Chapter 432 The Federation Kills Two Birds with One Stone

"Doctor Mephisto, are you sure you want to do it yourself?"

After finishing the communication with the commander of the 23rd Fleet, the commander of the 24th Fleet, the newly promoted Rear Admiral Mueller, turned his head and looked at Dr. Mephisto on the side.

"If others can't handle it, I will definitely do it myself." Dr. Mephisto came back to his senses and looked at Rear Admiral Mueller and said:

"I will go to the deployment bay to prepare, and then it depends on your command to let us break into the appropriate distance."

Without waiting for Mueller to say anything, the old man floated to the hatch of the bridge and prepared to take the elevator to the deployment bay on the bottom deck.

"Doctor. Be safe."

"Don't worry, Rear Admiral, just focus on command, don't worry about us."

Dr. Mephisto smiled and said before the hatch closed:

"If there is a problem with the operation and we are trapped in the fortress, don't hesitate and don't send anyone to rescue. Command the fleet to evacuate immediately, you have a more important mission."

As Dr. Mephisto's voice fell, the hatch leading to the outside world of the bridge was closed again.

Rear Admiral Mueller sat back in the captain's seat, looked at the burning space outside the panoramic porthole, took a deep breath and ordered:

"All fleets, start attacking according to the combat plan, and cover the assault team to break into the target fortress!"

Under his order, the lights in all warships turned red lights in combat mode, and the mixed red lights shone on the transparent helmet of Mueller's cabin suit, covering his expression.

As the fleet commander of the newly formed 24th Fleet, Mueller and Barak, who was also just promoted to major general and was responsible for commanding the newly formed 23rd Fleet, were originally going to take two fully equipped fleets to the front line as fresh forces to support Marshal Trafalgar's "strategic decisive battle".

But a few days before departure, after communicating with Marshal Trafalgar, Defense Minister Miller temporarily "intercepted" the two fleets, and at the same time, together with the chief of staff of the Navy Command, personally found the two newly promoted major generals and asked them to secretly lead the fleet to participate in the battle against Atlas.

The two had naturally heard about this private enterprise that had defeated the federal army and even directly defeated the 13th Fleet in the conflict on Pyla IV.

At first, they thought they were going to lead the fleet to directly support the fleet battle of the military-industrial complex - even the federal government and the military-industrial complex had indeed arranged it this way.

But when they arrived at the attack preparation airspace and opened the encrypted message left by Miller, they realized that their real mission was to escort the commandos and Dr. Mephisto into the fortress while the corporate joint fleet was attacking.

In other words, regardless of whether the fleet of the military-industrial complex would send a distress signal to them, the 23rd and 24th fleets would find an opportunity to enter the field.

Mueller was born in a naval family. Growing up in such an environment, he knew much more about the unspeakable things between the federal government, the military and the military-industrial complex than ordinary people.

So after seeing the real mission of their two fleets this time, he quickly guessed that this was actually a plan of the federation to kill two birds with one stone.

When he was sitting in the captain's seat and got out of the jump, he saw the beaten-up joint fleet and knew that his guess was very likely true.

When the corporate joint fleet and Atlas were fighting fiercely, they took the opportunity to send the commandos into the fortress to perform the mission, and at the same time, they could seriously injure the military-industrial complex or Atlas.

Judging from the current situation, it seems that the military-industrial complex suffered even more serious losses. Mueller estimated that if their two main naval fleets did not take action, Atlas might really kill the joint fleet of the military-industrial complex.

On the other hand, Amber, Guterres and others, as well as the military-industrial complex, also noticed the two federal naval fleets that came to "support".

This moment can be said to be a mixed bag. Amber and others were still a little surprised and nervous when they saw these two regular military fleets with complete organization and no reduction in ship quality.

First, they did not expect the Federation to have two full fleets, and second, they did not expect the federal government to send these two fleets with new-looking ships to support the military-industrial complex.

Megan, Bell and others, after seeing the arrival of the ‘friendly’ fleet, felt a sense of relief. The former even shouted in a trembling voice in the communication channel: “Reinforcements have arrived, and victory will eventually belong to us!”

But soon, both Amber and Megan found that the situation seemed a little different from what they thought.

The two newly entered federal naval fleets did not follow the conventional steps to launch a standard artillery formation to attack the unmanned fleet or the A. Bawa. Ku asteroid fortress, but instead put on a formation of forced entry and rushed directly towards the fortress.

The excitement on Megan’s face was quickly extinguished when he saw this scene. He immediately realized that the two federal naval fleets that entered were not here to support them at all.

“Warning! The deflection field generator is overloaded!” The sudden warning from the shipboard control personality brought Megan back to his senses.

Ever since the unmanned fleet entered the field and began the attack, his flagship had become the enemy's main target of attack. Under the control of the shipborne control personalities adjusted by Lilith, the shooting accuracy of the unmanned fleet was far higher than that of the corporate joint fleet.

So the deflection field of the Hood battleship where Megan was located could no longer hold on and was directly overloaded after resisting several rounds of concentrated fire from the main battleships of the unmanned fleet.

"This ship is in urgent evasion! Send a signal to Bunker Hill and Evanis at the same time, and the damage control team and the technical team will immediately organize emergency repairs!"

At the same time as Megan issued the order, the most well-organized unmanned fleet 6,500 kilometers away also captured the Kraken-class battleship as the key attack target, and was urgently adjusting its posture to try to hide behind friendly forces.

The shipboard control personality of the five Kraken-class unmanned battleships reacted quickly at this moment. After releasing the working fluid for forced cooling, the main guns on the bow immediately launched a new round of salvos.

Dozens of heavy metal ion jets crossed a distance of 6,500 kilometers and flew in front of the Hood two seconds later, but most of the attacks were blocked by the other two heavy cruisers that were already in place.

Although this round of salvos also overloaded their deflection field generators, it still prevented the Hood from using its "flesh" to take dozens of heavy metal particle jets.

Unfortunately, two heavy metal jets almost brushed past the deflection field of the heavy cruiser, and the attack that was supposed to hit the main armor belt at the bow of the Hood was slightly offset by the magnetic field.

It directly tore open the side armor of the Hood battleship at a large angle, and then the scattered heavy metal particles, like a shotgun shot at close range, made the black body coating and titanium alloy frame under the main armor into sand holes, and finally swept through a group of superconducting battery stacks.

"Warning, superconducting battery stack No. 04 is out of supersonic! Emergency isolation is in progress."

"Boom!"

The high-temperature plasma that lost its restraint frantically rushed through the isolation door that had not fallen in time, and then directly affected the other two adjacent superconducting battery stacks along the channel and pipeline.

"Fuck!"

Megan Ford, commander of the combined fleet, only had time to utter the last word before the Hood and thousands of crew members were engulfed by the high-temperature plasma fireball.