Chapter 13

Due to being attracted by the Lucchese, the enemy flagship apparently charged forward, and the enemy fleet was instantly somewhat disjointed.

With Captain Martin's order, the cruisers and destroyers that were originally hiding behind the cold stars and boulders rushed out, firing wildly at the enemy's following ships.

Several of the enemy cruisers and destroyers were hit by the main guns of the Stellar class at such a close distance, and instantly lost their combat power with large holes all over their bodies, and the following enemy ships also scrambled to respond to the enemy without regard to the flagships that had rushed out.

Due to the lack of unified command, there was no coordination in their actions.

On the contrary, Martin's side commanded properly, seized this fleeting opportunity, he ordered all the warships to prioritize the destruction of the enemy's most threatening cruiser, several warships tacitly set fire, instantly blew several enemy ships into wreckage.

The enemy ships finally reacted, and pounced towards Martin next to Cold Star, but those destroyers behind him with stellar-class main guns wouldn't let them get away with it easily, and followed them up while their guns kept firing.

Both sides of the fleet so hang together, in Martin's competent command of the battle gradually clear up.

On the arched bridge of the Tyndall, Serki waved his fists and paced angrily.

'Raphael! You mustn't speak! You saw the big hole in the Lucchese's body, what kind of threat can that guy be to us if he hasn't even been repaired, and I'll have you court-martialed if you keep shaking up the military!" He said.

Raphael obediently closed his mouth and retreated to the side, at this time he had mixed feelings in his heart, to put forward different opinions is originally the work of the staff.

But this obstinate superior in front of him was eager for quick success, and he couldn't listen to a single word of his words.

He could only pray that our side could win this modest star war, so that he could avoid his boss's punishment.

Because the victor is very forgiving, and if we lose this star war, even if we can withdraw to our home planet afterward, he will still put all the blame on his own head.

'Report! Three enemy cruisers and five destroyers have been spotted, our Viking cruiser has been destroyed, and the destroyers Davil and Whale have been destroyed!"

The sudden report startled Serki to his feet and he was busy asking, 'Where did they pop out from!"

'They should have hidden behind the nearby cold stars and pumice stones to suddenly crossfire on us."

Serki said, 'Let the cruisers choose their own targets with the destroyers and engage freely."

'We've lost three more cruisers and five more destroyers, damn it! What kind of firepower is that? Their destroyers are actually equipped with planetary-class main guns!"

'Decelerate! Get the Tyndall in the fight and turn around right now, any further and our field of fire is blocked by this damn cold star!" Serki said, angrily speaking his military cap off and throwing it on the command deck.

Suddenly an alarm sounded, followed by a jolt that sent a wave-like ripple through the Tyndall's shields.

'Suffering enemy Nova-class main gun fire, it's the enemy flagship!"

'Go after it! Destroy the Lucchese for me! The rest of the cruisers and destroyers are helpless against our shields, tear down the Lucchese first!" Serki picked up his hat again and put it on.

The commanders on the bridge felt extremely bad listening to these two contradictory orders, and one of them said, 'But then our cruisers and destroyers they'll..."

'Shut up! Execute the order! , release the shuttles and go support them." Serki was filled with rage, he couldn't stand the provocation of a starfighter so anemic that it carried a bullet hole, nor could he accept the great loss of the accompanying ships being destroyed.

The Tyndall began to accelerate as it slid toward the cold star from which the Lucchese had retreated.

Just as they approached the gravitational edge of the cold center the battered bow of the Lucchese slowly poked out from behind the cold star.

A column of lavender light then struck the hull of the Tyndall, but this time there was no vibration from the hit and no ripple from the shield's being struck.

'Fire!" Serki yelled angrily as he slammed his fist into the console.

But the response was not the same shock he felt when the new star-class main guns fired in unison, but a mournful alarm.

'Report! Our shields are failing!"

'How can that be!" Serki panicked.

Before the words left his mouth, the Lucchese rushed out from behind Coldstar, the Nova-class main guns flickering with a shimmering light, Serki could clearly see the huge flames of light that arose from the firing of the main guns, and he shouted, 'Fire! Full fire!"

Boom! A shell opened a hole in the bridge of the Tamir.

