Ultra-dimensional Warfare

The blazing light faded away, leaving behind a left wing all over the wreckage. Just when everyone thought the situation was in hand and the big victory was approaching, the huge beam of light that broke through the thick smoke shattered everyone's desire for victory mercilessly at this moment.

"Left, left, left wing signal disappeared, left wing fleet is all annihilated!!" CIC opened his mouth hesitatingly, and looked at the left wing full of wreckage on the screen in horror.

Shepard Price gritted his teeth tightly, his expression struggling, and his hoarse voice continued to shout: "The entire ship will disperse as quickly as possible while maintaining the maximum gunfire density!!"

"But, in this way, our firepower density will be reduced a lot?"

A heavy hammer sounded from the podium, and Shepard Price waved his already red and swollen right hand and shouted desperately: "Do you want to die? Our "friend" is waiting for us with surprises! Tactics! Machine! Rush through the smoke and do everything possible to dismantle this **** "surprise"!"

"But the tactical aircraft unit lost 50% in the assault operation just now."

"Execute!!" Shepard Price stared at CIC with bloodshot eyes.

"...Yes! Command! The full tactical aircraft breaks through the dense smoke at the fastest speed..."

Before CIC finished talking, the monitor screen changed. A huge round head slowly emerged from the thick smoke that was washed away. There is a huge eyeball in the middle of that huge head, and the slightly smaller compound eyes densely surround the edge of this big eyeball. There was a rapid rhythm in the dense compound eyes, and small laser beams appeared instantly. In the blink of an eye, these lasers drew a trajectory of serial explosions in the tactical aircraft before most of the tactical aircraft had reacted. In this series of explosions, the tactical aircraft with a slower reaction was exploded, and the laser was affected, thus becoming a part of the explosion.

"The tactical aircraft suffered a surprise attack!! The loss reached 60%!!! Commander in chief!!!" CIC screamed.

At this time, Shepard-Price had no strength to sigh and scold fate for teasing them. He could only use that hoarse voice feebly, holding back the heart-piercing pain and shouting: "Retreat! Retreat! Let the tactical machine..."

A harsh scream suddenly tore the air of the bridge that had fallen into chaos due to the surprise attack.

"Alert!! High-energy response!! An unknown enemy is about to issue again..."

A dazzling light instantly lit up in front, and all the screens on the bridge became white in a blink of an eye. Accompanied by the violent vibrations and swaying, Shepard-Price subconsciously squeezed the handle on the side of the command table, listening to the harsh sirens that flooded the bridge and the shouts of personnel. The screams of escape, and the bursts of explosions from far to near.

"Is it over?" A violent explosion drowned Shepard Price's consciousness.

The high-energy response from the unidentified creature battleship was captured by the light cruiser responsible for the reconnaissance mission. While capturing the high-energy response, this light and good-class light cruiser directly uploaded the relevant data to the unique tactical network of Sea Fog. This information quickly spread through this tactical network to the mental core of all the battleships of the fog.

"Admiral! We have discovered where the remaining human fleet is. But they are in a very bad situation now. They are facing a situation of extinction." King Kong checked the information uploaded to the tactical network and said to He inexplicably.

"Can you catch up?" He frowned inexplicably.

The corner of King Kong's mouth was slightly raised, and he nodded, then looked at Kirishima in the form of a bear doll that was held in the arms by the torture department Makie and said, "Of course. Kirishima. Since you are not going to fight now, then please link with me. The space equipment is temporarily controlled by you."

"Sora, sora...space equipment?! Give me control?!" Kirishima struggling to jump up from the arms of the criminal ministry Makie, exclaimed.

"Don't tell me, you can't do it." King Kong said lightly. After all, King Kong looked at Kujo Lisa.

After receiving the signal from King Kong, Kujo Lisa opened the communication and said directly: "The First Squadron is obedient, and now the flagship King Kong is about to make a short-distance jump. All the ships of the First Squadron are based on the coordinates of the upcoming transition of the King Kong. Make a jump for the center. Keep the Klein defensive force field open while making the jump, and launch a fierce attack on the enemy as soon as the jump ends, but the supergravity gun must be retained!"

King Kong nodded slowly after Kujo Lisa finished speaking. After confirming that the data link with Kirishima was correct, King Kong's black and red eyes kept flashing past, and data streamers kept flashing on King Kong's light screen. "Kirishima, open the space equipment. The transition coordinates of this ship are directly in front of the flagship of the remaining human fleet."

