Chapter 440 - Assistance (2/2)

“Full speed ahead!”

“Blast those bastards!”

The fleet deployed from planet Walf switched off their stealth mode, seizing the opportunity to open fire.

Boom, boom, boom…

Bam, bam, bam, bam!

They discharged a myriad of missiles and torpedoes, leaving a fiery tail behind them.

Countless laser beams fired maniacally.

Manned and unmanned interstellar fighters and Docking Mechs were all rushing towards their colossal targets.

It could easily be said that the human fleet’s strikes were as dense as rain.

However, even in the face of such an attack, not the slightest hint of a riot emerged among the Selains’ main fleet. They maintained their neat formation as if this all were entirely within their expectations.

In truth, the military actions on Mu Yunhua’s side—the maneuvers of each and every one of her spaceships—could never have been concealed from the monitors that the Selains had sent out. They had expected everything, including the precise ambush locations. Nevertheless, they had still barged in with a swagger and activated their force field. It withstood almost all of the energy attacks, which sent ripples all across it.

Mu Yunhua’s side was taken aback.

“Force field shields? From the previous intel we’d received, the Selains did not seem to have mastered this technology yet. Even on their main battleships, there were no signs that force shield shields had been installed.”

“Something’s not right. The few Selain warships in the front line have their shields activated, but they have not yet fired back at us. The main battleships behind them have not deployed their shields, but they have released a lot of fighters. This must mean that the Selains had developed exclusive ‘Guard Ships’ with high defense but low attack to soak up our assaults. The battleships which are their main source of firepower should, then, have a lower level of defense.”

“In that case, we will change targets! Let the first and second-class Goddess’ Honor fighters go behind the enemy and prioritize their attacks on those with lower defense!”

However, following this adjustment, anomalies arose in the original ambush circle. A special situation never simulated by their computers had occurred on the battlefield. Moreover, the Selain fleet, which had its highly-defensive ships leading in front, did not alter the speed of its advance. It seemed like they intended to cut right through the orchestrated interception and go straight for planet Walf.

Hence, in order to intercept these enemies, the ambush fleet had to alter their plan and undertake a maniacal suicidal attack with the aim of impairing the enemy from behind. By doing so, however, they fell into the Selain commander’s calculation. How could fighters so focused on a suicidal charge have any form of flexibility? They were just targets that were flying around at high speeds.

The campaign damage rate for Mu Yunhua’s fleet was proving to be a whole 50% greater than that in the computer simulation.

This combat style of maneuvering and attrition had led to a war of quick deaths.

The enemy’s calculations and shrewdness greatly exceeded Mu Yunhua’s expectations.

However…

Although the loss was larger than she had expected, the Selain main fleet was, likewise, gradually becoming more and more surprised. The number of small warships that came at them like an army of locusts was far beyond what they had imagined. Among them, the first-class Goddess’ Honor contained at least 100,000 units. The second-class Goddess’ Honor was also around 10,000 in number. During their 30-year preparation for war, in order to build these “fodder” ships, the resources that the humans had exhausted were equivalent to an entire planet.

Facing this many “fodder” warships, the Selains were gradually using up their missiles and slowly depleting their space fighters; even their supply of laser energy couldn’t keep up.

When a fleet of a mere 500 battleships, facing an insane onslaught by a force 200 or 300 times their number, became drilled through and exposed, it marked the beginning of their tragic end.

Boom, boom, boom…

“Ah!”

“Our battleship is damaged!”

The first main battleship of the Selains suffered a heavy blow. And, subsequently, the same thing happened to the second, the third, the fourth… when the 100th main Selain battleship transformed into a fireball as it exploded, the Selain fleet, which had exhausted almost all of its ammunition and was left with the energy attack system, saw a linear rise in their campaign damage rate.

The 200th warship was destroyed… the 300th… the 400th…

At the very end.

It had been seven days since war broke out.

The Selain main fleet was less than 500 kilometers away from planet Walf.

Due to their lack of fuel, all the Goddess’ Honor fighters had helplessly given up on their pursuit—small warships had limited fuel and propulsive media—and were drifting aimlessly in the vacuum like space garbage. The Selain main fleet, on the other hand, still had five shield ships and their most powerful flagship, which had the highest combat power.

A total of six warships!

They were carrying enough nuclear bombs to destroy planet Walf.

“Ward them off! They must be stopped!”

“They must not get close to our planet!”

“To hell with them!”

Around planet Walf, hundreds of old warships and thousands of space fighters took flight. Pledging to defend their homeland, they became the planet’s last line of defense and dogged their enemy’s footsteps.

“They… They have actually marred my fleet to this extent.”

His eyes bloodshot, the Selain commander was feeling sheer disbelief. “Just a little bit more damage and I would have fought a losing war, and would have turned from a God of War into a humiliating laughingstock.”

Although the current situation was similar to failure, this was, fortunately, still a victory—a Pyrrhic victory that was in spitting distance of a total loss. As long as they broke through the last line of defense, this blooming and green planet and the more than one billion human remnants that lived on it would meet their ultimate demise.

Thinking about this, a sadistic grin slipped out at the corner of his mouth.

…

Planet Walf. The military command hall.

Many people’s faces were shrouded in despair.

This included Mu Yunhua. She had not expected the enemy forces coming from the front to be this strong. Their line of defense, formed by more than 100 thousand warships, had actually been breached, and six ships that would bring oppressive terror upon them had barged through in perfectly good condition.

“Hey, I’m done with the small fleet coming from behind. It took me about ten minutes to turn them all into space junk. Eh—what’s going on here? Is there still some trouble left?”

Hearing this voice in her ear all of a sudden, Mu Yunhua started, as if a life-saving line had appeared before her.

“Jin, help us! We still have a few enemies left!”