Stellaris: Earth Alliance

Chapter 214 Economic Arteries

In the Toronto galaxy, 300 battleships sailed side by side towards the huge ring-shaped space station in the center of the galaxy.

Using the Toronto Space Station as the transmitting source, countless distress signals were sent into the universe.

However, the tachyon sensor of the Toronto Space Station detected no trace of the opponent at all, and it was too late to call the fleet at this moment.

The two thousand frigates that were always at the disposal of the space station hurriedly jumped over from the nearby galaxy through the hyperspace channel.

But the opponent is not an ordinary pirate, but a fake pirate with 300 battleships and thousands of frigates.

A force of this scale cannot defeat the two thousand frigates used to fight pirates alone.

"Full speed ahead!"

On the frigate flagship, the fleet commander loudly issued the final orders to the fleet.

"Captain, we can't win. The opponent said that the battleship is 100 kilometers long. The thickness of the armor and the output power of the energy shield have exceeded our attack limit. Even if we are allowed to attack, there is no way to cause any harm to the opponent. harm."

A soldier said anxiously.

The captain glared at him fiercely, "Do you think I'm mentally retarded? Do I not know about this kind of thing? I want you to move forward at full speed, do you hear me?"

"……Yes!"

Two thousand frigates were dispersed and pressed towards the opponent's 300 battleships and thousands of frigates.

There are tens of millions of people on the space station, and nearly a million merchant ships passing by.

Whether from a life or property perspective, this space station must not be destroyed.

But the captain did not completely lose his mind.

He used two thousand frigates to spread out and lure the opponent to attack, trying to attract the opponent's attention.

But no matter how provocative and advanced the two thousand frigates were.

This fleet, covered with various pirate symbols, is still rushing towards the space station non-stop.

"Close to the best shooting distance!"

On the pirate battleship, Portman's soldiers said.

"Fire."

The three hundred battleships used a balanced mix, half using mega-class cannons and half using gamma lasers.

But the most eye-catching thing is still the particle light spear, which is only one on each battleship.

boom.

The red ball of light caused a burst of spiral ripples and shot towards the huge and magnificent Toronto trading space station.

The particle light lance salvoes of 300 battleships pierced the silent deep space.

There was a burst of light from the energy shield on the space station, and the particle light spear pierced the energy shield like a spear until the entire body was completely engulfed.

After just one salvo, the Toronto space station experienced an overload of its energy shield generator.

At this rate of energy consumption, it would only take a dozen more rounds of volleys before the energy shield on the space station would be penetrated.

The armor that is close to the space station is hard to carry, but if it can't hold it for a few rounds, the entire space station will explode violently, turning it into a ruin in space.

"How long will it take for the nearest Space Force 23rd Fleet to arrive?!"

Despite this, the staff on the space station still stick to the front line of their posts.

"The fastest is still needed, one day."

"One day? Are you coming back to collect the bodies for us one day?"

The person in charge of the space station said angrily.

"No, because we don't even have a body..."

A staff member who was completely desperate was still in the mood to make a joke after hearing what the supervisor said.

"Fight back, fight back with all your strength, even if we die, we will still give them some backing!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Soon, all the main guns on the space station were charged, and the first round of salvo started.Carrier-based aircraft were ejected from the hangar of the space station.

Although these small planes are hardly a threat to such a behemoth as a battleship, everyone rushed up without hesitation, trying to gain a little bit of unrealistic hope for the space.

This space station is too big, with nearly ten million people inside, and it is located on an economic artery.

Once destroyed, the consequences are almost catastrophic.

The first round of combat data came out soon.

The person in charge was surprised to find that the hit rate of their space station was actually a terrifying 100%.

Battleships are relatively large, and generally speaking, it is difficult to dodge the opponent's attacks.

It relies entirely on its thousands-meter-thick armor and huge energy shield generator to hold on.

But for cosmic wars involving astronomical distances, misses are still the norm.

Against frigates, a 20% hit rate may be considered very high. Against larger destroyers and cruisers, it is only 30% to 40%. Even for big turtles like battleships, it is only 60%.

And now the space station's main gun salvo has reached a terrifying 100% hit rate.

The subsequent second and third volleys also had 100% hit rate.

Every salvo is accompanied by a burst of energy ripples and violent explosions in the opponent's battleship group.

"What's going on? Why is the opponent's hit rate so high?"

Dean frowned as he looked at the battle statistics on the screen.

"Report, unclear. It may be due to psychic energy."

"Psychic? Why?"

Dean asked.

Portman's soldier hesitated for a long time and didn't know what to say, so he could only speak truthfully in embarrassment.

"I don't know either. But the higher-ups told us before we came here that as long as anything incomprehensible happens, it can only be done by the spirit. Let us not panic."

"..."

Dean fell silent.

To be honest, in fact, he has always commanded a pirate fleet, and the largest ship is just a destroyer cruiser.

It was originally meant for him to fight guerrillas. After all, humans have a lot of battleships. 300 ships cannot achieve the same effect.

This time it was just a matter of catching the opponent off guard through the jump engine.

"Huh. Psychic power? How can you struggle in the face of absolute strength? Could it be that this devil's psionic power can make the laser emitted more powerful?"

"Everyone continues to fire, and continues to maintain 90% of the energy used for attacks. It is not allowed to increase the strength of the energy shield."

Dean said it didn't matter whether he was psychic or not.

But what we actually do is that we are afraid that things will change if we are too late.

Immediately order the fleet to attack with all its strength, be sure to destroy the entire space station before a new turning point occurs, and then escape immediately.

The opponent's regular army must already be on the way.

But it doesn't matter, as long as this space station is destroyed, then such a large galaxy will be as high as the sky and birds can fly.

Unless the opponent's regular army covers every corner of the entire universe, it will be impossible to deal with the elusive pirate plundering fleet.

This human economic artery must be cut off immediately.

Humans have the potential to become overlords, and this can be seen in many civilizations.

All they lack is time, enough development time.

What Portman wants to do is to cause as much destruction as possible on human soil.

In short, we must use all possible means to suppress the rapid development of mankind.

(End of this chapter)