Him and their stars

In fact, Miss Ostana was not particularly precise at all. Major General Biffick's condition at this time was not just injured, he had basically lost the ability to move.

Major General Biffick, who can still touch the tail of his youth, is indeed a fierce general worthy of His Majesty the Emperor's praise.

This type of soldier would never be in the firing line as long as he could still move. But the problem is, he is now. Even if it doesn't go down, it won't work. Ten minutes ago, an ion cannonball focused on the bridge of the dreadnought ship Wang Hu. Although it failed to penetrate the shield and armor plate, it successfully caused a violent tremor inside the bridge.

Due to the previous two battles and the ensuing pursuit that lasted for several days, Wang Hu's hull had accumulated a lot of scars. This time the violent shaking finally turned into structural damage, and a ceramic shard fell from the ceiling wall and fell towards Rear Admiral Biffick, who stood at the front of the top floor of the bridge.

The fierce general brother was caught off guard and was directly hit on the head by ceramic shards. The color of his orange hair suddenly became a little hotter. His burly body was even stabbed by a broken fragment, and he fell directly from the highest platform of the bridge, hitting a service robot on the lowest level with a loud bang.

The robot that looked like a movable freezer immediately fell apart, and the smell of meat suddenly hit the bridge... OK, this robot is here to deliver food.

The crew members at the bottom stayed there for nearly half a minute before rushing up to rescue their commander who also had a delicious smell of meat.

In the past, this kind of sneak attack from nature would certainly not be able to do anything to General Biffick, who was a psyker. In other words, if he was an orthodox imperial general and sat in his position honestly, nothing would happen.

However, for nearly a month since the Lion's Den Fortress was lost, he had not had a full night's sleep. His average sleep time per day was less than two hours, and he was holding back his anger and thinking about how to get the place back.

After the war started, he stood upright at the front of the top platform of the bridge, like a domineering statue. He was probably preparing to let all the soldiers see that their commander was standing in the line of fire, commanding everyone to bravely kill the enemy. heroic figure.

If the staff hadn't stopped him, he would have even prepared to jump into a gang himself.

It must be said that this is very useful. After all, the garrison fleet that suffered a defeat was full of anger from top to bottom. Seeing the commander being so enthusiastic, naturally they all got on top and pounced on their troops. The predator who surpassed him would be beaten on the head with a stick.

Of course, it must be admitted that the battle went so smoothly except for everyone's bravery. The sudden fire on the enemy's two dreadnoughts at the beginning of the battle also played an extremely important role.

In short, after the crazy imperial army completely defeated the Predator fleet, it lost its formation and fled in all directions. It continued to attack, as if it was ready to pursue it until the end of the universe.

This common sense among military strategists is that you should not pursue the poor enemy, but it does not apply at all times. In the next dozen hours, these imperial soldiers who fell into a state of rage were divided into several small units, preparing to kill all enemy troops.

The King Tiger, which was personally commanded by Major General Biffick, took on the biggest task - to pursue the Predator's flagship "Scarlet Throne".

At this moment, one of the two dreadnoughts in the Predator fleet, the "Fire Steel Skeleton" belonging to the Myshandar Troll, had been bombarded to the point of losing its power and main guns, and could only stay where it was and be slaughtered. As for the other ship, the Scarlet Throne owned by General Huitan, the long-bearded demon, was actually the first to find the right time to withdraw from the battlefield.

Not only did he withdraw from the battlefield, he was also not seriously injured. Not only was he not seriously injured, but General Huitan's maneuverability was probably well known to many people. When the Scarlet Throne withdrew from the battlefield, there were also many quick-witted captains who made the same move.

As a result, when the battle line completely collapsed, General Huitan once again gathered a fleet consisting of a fearless, two large fire-breathing ships, a mothership and several medium-sized ships, preparing to withdraw from the Modan system.

Is this okay?

According to the Imperial Navy Code of Conduct and the military models of various countries, only when all the opponent's main battleships are sunk can it be considered a true total annihilation.

Rear Admiral Biffick believes that now that the battle has reached this point, his duties as commander of the entire fleet have been fulfilled. What he needs to do next is to fulfill his full merits as a general. He even snatched Wang Hu's command from the captain and personally led the ship to charge at full speed, heading directly towards the long-bearded demon's red flagship. In Brother Mengjiang's eyes, that red ship was so unsightly that leaving it on seemed like a blasphemy to the universe.

