From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars

Chapter 291 Outpost Battle (Part 2)

"What? A war has already started outside the Imperial alert circle?"

After hearing Lilith's report, Amber, who was originally planning to take a nap with Isabel, sat up suddenly from the bed.

"Yes, Master! We secretly deployed several "quantum entanglement communication nodes" in the warring galaxies before. In addition to ensuring communication, they have also been monitoring a large number of communication nodes and deep space communication satellites in the galaxy."

While Lilith was speaking, she also turned on the projection platform in the room and marked the locations of several "quantum entanglement communication nodes" in this galaxy.

"Half an hour ago, we intercepted a large number of communications sent to the combat command center of the Imperial Expeditionary Fleet, all of which reported that they were attacked by the Federation's vanguard during their outer alert."

"Finally, the fight has started. The largest fleet battle in recent times."

Amber patted Isabel's hips, then quickly got up and walked towards the desk.

"Isabel, wake up, the big one is coming!"

"What big one?"

Isabel got up from the bed in a daze, and said sleepily:

"Oh~ I see, Amber, you don't have to emphasize this point."

". No, what do you understand?"

Amber gave up the effort to wake up this "Persian cat" who hadn't woken up yet, and sat at the desk looking at the three-dimensional battlefield star map presented by Lilith.

Although the position and movement of the fleets of both sides can only be judged through intercepted communications, it is enough for Amber.

"Let's look forward to it, the outcome of this battle will also affect the situation in the future"

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"High-energy reaction detected, judged to be heavy particle cannon shooting!"

The voice of the combat assistance AI made Lieutenant Larry's heart tighten.

He didn't care about why the combat assistance AI didn't warn him in advance when he was attacked by the heavy particle cannon just now.

Because he had seen a blue-white ray flashing in the gravel belt ahead.

Although it lasted for less than a second, the overly bright ray still caused a "visual persistence phenomenon" on Lieutenant Larry's retina. Even if he closed his eyes, he could still see the faint white ray.

Soon, the main monitor on the head captured the picture of the battle zone in front, and the scene in the picture directly made Lieutenant Larry breathe a sigh of relief.

The two mechanical legs of the No. 2 machine driven by rookie Jeff had disappeared. He should have made an upward evasive action at the moment of the opponent's shooting to avoid being directly hit by the cockpit.

Fortunately, after entering the battle, this rookie abandoned the external conformal superconducting battery pack in accordance with the combat regulations, otherwise the plasma fireball produced after the detonation would be enough to eat a pot for him.

Before Lieutenant Larry had time to call his teammates, the next scene directly made him stop breathing.

Behind the huge piece of rubble next to Jeff, a standard-configuration federal HCP floated out. After comparing the characteristics, the combat auxiliary AI determined that it was the main HCP of the Federation, the "Dwarf Bear" series.

This 'Dwarf Bear' was painted with a dark blue background and white spots of 'Space War Camouflage'. It turned around quietly and flexibly with the AMBAC maneuver without the plasma propulsion array turned on, and quickly adjusted its direction.

Then he took off the heavy sword on the weapon rack behind him, and rushed towards Jeff who was unaware in the blue light that the plasma propulsion array burst out again.

At this moment, it was too late to raise the gun and shoot, not to mention that it was easy to accidentally hurt his teammates.

Lieutenant Larry, who was sprinting, found that he seemed to watch the first friendly soldier die in front of him.

But at this critical moment, Bob, who was driving the No. 3 machine, rushed out at lightning speed, and the end point of the machine's charge route was exactly the Dwarf Bear that raised the sword and stabbed.

Even if he couldn't hear the sound, Lieutenant Larry felt the shock of the collision between the two steel giants weighing 70 to 80 tons through the picture.

With the shield in front of him, Bob directly knocked the dwarf bear into the asteroid rubble on the side, but the opponent, with the help of the full thrust of the plasma propulsion array, offset most of the impact force.

