The Empire begins with the Fourth Scourge

547. The Bloody Battle of Bespin (Interlude: E-3 Squadron)

After the previous fierce strangulation, less than 400 of the 1,500 vulture robot fighter jets that took off in the first batch of Fourth Civilization were left, and 7 of the 100 guard-class light air defense destroyers were destroyed.

However, more than 800 of the 2,000 V-19 Torrent light fighters that took off from the Galactic Republic were destroyed, and the space was full of mutilated, frozen and stiff pilot corpses.

Although due to the development of automation and intelligent technology in the Milky Way, 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 the treatment of pilots is not bad, many of them are able to get married and have children in peacetime.

But now, perhaps less than 5 minutes after takeoff, together with the fighter jets that had been with them for several months and worth tens of thousands of credits, they turned into dust in the cold space.

For those in power, launching a war may be just a game that can be played on the table, and every single digit in the long string of numbers may mean the rise and fall of several families.

But intelligent creatures still enjoy it.

From the time when a primitive society wields a stone ax to knock on the heads of its compatriots because of the belonging of a prey, to the interstellar era when pressing a button can launch a destructive weapon that slaughters a city or even a planet...

War never changes.

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 of the Galactic Republic has arrived, and the fierce battle is starting again...

New corpses were also started to be made again.

Matt Horner once again took off more than 1,000 vulture robot fighters, and these are the rest of the vulture robot fighters carried by the 10 Sowa-class aircraft carriers in his hands.

But it's not just the last power in his hands.

A squadron of Z-95 headhunter fighter jets passed by at high speed in space. The squadron leader driver looked at the dashboard in front of him to confirm his position.

"Squadron E-3, you are about to enter the key fire area of ​​the opponent's No. 16 battleship. The current distance is 174 kilometers. Their turrets are aiming in your direction. Please avoid it." The message from the flight control came through the communication.

The squadron leader looked out the window. Although the position of the No. 16 battleship was still outside the visual range, under the reflection of the huge gaseous giant planet Bespin, some black spots could still be vaguely seen, and there were constantly flashing dots. Lights also come on from time to time.

The siren started to sound in the cabin, which was an alarm that was targeted by the enemy's fire control radar. The squadron leader and other fighters immediately began to turn and perform irregular evasive actions.

Bunches of bright laser beams continued to shine, but they were all avoided by these pilots in advance.

"Confirm the position of the opponent's No. 14 battleship." The squadron leader said while adjusting the equipment in the cockpit.

"The separatist Cole-class battlecruiser, number 14, the enemy name Jianghai, was penetrated by our battleship Roscoe 2 minutes ago. According to the optical scan, there are 5 fire points. They are accelerating at 80G Back, the current distance is 2103.3 kilometers from you." The flight control center replied.

"Apply to change the target and attack the opponent's No. 16 ship." The squadron leader said.

"I-5 Squadron, I-7 Squadron and I-10 Squadron are carrying out the attack mission of No. 16 ship, and the application is rejected." The flight control center paused for two seconds, and then added, "According to the latest scanning results, No. 14 Squadron The fire point of the ship has been extinguished, and it has been detected that the bow cannon is charging, and they have not lost their combat effectiveness, please continue to attack. The opponent's battleship has thick armor, 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 and the energy response of the central 40m caliber supermatter electromagnetic gun being charged were marked with light spots.

"E-3 received." After the squadron leader finished speaking, he pushed the joystick and flew directly towards the No. 14 battleship, followed by other fighter jets in the squadron.

The anti-aircraft fire fired from the front is getting denser and more lasers, and the electronic system keeps marking for them the positions of the turrets that charge and fire at them, but even so, they still can't avoid them all.

One of the fighter jets in the squadron was hit by a near-defense laser beam, the shield was overloaded suddenly, 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 started repairing immediately, but it still couldn’t stop the fire from spreading. At this moment, another beam of laser light was irradiated on the fighter jet, and the entire Z-95 fighter jet was turned into a ball of fire by the high temperature. Explosively disintegrated.

"They killed Jeff!" the other driver yelled.

"It's an anti-aircraft destroyer! The distance is 192 kilometers, and it is approaching us! There is another ship at 7 o'clock!"

