets." The damage control officer stood up and continued to report: "The armor on the port side needs to be replaced. It was attacked by the enemy just now. In one place, two pieces of armor were punctured, and seven compartments were severely deformed, making them unusable."

"The energy spar reserves of the floating magic circle are quite sufficient, but because the defensive magic circle has been damaged in many places, it is difficult for us to guarantee that the floating magic circle will remain intact in the later enemy attacks... After a pause for a second, the damage control officer looked at the captain in embarrassment, then at the adjutant, and continued.

There are no more fighters on their warships, and the seven wings and hundreds of fighters under their jurisdiction have all been lost.

Some of the remaining fighter jets were transferred to the field airport on the ground. After all, there is still some anti-aircraft artillery firepower there, which can cover these aircraft to continue fighting.

The sky battleship is now a useless target hovering in the air, and the 500mm shells have been consumed almost less. Now there are only a few electromagnetic guns left on the sky battleship to continue fighting.

Regrettably, without the protection of anti-aircraft missiles and fighter jets, sky warships that rely solely on their own anti-aircraft firepower are as bulky as battleships.

There is no depth to move and transfer, and no follow-up weapons and ammunition replenishment. Under the siege of the watchers, a sky battleship can only last for a few days before it runs out of ammunition and food.

On the Higgs 5 planet, one after another, the Airanhill Empire sky warships crashed. Since the establishment of the sky warships, the Airanhill Empire has not suffered such a huge loss.

"There is still 20% of the ammunition reserve for the close-in artillery, and about 30% of the ammunition reserve for the electromagnetic gun." The adjutant briefly introduced his ammunition reserve: "There is no way to continue gone."

He paused, and continued: "The Butterfly also sent a message just now,

Their ammunition reserves do not exceed forty percent. "

The Butterfly sky battleship is the only sky battleship they have left in good condition. There were still about 20 fighter jets on the battleship, and they did not suffer any fatal damage.

"Ask the Butterfly... to transport irrelevant personnel to the ground..." The captain glanced at the adjutant beside him, and ordered: "Give general Andre a power, and ask him to provide support as much as possible, we Airplanes that can take off and land vertically are needed..."

"Understood! Captain!" The adjutant stood at attention and saluted, then walked to the communication console to convey the captain's order.

"Order...the ground crew, including the air force commander, liaison officer...warship maintenance personnel, reserve personnel...to gather at the stern of the ship where there is no explosion or fire..." The captain looked at the damage control commander again, and ordered : "Control the fire as much as possible and don't let it continue to spread."

"Follow orders, sir!" The damage control officer turned around and left the bridge without any delay.

...

Half an hour later, the engine of the Z30 vertical take-off and landing aircraft roared and landed on the deck of the sky battleship. A pilot in the co-pilot seat pulled off his seat belt, pushed open the side hatch of the aircraft, and jumped off the plane .

"Long live Alan Hill! Sir!" He saluted the captain who was waiting there, and greeted him, "Nice to meet you! I heard that you need help here?"

"Long live Alan Hill! Lieutenant! I need you to transfer all the redundant soldiers on my battleship to the ground!" The captain squinted his eyes, stood in the icy wind, and said to the pilot in front of him.

"Yes! Sir!" The pilot stood at attention and saluted, and then looked at the assembled officers and soldiers: "Please board the plane in an orderly manner, more planes will arrive later!"

After hearing his words, the officer on the sky battleship stood at attention and saluted, then turned to look at the subordinates behind him: "Gentlemen! I know that everyone is reluctant to leave, but we cannot die here in vain... for love Ranhill, please fight to the last moment!"

The first non-commissioned officer in overalls nodded slightly, and then just walked into the open door of the Z30 vertical take-off and landing aircraft.

Behind him, another non-commissioned officer also stepped up to keep up. They didn't speak, but were slightly frustrated.

They have to give up where they work and fight, which makes them feel very bad.

"Captain! Leave me here..." the adjutant looked at the captain who was walking towards the bridge, blocked the other party's way, stood at attention and saluted, and persuaded him.

"I'm sorry, this is my battleship, and I want to accompany it for the last part of the journey!" The captain took off his big-brimmed hat, and there was no QR code on his forehead, which seemed a bit empty.

He handed the big-brimmed hat with the golden eagle emblem of the Alan Hill Empire in his hand to the adjutant, and said with a smile: "In fact, we are all going to die here, so I just took a step earlier, there is nothing to be depressed about." of."

"You are all still young, and you can still hold weapons to kill the enemy on the battlefield. I am old, just like this battleship... Then let us old things use a little bit of waste heat at last!" He relaxed after finishing speaking. He opened his hands, left the hat to his adjutant, and walked towards the bridge alone.

It is impossible for everyone to leave. Part of the damage control is maintained by robots, and the other part still depends on real people to repair. In addition, controlling a sky battleship is definitely not something that can be done by just a few people.

Most of the work is actually done by robots, but there are still some core jobs that require some professionals.

Several non-commissioned officers stood in the corridor of the hull, waiting for the old captain to walk past them, and solemnly stood at attention to salute.

The old captain also returned the gift meticulously, just like when he took over the command of this battleship for the first time and became the captain.

He inspected every corner of the battleship, including the canteen and the dirtiest garbage disposal room. He is more familiar with this battleship than his own home, because he has worked on this battleship for more than 7 years.

During these seven years, he didn't even go back to his home without a vacation, and the only few family reunions were on this battleship.

He really likes this battleship, in his eyes, this battleship is the most powerful and best battleship in the world.