As a result, there was another pursuit battle that lasted for more than ten hours. Wang Hu even followed the enemy fleet from the Modan galaxy to the nearby Crystal Plains 6 galaxy. The number of imperial warships following the Wanghu in Friendly Street also changed from twelve to three - of course they were not sunk, they were either left behind or were ordered by the general himself to pursue other targets.

Of course, the results are also brilliant. One of the large fire-breathing ships accompanying him was sunk, and the mothership ran out of energy as early as six hours and became a prisoner of the empire.

As for the largest prey, the Scarlet Throne, half of its stern had been cut off, and one-third of its engines were out, rendering it completely unable to move.

If the fight continues like this, the opponent will definitely die. Major General Biffick's eyes were red, like a hungry tiger that had driven its prey to the cliff.

After this battle, I can be said to have washed away my previous failures, right? Brother Mengjiang thought.

But at this time, the only remaining fire-breathing ship of the Marauders finally made a contribution.

This kind of warship unique to predators can be understood as a battlecruiser with extremely enhanced firepower. Of course, the Predators cannot compete with the Empire and Alliance in terms of single-round artillery technology, but quantitative changes can always lead to qualitative changes.

An ion cannonball fired from it hit the bridge of the also-scarred King Tiger, finally leaving the Imperial forces (temporarily) without their brave commander.

Thankfully, Major General Biffick is a psyker after all. The kind of severe injury that could kill an ordinary person on the spot only caused him to fall into a coma.

There was a brief panic on the Wanghu. Of course, given the quality of the Imperial Army, this panic did not last long. The chief of staff and captain quickly took over command. The former ordered the entire army to continue pursuing the fleeing enemy ships and ignore them. The latter quickly directed the engineering staff and all idle crew members to carry out emergency repairs. In less than three minutes, all the garbage on the bridge was cleared and a medical channel was created.

The lives of Major General Biffick and most of the seriously wounded were saved.

In addition, the Wanghu did not forget to fight back. It unleashed a burst of output that immediately sent the predator fire-breathing ship flying.

But it must be admitted that the predators on that ship were really amazing. While retreating, they fired a cannon and hit the Wanghu again, but cut off a shield generator on its right side. .

This is equivalent to the scene of a fight. An unlucky guy who was beaten to the point of being unable to fight back could only squat with his head in his hands. He covered his face while running away, and casually swung his elbow back, hitting his opponent's chin.

All I can say is that this is destiny.

The power of the pitch-black fearless shield suddenly dropped by half and thirty, and the shield surrounding the bridge flickered for a moment before going down.

At this time, a Predator warship seemed to notice this scene and rushed towards the bridge of the King Tiger. The medium-sized mothership has already been beaten to the point of being on fire, and may self-destruct at any time. But at this moment, the predators on the ship were finally aroused.

After all, they had been beaten on the head for almost half a month, from Asti to the Lion's Den, and from Modan to this remote Crystal Plains galaxy. It was impossible not to feel aggrieved. Now, probably seeing that our own side is basically hopeless, we are preparing to give it a final push.

After all, whether they are trolls or long-bearded demons, they are all fighting nations across the galaxy, and they are somewhat ruthless.

The remaining three imperial warships accompanying Wang Hu all had their own opponents, and it was too late to come to the rescue.

More importantly, since the mother ship is attacked, there will naturally be relevant bonuses in terms of protection. When it made up its mind and prepared to hit itself as a cannonball, in the blink of an eye it started charging at its maximum speed and rushed within the shortest range of Wang Hu's main gun. This brave King Tiger could only use close-in defense guns to continuously bombard it, but the gunners found in despair that they were just like using ice picks to knock off a large solid lump of ice, peeling off one layer after another.

If this continues, the other party may hit the flagship in a minute or two at most.

But at this moment, a ship silhouette was seen flashing out from behind the ice crystal asteroid not far away, which was a triple salvo of main guns. Three red rays shot across the dark sky like spears, hitting the Predator warship continuously.

This time the shelling was so perfect that it penetrated the hull on the spot.

As a result, a more majestic flame rose from inside the ship on the spot. The huge warship, several hundred meters long, suddenly lost its balance, tilted its body, and staggered forward for a few seconds, and then began to collapse. The rear half of the ship tilted to one side, spiraling and drifting into the distance, while the front half continued to move forward with inertia, but it had already deviated from the trajectory.

