Chapter 549: The Bloody Battle at Bespin (Interlude) [Two in one chapter, please give me a monthly ticket and subscribe]
547. The Bloody Battle at Bespin (Interlude: E-3 Squadron)
After the last After fierce strangulation, less than 400 of the first batch of 1,500 Vulture robot fighters of the Fourth Civilization took off were left, and 7 of the 100 guard-class light anti-aircraft destroyers were destroyed.
However, more than 800 of the 2,000 V-19 Torrent light fighters that the Galactic Republic took off were also destroyed. The space was full of mutilated and frozen pilot corpses.
Although due to the development of automation and intelligent technology in the galaxy, the threshold for driving star fighters and even spaceships has been lowered a lot, but every pilot also needs to go through strict screening and at least 8 Months to a year of training. And because pilots are paid well, many of them are able to start a family, get married and have children in peacetime.
But now, maybe less than 5 minutes after takeoff, the fighter jets that had been with them for several months and worth tens of thousands of credits turned into dust in the cold space.
For those in power, waging a war may be just a game that can be played on the table, and each single digit in the long series of numbers may mean the death of several families. Rise and fall.
But intelligent creatures still enjoy it.
From the time in primitive society when a stone ax was struck on the head of a compatriot because of the ownership of a prey, to the interstellar era where destructive weapons that can kill a city or even a planet can be launched at the press of a button... …
War has never changed.
Just like now, when the wreckage of the previous batch of fighter jets is still floating in the nearby airspace, the second batch of 2,000 fighter jets from the Galactic Republic has arrived, and the fierce battle begins again...
New corpses, Manufacturing also started again.
Matt Horner once again took off more than 1,000 Vulture robot fighters. These are the only Vulture robot fighters left in his hands carried by the 10 Sova-class aircraft carriers.
But this is by no means just the last power in his hands.
A squadron of Z-95 Headhunter fighter jets flew past space at high speed. The squadron leader looked at the instrument panel in front of him to confirm his position.
"E-3 Squadron, you are about to enter the key fire area of the opponent's No. 16 battleship. The current distance is 174 kilometers. Their turret is aiming in your direction. Please pay attention to avoid it." The message from the flight control came in the communication.
The squadron leader looked out the window. Although the position of battleship No. 16 was still outside the visual range, some black spots could still be vaguely seen under the reflection of the huge gas giant planet Bespin. The flickering lights over there also light up from time to time.
The alarm began to sound in the cabin. This was an alarm targeted by the enemy's fire control radar. The squadron leader and other fighters immediately began to turn and perform irregular evasive maneuvers.
Beams of bright lasers kept coming, but all of them were dodged by these pilots in advance.
"Confirm the position of the opponent's No. 14 battleship." The squadron leader said while adjusting the instruments and equipment in the cockpit.
"The separatist Cole-class battlecruiser, number 14, enemy name Jianghai, was penetrated by our USS Roscoe battleship 2 minutes ago. According to the optical scan, there are 5 fire points. They are accelerating at 80G. Back up, we are currently 2103.3 kilometers away from you," the flight control center replied.
"Apply to change the target and attack the opponent's No. 16 ship." said the squadron leader.
"I-5 Squadron, I-7 Squadron and I-10 Squadron are carrying out the attack mission of the No. 16 ship. The application is rejected." The flight control center paused for two seconds, and then added, "According to The latest scan results show that the fire point on the 14th ship has been extinguished, and it is detected that the bow cannon is charging. They have not lost their combat effectiveness. Please continue the attack. The opponent's warship is very armored, so be careful."
At the same time, the view of the No. 14 Cole-class battlecruiser came from the flight eyepiece, and the location of the fire point and the energy response of the 40m-caliber super-matter electromagnetic gun in the center was being charged with a light spot.
"E-3 received." After the squadron leader finished speaking, he pushed the joystick and flew straight towards the No. 14 battleship, followed closely by other fighters in the squadron.
The anti-aircraft firepower coming from the front is getting denser and denser, with more and more lasers. The electronic system constantly identifies the positions of the turrets that are charging towards them, but even so, they still cannot avoid them all.
One of the fighter jets in the squadron was hit by a beam of close-in defense laser. The shield was immediately overloaded and the capacitor started to catch fire. "I was hit!" The pilot exclaimed and the fighter jet broke away from the formation.
The robot on the fighter jet immediately began repairs, but it was still unable to stop the fire from spreading. At this moment, another laser beam shone on the fighter jet, and the entire Z-95 fighter jet was suddenly turned into a ball of fire by the high temperature. It exploded and decomposed amidst the driver's screams.
