Him and their stars

Chapter 1578 The old man has to prepare for the young man

President Nishita made a prompt decision and turned towards the shelter, with loyal members of the secret service following behind him. These soldiers have now put on their mechas and are walking towards the spiral passage on the third floor, surrounding Mr. President's scooter.

Although Mr. President's power scooter is advanced, its appearance is very simple. It looks like a transportation tool for preschoolers. It is surrounded by a group of big men who are at least three meters tall after putting on mechas. They are like curious silverback gorillas. They seemed to be dancing around a children's toy.

The retreating people naturally didn't know that as the raider warship landed, the other raiders and the "alliance" warships also took the opportunity to pounce on it, just like a pack of hyenas approaching a seriously ill elephant. They did not try to destroy the luxury cruise ship with artillery fire, but approached and boarded it, just like a group of well-trained pirates.

The escorting Community warships were also afraid of accidentally damaging the Blue Princess, so they could only stop the bombardment and send stormtroopers to land for support.

So, just ten minutes later, the Azul Princess had been inserted into more than a dozen landing bridges from all directions by enemy and friendly ships. A cruise ship in Nuoda suddenly turned into a city that was plunged into street fighting.

The armored door at the main entrance of the Blue Princess's bridge has been raised halfway, forming a natural bunker. The battle around this door has also entered a fierce stage with the highest efficiency.

This is a gate composed of five layers of armor and two layers of energy shields. Regardless of the material, the thickness alone is enough for a big man wearing a mecha to tap dance on it. Of course, this was also modified after the Navy Day incident in 830. It looks like a gate, but it can basically be used as an armor plate for a main battleship.

If the captain's wishes were followed, the door should be fully raised and the passage tightly sealed to await rescue. However, both the chief mate and the security minister thought this was inappropriate.

They all felt that no matter how strong the fortifications were, they would not be able to resist for long in the face of psychic treasures. Even the most basic treasures, such as lightsabers, could dissolve the armor in a short time.

At that time, the attacker on the opposite side only needs to use a lightsaber to burn a hole, and then stuff some discordant things such as poison gas bombs into it. The thousands of people on the bridge may not be able to hold on for a minute.

All in all, you can defend, but you must not stick to it. If you give up even counterattack, and even the strongest fortifications will become targets, it is equivalent to allowing the enemy to take whatever he wants.

The captain thought it made sense.

He said that after all, he was an old sailor and not a land warfare expert. Although he had commanded battleships to fill the line, he had never been helped by anyone. He was really not very professional, so he could only ask Marshal Aylwin for advice.

The veteran marshal confirmed the judgment of the second deputy and security director. However, he still said: "However, in gang-hopping battles, tactics and equipment are actually subtle issues, and powerful extraordinary beings often play a decisive role. The just-concluded Battle of Saide on the far coast is proof. So. , where is our extraordinary combat power?”

Everyone quickly took stock of their own psychics on the Azure Princess.

Captain Myron, the ship's security director, is the "servant" of the third ring of the "throne" and is located on the bridge. Under the gaze of the old marshal and everyone, he quickly stood upright and said: "As long as I am here, the bridge will never be lost!"

In addition, Lieutenant Colonel Bohm, the captain of the Guard and the deputy director of the Soviet Secret Service, is the "steel man" who "guards" the second ring, and he has already covered President Nichita's departure from the bridge. Although I can't be contacted at the moment, I should be fine.

Then there are Mr. Yang Mingzhao, deputy director of the Secretariat of His Excellency the President, and Killian Sazabi, a health doctor and general secretary. It is said that there are also three rings and two rings, but the specific star rings are unknown.

After all, he is the master of the spiritual seminar, so he dare not ask too detailed questions about many things. To be honest, if they had not served in the Presidential Office and had a subordinate relationship, even Mr. President would have respected these two young people as "Master Juque", "Master Yuchang" or something like that.

Finally, there is Mrs. Melalie G. Nichta. According to "Master Juque", the president's wife is actually the number one expert on the Azul Princess. However, I don’t know the specific rings, let alone which star ring. Relevant departments did not dare to ask too detailed questions about the two young masters of the Spiritual Research Society, and of course the president's wife was even less likely to do so.

However, the president's wife could be ruthless and sassy on Navy Day, and she looked like she was a murderer.