The powerful negative pressure instantly sucked several commanders out of the hole, and everyone's uniforms checked the change in pressure and immediately and instantly changed into all-inclusive lightweight space suits.

The ship's automatic repair robots also flew out spraying nanoparticles towards the large hole, which was quickly repaired.

Serki looked at the damage report of the ship on the screen and suddenly realized something and shouted, 'Charge over! They have no secondary cannons and no shuttles!"

On the Lucchese, all of them stared at the operation screen in front of them, and that one record of destruction made their war spirit be rekindled.

They had always thought that this trip was bound to be a lost cause, and had long been psychologically prepared for it, but under Edward's leadership they saw not only the dawn of victory, but also the hope of life.

Edward pressed the ship-wide call button and said, 'Alright my brothers and sisters, it's time for us to step up to the plate.

The rise and fall of Dosas lies in this battle, I hope you all give it your all! Forward!!! turret 15 fires its own neutralizing beam, all firepower and shuttles use the beam as a signal for action and select their own targets according to the battle plan!"

A feeling of accelerated shock coursed through his body, and Edward felt completely out of place in this position at this point.

Thinking back to those countless guerrilla battles among the mountains and forests, on the sand dunes, and in the towns when he fought alone, he sighed softly and muttered to himself, 'It's true that that kind of battle is the one that suits me."

The enemy flagship gradually came into view, a lavender beam accurately struck it, but there was no reaction, everyone on the bridge froze and looked back at Edward in unison.

'Look at me for what! Execute the order!" A flash of anger went through Edward, he knew what they were hesitating about, even Elina herself couldn't be sure how effective the shield neutralizers were.

With a round of main gun fire, the energy rounds from the Nova-class main guns hit the target directly without any obstruction, and then exploded on the target.

Edward's eyes lit up and he said, 'Close in, we'll use our own shields to attract the enemy secondary guns to create an opportunity for the shuttles to destroy them!"

Several explosions then blew up on the Lucchese, Edward was shaken a few times and his suit instantly turned into an all-inclusive space suit.

'What's going on? Where are our shields?" Edward asked.

Elina's voice rang out on the bridge, 'I'm sorry, I didn't realize he destroyed our own shields before paralyzing the other's, I should have told you to turn off the shield fire first."

'Shit! Full speed ahead! Ram it even before we get destroyed!" Edward hadn't expected the Lucchese to lose its shields at all.

'Shuttle! Every secondary gun you knock out is one more thing we can hope for."

He clenched his fists, completely take a leap of faith, after his precise calculations, the Lucchese's hole-riddled hull would only be able to support itself for about ten minutes without shields against the enemy's full-scale gunfire.

'The Lucchese won't be able to hold out much longer." Winchell said faintly as he stood beside Edward.

'I don't need her to last forever, just a little longer." Edward said faintly.

On the control console, the display squares showing the various combat units were changing from green to red, some even going straight to dark, Edward stood there unmoved, staring at the enemy flagship that was gradually zooming in, like a wolf staring at its prey.

Suddenly Martin's voice rang out from the bridge, 'Commander! The Gofuji cruiser has completed its combat objective and is now returning to help, hold on!"

More reports followed.

'Commander! Cruiser Burley has accomplished its combat objective and is returning to help!"

'Destroyer Sassamo has completed its combat objective and is returning to reinforcement!"

'Commander! Cruiser Beast's Ridge has accomplished its operational objective and is returning to reinforcement!"

On the dark background of space, the speeding Sentinel crossed like a shooting star.

Many shuttles surrounded it, and those shuttles were like gnawing behemoth flies, and the Sentinel kept using the ship's fire systems to return fire, each shot destroying several shuttles and causing a shower of sparks in this dark space.

'That's too many." Chief of Staff Rif said.

'Yeah, a starfighter can hold a thousand shuttles, how many is this surrounding us?" Captain Martin asked his point man ahead of him.

'About two hundred and fifty." The point man said without looking back as he nervously maneuvered something.

'It's better if we don't put these fifty out, I'm afraid they'll be destroyed before they even fly out of the hangar, we'll wait until after we rendezvous with the flagship, what's the status of the ship?" Martin asked next.