Volume 16 Tower of Babel Chapter 1016: Final Battle (Part 3)
After three rounds of bombardment, the monster fleet had already approached Yaguna Tor - just as Chi Hanfeng expected, the enemy forces were divided into two groups, about half of the combat power bypassed Yaguna Tor and went straight to the Crescent Moon, and the remaining half crashed into Yaguna Tor's energy shield.
"Layton! Open the shield for five seconds, let a batch of people in, then close the door and beat the dogs!" Hound shouted loudly in the team channel.
"Received." The energy shield of Yagunakotor flashed twice and suddenly disappeared. A two-hundred-meter-long light warship and thousands of fighter jets and flying mechas suddenly approached the outer deck of Yagunakotor. Within five seconds, the energy shield had been restored again, blocking the subsequent enemies outside.
"These guys are too fast!" Layton said in the communication channel, "It's only been opened for two seconds, and the number of enemies rushing in is more than three times the budget!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" The Hound jumped up and used the thrusters to move to a position suitable for output. Its two arms plus the four mechanical arms behind it, a total of six weapons, poured out firepower at the same time!
Although these monsters simulated the appearance of battleships and fighter jets, their defensive capabilities were obviously not comparable to those of real battleships. Even individual light weapons could easily penetrate their external armor - no, that thing should perhaps not be called armor, but should be called an "armor-shaped structure."
However, in this case, the weaknesses of these warships and fighter jets, such as cockpits and engines, will no longer exist. Unless they are torn apart by intensive firepower and the main structure is destroyed to pieces, they cannot be shot down even if their "vital points" are hit.
"Concentrate your firepower! Attack that battleship first!" The Hound shouted loudly while delivering damage, "Don't let it hit us directly!"
All the guns on the deck of the Yaguna Tor turned their guns towards the white light warship, and the dense barrage of bullets almost turned the warship into a sieve.
Valentina took the lead in manipulating the Blasphemer mech, jumped directly onto the battleship, and placed the large-caliber machine gun against the battleship's outer armor and fired. The 30mm caliber shells were directly poured into the battleship's interior and then penetrated from the other side. Valentina emptied the entire ammunition chain box in one breath, successfully tearing a huge crack near the bow.
The remaining connection between the battleship's bow and the rear hull could not withstand the huge force and was torn apart immediately. The bow flew to one side, while the hull turned sideways in mid-air and fell on the deck of the Yaguna Tor, flattening the sand sculpture on the beach like a stranded whale, and destroyed the bases of the four gun batteries without any hindrance.
Fortunately, these artillery batteries had been scrapped before, and the crashed warships did not cause too many casualties, and the firepower of Yaguna Tor was not weakened much.
Compared to crashing headfirst while accelerating, the impact force generated by falling sideways from mid-air is much weaker.
"Well done!" The Hound shouted excitedly, "Everyone, divide the battlefield and defeat the enemies one by one! Their individual strength is not strong! We have to fight this battle, and we have to win!"
But just as this sentence was shouted out, a huge change occurred on the battlefield in the next second - the shot down warship disintegrated in just a few seconds, but the disintegrated parts turned into independent individuals, transformed into various tactical mechas, and rushed towards the human defense line.
"Damn it, how could this happen?" The Hound was stunned for half a second, and immediately modified the order, "Everyone, shrink the battle line! Block the gap in the position! Don't let these things break through!"
The hound suspended in the air could see clearly that the combat strategy of these monsters was simple, but also brutal and effective - they used their own changes to catch humans off guard, used their high mobility to move through the battlefield, and then surrounded the human troops hiding behind the bunkers and devoured them bit by bit.
Originally, the Hound planned to have the soldiers disperse the monsters that landed on the deck, separate them, and defeat them one by one, but he didn't expect that this tactic would be used by the monsters first.
The safest way to deal with this kind of attack is to concentrate the troops in one place and form an iron-clad defensive formation. As long as they can withstand the enemy's initial fierce offensive, the balance of victory will gradually tilt towards them.
But the Hound overlooked one thing. At this time, the battlefield was in space, not on the ground. The speed of the soldiers' movement was greatly affected. In addition, most of these soldiers had never experienced training in a zero-gravity environment. Many people who made operational errors floated in the air. Before the monsters could get close, the side had already lost its composure.
The shortcomings in the quality of the combatants were eventually exposed... The Hound also knew that morale was important, but it was difficult to win a battle just by relying on passion.
The few remaining gun turrets were scattered all over the deck, and there was no way to send troops to protect them at this time. The troops in the bunkers in various places suddenly fell into a situation of fighting on their own.
"Let the Undead troops go!" Hound gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what, we must get through this crisis first!"
After receiving the order, the mass-produced fallen angels painted entirely in black were immediately thrown into the battlefield.
Although there are only eighty-four mass-produced Fallen Angels, the combat power of each one is astonishingly strong. The tactical mechas transformed from the monsters cannot even withstand a confrontation with them. Looking down from above the battlefield, the Undead Army is like a black dagger that pierces straight into the pale waves, and wherever the black dagger goes, those pale mechas fall down one after another like wheat crushed by a sickle... no, it should be like wheat crushed by a combine harvester.
After the mechas transformed from single monsters were torn into pieces, they no longer had the ability to "reborn". Under the desperate fighting of the undead troops, the originally precarious situation was finally temporarily stabilized.
"You have just thrown away the most important trump card in your hand. What are you going to do with the next few waves of attacks?" Chi Hanfeng asked the Hound.
"Do I have any choice? If I can't even withstand the first wave of attacks, how can I expect to handle the rest?" The Hound said angrily, "Damn it, I shouldn't have let this battleship in. The single cells that a battleship can split into are dozens of times more than the group of minions guarding it!"