"Keep the formation, avoid it!" The squadron leader said immediately, they fired a wave of blaster cannons according to the coordinates provided by the flight control center, regardless of whether they were hit or not, the squadron leader looked over there and said: "Shoot protons!" torpedo!"

"It's too far away, captain, it won't work!" said a pilot.

"But it will take the pressure off us! Launch!"

The proton torpedo mounted under the wing of the Z-95 fighter jet ignited and launched immediately. The blue plasma flame was not conspicuous in the dark cosmic background, but it carried extremely powerful power.

Sure enough, 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 sent a signal that the proton torpedo was intercepted, and the frontal anti-aircraft firepower strengthened again.

Another team of V-19 Torrent fighters approached them, and said in the communication: "We are here to perform escort work. The Condor fighter jets in this area have been cleared. Let's deal with those anti-aircraft destroyers. Remember to shoot the proton torpedoes to those separated into the eyes of doctrine."

"Leave it to me, brother." The squadron leader replied with a thumbs up on the screen.

The team of V-19 Torrent fighter jets flew over immediately, fired a wave of missiles at a guard-class light air defense destroyer in front, and then surrounded them like locusts, continuously firing blasters and missiles, which really attracted the opponent's attention. Note that the near-fire artillery is crazily firing at these fighters.

At this time, one of our own battleships in the rear was already aiming at this side, and the heavy turbolaser gun shot over, directly destroying the shield of this guard-class air defense destroyer, and then it was shot by the blast energy beam and missiles of the V-19 fighter. The hits continued, and the hull began to catch fire, billowing thick smoke.

However, the remaining 5 near-anti-aircraft guns on this guard-class air defense destroyer were still firing non-stop, and even shot down 3 V-19 fighter jets, including the one he was talking to just now.

"A Separatist Higra class is turning to speed up. The route is intersecting with yours. Be careful to avoid it." Before the squadron leader could feel emotional, the voice of the flight control came from the communication.

As soon as the voice from the flight controller fell, the squadron leader only saw a flat, streamlined battleship approaching at an extremely fast speed. Within a few seconds, it quickly approached from beyond the visual distance and occupied the entire field of vision!

The Z-95 squadron passed by the huge 1009-meter hull of the Higra-class battlecruiser, and the squadron leader could even see that the heavy particle beam cannon at the front of the battleship was turning to aim, and then fired a beam of dazzling beams. Guang Guang didn't know which warship of his side was hit.

Noticing their team of Z-95 fighter jets, the near-fire artillery above the Higra-class battlecruiser fired wildly. The powerful firepower immediately broke up their squadron, and another fighter jet 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 Higra-class battlecruiser!

"Terry! Can't leave the formation! Come back!!" As soon as the squadron leader finished speaking, the fighter jet was shot intensively by the Higra-class near-fire artillery, and it was blown into pieces in an instant.

At the same time, the proton torpedo launched by the fighter blasted four light blue proton clouds on the Higra class, the shield flickered for a while, and the battleship quickly flew away.

"Battleship No. 14! Just ahead! 120 kilometers! Their shields haven't been recirculated yet!" a pilot shouted.

However, almost at this instant, an incomparably dazzling ray of light shot over from there instantly! This ray of light is so huge, it seems to this fighter squadron to be in a dazzling river of light! For a moment, their eyes were dazzled by this ray of light. Fortunately, the system automatically closed their eyepieces so that their eyes would not be blinded by this ray of light.

This ray of light was several kilometers away from them, but its powerful power also caused their system to flicker.

"The fighter jet is out of control! I..." Before the pilot of a fighter jet could finish his sentence, he was hit continuously by the oncoming anti-aircraft fire, and the fighter jet exploded into a ball of fire.

The speed of the fighter jets was extremely fast, and within a few seconds of all this happening, their target, the figure of the No. 14 battleship, appeared in front of them!

This is a Cole-class battlecruiser. Its style is completely different from the warships of the Galactic Republic. It stimulates their eyes. The cannon fired, and in the center of the bow, the muzzle of the 40m caliber super giant gun was still red, and white smoke was constantly ejected, which was the coolant cooling the muzzle.

