Colonial Suit

War...

War.

WAR!!

Van Celte was roaring and trembling. Massive motherships rose from the ground, stirring up dust and light that blotted out the sky. Motherships stretching for hundreds of kilometers, heavy assault ships as solid as mountains, and ultra-long-range heavy fire support ships with smooth hulls bristling with countless cannons. Humanity showed the aliens of Van Celte what a steel jungle and the power of steel truly meant. As they set sail, the sky above the entire city seemed to be filled with them, becoming a vast ocean of steel.

One by one, the aliens stood in their living areas, pointing and commenting on the human fleet, their eyes filled with amusement.

This was the first national war in the Second World in a century!!

Despite the lack of peace in the Second World, the overall framework remained stable. Most battles were localized. Such large-scale offensives had not been seen for a long time.

Humanity, as newly promoted nobles, fearlessly displayed their power for the first time in the Second World!!

"Seventh squadron, completed filling. Fleet forming a wave formation, dividing attack zones..."

"Robes heavy assault ships, advance!"

"Heavy fire support ships, follow up! I want you to stay with the heavy assault fleet at all times. Your only mission is to melt all enemies entangled with the heavy assault ships. Repeat, melt them all!"

"Report, target status confirmed. Deploying void defense matrix. In the third, fifth, and seventh zones, rule distortion is occurring. Energy curves are changing, spatial rules are becoming complex. Decoding in progress..."

"Ignore them. What we need to do is break through, and then break through again!"

"No need to stop until the passage is opened."

"The future of humanity rests in our hands!"

On the 'Texalt,' humanity's largest mothership, calls rose and fell. Bass, clad in heavy armor, stood at the front of the bridge, his eyes filled with cold light.

This was humanity's largest fleet in the Second World, numbering nearly ten thousand ships. To operate these ships, a large number of intelligent machines and clones were used. But even that was far from enough. The fleet could only exert about two-thirds of its usual strength. This was already the maximum power he could muster.

No base, no rear. The biggest problem was the lack of supplies. Humanity had spent centuries painstakingly accumulating this little bit of wealth, and today it would all be thrown out. No matter how much was lost, there would be no replenishment!

It could be said that if he failed, humanity's dream of impacting the Second World would come to a halt.

What immense pressure this was!?

Only a man of steel like Bass had nerves like steel wire.

Nervous?

Excited?

Bass didn't know. In fact, at this moment, he felt as if his spirit had left his body, overlooking this fleet from another angle. He saw the mountain-like and sea-like warships. The contrails they spewed were enough to fill the sky. He saw the forest-like rows of cannons, the cold light on them enough to pierce the enemy's eardrums. He also saw... the flames of war about to ignite. One by one, his comrades fell, and one by one, the ruins were destroyed.

"Begin!"

He said, nodding to the temporary clone captain. Then his orders were passed down, and the forward fleet began to warp.

Above Van Celte, a large number of warships seemed to be in slow motion, pausing for a moment before transforming into streams of light and disappearing into the void. Then the next batch, and the next.

Black warp tunnels rotated before their eyes, space and time twisting here. By the time Blood Eye's vision cleared again, they had arrived in a vast void. A massive hexagonal artificial star loomed before them.

The Void Aggregate!

Outside the aggregate, the rules of space had already been distorted, and the light appeared to be wavy and twisted. Countless mechanical lifeforms flew out from various exits, fiercely pouncing toward them. Above the aggregate, huge machines resembling planets slowly rose, revealing dense arrays of cannons.

The Segestus Clan was prepared and launched an attack at the first moment! It wanted to block the human fleet in the void, preventing them from breaking into the aggregate's interior.

The clone captain's voice suddenly became shrill, shouting as if mad.

"According to plan, first wave, heavy assault ships, press forward!"

"Long live humanity!"

A roaring, earth-shattering cry came from the channel. The first batch of heavy assault ships had already charged into the enemy ranks with a sharp whistle. They were so crazy, so determined, as if they had never considered returning. The huge, mountain-like hulls moved straight forward, constantly crushing, crushing again, ramming, ramming again. They didn't need to consider defense, because the heavy assault ships' mission was to attack, attack, and attack again!

Either win in the attack, or perish in the attack!

"Damn Segestus, hand over your nation!"

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"Go to hell! Under the feet of humanity!"

In an instant, large patches of light appeared on the outer layer of the Void Aggregate, all of which were the firelight of exploding mechanical lifeforms. In front of the heavy assault ships' armor, which was hundreds of meters thick, they were as fragile as eggs. Without any power to resist! In fact, this was the meaning of the heavy assault ships' existence. Their armor was their weapon!

But even the sharpest spear has a breaking point. The heavy assault ships' charge was the most overbearing in the universe, but it was also the most dangerous, because their strongest armor was only at the front. Heavy assault ships were warships of no return!

Visibly, intense light suddenly erupted from the top of the Void Aggregate. Then the energy rules of the battlefield changed, and the engines responsible for propelling the heavy assault ships dimmed in unison, with a loss of more than 70% of their power. Without enough thrust, the heavy assault ships' speed immediately decreased, and they were surrounded by densely packed Segestus. In just a moment, two warships were breached.

In the channel, the last roars of the heavy assault ship crew rang out.

"Damn mechanical monsters, they've broken in!"

"Hold on, pull them all into the warship, try to attract more!"

"The gravity field has been cut off, but it doesn't matter. Has the captain activated the self-destruct device yet?"

"Ha, the self-destruct device is activated, hold them back!"

"Long live humanity!"

Boom!!

Two huge fireballs erupted in the void, like two small suns. That was the final glory of the two heavy assault ships, and what achieved this glory, besides the wreckage that filled the void, were the hundreds of Segestus who perished with them.

On the bridge of the mothership, everyone witnessed this scene. The muscles on Bass's face twitched slightly, and then he emotionlessly ordered.

"The heavy assault ships have entangled the target, heavy fire support ships, cover them. Kill them all."

He turned his head, facing Blood Eye and the others. "When this batch of enemies disappears with the heavy assault fleet, the passage will open."

"Then it will be our turn to act!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation..)