Chapter 678: Run Through
Galaxy 31 years.
After three years of nearly light-speed sprinting with more than 300 million double-neutron shells, the six-clawed people's expeditionary fleet was now less than half an hour away.
The six-clawed people's expeditionary fleet was not all gathered together, but was divided into three echelons: front, middle and rear.
Among them, Di Rong, who was in charge of commanding the vanguard echelon, was on duty in the flagship's cockpit.
With the help of a vision aid, it looked at the brilliant starry sky on the dome display screen, but it felt very depressed.
In fact, these six-clawed people are suffering from mental illness. After all, the threat posed by alien civilization has kept them in a highly depressed state.
If this continues for a long time, it would be strange if mental illness does not occur.
However, just as Di Rong was looking at the starry sky aimlessly.
A series of alarms suddenly sounded from the cockpit's detection system.
Di Rong suddenly came to his senses: "What happened?"
Less than five seconds.
The hulls of several space battleships sailing in the front suddenly exploded, as if balloons were punctured by something.
"What's going on?" Di Rong was shocked.
The next second, violent explosions and vibrations occurred inside the space battleship where it was located.
[Alert! Power system damaged 84%...]
[Starting the backup energy supply system...]
Damn it! What on earth happened? Di Rong rolled and crawled to the dashboard: "Quickly avoid it..."
"No! The backup energy system has also damaged 66% of its energy modules. The current power is not enough to change orbit quickly." The deputy captain responded sadly.
At this time, more than one thousand space battleships in the vanguard echelon were attacked by more than 300 million double-neutron shells.
Although because the distance was too far, the area covered by these more than 300 million double-neutron shells was relatively large, resulting in only less than one thousandth of the double-neutron shells sweeping across the vanguard echelon of the Six-Clawed Expeditionary Fleet.
However, even if it is less than one thousandth, it is still close to 300,000 double-neutron shells.
Plus, there’s a certain time difference between these double-neutron shells.
Even if the hit rate is less than one percent.
In an instant, 677 space battleships were destroyed and 252 space battleships were seriously damaged.
The entire forward echelon lost nearly 68% of its strength.
However, the attack is not over yet, because the double neutron shells fired by the Neptune particle cannon are in batches.
This resulted in the space battleships that attempted to avoid the attack by changing their trajectories being attacked by subsequent double neutron shells.
On the contrary, the remaining space battleships that remained in the original course were not hit by the first batch of subsequent double-neutron shells.
Inside the severely damaged forward flagship.
After listening to the reports from various formations, Di Rong was filled with only despair and fear.
Of course, it had already issued an alarm to the central and rear echelons of the army at the first possible moment.
But after a dozen hours.
Di Rong received news that made him even more desperate.
"The central army echelon suffered a 55% loss, and the rear army echelon suffered a 43% loss. Is the early warning useless?" Di Rong slumped in his seat, and the ultrasonic sound coming out of his mouth contained a hint of self-abandonment and powerlessness.
The deputy captain saw the depressed Di Rong and quickly reminded him: "Commander Di Rong, please reorganize the fleet command meeting as soon as possible. We don't have time."
Since the flagships of the central and rear echelons were destroyed by the sudden attack, now Di Rong is the only one left among the three core commanders of their expeditionary fleet.
Di Rong's tentacles trembled, but he finally regained his spirit: "We can't go on. We must change the direction of navigation immediately."
"What about the other two echelons?"
Di Rong shook his tentacles: "Let them choose a direction to escape! Don't flee in the same direction. We will immediately move to the undamaged space battleships."
It knew that it could not move forward now. The enemy's strength and strangeness created an invincible shadow in Di Rong's heart.
Soon, the other two echelons also quickly selected several temporary commanders according to Di Rong's authorization, and then the three echelons concentrated all the reusable resources on the intact space battleships.
With desperate efforts, they completed one-tenth of the material collection and personnel transfer in less than an hour.
However, while they were desperately collecting supplies and evacuating personnel.
There is only about half an hour left before the second batch of double-neutron shells arrive.
In terms of the cosmic scale, the six-clawed people's spaceships had a relatively low speed, and they slowed down to transfer personnel and collect usable materials, which resulted in their spaceships having to accelerate again.
In fact, even if they knew about this time difference, they would have no way to take advantage of it, because the double-neutron shells flying at near the speed of light cannot be locked in time using ordinary detection technology.
After more than an hour's delay.
They were hit again with double neutron shells.
The horrific penetrating wounds turned many of the six-clawed people's space battleships into piles of scrap metal, leaving only flickering flames, telling the universe the six-clawed people's final cries.
This time, the warship that Di Rong was on escaped again.
However, looking at the light on the dashboard that was quickly extinguished, it was filled with grief. But it knew that this was not the time to be sad. Di Rong sent out a shrill ultrasonic sound:
"Abandon the supplies and personnel of other warships, and follow me with the intact warships!"
"yes!"
There are less than a hundred intact space battleships left in the vanguard echelon.
They quickly changed track to the left.
As for the remnants of the other two echelons, Di Rong didn't care about them. He just hoped that they would have better luck and could avoid the enemy's attack.
Six and a half hours later.
Di Rong received a report from the central echelon that they only had 163 space battleships left.
Fourteen hours later.
Another report was received from the rear echelon, which had suffered even greater losses, because after suffering the second attack, the rear echelon fled in the direction of the North Star in panic.
Then they happened to encounter a part of dense double neutron shells, and now they only had 52 space battleships left.
After seeing the losses of the other two echelons, Di Rong couldn't help but tremble: "Are we going to perish here?"
The other six-clawed people in the cockpit were also filled with despair and fear at this time.
The enemy's strength and weirdness completely overturned their understanding of weapons.
An atmosphere of failure spread among the surviving six-clawed people.
Just as they were moving at full speed and accelerating desperately, an hour and a half later, the third batch of double-neutron shells arrived as expected.
The terrifying penetration swept through the remaining six-clawed space battleships again.
Once again, more than half of the warships became scrap metal.
And the warship that Di Rong was on actually survived again.
But it was not happy because it didn't know how many waves of enemy attacks there were.
