The Second Asteroid Belt War (4)

Thirty Mechs swiftly emerged from the asteroid cluster, carrying heavy anti-ship weaponry, and lunged towards the flank of the fleet protecting the transport ship.

As soon as they broke free, they unleashed a volley from the energy cannons mounted on their shoulders. While even the heaviest Mech weapons were significantly weaker than battleship cannons, this didn't mean Mechs were incapable of damaging warships.

Basically, every two or three Mechs focused fire on a single warship. Furthermore, with all 300 Mechs piloted by elite ace pilots, their accuracy was naturally not weak. Lin Fan, in particular, ensured every shot hit a critical spot.

After one wave of attacks, the escort fleet finally reacted. They hadn't expected 300 Mechs to be lurking on their flank, so close, almost at point-blank range.

At this distance, the escort fleet had only one choice: to respond with close-in defense weapons. As for fighter jets? Unfortunately, they had all been dispatched to intercept the 9,000 Mechs behind them. The idea of turning to face the enemy head-on? Even more unfortunately, by the time they completed the turn, the enemy Mechs would have already flown into the warship formation.

After three rounds of attacks, with a loss of nine Mechs, 291 Mechs charged into the warship formation. They were all elites, so even without Lin Fan's command, they knew exactly how to fight within the warship formation.

Consequently, many crippled warships were not finished off. Instead, the Mechs used these disabled vessels as shields and trenches to attack other warships.

The entire escort fleet found itself somewhat constrained, unable to act freely. While there were less than 300 Mechs, these were all elite human pilots, and the combat effectiveness of one elite pilot could easily match ten ordinary pilots.

"Damn it, what are those useless people outside doing? Why can't they even deal with a mere 300 Mechs?"

Duolun watched the warships being crippled outside the viewport, his anger burning.

Meanwhile, Lin Fan, along with Zhang Hu and over ten other pilots, had already reached the side of the transport ship. Zhang Hu then used a cutting machine he brought to directly carve a large hole in the outer hull of the transport ship's cargo bay.

Ten Mechs were left to guard the exterior of the ship, preventing any Oakes Empire vessels from approaching. After all, the enemy wouldn't dare open fire on these Mechs.

Subsequently, the remaining Mechs followed Lin Fan, filing into the transport ship's cargo hold.

The surrounding escort warships noticed this situation, but there was nothing they could do to rescue them. They wanted to bring their warships closer to dispatch troops for support? But with ten Mechs armed with anti-ship weapons guarding the exterior, how could they get close? Open fire directly? The Ninth Prince was still on the transport ship; what if they hit an escort ship?

At this moment, alarms were blaring inside the transport ship, and Duolun was starting to panic.

"Your Highness, let's hurry to the escape pods!"

"Good!"

"You two, go and bring Liang Xue here as well!"

"Yes!"

Wood's two subordinates quickly approached Liang Xue, flanking her. However, because Liang Xue struggled so fiercely, they couldn't easily escort her away and had to drag her out!

Bang

"What are you dawdling for? Just kill her and leave immediately!"

Seeing Wood's two subordinates and Liang Xue struggling, Duolun impatiently turned and slapped Wood, shouting.

The two people holding Liang Xue looked at Wood, hesitating. Wood gritted his teeth and nodded at them.

Seeing Wood's nod, one of them pulled out a small laser gun, pointed it at Liang Xue's head, and slowly squeezed the trigger.

Fzzt

After the laser gun fired, everyone was somewhat stunned. The scene before them was different from what they had prepared themselves to see.

Liang Xue didn't fall in a pool of blood. Instead, the head of Wood's subordinate, who was holding the gun, was pierced by a small hole, and he fell to the ground.

"Who gave you the guts to lay a hand on my woman!"

A voice filled with killing intent boomed from the entrance to the command bridge. As everyone turned to look, they saw Lin Fan, Zhang Hu, and another five subordinates standing at the doorway, guns pointed at everyone in the bridge.

For a moment, the entire command bridge fell silent. Only Liang Xue stared blankly at Lin Fan, tears streaming down her cheeks once again.

Ignoring the others, Lin Fan walked directly towards Liang Xue's location.

Wood signaled to the other subordinate still by Liang Xue's side. The subordinate immediately understood Wood's intention. As Lin Fan approached, he would take him down when he wasn't paying attention.

Just as Lin Fan passed by him and reached Liang Xue, he made his move, acting according to Wood's plan with lightning speed.

Wood was very clear about these two subordinates of his; their combat skills were top-notch. Launching a surprise attack on someone like Lin Fan, who had just graduated from military school, in this situation was practically a sure thing. The only one to blame would be Lin Fan himself for being careless and walking over so directly.

"Commander!"

Zhang Hu shouted loudly upon seeing this, simultaneously raising his gun to kill the attacker. However, Zhang Hu couldn't pull the trigger, nor could the others.

The angle was too awkward to fire. Even if they hit the attacker, the laser would pass through his body and ultimately harm Lin Fan.

Just as everyone thought Lin Fan was about to be captured, Lin Fan dodged his body and quickly extended his right hand.

The person lunging at Lin Fan suddenly lost sight of him. While confused, he felt a sharp pain in his throat and realized Lin Fan's right hand had clamped around his neck. He tried to struggle but couldn't muster any strength.

Lin Fan glanced at him, said nothing, then tightened his grip and threw him aside.

Inconceivable! Lin Fan's physical attributes were 3.5 times the human limit. Even if someone had good combat skills, what did that matter? Could it compare to Lin Fan's super reflexes, agility, and strength?

In Lin Fan's eyes, the attacker's lightning-fast move earlier was like slow motion.

This scene shocked everyone, including Zhang Hu and the other elite pilots. How could their commander possess such formidable skills? It felt like he could take on a hundred people alone.

He crouched in front of Liang Xue and used the dagger he carried to cut her free. He looked at the tear tracks on her cheeks.

"I'm sorry. I promised I wouldn't let you cry again, but you're crying again so soon."

"These are tears of joy!"

Liang Xue looked at Lin Fan and shook her head, saying.

"Let's go. The situation with your father is still tense!"

"Okay!"

Standing up, Lin Fan took Liang Xue and walked towards the exit of the command bridge. As he passed Zhang Hu, he quietly said something to him before leaving.

"Leave no one alive!"