PFC Chapter 524: Shattered Battle of Life and Death
Chapter 524: Shattered Battle of Life and Death
The galaxy moved, and three ships jumped out safely, forming a two-in-one biscuit formation and heading towards the signal mark point.
In the dark void, the fire not far away was particularly obvious, and the flickering heat source signal repeatedly informed the ship of the degree of danger here.
Sparrow successfully caught up with the second half of the battle. At this moment, the retreating Tau were entangled by two light cruisers and one guard.
Their proud railroad weapons cannot play their due role in close-range boarding battles.
The rest of the anti-aircraft weapons were unable to stop the swarms of Chaos bombers and boarding ships.
The massive carrier-based aircraft that were constantly attacking were from a modified Styx-class cruiser. It should look like this, more or less. There were few macro cannons and light spears, but a lot of torpedoes and carrier-based aircraft. This was the key point that Sparrow was most worried about.
This type of ship should not be called a cruiser, but an aircraft carrier that specializes in boarding battles.
The leaders of the Imperial Navy don't love aircraft carriers, but they are very popular with the traitors.
It's not that it's cheap, but that this thing can perform the task of recycling resources better.
Sparrow, who had fought against the Tau fleet for many years, certainly knew the strengths and weaknesses of the enemy ships.
Chicken Feather has no advantages.. It is a bit like a glass cannon. Disadvantages.. Now being close is the biggest disadvantage.
The two merchant ships surrounded them without any formation arrangement.
They were obstructed by hunting dogs and slowly entered the hunters' encirclement, a group of panicked lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
Sparrow has a choice to make.
"How many spare rounds are there for the Nova Cannon?"
The first mate who was with the Nova Cannon immediately replied:
"Captain, we have 17 plasma rounds, 5 Doppler rounds, 5 jammer rounds, and 3 electromagnetic pulse rounds remaining.
However, the overall energy reserve of the ship does not support a full attack." Sparrow twirled his beard, thinking about how to proceed with this life-or-death plan.
"Stone, Hammer, be prepared to deal with the enemy cruisers. I will open the channel for you.
The sooner we rush over, the higher the chances of those ships surviving."
"Captain of the Stone received."
"Captain of the Hammer understands."
“Captain, I’m the head of audio, and the navigation master has something to say.
In three hours, a magnetic storm caused by a stellar flare will cover the battlefield.
I have calculated the astronomical magnitude and the communication channel will be disconnected for at least 30 minutes."
Sparrow plucked out a beard with follicles, a long blond beard about the length of his middle finger.
It has probably been on his face for 4 or 5 years. Does this indicate a certain result?
"The house is bad and it's raining....distribute the choir to various sections, prepare a few more teams of messengers, and we'll be done with the running."
The fleet continued to move deeper, following the progress of the ships' deaths.
The Chaos ships detected the distorted space jump signal and locked onto the Imperial ships that were about to charge.
I don’t know what happened, but these guys got together. We had to dismantle these three ships and bring them back to the base.
"Nova cannons ready, set airburst distance, use edge coverage on Chaos ships," Sparrow ordered.
"Nova cannon ready," the first mate replied.
"The Sabre's systems have been adjusted and the Nova Cannon can be fired," the senior technical priest informed.
"Triple shot, fire!"
"emission!"
"Torpedo blockade, fire!"
"emission!"
Three plasma shells vaporized the unfortunate carrier-based aircraft.
The slow-flying torpedoes were also waiting to reach their respective air-blast areas.
Although the efficiency will be greatly reduced, it can indeed force those Chaos ships to take action.
The Domination Cruiser plus two Sword-class frigates can simultaneously fire 16 rounds of large and small macro cannons on one side, plus 4 beams of twin light spears.
If all of them are hit, not to mention the large cruisers, even the battlecruisers will have to avoid its edge.
Not to mention the subsequent attacks from other carrier-based aircraft and torpedoes.
As long as Sparrow could give three... no, two Tau ships a chance to catch their breath, he would be sure to win this battle.
Two light cruisers and a frigate broke out of the plasma cloud and moved forward to block the arrival of Sparrow's fleet.
The swarm of carrier-based aircraft was nearly three times their number, and Sparrow understood the next situation he would face.
"Proceed as planned. All ships must be prepared to respond to boarding. Take my weapons!"
Carapace armor, rose beads, laser pistol, precision power sword. When Sparrow had just put on his equipment, the alarm rang.