"They killed Jeff!" another driver roared.
"It's an anti-aircraft destroyer! It's 192 kilometers away and approaching us! There's another one at 7 o'clock!"
"Keep the formation and get around it!" the squadron leader said immediately. They fired a wave of blasters according to the coordinates provided by the flight control center. Regardless of whether they hit or not, the squadron leader looked over and said: "Shoot protons." Torpedo!"
"It's too far, captain, it won't work!" said a pilot.
“But this will reduce our pressure! Launch!”
The proton torpedo mounted under the wing of the Z-95 fighter immediately ignited and launched, and the blue plasma flames glowed in the dark universe. It is not conspicuous in the background, but it carries extremely powerful power.
As expected, the anti-aircraft firepower in this direction was much less. The squadron leader immediately led his men to continue approaching the target. A few seconds later, the system transmitted a signal that the proton torpedo had been intercepted, and the frontal anti-aircraft firepower was strengthened again.
Another group of V-19 Torpedo fighters approached them and said in the communication: "We are here to perform escort work. The Vulture fighters in this area have been cleared. We are going to deal with those anti-aircraft destroyers. Remember to shoot proton torpedoes at those separated ones." "Leave it to me, brother." The squadron leader gave a thumbs up on the screen and replied.
The group of V-19 Torrent fighters immediately flew over and fired a wave of missiles at a guard-class light anti-aircraft destroyer ahead. Then they surrounded it like locusts, constantly firing blasters and missiles. , Sure enough, it attracted the opponent's attention, and the close-range anti-aircraft guns fired wildly at these fighter jets.
At this time, one of our own warships in the rear was already aiming here. A heavy turbolaser cannon fired at it, directly destroying the shield of the guard-class air defense destroyer. Then it was attacked by a V-19 fighter jet. Explosive beams and missiles were continuously hit, and the ship's hull began to catch fire, with thick smoke billowing out.
But the five remaining close-in defense guns on this guard-class air defense destroyer continued to fire, and even shot down three V-19 fighter jets, including the one that he just talked to. "A Separatist Hiiga-class ship is turning and accelerating. Its route crosses with yours. Be careful to avoid it." Before the squadron leader could sigh, the voice of the flight control came over the communication.
As soon as the flight controller finished speaking, the squadron leader only saw a flat, streamlined warship approaching at an extremely fast speed. Within a few seconds, it quickly approached from outside the visual distance and occupied the position. The entire field of view!
The Z-95 squadron passed over the 1,009-meter huge hull of the Hiigaran-class battlecruiser. The squadron leader could even see the heavy particle beam cannon at the front of the battleship turning to aim, and then A dazzling beam of light was emitted, and it was not known which of our own warships was hit.
I noticed that the close-range anti-aircraft guns above the Hiigaran-class battlecruisers of their group of Z-95 fighters opened fire wildly. The powerful firepower immediately scattered their squadron, and another fighter was shot down. .
"No! Andy!! You separatist bastards!" a pilot yelled, angrily controlled the fighter jet to dive, and fired 4 proton torpedoes in succession at the Hiigaran-class battlecruiser!
"Terry! You can't leave the formation! Come back!!" As soon as the squadron leader finished speaking, the fighter jet was concentratedly fired by the Higra-class close-range artillery, and it exploded into pieces in an instant and scattered.
At the same time, the proton torpedo launched by the fighter jet exploded 4 light blue proton clouds on the Hiigaran class, the shield flashed, and the warship quickly flew away. .
"Battleship No. 14! Just ahead! 120 kilometers! Their shield recirculation has not been completed yet!" a pilot said loudly.
However, almost at this moment, an extremely dazzling light was emitted from over there! This light was so huge that it seemed to this fighter squadron as if they were in a dazzling river of light! For a moment, their entire vision was dazzled by this light. Fortunately, the system automatically closed their eyepieces so that their eyes would not be blinded by this light.
This light was several kilometers away from them, but its powerful power also caused their systems to flicker.
"The fighter jet is out of control! I..." Before the pilot of a fighter jet could finish his words, he was hit continuously by oncoming anti-aircraft fire, and the fighter jet suddenly exploded into a ball of fire.
The fighter jets were extremely fast. Within seconds of all this happening, their target, Battleship No. 14, appeared in front of them!
This is a Cole-class battlecruiser. Its completely different style from that of the Galactic Republic’s battleships stimulated their eyes. This battleship, with its big head and small body, and roughly a long strip shape as a whole, is constantly using The four heavy laser cannons in front opened fire. In the center of the bow, the muzzle of the 40m-caliber super cannon was still red, and white smoke was constantly spraying out. This was the coolant cooling the muzzle.