Looking at it this way, the extraordinary combat power on the ship is actually not weak! The per capita occult density is even several percentage points higher than the capital ships of the Imperial Forbidden Forces.

However, strength and weakness are a relative concept after all. Whether the occult combat power is sufficient depends on how many psykers come to the opponent.

Of course everyone hopes that the troll who appears on the battlefield is the enemy's only psyker, but even the most heartless optimist would never dare to have such extravagant hopes.

As a result, everyone understood that the safety of the Blue Princess no longer depended on them. This is really not something that can be laughed at.

However, survival will continue, and resistance will continue. Just like what the security director Colonel Myron said, it is correct to focus on defense, but you must not completely give up resistance and be beaten passively. So, everyone just raised the armored door halfway to form a bunker. The soldiers of the security team were wearing mechas and holding guns, arrayed behind the door that was raised to the chest, and kept shooting outwards.

The rest of the crew were also issued firearms and were ready to fill in the lines at any time. You know, even the old marshal brought an electromagnetic rifle and adjusted the ballistics and energy box with skillful movements. It looked very professional at first glance.

The dignified Marshal Elwin was ready to go into battle and kill the enemy personally. No matter what the others wanted to say, "I don't know how to use a gun", they naturally couldn't say anything.

This can actually be regarded as a simple application of "Defensive Omnipotence Theory". Before this book came out, these soldiers would have lined up and launched a counterattack against the enemy with their guns drawn.

Now it's good, not as heroic but effective. With the fortification cover and geographical advantage, they quickly suppressed the invaders into the square.

In just five minutes of fighting, seven of the bridge defenders were killed, but they should have caused more than three times as many casualties to the opponent, and they were never allowed to approach the main entrance.

"Myshandar trolls, as well as Laig giants and Amphibians. There are at least fifty of them, all with rudimentary armor." Colonel Myron took the opportunity to report.

This is not surprising. Although these tough true warrior races have a sparse population, they are indeed masters who can ride thousands of people with their size and brute strength. They are also happy to wander around the universe and earn a living with their bravery. future. On the contrary, it would be a bit difficult for them to farm in their hometown honestly.

For them, there is not much difference whether they work for pirates and gangsters or for noble people.

In addition, the so-called "rudimentary armor" does not mean that the opponent is a rabble. These large fighting races with an average height of more than three meters can charge with tank-level armor plates hung on their chests like aprons. It does look shabby and has the style of a beggar's version, but its frontal defense definitely exceeds that of most standard individual powered mechas.

"The number of Myshandar Trolls..." Marshal Elwin said.

The colonel knew what the old marshal wanted to ask, and said quickly: "There are only twelve trolls, and the rest are Laig giants and elephant men."

The captain said firmly: "Not a predator."

The first mate agreed with the captain's judgment: "Indeed, the Myshandar trolls are fine, but how can there be organized Laig giants and elephant men under the Predator banner?"

"Other gangsters? Or mercenaries? Pirates? But why use a predator's warship?" The second officer's face was full of distress. He thought of too many possibilities, but the trouble was that none of these possibilities could be ruled out.

Of course, whether they are mercenaries or other underworld organizations, there are only a few who can be used as organic giant soldiers, so it should not be difficult to find them. However, even if we really want to investigate, we still have to survive this battle.

"The enemy's reinforcements have also arrived. They should have come from other docking points. They are indeed humanoid soldiers wearing guard mechas." The colonel continued to report.

The captain and the first mate looked at each other in disbelief. Marshal Alwin also couldn't help but twitch his eyebrows, his expression gloomy. The so-called guard mecha is one of the standard mechas equipped by the Alliance Marines and Stormtroopers, and it is indeed commonly equipped in the Grand Sea Fleet.

"Is it really the Alliance's army? The Alliance colluded with pirates to attack us?"

"Why? Aren't we allies?"

"Is someone trying to assassinate President Nikita?"

Uneasy whispers circulated on the bridge, brewing into a depressing low pressure. Fortunately, there were elite soldiers and experienced bosses on the bridge, so the morale of the resisters would not completely collapse.

Marshal Aylwin also burst into self-deprecating laughter: "Hahahahahaha! I was on the shore during Navy Day, but now I'm on the ship. The ship is still the same ship, but the people are different. This That’s the charm of time!”

Of course, he actually thinks more than ordinary crew members. At this moment, like President Nihita, he also imagined a story in which the alliance boss wanted to take action against President Nihita and bribed the alliance fleet to act as a black glove.