Then, I don't know when it turned into a reverse grip heavy sword, and swung a vicious backhand horizontal slash, directly destroying Bob's shield.

At the same time, the mechanical foot suddenly kicked on the asteroid rubble, and stabbed towards Bob with the reverse grip heavy sword.

The whole set of movements can be described as flowing, and people can't even feel the sluggishness that a "giant humanoid machine" should have.

"Damn, it's really another veteran!"

Just when Lieutenant Larry thought that this "tail" lieutenant of the entire squadron might die under this sword, the situation on the field once again shocked him.

Bob, a nearly 50-year-old lieutenant officer, is the least noticeable pilot in the 809HCP squadron of the Imperial Royal Navy.

At this moment, his true strength was demonstrated.

The multiple nozzles arranged on the front of the Clergyman started to reverse thrust at the same time, and in the burst of white light, it pulled away from the Dwarf Bear.

At the same time, the entire machine displayed an extremely smooth AMBAC maneuver, just like a real person dancing in the universe, and continuously dodged a series of attacks from the Federation HCP.

The two steel giants completed several rounds of fighting in a flash. The vector nozzles arranged on their bodies kept spraying, allowing the bodies to flexibly make small tactical maneuvers in space.

At this time, Bob also took off his heavy sword, but did not act rashly, because there was no such thing as "fighting with swords" in the civil war of the heavy sword.

Both sides were plasma blades that "cut iron like mud", and the only outcome of the collision was "the two swords died fortunately".

So Bob patiently waited for the opponent to make a mistake, waiting for the moment when he could make a fatal blow.

And this moment also appeared a few seconds later.

Lieutenant Jeff, who had walked through the gates of hell, finally came to his senses at this time, picked up the electromagnetic rifle and aimed at the two parties in the fight.

After noticing this, Bob immediately took the initiative to pull away and left Jeff room to shoot.

The latter did not hesitate and decisively pulled the trigger.

A series of orange-red projectiles immediately swept towards the dwarf bear, and the opponent reacted quickly, adjusting the direction of the machine and activating the deflection force field.

Although a series of high-speed piercing rods accurately hit the position of the dwarf bear, they were all twisted away by the deflection force field.

However, as a supporting attack, this effect was enough.

Bob, who seized the opportunity, immediately rushed forward like a ghost, and the silver-white steel giant, under his control, flexibly swept away the sword-holding hand of the dwarf bear with a whip kick.

Then, Bob used the power of the machine's rotation to cut out a sword and cut open the cockpit of the dwarf bear without any delay.

At this moment, Bob seemed to see the resolute expression of the federal pilot under the transparent mask of the helmet in the cockpit with a hole opened.

"Bang!"

When the federal pilot was vaporized by the high-temperature plasma blade, the combat spikes mounted on the other mechanical arm of the dwarf bear also hit the cockpit armor plate of the priest.

"No!!!"

The late Lieutenant Larry controlled the machine to "brake" all the way, and finally stopped almost next to the priest with a big hole in his chest.

"Bob! Bob! Answer me!"

"Cough cough. Cough. Lieutenant, keep your voice down. My eardrums are going to be pierced by your yelling."

The voice of the middle-aged "tail-end" pilot came intermittently in the communication channel.

Larry turned on the searchlight on the chest of the machine and was surprised to see Bob in the cockpit through the hole.

The combat spike seemed to be a little off, almost brushing Bob.

But even so, his condition was not very good, and the spitted blood could be clearly seen under the visor of the helmet.

"Fuck! You guys hold on! I'll take you back now!"

Lieutenant Larry roared while fixing a carbon fiber rope on Bob's body, and then used the palm of the front end of the mechanical arm to block the hole in Bob's body.

"Jeff! Is your plasma propulsion array still working?!" Lieutenant Larry didn't care about the radio communication discipline at this time, and directly called out the name of his teammates.

"The array is currently 14% broken, but it should be no problem to return to the mothership, Lieutenant!"

"Very good, you lead the way! Be careful. We will take Bob back!"