Chapter 45 Paralysis

After Chen Ming found out that the weapons of the two expedition-class ships could not cause effective damage to the Iron Ore, the excitement and tension of fighting with others just now disappeared. When he modified the spaceship before, he mixed Baiyun Steel almost everywhere on and off the spaceship. Even if the purity is not high, it can still be dented by ordinary weapons. As long as it can hit a position with dozens or hundreds of rounds, it can indeed cause enough damage. But the distance between the battles between the spaceships has already doomed this to be impossible. When the pirates find out that their weapons are ineffective against the armor of their spaceships, they may target the weapons of the spaceships. But Chen Ming had already thought of this problem before. The turret armor that he installed by himself was made of pure Baiyun Steel. The pirates' bullets that can only leave dents on the armor mixed with 1% Baiyun Steel cannot penetrate the turret armor at all. Even if their attacks can hit the electromagnetic javelin through the gaps in the turret armor, However, the electromagnetic javelin itself is basically made of Baiyun steel, and only a small part of the parts are made of ordinary materials mixed with Baiyun steel.

Even if it is hit by a few rounds, it is impossible to cause any damage to the electromagnetic javelin.

Even if there is a one in ten million probability that the pirates' weapons really paralyze the electromagnetic javelin.

Chen Ming can still rely on the panel to repair the javelin.

Damage is not a problem for Chen Ming at all.

At most, it will waste some of Chen Ming's mental power and time.

In front of the copper wall of Baiyun steel, the pirates have no possibility of leaving Chen Ming in this graveyard.

If they can't keep Chen Ming, then Chen Ming will keep them in return.

At this time, behind the Iron Ore.

In the internal communication channel of one of the expedition-class ships.

The spacecraft pilot took advantage of the opportunity when the spacecraft weapon could not accurately aim due to the recoil caused by continuous shooting and needed to fire intermittently, and asked the weapon operator: "Did you just hit it?"

The forehead of the middle-aged weapon operator was full of wrinkles.

The confidence he usually showed in front of his companions seemed to disappear suddenly, and he answered uncertainly: "I don't know, I feel something is wrong."

"Why don't we stop chasing, at least wait for the boss and the others to catch up, they are now in the dark cemetery, it is impossible for them to run away."

The voice of the captain of this ship suddenly came from the internal communication channel, and asked in a somewhat unhappy tone: "A civilian mining ship without a code name, what are you afraid of?"

"I..."

"Stop talking."

The captain directly interrupted what the operator wanted to say and ordered: "Keep tracking, keep shooting."

"If we don't chase the ship in front, it will enter the asteroid zone again. At that time, the spacecraft will have to crash, and the repair fee may not be earned back!"

"Last time we were taken by the No. 2 ship first, do you still want to embarrass yourself this time?"

The communication channel suddenly fell into silence.

"No problem? Then do as I say!"

"Yes."

As a few scattered responses came out of the communication channel, the wrinkles on the operator's forehead appeared more.

The pilot who asked the question at the beginning suddenly said at this time: "Wait a minute, is that ship turning around?"

In the gap between the conversations of the crew members on the No. 1 expedition class.

Chen Ming has completely gotten rid of unnecessary emotions and started his first step of counterattack.

Before the two expedition classes followed him and were about to rush out of the asteroid zone.

Two electromagnetic javelins were already aimed at their location.

At this time, the Iron Ore was in an empty area inside the dark cemetery where there were no asteroids.

Without the influence of the asteroid that hit the spacecraft, Chen Ming's aiming was no longer limited.

Now is the best time.

The iconic hammering sound of the electromagnetic javelin sounded in Chen Ming's ears.

On the No. 1 expedition class behind the left side of the Iron Ore, the weapon operator suddenly shouted in the communication channel: "The port and starboard weapons are paralyzed! Maintenance personnel!"

"Change it!"

The maintenance personnel hurriedly picked up two 30mm machine guns with the other three people and rushed to both sides of the spacecraft.

They immediately unloaded the damaged weapons from the bottom of the spacecraft.

During this process, the maintenance worker also asked the operator: "How come it was destroyed in an instant?"

"I don't know. Their weapons seem to be high-precision electromagnetic weapons. I am trying to maneuver and evade. Don't expect the effect!"

"Why would a civilian ship be equipped with such a thing?"

Just as the maintenance worker's question came out, the weapon operator suddenly shouted again: "The upper weapon is also destroyed!"

Then, at about the same time, the voice of another maintenance worker on standby at the stern came from the voice channel.

"The engine was attacked! Shut down and caught fire!"

"The hull was damaged, and the air pressure leaked. It has been sealed with a foam tank."

"The backup engine is still..."

The maintenance worker was halfway through his words when he suddenly stopped talking.

The communication channel suddenly became quiet until the captain gave an order.

"Go and have a look."

Before the weapons were replaced, the weapon operator, who had nothing to do, immediately left the weapon console and rushed to the stern.

When he came to the engine, he found that the maintenance worker who was still talking just now had fallen on his back.

There was a bloody hole in his chest with blood flowing out, and he was already dead.

Next to his body, both the main engine and the backup engine had been destroyed and were burning with flames.

The weapon operator immediately picked up the fire extinguisher next to him and sprayed fire-extinguishing foam on the engine.

At the same time, he said in a trembling voice in the voice channel: "The maintenance worker was shot dead by the bullet that penetrated the hull, and both of our engines are broken."

The engine fire slightly increased the temperature of the spacecraft, but no one on this expedition-class ship felt the slightest warmth.

The maintenance worker slowed down in changing weapons.

Together with the others, he looked at the stern of the ship where the fire was flickering.

The engine is the lifeblood of the spacecraft. The shutdown of the engine means that all the systems of the spacecraft will lose energy supply and stop working.

It took only twelve seconds from the time the spacecraft was attacked to the end.

Their spacecraft was already drifting in space like a piece of scrap metal.

And these twelve seconds were just the interval between three rounds of electromagnetic javelin shooting.

At this time, the voice of another expedition-class captain came from the captains' dedicated communication channel.

"Why are you slowing down?"

The captain of the No. 1 expedition-class woke up from panic and immediately shouted in the communication channel: "Don't chase! Our ship was slaughtered like a pig!"

"What do you mean?"

The captain of the No. 2 expedition-class had just asked this question when the captain of the No. 1 ship heard a commotion from them.

It was the white mining ship in front that changed its target after paralyzing them.

The panic in the captain's heart completely turned into fear.

At this time, their boss, the captain of the Hellhound class who was still in the rear, finally realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "What's going on over there?"

Captain No. 1 seemed to have found a life-saving straw and shouted in a somewhat collapsed manner in the communication channel, "Boss, there's something wrong with the ship we're chasing!"