And it can be clearly seen that there are five huge defects on the battlecruiser, the largest one is almost more than 10 meters wide, and many spherical drones are urgently repairing the defects of the battleship.

"They are using drones to repair battleships!" A pilot shouted, "There must be a drone mothership nearby!"

"Focus on our target! Fire the proton torpedo!" the squadron leader shouted angrily.

At this time, the voice of the flight controller suddenly came from the communication, "E-3 Squadron, there are a lot of weak radar responses in front of you! Please pay attention!"

"You bastard, what is a weak radar response!" The squadron leader cursed loudly.

But he knew immediately what it meant!

In the empty space ahead, more than a dozen missiles suddenly appeared out of thin air. Since these missiles were launched at extremely close range, there was almost no possibility of evasion!

The three fighters in the squadron were hit almost at the same time, and were instantly blown into countless pieces!

"It's a stealth fighter! Be careful!!!" The squadron leader exclaimed, his flying skills were extremely skilled, he immediately rolled several times in the air and fired induction bombs at the same time, and finally escaped. A weak radar response finally appeared on the onboard radar.

A one-sided air battle immediately unfolded around the 1,100-meter-long Cole-class battlecruiser.

There was almost no pause at all, and several bursts of pulsed lasers were fired. The squadron leader almost dodged the completely unpredictable fire, but the fighter was still approached by the Cole-class battlecruiser in front of him. The fire protection was hit, the shield capacitor was overloaded and damaged, and then the fighter was hit by a pulsed laser from a stealth fighter, and the navigation robot was instantly destroyed. Thick smoke billowed in front of the plane, even blocking his sight.

The remaining fighters of the squadron also entered the fray, shooting indiscriminately at the invisible enemy before being destroyed one by one.

The squadron leader tore off the nameplate on his shoulder, on which his name and serial number were written - Galactic Republic, Grand Republic Army, 19th Legion, 1102nd Flying Group, E-3 Squadron, Captain, Maxtor. Hometown: Planet Coruscant, 2144th floor, G-7 residential division, street...

Then he opened a small drawer in the cockpit. At the same time, the small holographic projector projected an image of a family reunion, a wife in her 20s, a 4-year-old child, and her 28-year-old husband—Maxto .

He put the nameplate into the small drawer, looked up at the huge Cole-class battlecruiser in front of him, his eyes almost burst into flames, "Come on!! You despicable separatists!! Try your Grandfather of the Republic is amazing!!!"

The speed of the Z-95 Headhunter fighter was increased as much as possible, and all the induction bombs and smoke in the fighter were fired, and his target was the biggest damaged gap on this battleship!

The battleship immediately mobilized two close-in defense turrets to attack him, and there were also a few invisible ghost fighters that followed and fired continuously, but the squadron leader Maxtor was like a god at this time, and unexpectedly avoided Most of the attacks!

He is obviously a weak force sensitive person!

At this moment, under the burning of his life and soul, he unexpectedly exploded with the strength close to that of a Jedi apprentice!

But the miracle would not last forever, and the near-fire artillery finally hit his fighter. At the moment before the fighter was hit, Maxtor pressed the launch button as if he had a tacit understanding.

While the fighter jet was completely shredded by the near-fire force, two proton torpedoes were launched, and almost instantly got into the biggest gap of this Cole-class battlecruiser!

Immediately afterwards, there was a cloud of light blue protons, followed by the collapse and expansion of matter, and a huge burst of energy...

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"The Cole-class battlecruiser Jianghai was hit by a suicide attack by Republic fighter jets and was severely damaged. Its energy supply dropped to 16%. Request to evacuate."

Matt Horner looked at the report in front of him, 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 to carry out an almost cruel and merciless massacre against the invading Galactic Republic fighter group!

The fighters of the Republic have almost no possibility of finding the stealthy ghost fighters at the ideal engagement distance, and the flight control command center of the Jaeger-class battlecruiser behind them has already been busy, and it is impossible to effectively command such fighters.

Countless fighter jets were destroyed and countless pilots sacrificed...

The battle is still going on and getting crueler...

Like that war,

War...war never changes.

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[PS: This chapter describes the interstellar battle from the most subtle individual point of view, don't say I'm watery. 】

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