Chapter 334 The Evil Atlas Is Haunting Pella

"The superconducting battery stack of the Hidden Blade exploded, attitude control failed, and the captain has ordered to abandon the ship!"

"Libra and Star were severely damaged and have lost their combat capability!"

"The Envoy reported that the main propulsion array was completely destroyed! The damage control team is trying to repair it urgently!"

In the flagship of the Imperial Detachment, Viscount York sweated profusely after hearing the information reported by the tactical coordinator.

Perhaps for the commander of a main fleet, the loss of a frigate is just a number.

But for a commander of a frigate like him, losing a ship will make him feel distressed for a long time.

Not to mention that just in a short period of time, a frigate was destroyed and three frigates lost their combat capability.

"Horn, am I dreaming?"

"My lord, please stay awake. The entire fleet is counting on you at this time."

Horn's words made Viscount York come to his senses. He was indeed a little too radical when he heard the loss report just now.

After all, his escort detachment, as the attacker who launched the raid, was attacked by the opponent first, and the three unknown units that passed through the fleet gave him a big blow right away.

This kind of battle where the battlefield situation cannot be mastered is often what these commanders are most reluctant to face.

"Leave a frigate to prepare to receive the crew of the Hidden Blade, and the other warships will continue to attack. The HCP squadrons of each ship will start the ejection procedure and carry out coordinated air defense tasks while following the attack!"

The entire escort detachment quickly responded to Viscount York's order. Except for a frigate that reduced its speed and approached the Hidden Blade to prepare to recover the crew members who abandoned the ship, the other warships gradually turned into a dense spindle formation during the attack.

In addition to making the frontal projection smaller, they also hope that the denser air defense firepower after the distance is shortened can intercept the unknown units just now.

Jacob did not intend to run away after one round, but was ready to test the penetration capability of another wave of MA-01.

From the first day he joined ATT, he knew that the mission of this unit was to fly the limits of various verification aircraft in actual combat, and now was such an opportunity.

So after passing through the fleet and adjusting the nose direction to prevent the vulnerable rear hemisphere from being attacked without changing the course, he gave the team an order to continue the attack.

After pulling away from a safe distance, the Dunkleosteus team drew a huge arc-shaped route in this dark space, and then re-aimed the course at the attacking Imperial Detachment.

This operation of completing the course adjustment in a short period of time while trying not to lose speed can only be done by pilots like Jacob who have undergone a large degree of physical transformation.

In other words, the three teams used to test MA-01, with a total of nine pilots, are all "enhanced people" like Jacob who have undergone a large degree of physical transformation.

When the air defense commander of the Imperial Detachment caught the figures of Jacob and his men again, he immediately thought it was not good.

Because this time it was not the three triangular aircraft that rushed over just now, but nine.

At the same time, the Atlas escort fleet in front also opened fire. Because they were in an artillery formation, the amount of firepower projected per unit time was much higher than that of the Imperial escort detachment, which adopted a dense spindle formation.

For a time, dense attacks enveloped the front end of this "spindle", and the silver-white arc generated by the deflection field twisted wildly. The commanders of each warship were praying that the deflection field generator of their warships could be more effective and help them resist more enemy main gun fire.

In this high-pressure situation, except for the air defense commanders, it is difficult for others to pay attention to these "little things" rushing over.

Even the air defense commander, after marking the target at this time, can only choose to put his hands together and start praying.

After all, most warships have now adjusted their main energy supply to the drive of the deflection field and the heat dissipation of the front end of the ship.

In addition to the ship weapons whose firing rate has dropped significantly due to insufficient energy supply, the only ones that can support the air defense end are the HCPs that are ejected for coordinated attack.

To be honest, after having seen the outrageous penetration capability just now, these air defense commanders had no idea what to expect when facing more unidentified aircraft.

And everything that happened next also confirmed their guesses.

HCP's air interception basically did not work, not to mention that it was difficult for them to capture these units with relative speeds of hundreds of kilometers per second.

Even if they were lucky enough to capture the target and seize the shooting window, their air defense shooting would basically have no effect.

The parallel double subcritical reactor of MA-01 is much higher than that of HCP in output power, not to mention that the 50-meter-class fuselage makes them use a more powerful version.

So these HCP pilots could only watch the enemies attacking from three directions, rushing in against the anti-aircraft firepower, and after completing the heavy particle cannon shooting, they dropped a large number of plasma torpedoes into the fleet.

When the endless high-temperature plasma fireballs lit up at the most densely packed position of the formation, both Viscount York and Cleves opposite him knew that the battle had been decided.

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"The evil Atlas is haunting Pyra." Is this how the media in your country report news?"

In the box responsible for receiving foreign guests in the staff cafeteria of Babel Tower, Amber looked at the various news from the Empire on the terminal while looking at Perseus across from her.

The purpose of the Regent King's special envoy rushing to the Atlas headquarters at this point was also very simple, which was to promote the deployment of the long-distance real-time communication project.

According to Amber's plan, there are now several freight fleets of the Yuge family, which are transporting and deploying communication relay stations in the Star Dragon Empire.

But now that the Federation has spread the war to the Empire, the Regent King's demand for this technology has become more urgent.

So this time Perseus was sent here to negotiate with Amber about speeding up the progress.

Because Perseus arrived at the early morning of Peony Star, he rested for a night before meeting Amber the next morning.

While the two were having breakfast, Amber also read the Empire news of the past two days, thinking of finding some topics to make the opening less awkward.

As a result, a series of negative news about Atlas were seen.

The Imperial escort detachment failed in its raid and was eventually forced to withdraw after losing more than half of its ships. In the following days, Atlas' escort fleet defeated several small-scale Imperial fleets that were "fighting guerrilla warfare" in succession.

Not only did it improve the safety of the route for a time, but it also escaped unscathed from the encirclement of multiple Imperial fleets, making it onto the news on the Empire side.

After hearing Amber's question, Perseus paused for a moment, then said awkwardly:

"Lord Photographer cannot control all the media, and with the performance of your fleet, it is inevitable that such voices will appear among the people."

Perseus' answer made Amber smile. He put down the terminal in his hand and looked straight into Perseus' eyes.

"In that case, are you sure you still want to cooperate with our company, which currently has a low reputation in your Empire?"