1287, Battle of Rendili (thirteen)
Das-Malthael paused again, raised his eyes and glanced at Jesse-Darlen, then looked at the holographic star map, and suddenly said, "Oh~~ It turns out those three ships are Knight-class Star Destroyer. I thought they were Imperial-class. Forget it, the result is similar anyway."
"Sir, what should I do now? Please think of a solution quickly..." Jesse-Darlen was at his wits end, and he said eagerly, "Sir, you don't want to see the Rendili fleet destroyed, right?"
Upon hearing this, Das-Malthael's mouth twitched slightly, and then his face turned livid. He raised his hand and waved, and an invisible force instantly knocked Jesse-Darlen away from the flagship.
Jesse-Darlen was knocked to pieces on the wall of the bridge. He didn't know which of his normal words was wrong. How could he have offended this gentleman?
At this time, another slightly frivolous voice came from beside Jesse, "Hey, what did you do to make him so angry? Forget it, it still looks too stupid. Didn't you realize that the other side wants to raid our right wing? Once the right wing is defeated, let's not fight this air battle and admit defeat."
The person who came was actually Cun Te.
He came to the communicator, smiled slightly at Das-Malthael and said, "Leave this to me, buddy. I worked in the navy before becoming a mercenary. Although I am only a pilot, I know some things about command."
"I thought you had left." Das-Malthael said lightly.
"I have a beginning and an end to doing things, which is my advantage." Cun Te said.
Das-Malthael nodded, "Then I'll leave the fleet to you."
Cun Te waved his hand and closed the communication directly.
Then he walked over and dragged Captain Jesse-Darlen up from the ground, helped him pick up the military cap and put it on for him, and said, "If I were you, I would have all the battleships move to the right wing immediately."
"Have you ever had a head-on confrontation with Republic warship?" Jesse-Darlen asked.
"The reason why there is a loophole on the right wing is because there is a space defense platform there that has not joined us yet and is sitting on the mountain watching the fight between tigers. As long as we control that platform, we can hold on for a little longer." Cun Te pointed at the star map and said.
"That's the platform where Troda is stationed. He won't help us." Jesse-Darlen said.
"Haha, the defense platform is dead, but the people are alive." Cun Te patted Jesse on the shoulder, "We surrounded the fleet and told him that if he doesn't fire on Republic fleet, we will kill him first."
Jesse-Darlen turned pale and said, "Do you know the consequences of doing this? Troda's family is..."
Cun Te interrupted him directly, "We have even rebelled against Galactic Republic, so why are we afraid of the consequences? Just do it."
Captain Jesse-Darlen looked ugly, but he still nodded.
On the other side, Das-Malthael had already flown out of the hangar entrance on the side of Victory I-class Star Destroyer in a V-19 fighter jet, heading towards the brutal air combat battlefield.
Looking at the dense group of fighters over there, as well as the Rendili fighters that were constantly being blown into fireballs in space, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Das-Malthael's mouth.
Rendili StarDrive, was beaten to death by Galactic Republic in almost every aspect. As Das-Malthael said before, Rendili StarDrive claims to have a heritage of twenty-five thousand years, but looking at it from another angle, is this not the heritage of Galactic Republic on the side of Rendili?
Some things cannot be separated.
So when Rendili StarDrive wants to break away from Galactic Republic, the first thing they have to face is not the power of Galactic Republic, but their own power against themselves.
Urlan family's betrayal will only be a farce in the end, and it is impossible for them to really fight against Galactic Republic.
And the reason why all of this is changing now is just because of one person - Tadas-Malthael!
That's right, he forced Rendili to have room to fight against Galactic Republic when there was no room for resistance, and he still does now.
In this fleet battle, it is impossible for Rendili's fleet to defeat Republic fleet, but...
Here he is!
Sith Lord, Das-Malthael is here!
Trinald-Lieutenant General Skarrid was waiting for the good news to come. He looked at the holographic star map with great satisfaction. When he saw the Rendili fleet moving towards the right wing, his expression changed slightly, but then he smiled sarcastically, and his eyes fell on the battlefield where the fighters from both sides were fighting.
The original combat mission of Galactic Republic's fighter formation was to entangle Rendili's warships and prevent them from conducting large-scale tactical maneuvers. However, as soon as the war started, it was discovered that the fighter pilots on Rendili's side were really bad. This was not an air battle at all, but a massacre!
So the Galactic Republic pilots who were capable of killing gave priority to annihilating the Rendili fighter formation, and then they could complete the mission without interference.
Who doesn't love turkey hunting?
"Send a message to His Excellency the Chancellor. Knight-class Star Destroyer and V-wing light fighter, which Kuat Drive Yards is handed over to Galactic Republic, will become Galactic Republic's powerful iron fist, destroying all Galactic Republic's enemies!" Lieutenant General Skarrid said to the communications soldier.
He was already ready to take credit, and at the same time he also gave Kuat Drive Yards a big thumbs up.
After all, Chancellor Palpatine is very fond of the battleships and fighter jets with exaggerated data sent by Kuat. The more he looks at them, the more he likes them. If he doesn't like them now, when will he wait?
However, not only him, but also the cheerful Galactic Republic fighter pilots did not notice an inconspicuous V-19 fighter jet quietly flying into the battlefield.
I don't know when the fighter air combat battlefield suddenly became a little weird, and more and more fighter pilots stopped attacking. Not only the pilot of Galactic Republic but also the pilot of Rendili, they all seemed to have stopped taking further actions and just mechanically adjusted the direction of the fighter jet's flight.
When Trinald-Lieutenant General Skarrid realized that something was wrong, at least more than half of the fighter jets on the air combat battlefield suddenly stopped fighting, then began to change direction, and instead flew straight towards Galactic Republic's battleship formation!
These fighter jets include Galactic Republic and Rendili. The total number has reached more than 800!!
"What happened? Let the fighter formation continue to perform combat missions!!" Lieutenant General Skarrid asked sharply.
"Falcon One! Falcon One! This is the flagship! Please answer! Continue to perform combat missions! Repeat..." The communications personnel in the flight control department desperately called their fighter formations.
But all the communications sent came to nothing!
In a V-wing fighter, the fighter pilot is wearing a black flight suit and a black full-coverage digital display helmet. He looks full of coldness and chilling technology. However, at this moment, under the full-coverage helmet, there was a constant whistling sound, as if the trachea was leaking.
And from the gaps in the gloves of the flight suit, there was some smelly and rotten liquid seeping out!
These pilots, unknowingly, have become walking zombies!