There was no other reason, except that some place was bombed or the enemy boarded the ship.
In less than ten minutes, the enemy approached the bow room at the location indicated by the alarm.
There were clanging sounds from the outside of the metal door, and the camera used to detect the Thinker was blown up by a hidden gun.
Now the people inside the bow room have no idea what the situation is like outside.
"The bow room is under attack from the enemy's boarding fleet. The surrounding armed sailors will immediately gather to escort the captain."
The communicator was shouting into the microphone when a bright red arc suddenly appeared on the metal door.
The melta bomb easily destroyed the ceramic steel door, and then several stun grenades flew in.
There was a burst of white light with bangs and bangs, and the shock wave made the soldiers at the door vomit continuously. Before they could vomit twice, the sound of gunfire was heard from the gap in the door.
"Bang bang bang bang", the bombs are flying, "biubiubiubiu", the lasers are buzzing.
The soldiers who failed to get up never had to get up again, and few of the soldiers who got up and ran would survive.
A Chaos Astartes rushed into the bow room with several Chaos rebels and started killing in a hurry.
The armed sailors on guard immediately fought back, but were unable to kill any of the rebels who had no cover.
Not to mention being able to hit Astartes, the explosive shells from the other side would have already reached his head before he even raised the muzzle of the gun.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Sparrow raised his hand and fired a shot. The lake blue laser accurately hit the explosive bullet that was fired.
Fireworks exploded in front of Astartes, but they did not affect the opponent's detection speed.
His eyes followed the movement of the gun and he raised his gun, and two shots directly hit the vice admiral, who seemed a little slow to him.
However, a clear light blue energy burst out from the rose beads, forming a dense film to block the explosive bomb.
In fact, Sparrow's reaction was very fast, only a few tenths of a second slower than the opponent, but he continued to shoot out two lasers with the smoke on his face.
However, the Chaos Can was slow and slow, and he just tilted his head and shoulder, dodging and resisting. Then he swung the long sword in his hand suddenly.
The speed was faster than Sparrow's power sword could block, and the tip of the sword hit Carapace's neck right on the ground, severing the rose rosary.
"boom!"
A shot was fired, and Sparrow flew backwards, lying on his back with a bang, his chest charred and black smoke coming out.
"Shut your mouths, you bastards!"
Chaos Can took off his helmet, revealing a strange and fierce face. He walked forward to face the group of operators and loudly rebuked them:
"This ship belongs to the Chaos Lord...Puff!"
Before the Chaos Can could unleash its full power, its mutated, somewhat thick neck suddenly burst and spurted out blood.
The tip of a sword gradually stabbed out, and as blood gushed out, the huge can fell to its knees with a thump.
Sparrow drew out his sword, threw away the disgusting traitor's blood, and grabbed the carapace with a big hole in it with fear.
The pain in his chest made him grit his teeth, and his melted skin stuck to the lieutenant general's uniform.
That Astartes is very powerful. Even if there are ten of them, they can be easily defeated by the other side.
It’s a pity that the medals on his chest protected him and blocked the damn bomb.
He didn't know what to say, but he knew what to say.
"First mate! Nova Cannon, target Styx Grand Patrol, fire three times in a row!"
"Captain! Not enough energy, two shots at most!"
"Shoot his horse!"
"emission!"
Two Nova Cannons fired, lighting up two beautiful light curtains in the darkness. Daxun's void shield was overloaded, but the Nova Cannons stopped temporarily.
"Captain, the navigation master is warning, the opposing ship is coming!"
"Frigates move forward, macro cannons ready!"
The two frigates on the left and right provided cover at high speed, breaking away from the formation to lure the three Chaos ships to attack them.
For a moment, the overlapping lines of red and blue on the black curtain outlined a tragic painting.
This exploded, that exploded, the top collapsed, the bottom collapsed.
The Stone was killed by another frigate and a light cruiser, and the Hammer was blown up by a group of carrier-based aircraft. Fortunately, before the two died, they successfully delayed the attack of the Chaos ships, giving the Sabre a breath of life.
The system is restored, the shooting angle is adjusted, the macro cannon is swung, and eight rounds of bombardment are fired left and right!
The two light cruisers came to a halt, and their broken armor looked like they were only letting out air but not taking in air.
But they are not dead yet, or whether they are dead or not is entirely up to them.
"Load jammers, target the Styx Patrol!
Reload the macro cannon and continue bombing the enemy ships!"
