Him and their stars

President Nishita made a prompt decision and turned towards the shelter, with his loyal special forces following behind him. These soldiers have now changed into mechas, and they are surrounding the president's scooter and walking towards the spiral passage on the third floor.

Although the president's power scooter is advanced, it looks very simple, like a means of transportation for preschool children. It is surrounded by a group of men who are at least three meters tall after wearing mechas, just like a silverback gorilla dancing around a children's toy curiously.

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

The escorting community warships were also afraid of accidentally hurting the Azure Princess, so they had to stop the bombardment and send the assault team to land for support.

So, in just ten minutes, the Azure Princess had been penetrated by more than a dozen landing bridges from all directions by enemy and friendly ships. A huge cruise ship suddenly turned into a city caught in street fighting.

The armored door at the main entrance of the Azure Princess bridge has been raised halfway, forming a natural shelter, and the battle around this door has also entered a white-hot stage with the highest efficiency.

This is a door composed of five layers of armor and two layers of energy shields. Not to mention the material, the thickness alone is enough for a big man in a mecha to tap dance on it. This is of course also a modification made after the Navy Day incident in 830. It looks like a door, but it can basically be used as an armor plate for the main battleship.

If the captain's intention is followed, the door should be fully raised and the passage should be tightly blocked to wait for rescue. However, the first mate and the security minister both think this is inappropriate.

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

At that time, the attackers on the opposite side only needed to burn a hole with a lightsaber and then put some discordant things such as poison gas bombs in. The thousands of people in the bridge might not last for a minute.

In short, defense is okay, but it must not be dead-set. If you give up even counterattacks, even the strongest fortifications will become targets, which is equivalent to letting the enemy take whatever they want.

The captain thought it made sense.

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

The battle-hardened old marshal affirmed the judgment of the second mate and the security director. However, he still said: "However, in a boarding battle, tactics and equipment are actually minor issues, and powerful extraordinary people often play a decisive role. The battle of Far Shore Said that just ended is a clear proof. So, where is our extraordinary combat power?"

Everyone quickly counted their own psychics on the Azure Princess.

Captain Myron, the ship's security director, is a "war officer" of the "Throne" three rings, and he is in the bridge. Under the gaze of the old marshal and everyone, he quickly stood at attention and said: "With me here, the bridge will never be lost!"

In addition, Lieutenant Colonel Bom, the captain of the guard and deputy director of the Commission's Special Service Bureau, is the "steel skeleton" of the "guard" two rings, and has covered President Nishita from leaving the bridge. Although I can't contact him at the moment, he should be fine.

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

After all, he is a master of the Spiritual Research Society, and I dare not ask too much about many things. To be honest, if he had not worked in the Presidential Palace and had a subordinate relationship, even if he was the President, he would have to respectfully call these two young people "Master Juque" and "Master Yuchang" or something like that.

Finally, there is Mrs. Melalie G. Nishita. According to "Master Juque", this President's wife is actually the best master on the Azure Princess. However, I don't know how many rings she has, let alone which star ring. The relevant departments dare not ask too much about the two young masters of the Spiritual Research Society, and of course the President's wife is even more impossible.

However, the President's wife was so cruel and sassy during the Navy Day that year, and she was a master who killed people like crazy.

From this point of view, the extraordinary combat power on the ship is actually not weak! The per capita density of mysticism is even several percentage points higher than that of the main battleship of the Imperial Guards.

However, strength is a relative concept after all. Whether the mysticism combat power is enough depends on how many psychics the other side has.

Of course, everyone hoped that the troll that appeared on the battlefield was the enemy's only psychic, but even the most heartless optimists would never dare to have such a luxury.

So, everyone also understood that the safety of the Azure Princess no longer depended on themselves. This was really not something that could be laughed at.

However, survival will continue, and resistance will continue. Just like 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 to 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 marauder's warship?" The second officer looked distressed. 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 first mate looked at each other in disbelief. Marshal Aylwin also unavoidably twitched his brows, his expression downcast.

The so-called Guardian mecha is one of the standard mechas equipped by the Alliance Marines and Stormtroopers, and is indeed commonly equipped in the Grand High Seas 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 an oppressive 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 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 that 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 Grand 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!"

"clear!"

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 it is a bit difficult to judge if it is combined with the time requirements.

"Ten hours, is that the time it takes for the Iron Army Fleet to reach this star system?"

It takes ten hours to reach this star system, and it will take two or three hours of sub-light speed to reach the battlefield. By then, the daylily may be cold. The captain had nothing to say, so he could only smile bitterly and nod.

Marshal Erwin pondered for a moment: "Have you informed the Earth?"

The captain nodded. This is a basic safety measure. It is not to expect the Earth to come to rescue, but to remind them that if the president is in trouble, Vice President Yerro may have to be arranged to succeed him on the front line.

It is very necessary to make arrangements in advance, at least so as not to cause political turmoil in a hurry.

"Send a message to the Far Shore Nebula and the Fortress of Sede." Marshal Erwin said.

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

Could it be that General Yu Lian, the master of psychic energy, was asked to notify the real people of the Spiritual Research Association to come to the rescue! By the way, I heard that the powerful have the ability to cross the sea of ​​stars in an instant. Could I also see such a performance? The captain's heart was warmed, and he immediately felt that the current situation was still very hopeful.

Marshal Alwin seemed to see the other party's intention, but just shook his head and smiled: "High-level psychics do have the ability to cross the sea of ​​stars, but the conditions are very harsh. However, we must at least inform the genius child in the Fortress of what happened here as soon as possible. If possible, I even want to inform Yang Xiyi. It's a pity that he can't be contacted in the New World, and now I don't even know whether he is dead or alive."

"Your Excellency..."

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

Then, Marshal Alwin used recording to organize the current situation into a brief report, which also included his several speculations.

Of course, they are all pure inferences without evidence. Some ideas are even suspected of malicious speculation and conspiracy theories. If they are really spread out, it is estimated that they will cause diplomatic accidents.

The captain on the side heard it so thrilling that he thought it would be safer to go out and fight the attackers for three hundred rounds.

Then, at this time, Colonel Myron at the gate came over again and reported: "Enemy reinforcements have arrived! There are psychics!"

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

He did not get an answer from the security director Colonel Myron. This psychic had been directing the battle just now, and by the way, he opened the aura to buff the soldiers. But now, he had to carry his hot melt sword and prisoners of war and meet a storm passing from the sky.

The war hammer made of spiritual light flashed from the void and appeared just in front of the storm, as if waiting there for the opponent to hit it.

Then, there was a "boom" explosion, and the storm condensed into a tall and slender human figure again. The slender body was wrapped in a special power suit, looking like a slender and thin scarecrow, but the whole body was full of a demon-like evil spirit and evil spirit.

This is a bearded monster.

Well, the troll meat shield and the bearded monster's control are typical settings for the plunderer, but they are a bit too classic.

Colonel Myron shouted and smashed the axe with all his might. Although it was blocked by the force field shield and did not cause fatal injuries, it still knocked the axe back.

He is indeed an excellent psychic warrior, and with the bonus of the heraldry machine, he immediately gained the upper hand. However, from a defensive perspective, this is definitely not good news.