Chapter 559 Where Is Our Fleet?

The addition of the Phoenix Fighter and the Brood Lord wiped out all the forts and defensive facilities in the entire northern area in a short time. The siege tank team in the distance also regained its combat capabilities with the assistance of the Nighthawk, and moved forward to close to At the north gate, one blue plasma ball after another was shot towards the core area, destroying various military facilities.

The operational unmanned tactical platform immediately shifted the focus of attack to the Phoenix Fighter and the Brood Lord. Unfortunately, the battlefield situation is too complicated. The Phoenix Fighter and the Brood Lord appear and disappear in the smoke cloud, and the data link system appears again. Faults, relying on the "Judgment of Light" whose power has dropped by more than half, can't pose a threat to them at all.

Until another behemoth joined in, the "Bright Judgment" was completely reduced to useless waste, and was shot down by Thor and Viking fighters one after another.

Colossus was long overdue.

But just as the grand finale always comes at the last moment, the phase prism, which has never been seen before, finally landed on the east front of the General’s Mansion. The gigantic body of the colossus appeared in this world filled with gunpowder and smoke from nothingness to reality.

Those soldiers who were still struggling in the trenches stopped shooting one after another, staring blankly at the golden giant statue that was more than twice as tall as the radio tower, wondering if they were dreaming, rubbing their eyes again and again until The eye circles were red, and they couldn't wake up from their sleep. Some people even fell into the nightmare hell and couldn't wake up again.

The colossus didn't need to move at all, it just stood in place, the intersecting heat rays swept across the ground, and all the forts and military facilities within the trajectory disappeared, as if the temperature of the entire general's mansion had risen a bit.

The collapse of the last radio source tower was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the morale of the general's garrison fell to the bottom. Some people have already started to flee, but... the sky is full of viking fighter jets whizzing by, flying dragons screaming and screaming, and elegant phoenixes.

On the ground, the main entrance of the core area has been broken down by a mixed army of people, insects, and gods. Surrounded by small units such as puppies, fanatics, and machine gunners, Viking fighters in wolf warrior and mecha mode quickly poured into the central unit where Harrington Harris was located.

The wire missiles and railgun fires swept across the remaining defense robots on the road. The siege tanks in the south of the city had already driven into the wall, crushing the power armor scattered on the ground, and blasting the locomotives parked on the roadside one after another.

Predators and puppies leaped into ditches and bunkers, tearing apart the soldiers who stood loyally guarding their positions. Against the roaring artillery fire from the central unit, the Protoss transport plane dropped six high-ranking templars behind a row of bunkers.

In the next second, the light of lightning illuminated the entire night sky, as if day and night were reversed.

defense robot,

Near-defense turrets, bunkers... Such small defensive units will either catch fire and explode under the highly overlapping lightning matrix. Either the internal components are damaged and paralyzed.

The ground command center where Harrington Harris is located is located in the central unit of the General's Mansion. It is the only building on the entire battlefield that has not collapsed. This is due to its thick armor, which far exceeds that of the Walrus-class battleship.

Likewise, he has super-heavy weapons such as the Caliber Orbital Cannon, which can defend against any threat from the sky. Even the Behemoth walking on the high-altitude orbit of the "Arumega" has been targeted by them.

"They"---means not one such orbital cannon, but a total of eight. It is distributed in four parts of the central unit in a double-mounted form, and with the super-heavy particle accelerator cannon on the top, it can even carry out powerful attacks on large targets in outer space.

In addition to heavy weapons, the central unit of the General's Mansion is also equipped with a large number of anti-infantry machine guns, artillery, anti-vehicle missiles, light laser weapons, small rail guns, suicide drone launch platforms, etc. to deal with small and medium-sized targets on the ground and in the air. weapon system.

and. There is a magnetic energy shield outside the central unit, and the power of ordinary metal projectiles, missiles, and charged particle weapons will shrink to varying degrees when they target it.

It is like a tortoise with an iron shell covered with thorns. Anyone who wants to break the tortoise shell and eat the delicious turtle meat inside will be pierced with several blood holes, even if it is a big guy like the Colossus. Facing a volley of 8-caliber orbital cannons, I am afraid life will not be easy.

And the super-heavy particle accelerator on the top of the central unit. If self-injury is not counted, it is used to deal with the army of the ground people, insects, and gods. One can imagine what kind of scene it will be.

As the administrative center of "Mubarak", the place where Grand Duke Harrington Harris works and lives, it is safer than military ports like "Rodness" and "Rhodnia", and its attack power is stronger than that of "Full Moon" More powerful. Even if it is an orbital bombing based on nuclear weapons, don't even think about erasing it from the ground, unless...the explosion of the fusion reactor complex underground in the North District of the General's Mansion may cause a strong earthquake and swallow it.

But this does not mean that the people inside will die, but the people outside will definitely die, such as the ground troops of the three tribes of humans, insects, and gods.

Therefore, Tang Fang didn't dare to do this, just like those cockroaches who attacked underground facilities, they only wanted to occupy, not destroy.

