"Sixth, the defense line of the Eighth Fleet collapsed! The Thirteenth Fleet and the Eighteenth Fleet were unable to establish a defense line. They are being impacted by enemy ships and are about to collapse!"
"The 601st Aviation Regiment, the 206th Aviation Regiment, and the 701st Aviation Regiment are silent and cannot be contacted! The 303rd Aviation Regiment and the 501st Aviation Regiment have lost most of their losses. Please retreat to the rear to regroup!"
"1021st Aviation Group, 3002nd Aviation Group, 2051st Aviation Group, signal silence!!"
"Report! A strong abnormal light pressure phenomenon has been detected! The fleets located on the left and right flanks are unable to enter the core area of ​​the battlefield, and there is an abnormal phenomenon in which the warships cannot be controlled! Please give instructions!!"
"Report!! Our torpedo aircraft brigades successfully broke through the enemy's air defense network and launched torpedo attacks on enemy ships!"
Among a series of increasingly bad reports, Helm Jerrick struggled to capture the only piece of good news.
However, this good news disappeared in the blink of an eye!
"Report! The torpedo aircraft groups that I successfully broke through the enemy's air defense network were unable to break through the protective force field of the enemy warships and were unable to directly cause any damage to the enemy ships themselves! At the same time, under the protection of various aviation groups, multiple ships broke through the enemy's air defense network.
The assault landing ship was also blocked by the unknown protective force field of the enemy ship and was unable to move forward!"
The next second, the correspondent who was still reporting loudly was stunned.
"Report...Report!! Our torpedo plane groups that successfully broke through the enemy's air defense net, be silent! Several assault landing ships, be silent!!"
"What?!!"
Helm Jerrick's eyes widened and he was sweating as he looked at the scene where it was just a solitary battleship, but it was able to fight back and forth with hundreds or thousands of Gamilas battleships around it.
No.
It should be said that it was a one-sided battle scene that he couldn't accept and couldn't believe.
"Here, where did this battleship come from! Is it the secret battleship of our Gamilas? Or is it a powerful battleship hidden by the nobles of Iskandar?!"
Regardless of any speculation, Helm Jerrick could not guess the true origin of the MACROSS Belfast.
Helm Jericho, who was sweating profusely, could only look at the Gamilas battleships, the Gamilas space fighter planes that kept casting shadows, the MACROSS Belfast and those surrounding them.
With the cooperation of the surrounding drone swarms, they were constantly shot down and sunk.
Moreover, when Chengying exploded with all his strength, the tsunami of pale golden particles set off created a sea of ​​light. Just relying on its unique ultra-high light pressure phenomenon, it was able to forcibly destroy the surrounding Gamilas battleships and Gamilas.
The Sri Lankan fighter jets pushed all the battleships away, causing these battleships and fighter jets to lose control, and could only drift towards the periphery of the battlefield as the pilots watched helplessly.
At the same time, in a slightly distant area, the Gamilas fleet, which had not yet been swept by the light pressure phenomenon caused by the GN particle storm, still fired missiles and positron beams at Chengying without giving up, but unfortunately
However, their missiles and positron beams are unable to break through the light pressure of the GN particle storm, thus threatening Cheng Ying inside the GN particle storm.
As a result, the assault formation formed by two balls of light, one large and one small, one light gold and one purple gold, was like an awl being struck by a heavy hammer, sharply smashing a hole in the Gamilas fleet.
Directly to the subspace stargate leading to the Large Magellanic Cloud.
"Why, how could this happen? The powerful fleet that has assembled most of the main force of our Great Gamelas Space Fleet can't match an enemy composed of just a battleship, a space fighter and a drone?!"
Helm Jerrick was completely unable to accept what was happening before him.
"Hahahaha! What a good show!"
At this moment, a voice that was supposed to be dead sounded in the bridge without warning, causing Helm Jerrick to subconsciously raise his head and look at the main screen.
And the next second, a face that frightened him appeared on the screen.
"Thanks to you, I was able to pass the time! Helm Jerrick."
"You, you are!?"
Helm Jerrick's whole body was filled with coldness at this moment.
The unbearable biting cold quickly erupted from his proud and strong arms and reached his forehead.
"How, how is it possible?! You, your ship should have..."
The man on the screen seemed to sigh, closed his eyes and said.
"You are really a man with a bad mind! Whether it is an assassination or a naval parade, you are all so wishful thinking!"
"Your assassination plan has long been controlled by Misela Celestra."
Helm Jerrick felt that the nerves all over his body were trembling.
He knew that his plan had been exposed.
In front of this terrifying and powerful man, the so-called marshal of the country is nothing more than a joke!
"No! I, I still have a chance! As long as, as long as I can hold that noble man of Iskandar in my hands, then even if I cannot ascend to the position of President of Gamilas, at least, at least I can myself
Save!!"
The moment Helm Jerrick faced death, his head that was prone to pride and complacency started to work at a strangely high speed, and he suddenly grasped the key that could make him stand up.
"Send the order! All warships, immediately launch an attack on the unknown warship! I, we must save the noble and holy His Highness Iskandar from the evil and despicable Tren (Earth) people!!"
On the opposite side of the screen, looking at Helm Jericho who was still struggling in vain and paying no attention to the words of judgment he sent out, Albert Desla sighed again.
"What a stubborn and short-sighted man!"
After Abelt Desla cut off the communication with Helm Jericho, he no longer cared about what actions he would take.
No matter how Helm Jerrick acts, there will be only one outcome for him.
An outcome that has already been determined.
Therefore, what Abelt Desla needs to pay attention to is the single ship that proudly stood firm in the face of the attack of the main fleet of Gamilas, and even repeatedly broke through and intercepted it, heading straight to the Large Magellanic Cloud.
Mysterious battleship in the warp nebula.
After Abelt Desla entered a set of special instructions on the keyboard, he silently waited for a response.
And his wait did not last long.
As the new picture reappeared, Albert Desla showed a friendly smile.
"Long time no see! Long time greetings! Sasha Iskandar. It seems like a long time has passed since the last time we met. How are you lately?"
Chapter completed!