sbdcsierra Chapter 231 The Imperial Navy Arrives Carrying a Sound System
Chapter 231 The Imperial Navy Arrives Carrying a Sound System
Chapter 231 The Imperial Navy Arrives Carrying a Sound System
Eric's sharp, hawk-like gaze was fixed on the distance, where UED transport ships were fleeing in panic in the same direction, just like startled birds.
His brow furrowed slightly, a hint of wariness in his eyes, and he said coldly, "They're trying to escape."
At that moment, Mitchell stood not far from Eric. He had just put down the gleaming power sword in his hand, its blade still stained with the enemy's blood, shimmering eerily in the lamplight.
He slightly raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes, and then quickly issued orders to the others through the Black Sanctuary's sonic channel: "Prepare the Thunderhawks, get our battle barges ready."
The sound spread rapidly through the channel, like a war drum, resounding in the hearts of every soldier.
While the Imperial faction was making intensive preparations for battle, the UED fleet presented a completely different picture.
The moment they received the news that the UED fleet was preparing to flee, the Imperial Navy took off as if it had received a bugle call to charge.
One after another, imperial warships, like steel behemoths, streaked through the sky, speeding toward the UED fleet, preparing to intercept it.
However, the Imperial fleet was unaware that the UED fleet possessed a very special ability—the ability to jump within the planetary atmosphere.
It was for this reason that the Imperial fleet did not intercept at full speed immediately.
They simply followed standard tactics, slowly approaching the UED fleet, which gave the UED fleet enough time to prepare.
Inside one of the UED fleet's warships, Gerald was quietly watching the UED warships outside, their lights shimmering, through a huge porthole.
Against the dark backdrop of El, those warships resembled stars in the night sky, exuding a mysterious yet dangerous aura.
A look of doubt crossed his face as he muttered to himself, "They don't seem to intend to intercept us... Could it be that they have a way to interfere with warp?"
He was filled with doubt, wondering what the other party was really up to.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the bridge of the expeditionary fleet flagship, the Olympus, was equally tense and busy.
Gerald stood in the center of the bridge, surrounded by a group of busy navigators.
They sat around their respective control consoles, their fingers flying across the keyboards, their eyes glued to the data and images on the screens.
At this moment, the navigators of each warship were adjusting their warp jump formation.
"Platinum is adjusting its course, your position..." A navigator's voice came through the communicator, tinged with anxiety.
"Our ship is evading the Skyfire..." the navigator of the other warship hurriedly replied, his tone filled with helplessness.
Gerald listened quietly to their discussion, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He knew that adjusting the warp formation was crucial for the safety of the fleet.
Any mistake during the warp jump could plunge the entire fleet into utter ruin.
He silently weighed the various options in his mind, trying to find the most suitable warp formation to ensure that the fleet could safely escape the pursuit of the Imperial fleet.
"Ship sighted ahead!"
At that moment, on a frigate on the outer side of the fleet, a lookout with a tense expression suddenly shouted loudly.
His voice echoed through the silent bridge, instantly shattering the tranquility.
Upon hearing the alarm, the crew on the bridge busied themselves with their work, their eyes glued to various monitoring instruments, trying to capture more information about the approaching ship.
Just then, the melodious yet solemn chorus of the choir and their devout prayers seemed to drift slowly from the distant void of the universe.
The voice was ethereal and mysterious, inspiring awe in all who heard it.
Immediately afterwards, the Imperial Navy, with an Emperor-class battleship and a combat barge as its flagship, appeared on both sides of the UED fleet like a behemoth suddenly emerging from the darkness.
The Imperial-class battleships are massive and imposing, their enormous hulls resembling mobile steel fortresses, their surfaces shimmering with mysterious and ancient runes, as if telling tales of countless ages past.
The combat barge, on the other hand, appears more rugged, its surface covered with various weapons, equipment, and engineering facilities, resembling a ferocious beast ready to pounce at any moment.
The moment the frigate issued its warning, the light spear turrets and bombardment turrets on the Imperial warship opened fire as if ignited by a raging inferno.
Dazzling beams of light shot out from the light spear turret, tearing through the dark space like silver lightning.
Meanwhile, the bombardment turrets emitted a deep and deafening roar as massive shells, trailing long plumes of flame, hurtled toward the UED fleet.
