Interstellar Apocalypse: I lead players to dismantle spaceships

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Tom cursed.

Just now, the federal fleet, which was locked in a bitter battle, was surprised to find that the space rift behind the worm had closed on its own. Not only did it heal, it also cut the void worm in half, which was spitting out swarms of worms unscrupulously.

The federal people who saw this scene immediately cheered. If it weren't for the wrong time, they would almost have celebrated.

My heart says a bug is a bug. Wasn't this beast very arrogant before?

Look, you're going to kill yourself!

The swarms of insects had been reinforcing them before, but no one could stop the void worms at all. Everyone pessimistically thought that they would be unable to withstand it and that humans would be overwhelmed by the endless swarm of insects.

But now I see that the insect reinforcements are gone, victory is in sight!

As long as this battle is won, everyone present will be the heroes of the Federation and even the entire universe, with great wealth and glory.

Unfortunately, the slap in the face came too quickly.

Not long after they were happy, they discovered to their horror that the void worm that had been broken into two parts was not dead!

Not only did he not die, he also broke free from his previous restraints and fought towards the federal fleet.

Gan, are you an earthworm?

Can't this kill you?

As a result, the war situation took a turn for the worse, from advancing in triumph to fleeing in despair.

There is no way, this thing is too big, even bigger than the Federation's largest Infinity-class mothership. The huge abyss mouth swallowed the Minotaur like a snack, and the dense teeth chewed it into pieces in two bites. Crunchy!

The bigger Gorgon also had no bite.

Who can withstand this!

There were only five Infinity-class ships present, three with minor injuries and two with serious injuries. Anyone who dared to test the Infinity-class's teeth, including Tom's Enterprise, had no choice but to flee.

"This can't continue like this. We have to kill that beast, otherwise we won't be able to maintain the front line at all."

"Damn, of course I know! But it's too fast, and the Infinity-class main gun can't aim!"

In the command channel, the captains, commanders, and staff members were in chaos.

The Endless Class is rarely dispatched alone. It is usually firmly guarded in the center by a huge fleet, and can calmly launch devastating power at the enemy.

But now all the ships are too busy to take care of themselves. Even ships as powerful as the Endless can only run away. It is impossible to reverse the ship. They have to turn around and run away in time.

"How about... sacrificing one Endless-class ship as bait, and then letting the other four focus on the Void Worm?"

Finally someone suggested.

"Our Tenth Fleet has already lost one Infinity-class ship, and we can't let the second one out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the commander of the Seventh Fleet, Vice Admiral Howard, flatly refused.

Their United Mining has already exploded a flagship. If another flagship is exploded, United Mining will inevitably fall into decline, which the group will not allow under any circumstances.

Even if everyone died together today, it would be better than just their family dying!

It was natural for Howard to refuse, but the other two families were in trouble.

The idea is easy to come up with, but the question is who is willing to sacrifice a super flagship of his own. It is not just a battleship, but also has tens of thousands of elite crew members on it.

The money and time required to train these crews is astronomical!

At this time Tom suddenly spoke up.

"Since no one is willing to sacrifice the flagship, I propose to send carrier-based aircraft to carry proton torpedoes into the worm's body and disintegrate it from the inside."

The channel suddenly became quiet.

"How sure are you of success?"

Kingsley asked, his voice so tired that it sounded shaky.

If there was no way to evacuate, he would have run away long ago.

Tom's young voice was firm and crazy, "I'm not sure, but this is the only way! Do you have a better way?"

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Everyone was silent again.

After a while, "Okay, let's do it!"

"I have a batch of improved Wraith fighter jets here that can achieve optical stealth."

"Okay! Immediately summon all the ace pilots to return and let them assemble on the Enterprise!"

"I'm afraid the proton torpedo is not powerful enough. Our ship is equipped with an experimental photon torpedo. I will send a transport ship immediately. Please pay attention to receive it!"

"I tried my best to mobilize a group of escort ships. I hope the boys can survive until the end."

"God bless Amerika!"

Everyone in the channel responded one after another.

At this critical juncture, they didn't dare to hide their secrets. As long as they didn't sacrifice the flagship, everything else was easy.

Soon, a death squad was organized.

The number is not too much, there are only 37 improved Wraiths, and each fighter plane is equipped with two of the latest photon torpedoes.

It's not that they don't want to send more people, it's just that there is no one left.

There are swarms of insects everywhere outside. Federation pilots have already taken off to meet the enemy. Many aces have died on the battlefield. Even if they are called back, not many can return safely in the end.

So in the end, only a few people were gathered, which looked extremely pitiful.

You know,

When the players attacked the Imperial Dreadnought, there were more than 100 Phoenix fighters.

The Imperial fleet is smaller than the swarm, and the Phoenix fighter planes are more powerful than the Wraith fighter planes. Even so, the players still paid horrific casualties.

So the current situation makes everyone despair.

"No, there aren't enough people! There's only one chance, and we can't afford to organize a second raid!"

"But where are the ace pilots? All the available pilots are here!"

Tom suddenly had an idea.

"Yes! Immediately ask for help from the surrounding mercenary groups! Ask them to send pilots over. There will always be a few that can be used. They can also be used as cannon fodder!"

"That's right, there are still forces on the periphery of the battlefield that have not participated in the war. Damn it! You are still waiting to see what time it is. We must requisition them ruthlessly!"

Soon, groups of people arrived at the Federation flagship Enterprise.

Regardless of whether they were voluntary or forced, 300 people were finally gathered, and the death squad barely took shape.

"Sir, I think two photon torpedoes are too few. I apply for four! Six would be better!"

In the huge hangar, a group of new pilots suddenly approached the person in charge of ground handling.

The federal officer looked shocked.

"Do you know what you are talking about? The Wraith fighter is not a specialized attack aircraft. Carrying two photon torpedoes is the limit. Carrying four will definitely affect your maneuverability, let alone six. You will be overtaken by insects. !”

Unexpectedly, the other party waved his hand nonchalantly.

They were still laughing at this time. Don't they know that they are going to die?

"It's okay! It's a one-way ticket anyway. You can't find out that it's not powerful enough when you get to the place, right? Help us install it, and the same goes for the fighters of these brothers behind me!"

The Union officers stood in awe.

This is a group of fearless warriors who deserve respect.

"Okay, I will install 6 torpedoes for you! In addition, I also have an experimental external engine here, but it requires the driver to bear a huge load. Do you want it?"

The other person's face lit up with joy.

"Please!"

The federal officer hurriedly waved his hand, "No, I should beg you! Please, for the sake of the Federation and the entire galaxy!"

As he spoke, he gave a standard federal military salute.

"Which mercenary group you are from, I will definitely remember you."

The visitor showed a bright smile.

"The name of our mercenary group is Shen Tang!"

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