The outer deck of the Yaguna Tor was in a fierce battle everywhere. Fortunately, the Undead troops not only held the enemy's front line, but also killed their way through the entire formation. As time went by, the number of enemies landing on the deck was decreasing rapidly. Although the casualties on the human side were a bit beyond expectations, they were not too much and were still within an acceptable range.
The Hound fell back to the ground, and the engineering mecha driven by Chi Hanfeng immediately slid behind him. Four fuel guns simultaneously refueled the Hound's thrusters, and two robotic arms methodically replaced the gun barrels that had been deformed due to overheating.
"We lost two anti-aircraft turrets, and the casualties of the conventional forces are around 700. Including the personnel who escorted the wounded back to the ship, nearly 1,000 people are unable to participate in the next wave of battle... As for the Undead forces, they lost nine mass-produced Fallen Angels. In addition to these nine destroyed machines, 11 living CPUs burned out prematurely due to overload... Currently, there are only 64 machines that can still fight." Chi Hanfeng reported the data he had just counted to the Hound while replenishing supplies.
"It's pretty close to the number I estimated. According to this loss ratio, we still have a fight... Even if we can't win, we have to at least keep these enemies here. We can't let them pass." The hound turned his head and glanced in the direction of the crescent moon. The enemy group that bypassed Yagunakotor had already gone far away. Only some inconspicuous white dots could be seen with the naked eye. In another ten minutes or so, they would arrive above the crescent moon.
The Hound didn't know how much of Crescent's defensive power was left. All he could do was to hold back as many enemies as possible and reduce the pressure on Crescent Fortress as much as possible.
"Old dog, the situation is not good!" Layton's cry suddenly came from the headset, "The enemies outside have increased the frequency of their attacks, and the energy shield can't hold on any longer. I have to send another batch in, otherwise once the shield generator is overloaded, the energy shield will disappear for at least ten minutes!"
"Damn it... I got it, let it in!" Hound threw the two scrapped rail machine guns in his hand to Chi Hanfeng, took out a dozen individual missiles from the ammunition box attached to the deck, and rushed into the battlefield again.
A few seconds later, the energy shield covering Yagunakotor disappeared again. This time, the number of warships rushing in increased to four!
Valentina tried her best to disintegrate two battleships, and the remaining two were replaced by a dozen mass-produced Fallen Angels - however, the disintegration of the battleships was not the end. The thousands of independent individuals produced after the disintegration were the most troublesome part.
There were bugs, beasts, humans, mechas... and even mass-produced fallen angels and seeds of erosion. The independent individuals separated from the battleships began to deform as soon as they landed on the deck. They were like a piece of living clay, being molded into all kinds of things by a pair of invisible hands.
The Hound's thruster fuel was soon used up again. This time, Chi Hanfeng was busy repairing several machines that had retreated from the front line and had no time to resupply it. The Hound could only fall back onto the deck and engage in close combat with the monsters and mechas that rushed up.
The Hound couldn't remember how long he had been fighting. Although this power armor could save the wearer's energy to the greatest extent, in such fierce fighting, the Hound's physical strength was overdrawn many times. Each time he relied on injecting drugs to hold on... As his physical strength was overdrawn more and more, the potions he chose to inject became more and more powerful... Gradually, the Hound felt that he couldn't see clearly with his eyes, and the voices of other people in the headphones became very vague, as if they came from a very far away place. He could only hear his own heavy breathing and the beating heartbeat of a drum, and nothing else.
He swung the weapon in his hand instinctively. The chainsaw of the chainsword had broken, so he simply used the heavy sword as a blunt weapon, smashing left and right... The Hound felt that it was not himself who was controlling the power armor, but the power armor that was driving his body to complete various movements.
At first, he felt sore muscles, but now, he could not feel anything. Even the pain of the needle piercing the skin when the drug was injected had disappeared. The only feeling was a burning heat spreading through the blood vessels and muscles throughout the body... The drugs were squeezing every drop of potential in his body, and were also overdrawing his remaining vitality.
Another horizontal slash, but this time it failed to knock the enemy away - the hound looked closely and saw that the one who blocked his attack was a pale giant over eight meters tall. It held the chainsaw sword without a chainsaw tightly with one hand, and punched with the other hand, knocking the hound to the ground with his armor.
"He... what the hell... what the hell is this thing? Is it a fusion of multiple individuals... an elite monster?"
The hilt of the chainsword was still firmly held in the hound's hand, but the blade had been broken by the opponent and thrown far away.
The white giant bent down, grabbed the hound's shoulders with both hands, lifted it up, and then slammed it heavily to the ground.
“Bang!”
Normally, sound should not be transmitted in a vacuum, but the hound clearly heard a loud bang, followed by a buzzing sound in its ears.
Something sticky flowed out of the ear canal, and a bloody smell filled the helmet. His nose twitched twice, but he found that the blood was not only flowing from the ears, but also from his nasal cavity and the edges of his eye sockets. There was a salty and fishy smell in his throat, which seemed like it would splash out of his mouth at any time.
"This old man... finally has to confess... Damn it... Layton... you have to give me... good command... for the next..."
Before the Hound could finish his "last words", the pale giant in front of him flew out - several irregularly shaped alloy pillars pierced through its body and nailed it to the deck of the Yaguna Tor.
"Wha…what?"
The hound turned his head with some effort, and he saw a "tin can" coming from behind. This "tin can" was wrapped in a strangely shaped heavy armor. This heavy armor looked like a pile of scrap metal kneaded together... As for the part above the neck, there was no protection at all, leaving the head exposed...
No, that was not a human head, but a skull with the flesh and blood completely stripped away. Two points of bloody red flames flickered in the skull's dark eye sockets.
"What the hell?"
The next second, the heavily armored skeleton reached out and pulled the half-dead hound up from the ground.