Now, this battleship was coming to the end of its service, and of course he felt the worst.

"Captain!" An officer stood at attention and saluted when the old captain passed by, and couldn't help shouting.

"I've let you down!" With a wry smile on his face, the old captain returned a military salute and apologized, "I'm sorry!"

"No! Captain! You are the best captain I have ever seen!" the officer said hoarsely with tears in his eyes.

"Thank you! Thank you for accompanying me to the end." The captain lowered his saluting arms, looked at the other party's red eyes and nodded his thanks: "Long live Alan Hill!"

"Long live Alan Hill!" The officer raised his chin and responded firmly.

On the deck, a Z30 vertical take-off and landing aircraft full of people flew off the deck with a blazing flame from the engine.

The people sitting in the cabin stared blankly at the deck that was no longer smooth, and looked at the white and yellow lines on the deck that differentiated functions and remained silent.

The slight sobbing was covered by the noisy engine roar, and a lady officer could vaguely be seen wiping her eyes.

UH-60 helicopters took off one after another on the deck where fighter jets could no longer take off and land. On the battleship billowing with smoke, fewer and fewer people were waiting on the deck.

"Sir! The radar shows that enemy fighter jets are approaching! The anti-aircraft missile fire control has locked on the target... Do you want to intercept the attack?"

"Fire! Cover the transport planes! Let them leave safely!" The captain sat in his seat and ordered.

"Huh!" Suddenly, an anti-aircraft missile soared into the sky on the deck of a battleship not far away, and the officers and soldiers who were waiting for the plane to take them away on the flight deck all turned their heads curiously, looking at the distant missile. Anti-aircraft missiles.

Launching anti-aircraft missiles with a small number of digits indicates that the enemy has approached again. And the fate of this sky battleship seems to have come to an end.

"Huh!" The loud noise sounded again, and the second anti-aircraft missile dragged away with a long white smoke trail, and the anti-aircraft artillery on the battleship was powered on and on standby.

Rows of automatic artillery were aimed at the clouds in the distance, and large-caliber electromagnetic guns were already pointing in that direction.

In order to be able to take off and land helicopters, and to control the damaged area more conveniently, the flying altitude of this sky battleship is actually not high.

At a place less than 2000 meters from the ground, the sky battleship twisted its huge body and was slowly turning.

A few minutes later, some small black spots began to appear under the clouds, and some medium-caliber artillery on the sky battleship fired at the same time, and the battlefield became noisier in an instant.

"These are the last few planes! Hurry up and get people on the plane and leave!" An officer held his hat with his hands to avoid being blown away by the rotating wings of the helicopter, shouting amidst the noise of the engines and the sound of gunfire behind him road.

"..." The pilot wearing a flight helmet sitting in the cockpit nodded slightly, and stretched out a thumb, indicating that he was ready to take off.

At this time, there was no take-off management. After the last soldier boarded the plane, the hatch of the plane began to close, and the tires of the helicopter were separated from the deck of the battleship.

And almost at the same moment, those small black dots under the sea of ​​clouds also rapidly enlarged, scattered under the dense artillery fire, and turned into one after another Prowler fighter jets.

"Boom!" A Prowler fighter shuttled through the impenetrable close-in artillery fire, found the right opportunity, and fired two balls of black energy.

These two groups of black energy hit a close-firing cannon on the sky battleship, directly blowing up the automatic cannon that was still spewing flames just now.

The two helicopters that took off quickly lowered their altitude at this altitude. They also knew that there were more and more enemy planes behind them, and it would be very dangerous to stay there.

However, two Prowler fighter jets soon spotted the two UH-60 helicopters that were rapidly descending, and they quickly approached from the rear and began to chase the two helpless aircraft.

Black energy struck from behind the two helicopters, one after another energy clusters brushed past them.

In the end, a piece of black energy hit a helicopter that was already close to the ground, directly detonating the helicopter's fuel tank, turning the entire helicopter into a ball of flames.

Because it was too close to the ground, the flame hit the ground directly, turning into a larger flame and spreading.

In the flames, another helicopter swayed slightly and passed an abandoned building on the ground.

The next second, the anti-aircraft guns hidden nearby began to straf, and the two Prowler fighters that approached the ground because of the pursuit helicopter were directly hit by the intensive artillery fire and crashed to the ground.

"Boom!" When the two Prowler fighter jets crashed, the floating battleship of the Alan Hill Empire in the sky also exploded tragically.

The Prowler fighter jets destroyed the battleship's magic defense barrier, and then destroyed the floating magic circle at the bottom of the battleship.

When the floating magic circle was destroyed, the structure of the battleship began to be damaged, explosions began to occur in some places, and the heavy armor also fell off one after another.

"The main propeller is damaged!" The power system commander standing in front of the captain reported the damage of the battleship loudly: "The speed of the battleship is decreasing!"

"The electromagnetic gun has been destroyed!" The commander of the weapon system looked at his captain: "More than half of the anti-aircraft gun has been destroyed... Our defense is now full of holes."

"It's okay...it's okay." The captain sat firmly in his seat and looked at the map coordinates in front of him: "We can just keep the route."

Directly ahead, a huge mountain lay across the porthole of the bridge. The height of the sky warship has dropped to less than 1000 meters, and the end of the route is actually the ground.

And that mountain, and all the defensive positions near it, had been taken by the Watchmen's forces some days before.

Watching the mountain growing bigger and bigger outside the porthole, the captain closed his eyes and smiled.