Of course, this kind of development, which really lacked a basic logical basis, was quickly forgotten by him.

Of course, he considered several possibilities, but soon realized that no matter how convincing the inference was, it was meaningless in the absence of evidence.

"Is there any response from the High Seas Command?" the marshal asked.

"No. We didn't get any response to Oseimen's call." The captain's expression looked heavier than before.

Well, that sounds like bad news.

"Call Nephi directly!"

"understand!"

In fact, a communications officer is already doing this and has been contacted. However, Nephi clearly felt that this was a prank, and the two sides had already fallen into a back-and-forth exchange of words. I estimate that it will be at least half an hour before Nephi's side understands the seriousness of the situation.

"Where else?"

"The fleet of the Iron Army Complex has responded. Admiral Elk has led his troops to speed up... However, it will take at least ten hours."

This sounds like good news, but when coupled with the subsequent time requirements, it becomes a bit difficult to evaluate.

"Ten hours is the time it takes for the Iron Army fleet to arrive in this system, right?"

It takes ten hours to reach the local system, and it will take another two or three hours of sub-light speed navigation to reach the battlefield. By then, the day lilies may be cold. The captain had nothing to say and could only smile bitterly and nod.

Marshal Elwin pondered for a moment: "Have you notified the Earth yet?"

The captain nodded. This is a basic safety measure. We do not expect the Earth to come to the rescue, but to remind the other side that if something happens to the president, we may have to arrange for Vice President Hierro to succeed him.

It is very necessary to arrange in advance, at least it will not cause political turmoil in a hurry.

"Send a message to the Nebula on the far coast and the Fortress." Marshal Aylwin said.

The captain was startled. He immediately realized that Vice President Hierro should have been at Fortress Sede some time ago, but he should have returned home now.

Could it be that General Yu Lian, a spiritual master, should be asked to inform the real people from the Spiritual Research Association to come to the rescue! By the way, I heard that powerful people can cross the sea of ​​stars instantly. Could it be possible that I could also see such a performance? The captain felt warm in his heart, and suddenly felt that the current situation was still very salvageable.

Marshal Elwin seemed to see the other party's intention, he just shook his head and smiled: "High-ranking psykers do have the ability to cross the star sea, but the conditions are very harsh. However, we must at least put things here first. It’s time to inform the genius kid at Saide Fortress. If possible, I would even like to inform that kid Yang Xiyi. It’s a pity that he can’t be contacted in the New World, and he doesn’t even know whether he is alive or dead.”

"Your Mightiness……"

"Whether President Nishita can survive or not, the Blue Star Community must be prepared to deal with it. Hahaha, it is also our obligation to let smart young people prepare in advance!"

Later, Marshal Aylwin used recordings to compile a brief report on the current situation, which also included several of his guesses.

Of course, these are pure inferences without evidence. Some ideas even have the suspicion of malicious speculation and conspiracy theories. If they were to be spread out, they would probably cause diplomatic incidents.

The captain on the side heard that scream and felt that it would be safer for him to go out and fight the attackers for 300 rounds.

Then, at this time, Colonel Myron at the gate rushed over again and reported: "The enemy's reinforcements have arrived! There are psychics!"

"Why are they all enemies? Where are our reinforcements?" the captain asked loudly.

He got no answer from Colonel Myron, the chief of security. This psyker had been directing the battle just now, and he used aura to buff the warriors. But now, he had to carry his melted sword and prisoners of war into a storm passing from above.

The warhammer composed of spiritual light flashed out of the void and appeared just in front of the storm, as if waiting for the opponent to hit it.

Then, there was a "boom" explosion, and the storm once again condensed into a tall and tall human figure. The slender body was wrapped in a special power suit. It looked like a slender and thin scarecrow, but There was a kind of evil spirit and evil aura around him.

This is a bearded monster.

Well, the troll's human shield combined with the control of the bearded monster is a typical predator setting, but it's a bit too classic.

Colonel Myron shouted loudly, and he smashed it with his axe. Although it was blocked by the force field shield and did not cause fatal injuries, he still knocked the whole thing upside down and flew away.

He was indeed an excellent psychic warrior, and with the bonus of heraldic machine, he immediately had the upper hand. However, from a defensive perspective, this is by no means good news.