Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

Chapter 510: If you dare, beat me to death!

Sorry, My Interstellar Fleet Only Recruits Women

Chapter 510: If you dare, beat me to death!

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"Report! Several interstellar missile ships and some unidentified interstellar warships have been spotted among the meteorite cluster!" The crew hurriedly reported this news to Commander Golden Eagle.

The vice-captain looked at the Golden Eagle commander and said worriedly, "This seems to be an enemy trap, deliberately luring us here!"

The Golden Eagle Commander, seated in the captain's chair, said dismissively, "A trap?"

That's giving these guys way too much credit.

Even if this is their trap, what can those rebel guys do to us with their starships?

Even if I put my head in the muzzle of their warship's cannon, what can they do to me?

Go ahead and kill me if you dare!

No need to worry about that. Order the entire fleet to continue advancing, and have the interstellar escort ships intercept enemy interstellar missiles as much as possible.

I'd like to see how many interstellar missiles these poor bastards have.

Charlotte quickly gave him an answer regarding the Golden Eagle Commander's 'curiosity'.

A total of three hundred T2 Lion King-class heavy interplanetary missile ships.

Each T2 Lion King-class heavy interplanetary missile ship carries 500 interplanetary missiles.

So, that's a total of 150,000 interplanetary missiles.

Each piece costs 600 Star Coins to produce.

If all three hundred T2 Lion King-class heavy interstellar missile ships were sold off in a clearance sale, it would amount to nearly one hundred million star coins in battlefield expenditure.

This is a trump card that Zhao Chen prepared for Charlotte.

Three hundred T2 Lion King-class heavy interplanetary missile ships were located among the meteorite cluster, and they did not fire all their interplanetary missiles at once.

Instead, they adopted a tiered coverage approach.

For example, if a total of 10,000 interstellar missiles are launched per minute, a missile saturation attack can be carried out continuously for 15 minutes.

Based on the enemy fleet's speed, bombardment was carried out continuously from a distance, gradually increasing in intensity.

While this visual spectacle wasn't as spectacular as a saturation attack, it was quite effective in this battle.

To paraphrase General Charlotte, don't scare the little cutie on the other side, let's take it slow.

A one-minute missile bombardment.

The Golden Eagle commander, unaware that something was amiss, continued to order the fleet to advance at full speed.

The missile bombardment lasted for three minutes.

The Golden Eagle Commander's 10,000 interstellar warships have already suffered minor damage.

The missile bombardment lasted for eight minutes.

The golden eagle commander's expression gradually changed from arrogant and conceited to gloomy.

In just eight minutes, more than 3,000 of his 10,000 interstellar warships had been destroyed, and some others had been damaged to varying degrees.

"Reporting to the commander, the enemy's interstellar missile attack is extremely fierce."

"Our starships have suffered too many losses!" the vice-captain reported anxiously.

The loss of three thousand interstellar warships.

This already exceeds the number of starships lost in previous operations against the rebel starfleet.

This was only a short eight minutes.

The enemy's interstellar missiles seem to be inexhaustible.

At this moment, the small cluster of meteorites in the distance seemed like an abyss full of mysterious dangers, giving people a sense of fear.

"Continue the charge! At the same time, contact the starfleets flanking us on both sides, complete the encirclement as soon as possible, and break into the asteroid belt to annihilate the enemy fleet!" Commander Golden Eagle ordered with a grim face.

Having come this far, he had no other choice.

His interstellar fleet was not far from the asteroid field.

If they choose to retreat at this point due to losses, they will still face continuous bombardment from interstellar missiles during their evacuation.

So, let's just take a gamble.

He simply refused to believe that the enemy's interstellar missiles were truly endless.

He firmly believed that as long as he could engage in short-to-medium range starship combat, his interstellar warships would be able to annihilate the enemy!

persist in!

Hang in there!

Victory will surely belong to them!

But reality kept slapping him in the face.

The bombardment by the interstellar missiles continued for another seven minutes.

This resulted in the loss of more than half of the 10,000 interstellar warships under the command of the Golden Eagle Commander in just fifteen minutes of combat!

There were fewer than five thousand interstellar warships left.

Of the remaining five thousand interstellar warships that managed to reach the asteroid belt, the vast majority were 'wounded' before they went into battle.

At this moment, the Golden Eagle Commander's eyes were bloodshot. The vast majority of these ten thousand interstellar warships were the fleet legions of their Golden Eagle tribe.

His heart was bleeding!

"Charge! I'm going to destroy all the interstellar missile ships!"

"I'm going to crush the enemy commander's head!" the Golden Eagle Commander roared, having lost all reason.

But at that very moment, astonishing news came from both flanks of the interstellar fleet.

"Report: A large number of enemy interstellar warships have appeared on our side."

The enemy has at least ten thousand interstellar warships, and they are very powerful; they are interstellar warships we have never seen before...

"Report! Enemy interstellar legion fleet has appeared on our side! My God, their combat power... It's unbelievable that these are actually T2-class interstellar warships!"

"Support! We request support!"

Two fleets requested support from the communication channel.

This left the Golden Eagle Commander dumbfounded. What on earth had happened?

This was enough to make the two fleets, each with 10,000 interstellar warships, feel like they were experiencing a nightmare.

However, that no longer matters.

Because the Golden Eagle Commander himself is about to experience the same nightmare.

Around those one hundred seemingly unprotected T2 interstellar missile ships, a group of interstellar warships of unknown type suddenly appeared. ๐™›๐“ป๐’†๐“ฎ๐’˜๐™š๐™—๐’๐™ค๐™ซ๐“ฎ๐’.๐“ฌ๐’๐™ข

The ships are decorated with dragon and tiger emblems.

One hundred ships... three hundred ships... five hundred ships... one thousand ships...

There are nearly three thousand ships!

Having completed its attack mission, the T2 interstellar missile ship began to slowly retreat.

The Golden Eagle Commander was naturally not going to let these culprits get away with it.

However, those three thousand interstellar warships stood before him like an impregnable wall.

This allowed him to personally experience the terrifying T2 interstellar warships of the two interstellar fleets that were flanking him in the communication channel.

A T2 interstellar frigate with a large black horn charged into their interstellar fleet like a demon, rampaging wildly. No T2-class interstellar warship could withstand its attack.

In addition, there are various types of T2-class interstellar warships with strong combat capabilities and clear division of labor.

They all displayed combat capabilities completely comparable to T3-class starships.

The Revolutionary Army's interstellar fleets that initially served as 'bait' were now like kindergarten children watching adults fight.

In the center of this battlefield, he watched the interstellar battle with trembling eyes.

The pig-headed commander stared wide-eyed at the several battlefield scenes before him, speechless for a long time.

The minotaur commander's eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and hot breath was coming from his nostrils. He couldn't wait to rush forward and fight.

"Incredible! General Charlotte's starships are truly incredible."

The other ram-headed commander calmly observed the other two battlefields.

The two Warhammer Starfleets tasked with flanking them were being swallowed up as if they were caught in a mudslide.

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