1611 The Vulnerable Fleet
Oakland has never been so happy as today, he can't see the glass cockpit blocking his view, he can't see his own nose, he can't see the propeller, and he can't see the side wings.
His body controls the machine, soaring and galloping in the vast universe. He can easily pass the target in front of him, and then use a strange angle to kill back behind the target.
Driving his body through the enemy's dense black energy cluster, he felt like a creature living in the universe, like a fish living in the sea.
After one shot penetrated two Slayer carrier-based aircraft, flames suddenly lit up under his Zaku's feet. But his mech, which looked rather bulky, flew to the side of the third Slayer at an angle that was so flexible that it made people speechless.
Almost at a distance of more than ten meters, the cannon on Oranke's shoulder began to roar. A row of tracer bullets shone in the universe, directly piercing through the shell of the killer.
In just a few seconds, Oranke had already destroyed three Slayers with his machine. And in the process, he didn't even have time to look back at the explosions of these targets.
He just flew forward, riding like a knight into the crowd of enemy infantry. He swung his weapon and slashed at the enemies in front of him until he pierced through the phalanx!
Without the joystick in the traditional sense, everything moves according to Oranke's ideas, which allows him to realize all his ideas in an instant.
The feeling of lag in a series of cumbersome operations by pushing and pulling the joystick in the past is gone. His current weapon is responding to his thoughts just like his body!
This feeling couldn't be better. As soon as Oranke thought about it, his mecha passed through the middle of the two Slayer aircraft.
In the next moment, he drew out the lightsaber at his waist, and cut a deadly knife the moment he passed by a killer in front of him.
The Slayer was trying its best to avoid Oranke's body, but the moment it passed by, it was split into two pieces.
When the explosion sounded behind him, Oranke had already retracted the long sword at his waist, picked up the particle ray gun, and fired a ray of light again.
And on the straight line that this ray of light passed, a Slayer was pierced through its body, and exploded suddenly.
This is an explosion of pure energy, not the kind of flame that soars into the sky, but its power is equally astonishing.
Next to the explosion, two Zakus flew past one after the other, and behind them was the wreckage of a Slayer fighter jet.
Zaku of the Alan Hill Empire rushed into the fleet of Slayer fighter jets. It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. He chopped melons and vegetables along the way, and directly penetrated the defense line composed of these Slayer fighter jets.
The Slayers who rushed past turned around and returned to the battle zone. The Zaku troops that also killed through the Slayer fighter jets also turned around and began to clean up the surviving Slayers.
The battle between the two sides broke out again, and the loss of the Slayer fighter jets was already numb, but the number of Zaku who was shot down was really rare.
On the one hand, it is because the Zaku performance on the side of the Alan Hill Empire is really too strong, so that the numerical advantage of the Slayer fighters cannot make up for it.
On the other hand, it is also because most of the pilots who control Zaku on the side of the Alan Hill Empire are aces in the true sense.
Every time such an ace is shot down, it is a huge loss to the empire. So such a powerful pilot unit can naturally achieve an amazing exchange ratio.
"Don't love to fight! Get ready to withdraw and attack those high-value targets!" While adjusting his flying posture, Oranke looked at the guardian giant battleship that was conducting long-range bombardment with the Alan Hill Empire fleet in the distance.
"Understood!" A pilot replied calmly after cutting open the target in front of him with a lightsaber.
"Raymond led the troops to kill it! He said that this place is for us!" Another pilot bypassed the attacking black energy group,
Loud reporting.
"He was originally an attack plane, let him play freely! Let's entangle the enemy first, and the follow-up small fighter jets will arrive soon!" Oak avoided a series of black energy groups, and finally cut into the vicinity, and a The Killer was shot down, and he ordered.
Just as he was speaking, the Guardian fleet in the distance had already started a series of huge explosions.
Yilan Raymond, who was born in an attack aircraft, led another Zaku unit and rushed into the Watcher's main fleet first.
Because of the cover of a large number of Slayer carrier-based aircraft and the advantage of a large number, the anti-aircraft firepower of the Guardian fleet is far less dense than imagined.
But because of the large number of warships on the opponent's side, the black energy clusters that were shot out were still densely packed, covering the sky and the sun.
Raymond drove his Zaku through these dense artillery fires, facing a scene that he was too familiar with.
He really liked the feeling of walking through enemy fire, especially like now, as if he was floating in the shells.
Twisting his body flexibly, avoiding those fatal attacks, the target in front of him has become bigger than the mountains.
These adjudicator spaceships, which are covered with weapons on the surface, have a hard shell. Compared with them, Zaku is as small as a human standing in front of a building.
But the weapon that this human is holding is quite terrifying. Raymond aimed the energy cannon on his shoulder at this huge target, and then instinctively pulled the trigger.
"Boom!" A burst of energy pierced through the outer shell of the Arbiter battleship, and then detonated everything inside.
"Boom!" The hit part of the spaceship began to explode, and Raymond had already driven his Zaku to another target.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A few seconds later, a series of explosions penetrated the entire Judgment ship. The chain reaction continued to the stern of the hull, and the propulsion device over there exploded tragically.
The seemingly invincible Judgment ship suddenly began to fall apart under the attack of the mosquito-like Zaku.
After firing a shot at a Judgment warship, the pilot of an attacking force reported to his commander: "Olanc has already entangled the enemy!"
"As expected of the number one trump card! I knew he would cooperate with me." Yilan Leimeng bypassed a Slayer carrier-based aircraft that intercepted him, found the gap and broke into the vicinity of the enemy warship, and said at the same time .