Several frigates were unfortunately hit directly by the light spears. The powerful energy was released instantly, and the fragile armor was melted in an instant by the high temperature and impact of the light spears.
The armor surface turned bright red as if it were being eroded by molten lava, then turned into wisps of metallic vapor that drifted into space.
The warship's keel groaned in agony under the powerful attack, like a wounded beast roaring in despair.
As the keel broke, the warship's structure began to disintegrate rapidly, and various internal equipment and systems malfunctioned one after another.
The ammunition ignited under the intense heat, and a violent explosion erupted inside the warship.
"boom!"
A deafening roar echoed through El, and the frigate exploded.
Countless fragments scattered in all directions like shooting stars.
These fragments, carrying tremendous impact, crashed into other UED warships.
The warship, struck by the debris, shook violently, its armor plating bearing deep scratches, and alarms blared throughout the ship.
At the same time, more than a dozen Kaixin-class corvettes, like crazed warriors, charged at full speed toward the UED fleet.
These 1.5-kilometer-long warships look like giant steel pythons in space.
Their ramming horns shimmered with a ghostly blue light, a sign that the disintegration force field had been activated.
The decomposition force field can rapidly decompose the matter it comes into contact with into the most basic particles.
The captains of the Gaixin-class frigates had determined looks in their eyes. They knew their mission was to disrupt the UED fleet's formation and create a better attacking environment for the main battleships.
They piloted their warships, nimbly traversing the universe, dodging the various defensive firepower launched by the UED fleet, and bravely advancing towards their target.
The crew of the UED fleet were filled with fear and tension as they watched the Gaixin-class corvettes charging towards them. They increased their defensive firepower in an attempt to stop the oncoming enemy.
The UED fleet launched a decisive attack, missiles hurtling out like arrows, trailing scorching flames as they hurtled toward the Imperial fleet; at the same time, laser cannons spewed from the muzzles of the UED warships, their dazzling light tracing bright paths as if to tear apart the silent void.
Unfortunately, the Void Shield equipped on the Gaixin-class corvettes effectively blocked all the missiles and laser cannons launched by the UED.
Each of the empire's warships resembled a colossal steel beast, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
Besides their unique shape, resembling a flying cathedral floating in space, they have another most prominent characteristic: they are "hard"!
This "toughness" is not only reflected in their incredibly robust hulls, but also in their terrifyingly powerful defensive capabilities and offensive firepower.
As the Empire's main warships slowly entered their designated battle positions, they were like ferocious beasts about to pounce, poised to strike, with the large cannons and light spears on their sides roaring simultaneously.
The densely packed turrets were like a group of tireless steel warriors, firing wildly.
Each turret was operating at high speed, with shells raining down from the muzzle, as if precise aiming was completely unnecessary.
Numerous shells of all kinds darted through the universe, some trailing long plumes of flame, others shimmering with strange light, together creating a chilling rain of death.
The Imperial warships fully demonstrated the power of the multi-turret cult and "advanced" manual loading, which was undoubtedly a brutal massacre for the UED fleet!
The escort ships in the UED fleet appeared extremely vulnerable in the face of the powerful firepower of the Imperial warships.
These frigates have relatively thin hull structures and very limited protection capabilities; they could be destroyed instantly if hit by just one shell.
Their hulls would instantly twist and deform under the enormous impact of the shells, then explode into countless fragments that would drift away into space.
The missiles launched by the UED fleet were too weak due to insufficient explosive charge, and were unable to cause any effective damage to the Void Shield of the Imperial warships.
In the midst of this fierce battle, Gerald stood in the command room of the UED fleet flagship, his expression tense and desperate.
His eyes were fixed on the display screen in front of him, watching as UED fleet ships were destroyed one by one by Imperial warships, his heart filled with anger and resentment.
Upon hearing the captured, peculiar song, Gerald frowned, an expression of disbelief on his face.
He simply couldn't believe that such an abstract enemy had defeated him.
What's the point of singing on a warship? Why don't you go kneel down and worship the machines?!
In his view, war should be a contest of technology and reason, not a battle of unknown forces shrouded in mystery.
But reality cruelly confronted him: the UED fleet was suffering repeated defeats under the attack of the Imperial fleet, and he felt his hopes were gradually being shattered.