"Ah? Yes!! I got it!!" Kirishima, in the form of a bear, swung his fluffy paws a few times before nodding. The Xingbu Maki on the side continued to cheer Kirishima on.

"Admiral, ready. Please give an order." King Kong looked at He inexplicably after confirming that all the ships of the First Squadron were ready.

"Then, attack! King Kong, go and save the remaining human fleet!" He said inexplicably earnestly.

"Understand! The total flagship King Kong, jump!"

A deep black hole instantly opened in front of the King Kong, and the huge super-flagship King Kong quickly rushed into the black hole in front. Haruna, Ruihe and other mental models led the other warships to follow, and plunged into the black hole.

The huge beam of light is still illuminating the flagship of the remaining human fleet. But at the next moment, a deep black hole suddenly appeared in the middle of this huge beam of light, and this sudden black hole cut the huge beam of light directly in the middle.

Between the beams of light, the deep black hole squirmed, and a smaller black hole slowly emerged from the center of the black hole, and slowly escaped from the black hole in the face of the huge beam of light.

A huge battleship slowly sailed out in the horrified eyes of all the humans present.

"That's it?!" This is the voice of all the surviving soldiers who have witnessed the change after seeing the flagship being illuminated by a huge beam of light.

King Kong looked at the huge beam of light that continued to illuminate the black hole opened by the space equipment and said: "Kirishima, you only need to concentrate on controlling the space equipment. You don't have to worry about the rest."

The super-flagship King Kong’s turrets, including the floating turrets, turned and rose, quickly locking all the biological warships ahead.

"Fire!"

Following King Kong's order, all the turrets fired laser beams one after another, and the missile launching bay behind the ship hull also madly launched missiles into the air. The laser beam, like a torrential rain, straddled the center of the battlefield full of debris, and violently penetrated the Light-class gunboats and interception-class battleships that surrounded the huge eyeballs. The tail smoke pulled up by the densely packed missiles connected into a smoke screen, drawing a line in the dark void, and madly slammed down from the top of the cosmic BETA. For a time, the flashes of continuous explosions flashed in the eyes of all the remaining human soldiers.

Shepard Price's eyelids squirmed, and his consciousness finally began to wake up after a period of unconsciousness.

"Here?" There was severe pain everywhere in the body, and Shepard-Price struggled to raise his right hand and put it above his eyes, blocking the dazzling white light.

"Commander, you are awake!" A familiar voice sounded beside him.

Shepard-Price looked aside, and it was a familiar face, a young girl with long black hair. Shepard Price thought about it carefully, only to remember that this was the CIC of the bridge. Shepard Price couldn't think of the name for a while. Because as long as he used his brain a little, a sharp pain would follow.

"This, is this heaven? We are all gone?" Shepard Price asked, giving up thinking about the status quo.

"Commander-in-chief, we are saved. But our fleet has less than 20 ships left. The tactical aircraft force is almost completely wiped out. Now our survivors are less than 30,000." The black-haired CIC girl said in a low mood. . There was a hint of crying between the words.

"Really? That's fine. We survived. This is hope. By the way. You said we were saved. Could it be that we were saved? Other alien races?" Shepard-Price sighed. I suddenly thought of the key point, hurriedly ignoring the pain and struggling to straighten up and asked.

Among the huge gnaku, one place is full of dilapidated machinery wreckage, and on the other side there is a fighter plane full of patches. Even in order to make the tactical plane start up smoothly, the maintenance personnel took it in desperation. In a rude way, the incompatible equipment was forcibly pieced together, so as to reach the level of being able to play.

"It's miserable!" Lin Mingmei said sadly, touching the cold outer armor of the tactical plane.

Under the lead of the super-flagship King Kong, the squadrons led by the mental models such as Haruna and Mizuho followed by took the cosmic BETA and instantly covered it with the overbearing saturated firepower. After an unknown number of rounds of saturated firepower projection, this airspace is left with the remaining forces of the First Squadron and the remaining human fleet.

In the airspace full of flesh and blood, the unexpected appearance of the First Squadron made the survivors of the remaining human fleet feel both an inexplicable intimacy and a faint fear.

After He inexplicably stated that they were not enemies in the public communication channel, these survivors slightly relaxed their vigilance and began to numbly clean up the affairs of their comrades and deal with post-war matters.

When Lin Mingmei, who had always worried about the condition of the remaining human fleet, asked to see these survivors, a change came quietly.