Colonial Suit

Boom… With an earth-shattering roar, the massive Kunt battlecruiser swelled up like a baked loaf of bread. Dozens of seconds later, a violent shockwave tore through the ship's internal structure, burst through its hull, and blasted the entire warship into fragments. Countless Kunt soldiers were consumed in this devastating explosion. The massive Kunt warship disintegrated into countless pieces, scattering in all directions. One fragment even sliced a nearby Boca spaceship in two.

The power of a nuclear reactor explosion was truly terrifying, especially in a confined environment.

At the same moment, many others were making the same decision as Scarface Captain.

In an instant, the front of the Boca formation erupted in a dense chain of explosions. One after another, massive Kunt spaceships were torn apart, the explosions and firelight resembling burning stars. The number of human casualties also suddenly surged.

But it was all worth it. Almost instantly, a large hole was torn in the Boca formation. Over a thousand Kunt warships were destroyed, exposing the Boca warships behind them.

These magnificent Boca warships were deploying all their arcane cannons, preparing to unleash a saturation attack on the human fleet. The sudden breach in their front 'wall' left them in a state of 'shock,' unable to react immediately. The remaining human heavy assault ships, like wolves spotting lambs, pierced through the wreckage of their comrades with bloodlust and roars, plunging headlong into the formation. "Damn bastards, your cries are my favorite music!"

"Cry, scream, and then die!!"

"Paint your faces with your blood!!"

Steel collided with steel, metal clashed with alien matter. In an instant, the Boca formation descended into chaos. Tens of thousands of heavy assault ships, like rampaging war elephants, frantically overturned ship fragments. Boca warships desperately tried to evade, but their deployed formation hindered their efforts.

It had to be said that the human heavy assault ships were simply too brutal. These massive, heavy, yet simple weapons highlighted the human aesthetic of war: cutting-edge technology was not necessarily superior; practicality was the best. And compared to ordinary warships that required tens of thousands of crew members, heavy assault ships required a minimum crew of only a hundred, further reducing casualties.

The Boca warships were unlucky. Their armor was already weak, and their primary defense relied on shields. But shields were extremely ineffective against heavy assault ships. After all, even a small asteroid could not withstand the impact of billions of tons of mass, let alone shields formed by energy fields. So, in an instant, the Boca formation descended into utter chaos. One after another, Boca warships were struck by heavy assault ships, sending fragments of armor flying like golden rain.

Countless gun barrels were raised, and countless shells flew from their chambers. When the human firepower fleet fully entered war mode, the instantaneous burst of firepower was simply appalling. Blinding flames burned the starry sky, and steel and plasma formed an ocean. Beneath the muzzles of the fleet, even stars would melt and turn to ashes.

Boca warships were certainly no match for stars, so they suffered heavy losses.

However, as the warships with the strongest attack in the universe, their counterattacks also inflicted heavy losses on the humans. The Boca optical brain had faster reaction speeds and locking accuracy than human AI. So much so that even with the interference of the heavy assault ships, they could retaliate with the fastest speed and the fiercest firepower.

In the next moment, both the human and Boca formations were engulfed in endless fire. The shockwaves of exploding ships formed dense rings in space. If someone were watching on a statistical AI, they would notice that the dots representing the units of both sides on the light screen disappeared in large numbers the instant they exchanged fire.

Many here means very, very many, in units of ten thousand.

"Fire!"

"Acquiring new target. Switching to tungsten particle rounds! We will burn through their shields!"

"Don't think of yourself as having the power of a heavy assault ship. Magnetic railguns weaken over ultra-long distances, and the final effect will be no better than a spit. We need density and speed! Overwhelm them, drown them! Before we get burned through!!"

Inside the fleet, the voices of human commanders rose and fell. Roars were constantly transmitted.

Indeed, human warships had a great disadvantage compared to the Boca, after all, humanity had only risen for a short millennium, and its technology was not at all comparable to that of the old aristocracy. But humans also had their own advantages: numbers and cheapness. As long as there was steel, there was civilization, as long as there were humans, there were heroes. War was never a one-person game.

"Concentrated fire!!"

"New target, switch to antimatter rounds!"

"Concentrated fire!!"

"New target, switch to uranium particle rounds!"

One order after another, one barrage after another. Humans, with an attack frequency of hundreds of millions per second, densely covered the Boca fleet like a violent storm, drowning them in an ocean of steel and plasma. The Boca warships' shields swayed and shattered constantly. At the same time, they would also fire beams of arcane light in the dense attack, piercing through human ships time and time again.

Huge heavy assault ships were penetrated…

Firepower warships covered in gun barrels were cut in half…

Even the heavily armored battleships with heavy cannons could not last more than a few seconds in front of the Boca warships' arcane cannons. As the strongest firepower of 'ordinary people,' arcane cannons were so frightening.

But no one retreated. In the vast starry sky, human ships were like waves moving forward, the front waves extinguished, the rear waves followed. One wave after another impacted the Boca's defenses. Although this was only an insignificant part of the entire battlefield, for the Boca, this part could be magnified until it affected the entire battle.

Because it could not afford such heavy exchanges, it did not have so many soldiers who regarded death as home.

Perhaps they had them ten thousand years ago, but they did not have them today.

Luxurious life had worn away their former sharpness, and the privileges of the cosmic aristocracy had also corrupted them. This king, who had once occupied the power of the universe for ten thousand years, finally revealed its decline at this moment.

No one knew when the Boca defense line began to retreat.

No one knew when the Sasha's warships appeared in the Boca formation. Relying on their powerful regeneration and corrosive weapons, they gradually eliminated the human heavy assault ships that had rushed into the formation. At the same time, they replaced the Kunt warships that had just been defeated, reorganizing the 'wall' for the Boca.

The two ancient, long-standing, arrogant races finally joined hands at this moment to face the ants in front of them.

At this time, human battle losses… all kinds of ships, 2.36 million, personnel, 1.76 billion.

Blood flowed into an ocean in the starry sky…