The loading time seemed to be as long as a year. When the macro cannon was finally fired and the new star cannon was finally fired, the enemy's final attack came.
"BOOM!"
The excitement was thrown out of the window as Sparrow flew up, and the sudden shaking of the floor sent him flying.
Dozens of crew members fell to the ground, flew several meters high and fell heavily on the ground, tables and instruments.
Sparrow's beard was a little shaky, and he supported himself with his hands and feet, trying to gradually get rid of the dizziness.
He watched as several operators were trying to stand up, and he also saw that several operators had their necks bent in the wrong direction.
Amidst the clanging sounds, photo frames fell from the wall, which contained pictures of soldiers who had made outstanding contributions to the ship.
One day, he wanted to be respected by everyone like the previous captain, but he needed to get through today's difficulties first.
The sound of the alarm came from far away, but at least his ears were fine.
"Reporting the situation... ahem... don't tell me there's something wrong with the Nova Cannon."
The operator who stood up the fastest half-crouched in front of the Thinker and shouted loudly before his body collapsed back to the ground:
"7 torpedo attacks, right stern, left catapult platform, left 3rd and 4th macro guns, nova gun..."
"grass!"
Sparrow was very depressed. His beard was so messy that it covered his upper lip. It was so itchy that he wanted to just cut it off.
But now is not the time to lose his temper, as others are still waiting for orders from him as the captain.
He rubbed his itchy beard and took off his cloak to cover the silent crew.
"Report on the situation of enemy ships."
"We have wiped them out, but there are still more than a dozen carrier-based aircraft besieging our ship. There are still more than 3 cans and more than 300 rebels roaming inside."
"Let the armed chief lead the team..."
"Captain, the chief of armed forces was killed in the battle against the boarding crew.
He and 36 other sailors killed two Chaos Astartes and secured the safety of an ammunition room."
Sparrow let out a long breath, but it was followed by a mixture of pain and exhaustion.
"There's still a chance...we still have a chance to catch our breath.
Immediately communicate with all sections of the ship to determine the extent of the damage."
"The choir is safe."
"The navigation room is safe."
"The second mate survived."
"The third mate died in battle."
"The first mate died."
"The carrier aircraft commander is missing."
"High Tech-Priest Signal Marker."
"Audio Director, oh no! Stellar Shine..."
A blind sound broke out, and the Thinker in the bow room immediately flashed the screen, reported an error, and was full of garbled characters.
Sparrow immediately knew that this was the stellar flare mentioned earlier, which was a good thing for them.
Admiring his ability to grasp details, after two rounds of Nova Cannons, the following interference bombs drained away the energy of the Styx Cruiser to restart the Void Shield.
As a result, the opponent was also attacked by the energy of the flare. Now everyone is standing at the starting line again, waiting for the starting gun to sound and thinking about the next move.
"The engine room is not in danger for now. It will take 20 minutes to accelerate to normal state. The Void Shield system will take 30 minutes to restart."
The astropath who arrived in advance played his role. Sparrow immediately ordered to speed up, restart the weapon array, and be prepared to deal with the next group of boarding personnel.
Due to the damage and the sweeping flares, the ship's anti-aircraft firepower system was almost collapsed.
This caused the quickly restarted Chaos carrier-based aircraft to enter the interior of the ship as if they were in an empty space.
Perhaps they also regarded this ship as a lamb to be slaughtered, preparing to harvest a cruiser as a supplement after losing so many ships.
This idea was obvious, and Sparrow focused his hopes on the Tau ships.
Facing the mosquitoes that were about to suck him dry, he saw a hopeless scene.
Behind the blood-sucking carrier-based aircraft, the two Castle Lord-class escort ships (frigates) had been torn into pieces and turned into broken debris in the void.
The two star-sail ships of the merchant ship were riddled with holes, apparently having been boarded and landed by the assault ship.
The situation of the last Emissary-class cruiser (light type) was not optimistic either. The Emissary-class, the manta-ray-like right side of the ship was broken and disintegrated, and the external armor was pitted and exposed the disintegrated pipes inside.
Sparrow felt dizzy, and those young boys who were still young but had already regarded running errands as a real task rushed forward and said seriously, giving him a headache:
"Report to Captain Jack Sparrow, the enemy has occupied the ammunition depot!"
Sparrow looked through the viewing window at the screen where carrier-based aircraft were flying past, and at the equally silent chaotic ship, and he knew that it was time to break through in order to build up.
"It seems that we only have the right to use this ship..."