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When Edison Jin rushed to the ground command center with a few confidants, he found that darkness and desolation were the only main colors here.

All the lights on the ceiling were turned off, and the staff responsible for manipulating the electronic equipment were not there. Only an old man with a calm expression sat on the high-backed chair that symbolized power and status. With the sword and shield pattern, the left hand gently rubs the temples to relax the spirit.

The only light source in the hall is the huge electronic screen in front of the high-backed chair, and the light falling on his face casts a blue color.

Harrington Harris sat there, from when Edison entered the door to when he walked in front of him, his expression never changed at all, neither did he show the decadence, disappointment, sluggishness, bewilderment, doubt, anger, sadness, Hysterical... The expression is very calm, like the "Aquias" lake where the smoke has cleared, the flames of war have been annihilated, and peace has been restored.

Edison's expression was the opposite, his eyes fell on the big screen, his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief,

He knew it was bad outside. He also knew that the situation in the space battlefield was not good, but he never expected that the defense line of the g-00 area would be easily penetrated by the opponent. The high-altitude orbit of "Arumega" has almost become a cemetery. The wreckage of a large number of warships and space-based turrets is scattered in all directions, and some of them turned into fireballs and fell into the planet's atmosphere. Some orbited in circular motions before crashing into large pieces of debris and shattering.

These are just backgrounds, and the real protagonist in the picture is a Poseidon-class aircraft carrier. Edison recognized it, it was Piccolo Fred's car "Eternal Night".

At this moment, it was being besieged by a group of slender golden fighter planes, like a takin being hunted by wolves. Each attack tore a piece of flesh from it.

The explosion spread on the deck, and flames surged out along the cracks. Some aircraft drilled out of the hangar, and before they accelerated to leave, they were blown up by the light bullets fired by the golden fighter. Become the funerary object of the mothership.

"'Eternal Night'...it's over..." Edison murmured in a low voice, his eyes full of unbearable and sad.

Although Bick Fred's personality is not very likable, and there were some quarrels between the two in the past, after all, they have been together for many years, there is no brotherhood, and there are some friendships. Who would have thought that he would go to death like this...even at the last moment Not even a single word was left.

Edison felt, with the character of Bick Fred. Perhaps more important than his family, the Duke's life is more important. As for Dupont Catalander's words, perhaps he would leave behind such rhetoric as "For Your Majesty. For the Empire."

"Well, Dupont Catalander?"

He suddenly thought of one thing, where is Dupont Catalander? Where did he go?

In other words, what about the First Fleet? What about the Tulip Fleet? What about the garrison fleet? What about the battle formations of the Second Fleet battleships? What about the patrol fleet?

Obviously when he left the command room of the security force, Piccolo Fred, Gandalf and others were still going back and forth with the enemy, so it took only a few minutes. In the end, the defense line was penetrated by the opponent?

Even at the critical moment of life and death, he still did not lose his manners. Putting his hands on his shoulders, he bowed slightly and said, "General, where is our fleet?"

Harrington Harris seemed to have just realized his arrival. He slowly moved away his left hand covering his eyes, looked at him very calmly, and asked, "Are you afraid?"

He was taken aback for a moment, then came to his senses, shook his head slightly, with an expression of disbelief, and murmured: "I don't believe it... I don't believe it... How is this possible!"

Even though he was mentally prepared and even connected Tang Fang with the Ypsi dragons and aliens, he still couldn't believe everything in front of him. Harrington? Harris's words were only 3 short words, but he said everything he wanted to know.

The combat effectiveness of the Garrison Fleet + Tulip Fleet is comparable to that of a semi-conventional fleet; there are also 1,000 warships in the First Fleet; Together, the combat power is at least equivalent to a semi-conventional fleet;

Together, these are enough to rival 4 or 5 conventional fleets with a size of 1,000 ships. Is that the end? In just ten minutes after he left the security force command room, prepared the "Star Shuttle", and hurried to the ground command center, he was pierced by that kid? How could this kind of thing that only happens in dreams... no, it doesn't even happen in dreams?

The few followers behind him dared not speak, but couldn't help but look at each other, with puzzlement and shock in their eyes.

His Excellency the Duke will never lie about this kind of thing, and what is happening on the big screen is the most direct evidence.

Harrington Harris asked a second time: "Are you afraid?"

Edison King said: "Don't be afraid...as long as the general is still there, there is nothing to be afraid of."

It's not a compliment, it's from his heart!

Harrington? Harris does not need compliments, and now is not the time to say compliments. The person sitting on the high-back chair, although he likes to be called a general, has never personally commanded a specific battle. Compared with generals like Dupont Catalander and Bick Fred, he He is good at sitting in the middle of the army, supporting the sky like an Optimus Prime.

As long as he is still there, the Eye Army will not lose their fighting spirit, nor will they lose their courage.

