Chapter 185 Imperfect Victory
After the engine stalled briefly, the Starfire quickly started moving again.
After blocking a blow for the Yongye, she did not intend to just withdraw from the battle. Instead, she rushed directly towards the Reefed Ship.
The approaching green warships opened fire, firing torpedoes and rockets into the Starfire's route.
But she keeps moving forward.
The warheads smashed into her deck, burning through the armor with clouds of plasma and flinging molten metal into the void.
But she keeps moving forward.
In the intact compartment, Chapter servants and servitors loaded new torpedoes into the launch tubes.
The first wave of counterattacks started from here. The torpedoes quickly passed through the distance between the target and exploded on the bow and back of the green-skinned battleship, knocking them out.
At the same time, more green-skinned warships joined in the interception.
The explosion rocked the Starfire's already battered shell.
But she keeps moving forward.
The small greenskin warships began to turn away from the path of the burning warship, but the Spark opened fire again.
The shields disappeared under the torrent of macrocannon shells. In an instant, their hulls melted and their reactors exploded.
The Spark is burning hot, and it is still fighting to the death, vowing to leave the Rocked Ship behind.
A long black crack replaced the Starfire's starboard side, and the two main propulsion ports were melted into debris. The fire caused swept across the entire engine deck, killing countless slaves and servitors in the engine room.
But her artillery fire had begun to bombard the shields of the Reefed Ship, leaving this behemoth trapped on the battlefield for a while.
“We’re late!”
Finally, the Weeper Chapter’s ancient battle barge, the Mother of Tears, led a group of warships and launched the largest attack on the greenskin blockade. Breakthrough.
The stubborn greenskins tried to turn back and fight, but the result was that their formation was further divided, which gave the Evernight and the Punishing Fire an opportunity to take advantage.
"Attack across the board! We must sink the enemy's flagship!"
Lord Magyar also gave up his hunting plan and led the fleet to start a fierce attack, regardless of casualties.
The weaknesses in the green skin's character were quickly magnified in this situation.
In just a few minutes, a coordinated and targeted fleet ceased to exist.
One part wanted to continue fighting, the other part did not want to be buried here, and the other part was wavering. The entire fleet was torn apart in all directions, and the so-called orders and instructions were also forgotten.
All hopes of a concerted breakout were shattered. The greenskins were torn apart and weakened by the swarm-like flight. One warship after another broke away from the attack line and rolled to maneuver.
Their warp engines have been activated, with no regard for the minimum safe distance of the vortices between each other, each ship is isolated in its own area.
Maybe they are still in large numbers, but they are as weak as lambs waiting to be slaughtered.
The Starfire sailed hard, its shipboard weapons roaring continuously, advancing parallel to and containing the severely damaged Reefed Ship.
Even though the Starfire is already a powerful behemoth, it can no longer be compared with the ancient space junk built on the basis of battleships.
The staggering shipwreck aimed all its weapons at Soshyan's flagship, ravaging the latter with barrage after barrage, but received minimal return fire.
The Starfire kept firing torpedoes, while large groups of bombers swarmed out from behind.
Soshyan's goal is not to kill the stranded ship, but to maintain a state of engagement with the opponent to hold him back.
He must prevent the stranded ship from escaping and wait for other capital ships to arrive.
From the outside, the Starfire is burning.
Her shields had failed, and the hull was ablaze with explosions of fire.
While the greenskin fleet was escaping, the Mother of Tears moved forward immediately. At the same time, the flagship of the Imperial Navy, the battleship Fire of Punishment, also sailed at the forefront as the vanguard of the fleet, heading straight for the rocks. came, ready to pour its firepower on the severely damaged green flagship.
Nazdraig finally realized that something was wrong.
Before destroying the Starfire, there was a high probability that he would be destroyed by the concentrated fire of the empire's warships, so he immediately made a decision. "What?"
On the bridge, which was full of smoke and sparks and full of running crew members, Soshyan looked at the scene on the broken display screen in surprise.
The reef-struck ship began to "disintegrate".
It is like an octopus that encounters a natural enemy and begins to abandon unnecessary appendages.
A large number of structures and even cabins began to detach from the reefed ship. The originally bloated body began to slim down, and these abandoned armors, cabins, and even weapons formed a line of steel around it. The ring blocked the Starfire's shooting path.
“It’s going to run!”
Soshyan immediately grabbed the intercom.
"Loken! How is the repair status of the engine?"
"Chapter Commander...ahem! No way! Both power furnaces were damaged to varying degrees, and one power furnace exploded. Risk, we have only one available!"
"What about the power system?"
"Only 36% has been restored!"
"Damn it!"
Soshiyang smashed the communicator with one punch.
The Starfire had reached her limit. Although the Reef had peeled off a layer of armor in front of her, she was unable to inflict serious damage on it.
After losing a lot of encumbrances, the speed of the Reef suddenly increased. It began to break away from the entanglement with the Spark and rushed towards the safe path that had been opened by the greenskin fleet, behind it was the frigates that were constantly harassing and shooting.
And the Mother of Tears, which arrived belatedly, tried desperately to catch up with it.
But in the end, it disappeared into the ripples of the warp.
This tragic naval battle finally came to an end.
When the sound of the cannons died down and fell into silence, and the embers fell into darkness, the fleets of the three battle groups, as well as the fleets of the navy, gathered together again, restored their formations, and faced each other in the debris-strewn space.
"Let's talk about it, everyone."
Malakin almost collapsed on the throne.
"How should we clean up this mess now?"
Except for the Holy Blood Priest who laughed weakly a few times, the rest of the people had no expression on their faces.
Their war group is really ill-fated.
“This is a great shame and a great disgrace.”
The fourth company commander and the master of the fleet spoke first.
"We once again made our allies suspicious, and we... once again shamed the battle flag."
"Why do you say that?"
The captain of the Terminator team disagreed.
"We have brought them the victory they wanted, what more do they want? War will inevitably have accidents, and not every war can be so perfect."
"But the green-skinned warlords Being able to slip away is indeed a missed opportunity for us.”
"This is different from the plan."
Malakin listened to their speeches carefully and nodded thoughtfully from time to time.
Then he took a deep breath and shrugged his exhausted shoulders.
"No need to say any more, I will go to the Spark in person to apologize for my mistakes."
(End of this chapter)