After the Zaku pilot covering him destroyed the Destroyer, he said loudly: "Instead of attacking these big targets, he would rather attack those flexible enemies."
"Everyone has his own ambition. He wants to be the first pilot to shoot down 2,000 enemy planes, and I want to be the first attack plane ace to shoot down 200 large targets!" Raymond said with a smile.
While speaking, he had already lit up the lightsaber in his hand, inserted it into the shell of the hard watchman warship, then accelerated his advance, and flew along the bow of the warship to its stern.
The scars on the shell pierced by the lightsaber continued all the way to the stern of the ship. After Raymond broke away from the watchman's warship, it began to explode non-stop.
The Watcher battleship, whose entire port side was penetrated, was quickly engulfed by the explosion, and became a pile of dissipating wreckage in just a few seconds.
The commander of the watchman's flank fleet, who is in charge of commanding the nearby watchman fleet, is watching the situation of the entire battlefield through the video.
His battleships are being destroyed one after another, and although they will be replenished soon, he still feels that the loss is too great.
Those super battleships that used to destroy a civilization with one ship are now sinking and disintegrating into the dark universe like a little minion.
A sweeper reported in an ugly voice: "My lord! The enemy's new weapons have broken through the Destroyer's defenses! They are attacking our fleet!"
Just now, these watchmen saw with their own eyes a Judgment warship, which was jointly attacked by several Zakus, exploded and broke, and turned into a wreck.
The commander's voice was also extremely difficult to hear, and he ordered angrily: "Let the flanking fleet go over to help! Release more Destroyers! Don't get confused!"
"The Destroyer is no match for these enemies, my lord," the subordinate reminded with some embarrassment.
There is no way, his boss is giving him an unreasonable task: no matter from which point of view, a giant battleship like them is not suitable to fight against an enemy like Zaku.
It is undoubtedly a brain-dead behavior to use a cumbersome battleship to trouble the nimble Zaku. As an official, it is necessary for him to remind his commander to re-examine his orders.
Unexpectedly, his words angered the commander in front of him, who shouted angrily, "What can I do? Could it be that at this time, go to Lord Saurons and ask him to cancel the attack order?"
"Aside from sticking here and cleaning up those biting fleas, do I have any other options?" The watchman commander continued to ask in a cold voice after his questioning was not enough.
His subordinates also realized that there seemed to be no better choice now. So he could only bow his head, apologized and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, my lord."
"Go away! Let the Destroyer hold me back! I don't have time to deal with those tiny enemies, tell the interception force, I don't want to see those damn ants show off in my fleet!" The commander of the watchman waved his big hand , drove away the subordinate who annoyed him.
When the opponent retreated, he was still venting his anger: "Shoot them down! Annihilate them! Do you understand?"
The subordinate who bowed back made a humble promise: "Yes! My lord! I understand! I'll pass on the order right away!"
And where they couldn't see, a Zaku had already cut into the side of the giant World Destroyer warship they were on.
"Don't do anything! Leave this big guy to me! Hahaha!" Yilan Leimeng, who seemed to have discovered a new world, yelled while laughing, aiming at the target in front of him with a particle ray gun.
On the other side of the battlefield, another formation of large warships from the Guardian Fleet is sailing in space.
As the platform for the Slayer fighter jets, the Patronus battleship is the Watcher's aircraft carrier battleship.
Groups of patron saint warships formed a neat fleet and were slowly flying forward along the direction of the guardian fleet's attack.
"Are you kidding me? Let us fight those new weapons of Alan Hill by ourselves?" Inside the leading Patronus spaceship, in the dark space, a Watcher commander slowly shouted in hatred.
Another subordinate hurriedly explained: "My lord, there is no way that this attack was personally ordered by Lord Saurons. It is impossible to cancel it because of a problem on our side."
"Damn! Is this causing problems on our side? This is the enemy throwing in a lot of new weapons! Damn it!" The commander in charge of commanding the Slayer's force became more angry when he heard this.
He complained loudly, wanting to explain the current situation to Sorance in person: "This is the first time we have encountered such a difficult enemy. They have already broken through the line of defense composed of killers! If we continue to fight like this, our place will become very difficult." Danger!"
"Report! The losses of the Destroyer troops have far exceeded what we can bear. The enemy's attacking troops have already entered the battlefield, and a small number of them have already killed us!" A sweeper came over and reported in a sharp voice.
"What? Tell the escort fleet not to let any enemy approach! This is an order! For God's will!" The leading commander immediately ordered.
"Obey! My lord!" The sweeper got the order and disappeared into the darkness again.
At this moment, in the escort fleet in the distance, a guardian battleship was hit by something unknown, and it turned into an explosion of fireworks with a "boom!"
"Big, my lord, that's the explosion of the escort battleship!" one of his men shouted in shock.
Another subordinate yelled in despair: "How many Destroyers do we have left? Quick, quick! Send them all out! Immediately! Immediately!"
Another small officer of the watchman on the side reported helplessly: "My lord, we have dispatched all the Destroyers we can dispatch!"
"Boom!" Just after he finished speaking, a patron saint spacecraft was penetrated by a dazzling energy, and exploded in the projection in front of them.
"Boom!" In the next second, the patron saint spacecraft they were in was also swallowed by the explosion, and each of them was thrown into the vast universe.
At the moment when they were blown by the airflow and flew into the vacuum environment, these watchmen hadn't figured out how such a huge fleet of theirs could become so vulnerable.