Edison knew that this was called charisma, as if now, the fall of "Mubarak" was imminent, even though he knew that the Army of Evil Night would become a thing of the past from now on. However, facing the calm Lord Duke, he didn't feel that his eyes were gloomy, and he still had hope and the courage to fight on.

People always have to fight for something. Always live for a purpose. Harrington Harris is the soul and pillar of the entire Eve Legion. As long as he does not fall, the hearts of the generals will not be cold, and the hands of the soldiers will not shake their guns. This is the leader.

The difference between handsome and general. Nothing more than the case.

"Aren't you afraid? I'm afraid."

The volume of Harrington's voice was not high, like greetings between old friends, but in Edison's ears, it was like a big drum beating in his ears.

Edison couldn't understand why the Duke would say such a thing, because it didn't match his character. How could the wise and mighty Duke have the emotion of "fear"?

He is not a mediocre nobleman in the Sulu Empire. He is the real pillar of the country, the important minister of the country, he... how could he say the word "fear"?

"Because you don't know 'fear', so I have to learn 'fear'. People who don't know 'fear' can never become strong. In the same way, a fearless army can never become an invincible army."

Edison was not a young man, so he didn't refute or ask, but fell into deep thought and then fell silent.

Harrington Harris said: "So, there is no shame in the emotion of 'fear', especially in the face of an unstoppable opponent. All your confidence and reliance have been shattered."

"Knowing 'fear' and being able to face up to 'fear' is the first step for a general to become a handsome talent."

"It's a pity... I wasn't afraid when Albert's envoy came to the door. I was still not afraid when I sent the First Fleet to sweep up 'Dilal', and I was still not afraid when he brought the biological battleship to attack the door. Instead, I laughed at that kid as a reckless person My generation... When I really started to get scared, unfortunately, it was too late..."

"I'm old……"

He was like a down-and-out man who got drunk at the dinner table and babbled about the wrong things he had done in the past. Not a duke at all.

According to the development law of the general script, frontier generals like Harrington Harris should be more heroic. To be more generous, he is an important minister of a country. Being high and powerful, enjoying all the wealth and glory, should have no regrets.

Edison didn't understand, really didn't understand. He stared straight at the man on the high-back chair, watching the light on the big screen jumping on that face full of vicissitudes and hardships.

In fact, he was very happy, excited, and repulsed to hear the duke speak his mind, because that person was more like an old friend, and no longer the calm and wise minister of the empire in the past.

This made him very uncomfortable.

The battle on the big screen was coming to an end, and Behemoth's huge body was swimming slowly on the track of "Arumega", like a docile whale.

Only those who have experienced this battle will know that it is not a docile whale at all, but a ferocious mad shark. It is just used to put away its minions to confuse its prey, or...that kid is used to it.

The light on the big screen gradually dimmed, because the "Eternal Night" had completely sunk, turning into a mass of cold metal wreckage.

Edison was silent for a moment, turned around and looked at the wreckage of "Eternal Night" on the big screen, took off his military cap and held it in his palm.

He was paying tribute to Piccolo Fred, Dupont Catalander, Emerson Lewis, Gandalf, and Lin Siyuan...they were all heroes of the empire and role models of soldiers.

Like those generals of the Covenant who swore an oath to fight for their country, they chose to be loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. For a real soldier, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but different positions.

Edison? King has never been proud of himself as an aristocrat. In contrast, he more agrees with the identity of a soldier.

Harrington continued: "I know what you're thinking."

He stood up from the high-back chair, walked down the steps step by step, came to the big screen, looked up at the space battlefield, his eyes seemed to pass through the flashes of artillery fire and explosions, through the floating wreckage, and fell on the distant place. On background stardust with clouds.

"I am a person, not a benchmark. I will also have nostalgia and regrets..."

Edison knew what he was nostalgic for, because the Duke only cared about one person. As for the Harris family, it was more about responsibility than nostalgia.

Edison also knew what he was regretting, because the Duke had no children, and his only son died in "Delcat" at the age of 19, which became the most regrettable thing in his life.

There was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, which was clearly heard because the room was quiet.

After a few breaths, the security door opened, and a tired Susan walked into the command center with several soldiers.

Edison was not only loyal, but also caring. On the way to the command center on the ground, he sent another team to pick up Susan from the Duke's bedroom. Although this would disturb her sleep, at this critical moment of life and death, he couldn't control so much.

"General, the 'Star Shuttle' is already in place, please leave this place with Ms. Susan quickly."

Harrington turned around, his gaze fell on Susan's face, and he remained silent for a long time.

The four eyes met, never filled with thousands of emotions like countless infatuated and resentful girls facing death, calm and indifferent.

Susan raised her hands and made gestures in front of her chest.

Harrington nodded, didn't speak, let alone move.

The battle outside became more and more intense, and the sound of artillery came faintly to the command center, causing even the ground to tremble slightly.

Edison didn't know the content of the exchange between the two just now. Seeing that the Duke was unmoved, he was more anxious than anyone else. He hoped that Harrington could survive. That was his duty, and it was also his honor. (to be continued)