And it can be clearly seen that there are five huge defects on this battlecruiser, the largest one is almost more than 10 meters wide, and many spherical drones are urgently repairing the defects on the battleship.
“They are using drones to repair warships!” a pilot shouted, “There must be a drone mothership nearby!”
"Focus on our target! Launch proton torpedoes!" the squadron leader shouted with anger.
At this time, the voice of the flight controller suddenly came from the communication, "E-3 Squadron, there are a lot of weak radar reactions in front of you! Please pay attention!"
"You bastard Damn it, what a weak radar response!" the squadron leader yelled.
But he knew immediately what it meant!
In the empty space ahead, more than a dozen missiles suddenly appeared out of thin air. Because these missiles were launched at extremely close range, there was almost no possibility of evasion!
Three fighter jets in the squadron were hit almost simultaneously and were instantly blown into countless pieces!
"It's a stealth fighter! Be careful!!!" the squadron leader exclaimed. His flying skills were extremely skillful. He immediately rolled several times in the air and fired induced bombs, finally escaping the disaster. At the same time, a weak radar response finally appeared on his airborne radar.
A one-sided air battle immediately began around the 1,100-meter-long Cole-class battlecruiser.
With almost no pause, several pulse lasers were fired. The squadron leader almost relied half on guessing and half on the sky to avoid this completely unpredictable firepower. However, the fighter jet was still hit by the Cole in front of him. The battlecruiser was hit by close fire, and the shield capacitor was overloaded and damaged. Then the fighter was hit by the pulse laser of a stealth fighter. The navigation robot was immediately destroyed, and thick smoke billowed in front of the aircraft, even blocking it. His sight.
The remaining fighters of the squadron also entered the battle. They fired randomly at these invisible enemies, and then were destroyed one by one.
The squadron leader tore off the nameplate on his shoulder, which had his name and number written on it - Galactic Republic, Grand Army of the Republic, 19th Legion, 1102nd Flying Group, E-3 Squadron, Captain, Maxto. Hometown: Coruscant planet, 2144th floor, G-7 residential district, street...
Then he opened a small drawer in the cockpit. While opening it, a small holographic projector projected a picture of a family of three reunited. Image, a 20-year-old wife, a 4-year-old child, and a 28-year-old husband, Max Stowe.
He put the nameplate into the small drawer, looked up at the huge Cole-class battlecruiser in front of him, his eyes almost bursting with flames, "Come on!! You despicable separatists ! Taste the power of your Grandfather of the Republic!"
The speed of the Z-95 Headhunter fighter was increased as much as possible, and all the induced bombs and smoke were fired out. The target is the largest damage gap on this battleship!
The battleship immediately mobilized two close-defense turrets to attack him, and several invisible ghost fighter planes followed closely and kept firing. However, squadron leader Maxtor was like this at this time. With divine help, he managed to dodge most of the attacks!
He is surprisingly a weak Force sensitive!
At this moment, with his life and soul burning, he actually burst out with power close to that of a Jedi apprentice!
But the miracle would not last forever, and the close-range anti-aircraft gun finally hit his fighter. At the moment before the fighter jet was hit, Maxtor pressed the launch button as if he had a telepathic connection.
While the fighter jet was completely torn apart by close-range firepower, two proton torpedoes were launched and almost instantly penetrated through the largest gap in the Cole-class battlecruiser!
Immediately afterwards, there is a light blue proton cloud, and then the collapse and expansion of matter, bursting out huge energy...
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“The Cole-class battlecruiser Jianghai suffered a suicide attack from Republic fighter jets and suffered heavy damage. The energy supply dropped to 16% and requested evacuation.”
Matt Horner Looking at the report in front of him, he nodded, expressionless.
At this moment, on the battlefield in Bespin's outer space, hundreds of ghost fighters suddenly appeared and entered stealth mode, and began an almost cruel massacre of the invading Galactic Republic fighter group!
There is almost no possibility for the Republic's fighter jets to detect the stealth Phantom fighter at the ideal combat distance, and the flight control and command center of the Jaeger-class battlecruiser behind it is already busy and cannot effectively deal with such a fighter jet. Command the fighter planes in a dogfight!
Countless fighter jets were destroyed and countless pilots died...
The battle continues, becoming cruel...
Just like that war,
War... War never changes.
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[PS: This chapter describes interstellar battles from the most minute individual point of view, don’t call me stupid. 】
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