The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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After the engine turned off briefly, the Spark started moving quickly.

After stopping the attack for the Eternal Night, she didn't intend to withdraw from the battle like this, but rushed directly towards the Reef Strike.

The nearby green-skinned warships opened fire one after another, shooting torpedoes and rockets towards the course of the Starfire.

But she is still moving forward.

The warhead slammed into her deck, carrying a ball of plasma through the armor, throwing molten metal into the void.

But she is still moving forward.

In the complete cabin, the regiment servants and pilots put new torpedoes into the launch tube.

The first wave of counterattack started from here. The torpedoes quickly passed the distance between the target and exploded on the bow and back of the green-skin warship, knocking them out of their heads.

At the same time, more green-skinned warships joined the interception.

The explosion shook the already damaged shell of the Starfire.

But she is still moving forward.

The small green-skinned battleship began to turn to escape the burning battleship, but the Starfire opened fire again.

The shields disappeared under the torrent of macro artillery shells. In an instant, their hulls melted and the reactor exploded.

The Xinghuo was burning fiercely, and it was still fighting desperately, vowing to leave the Rocket.

A long black crack replaced the starboard side of the Starfire, and the two main propulsion ports were melted to a residue shape, causing a fire to sweep the entire engine deck, killing countless slaves and servants in the engine room.

But her artillery fire had begun to bombard the shield of the Reef Strike, leaving this behemoth trapped on the battlefield for a while.

"We are late!"

Finally, the ancient battle barge Mother of Tears of the Weeping Band, with a group of warships, made the biggest breakthrough on the greenskin blockade.

The stubborn Greenskins tried to turn their heads back to fight, but they led to a further split in their formation, which gave Evernight and the Fire of Punishment a chance.

"A full-line attack! We must sink the enemy's flagship!"

Lord Magyar also gave up his hunting plan and led the fleet to rush, regardless of casualties.

The weakness of Green Skin's personality is quickly magnified in this situation.

In just a few minutes, a fleet of coherent and targetable fleets ceased to exist.

One part wanted to continue fighting, the other part didn't want to be buried here, and another part was vacillating. The entire fleet was torn apart in all directions, and the so-called orders and instructions were also forgotten.

All hopes of working together to launch a breakthrough have been completely shattered. The worm-like separate escapes left the greenskins torn apart and weakened. The battleships separated from the attack line and rolled and turned to maneuver.

Their subspace engines have been activated, and there is no concern about the minimum safe distance between each other's eddy currents, and each ship is trapped in an isolated situation in its own area.

Perhaps they are still in large numbers, but they are as weak as lambs to be slaughtered.

The Xinghuo sailed hard, and the shipboard weapons continued to roar, marching in parallel with the severely damaged Reef Strike and restraining it.

Even though the Xinghuo is already a powerful giant ship, it can no longer be compared with the space ancient junk built on the basis of battleships.

The staggering Reef Strike aimed all of its weapons at Soshyan's flagship, ravaged the latter with rounds of barrage, but received minimal counterattacks.

The Spark kept launching torpedoes, and large groups of bombers swarmed out from behind.

Soshyan's goal is not to kill the Rockefeller, but to maintain a state of engagement with the opponent to hold the opponent.

He must prevent the Strike from escaping and wait for the arrival of other capital ships.

From the outside, the Spark is burning.

Her shield has failed, and the hull is covered with exploding fire everywhere.

While the Greenskin Fleet escaped, the Mother of Tears took the lead. At the same time, the flagship of the Imperial Navy, the battleship Fire of Punishment, was also at the forefront of the fleet as the vanguard of the fleet, heading straight to the Reef, ready to be ready. Pour its firepower onto the seriously damaged green-skinned flagship.

Nazdrag finally realized that something was wrong.

Before destroying the Starfire, he was likely to be destroyed by the imperial warships, so he immediately made a decision.

"what?"

On the bridge full of smoke and sparks and full of running crew members, Soshyan looked at the scene on the broken screen in surprise.

The Reef Strike began to "disintegrate."

It is like an octopus encountering natural enemies, and begins to abandon unnecessary appendages.

A large number of structures, even the cabin began to separate from the Reef, the original bloated body began to lose weight, and these abandoned armor, cabins, and even weapons formed a ring of steel around it, covering the sparks. Shooting path.

"It's going to run!"

Soshyan immediately grabbed the internal communicator.

"Loken! How is the engine repaired?"

"Team commander...cough cough! No way! Both power furnaces are damaged to varying degrees, and one power furnace must be shut down if there is an explosive wind! We currently have only one available!"

"What about the power system?"

"Only 36% recovered!"

"Damn it!"

Soshyang smashed the communicator with a punch.

Xinghuo has reached her limit~www.ltnovel.com~ Although the Rocket has peeled off a layer of armor in front of her, she is unable to inflict heavy damage on it.

After losing a lot of burden, the speed of Strike Reef suddenly increased. It began to break away from the entanglement with Spark, and rushed all the way to a safe path that had been opened by the Greenskin Fleet. Behind it was a frigate that was constantly harassing and shooting.

And the long overdue Mother of Tears, desperately trying to catch up with it.

But in the end, it disappeared in the ripples of subspace.

This tragic naval battle finally came to an end.

When the sound of the guns faded to silence, the embers fell back into the darkness, and the fleets of the three battle groups and the navy's fleet regrouped and regained their formation, facing each other in the space full of debris.

"Everyone talk about it."

Malakin almost slumped on the throne.

"Now how do we clean up this mess?"

Except for the faintly dry smile of the holy blood priest, there was no expression on the faces of the others.

Their battle group is really ill-fated.

"This is a great shame."

The fourth company commander, the master of the fleet spoke first.

"We made our allies suspicious again, and we... once again put the banner of war to shame."

"Why do you say that?"

The captain of the Terminator team disagreed.

"We have brought them the victory they want. What else do we want? Wars will inevitably have accidents. Not every war can be so perfect."

"But the green-skinned warlord can slip away, it is indeed our missed opportunity."

"This is a departure from the plan."

Malakin listened carefully to their speech and nodded thoughtfully from time to time.

Then he took a deep breath and shrugged his tired shoulders.

"Needless to say, I will personally go to the Spark to apologize for my fault."