It still hit Wang Hu, but it only grazed the thick armor belt on one side, causing a rather terrifying scratch. Finally, it hung on the rear half of the dreadnought and exploded.

In this way, the scarred Wang Hu suffered the heaviest and last injury of this battle. Hundreds of sailors were killed in the collision.

However, the bridge was saved, as were the senior officers on it.

The chief of staff and the captain let out a sigh of relief at the same time, quickly looked in the direction of their savior, and saw a Clear Sky-class cruiser flying over from there, and sent a certification preference to themselves.

"A member of the Imperial Astral Knights, the cruiser Buran has returned to the team and is willing to accept the command of your ship!"

At this time, on the cruiser Buran, Colonel Yeager Soback wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his head from the sight, and let out a sigh of relief.

Naturally, he personally operated this perfect bombardment. As a "star hunting" psyker, this is what he is best at.

What's more, the distance of the cannon attack just now is exactly within the perfect hitting range of the light spear cannon. For an experienced psychic shooter, it is more difficult to miss than to hit.

But despite this, Soback still felt that the few minutes before sneaking forward, ambush and aiming, and finally launching the artillery bombardment were definitely the second tormenting time in his life - the first torment was of course the sacrifice to the God of War. The period when the "evil star" whose name cannot be mentioned was a prisoner, ah no, a strategic partner.

Fortunately, he got through it and finally took advantage of the opportunity.

Soback wiped his face with lingering fear. Just as he was about to say something, he saw everyone on the boat looking at him with admiration. Obviously, the bombardment that killed the enemy ship with one hit was indeed in line with the definition of a hero.

"What are you looking at me for? Hurry over and help!" Colonel Soback said loudly, pointing to the King Tiger with the remains of an enemy ship stuck in his waist.

Unfortunately, he, Sobaike, was too timid, but at least he still had feelings for his comrades. Since he was here, how could he not help?

What's more, the enemy fleet's last will to resist is gone, so it can naturally show up arrogantly.

General Huitan, who was standing on the distant Scarlet Throne, sighed, knowing that there was no room for rescue on his side, so he had better escape as far as he could while he could.

Fortunately, because of the last brave attack of the mothership under his command, he still bought himself some time.

So, a slutty red dreadnought riddled with holes, and a fire-breathing ship that was also riddled with holes just after using up all the courage and luck in this life, sailed hand in hand in the direction of the Abyss Nebula like brothers in trouble. .

...Then, just after running a few million kilometers, the two ships shuddered almost simultaneously, and several of the engines that were still running suddenly stopped. The speed dropped a lot, and even the normal cruising speed could not be maintained.

"I, let's repair it right away!" Facing General Huitan's murderous gaze, the technical officer said with a sad face.

Looking at the anxious backs of the technicians, Huitan no longer had the energy to get angry.

Of course, compared to the majestic black dreadnought of the Empire, their luck was relatively good, at least the ship could still move. Over there, the war moment belonging to Wang Hu was over.

This dark dreadnought, during the previous twelve hours of battle, was like a peerless general who had entered a violent state, suppressing the last strategic group of predators that still had the ability to counterattack. A stormy onslaught.

However, after killing countless enemy generals and exhausted with several arrows, he finally stopped where he was.

"Set the ship, let's keep chasing!" Rear Admiral Biffick roared loudly on the bridge.

It has to be said that the physical fitness of psykers is really amazing. The old man's body was covered with bandages, his skull was fractured, there was a penetrating wound on his chest, and at least seven or eight bones in his body were broken. An ordinary person would have to go to the ICU even if he was not cold, but he suddenly woke up two minutes after being put on the stretcher. He even raised his body and pushed away the conscript next to him, and his shouting was still full of energy.

"You have to go to the medical cabin now." The chief of staff said helplessly: "Also, although the collision of the enemy ship just now did not hit the vital points, it did damage the power system. The engineering department has already estimated that it will take at least two Hours later, power and shields can be restored.”

The seriously injured general swore an un-aristocratic expletive and closed his mouth glumly.

He then looked at the friendly ships that were following him. They were two light cruisers and a light assault carrier, and they were all injured. It was indeed beyond their capabilities to pursue two large main battle armors.

Although Major General Biffick is fierce, he is not stupid. He will not force his subordinates to do things beyond their capabilities, nor will he force his subordinates to die.

Are you still unable to do your best after all? The major general sighed, and then he saw the Buran approaching him outside the porthole.