2751. Sacrificing one's life for one's country
Bang! Zila Zila~~~~
The sound of cracking electric sparks resounded all around, and the metal bulkhead was burnt with blackened cracks by the current. Some sparks splashed onto his face, waking Dennis Henke up from his coma.
He opened his eyes suddenly and tried to struggle to sit up, but found that his left leg was tightly pressed by the broken console. He gasped in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He couldn't help but scream miserably, and pushed the heavy metal debris with both hands.
"Boss! Gvar! Is anyone still alive?" Henk shouted loudly, and the only response to him was the hiss of a short circuit and the roar of a broken ship hull in the distance.
He looked around and saw a TIE-Avenger fighter jet plunged directly into the turret of the B-16 where he was and was shattered into pieces. Blue coolant oozed from the wreckage of the cockpit, and he could also see the pilot in a black flight suit hanging in the air by a pile of wires, dangling like a puppet on a string.
"In the end... in the end..." Henk shook his head.
Chaotic memories kept flashing back in Dennis Henke's mind. He only remembered that the "Punk" they were on, the Star Destroyer, was originally located on the left wing and was happily shooting at the opponent's frigate formation.
He didn't know what happened in other parts of the battlefield at that time. He just felt that his mission was quite easy. Apart from the fact that those new-model frigates were very flexible and difficult to hit, nothing much happened.
However, the situation took a turn for the worse when the Punk suddenly engaged a Hell-Angel Class Battlecruiser!
The gunfire from the Hell-Angel Class Battlecruiser was very fierce, although it was not a shocking scene from Henke's perspective. There were no overwhelming missiles, nor densely packed Blaster Beams, only some colorful flashes, and the human eye could not even distinguish the ballistics.
However, above his head, the ripples of Deflector Shield were constantly rippling, showing that the shield was withstanding extremely high-intensity firepower. And it seemed that their warship was also under attack from other directions. Then the warship suddenly began to turn violently, with such a magnitude that even the Gravity Generator inside the warship had no time to rotate. The fierce centrifugal force tore his body, and the seat belt was deeply cut into his flesh.
Then, he saw a terrifying sight that he would never forget!
A huge disk-shaped structure appeared in front of him, occupying almost his entire field of vision.
It's Separatist Titan warship!
And it is very obvious that this Titan warship is charging the main gun!
The Punk turned frantically to try to avoid the coming devastating blow, but it was too late. The deep muzzle in the center of the disk was filled with terrifyingly powerful energy. Then, Henk's eyes were blinded by the light that tore the universe apart. He couldn't see anything, and could only roar with heart-breaking fire, fire, fire.
It should be said that Henk's luck was quite good. The Punk he was in was not the target of Doomsday Weapon, but when his sight recovered, as the Punk turned, he witnessed the truly terrifying side of this war!
Countless missiles flew through the air, dense Turbolaser cannons fired wildly, and drones and fighter jets were overwhelming like dark clouds!
Even with the assistance of the fire control tactical eyepiece, he could not see anything else on the battlefield. Apart from various destructive fire nets, he could not distinguish anything.
There were constant explosions of Deflector Shield overhead. Even if there was no explosion, Deflector Shield was still flashing. There is no doubt that it was irradiated by laser weapons.
The noisy noise filled Henk's eardrums, driving him almost crazy. Explosions, sirens, and shouts were heard endlessly. These sounds were beating at his brain at extremely high frequencies, indicating that his battleship was under concentrated attack.
And no matter how far back the B-16 turret was, it was still one of the people on the entire battleship most directly facing the battlefield. The countless gunfire seemed to be fired directly at his face, putting him under terrible pressure.
Dennis Henke could only scream loudly subconsciously. This feeling of facing death was something that only he could experience in the entire turret. All others needed was to look at the data on their respective system interfaces.
Then, Deflector Shield flashed and completely shattered! Then, Henk watched helplessly as a missile flew straight towards him!
The fire control eyepiece marked this missile very clearly. Obviously, the automatic combat command system asked his turret to intercept this missile.
But how can the XX-9 heavy Turbolaser gun intercept missiles?
Henk could only watch this desperate missile flying straight towards his face, but there was nothing he could do.
Immediately, all the surrounding sounds disappeared...
At that moment, Henk felt as if he had been hit hard in the chest by a heavy hammer, and then his whole body seemed to have lost weight.
Then, he didn't know anything anymore.
Now it seems that the missile did not hit the turret directly, but at that time it was hit by the falling TIE-Avenger fighter jet.
I don't know if it was unfortunate or fortunate, but the fallen TIE-Avenger fighter jet just blocked the torn gap in the turret, allowing the automatic sealing gel that was better than nothing to take effect.
Henk looked at the sticky milky white gelatinous substance surrounding the wreckage of the fighter jet. Under normal circumstances, you would not be able to see this thing alive - because when this self-sealing system is activated, you will almost die too.
He calmed down for a while and felt that he had regained some strength. Then he tried hard again to push away the remains of the console that was pressing his left leg, but it still had no effect, and the metal remains did not move at all.
"Help... Help!" Henk shouted loudly, but the only answer he received was the sizzling sound of electric sparks.
Just when he was about to run out of voice, heavy footsteps suddenly came, accompanied by the sound of metal collision. Then, a K-X series security robot came over, with engineering module equipment for ion welding and cutting installed on its body.
"Hey! Get me out quickly! Quick!" Denis Henke shouted.
However, the robot just glanced at him, lifted up a pair of iron walls, and began to move the twisted turret door. The sound of twisted metal creaking made people feel sad, but Henk finally saw the hope of survival.
"That's right! That's the hatch, open it! Then get rid of this damn console that's pressing me down!" Henk shouted.
However, he discovered that the robot was exerting force in the wrong direction.
"No! Wait a minute! The direction is wrong! This hatch should be opened to the right!" Henk reminded.
Squeak~~~Boom!! The metal hatch slammed shut, and the K-X series security robot looked at him through the gap in the hatch and said coldly, "This is the right direction."
"No! Wait a minute! I'm still in there! You should get me out first! No!!" Denis Henke roared angrily.
"This ship is about to continue its combat mission and enter hyperspace navigation. The B-16 turret is likely to be damaged due to the torn outer armor belt, so it needs to be closed in advance." The K-X security robot said coldly.
It also began to use a welding gun to seal the gap in the hatch.
"No! I'm still in there! You should get me out before sealing the turret!!" Henk yelled.
The K -
"No!! I'm human! You should save me first! Save me!" Hunk yelled.
But the K-X security robot ignored him and continued welding.
Henk suddenly thought of something, and he quickly asked, "You said we want to continue the combat mission? Where are we going? The Punk has obviously been injured! Why are we still going to fight?"
"The Punk's injuries are not serious. Counting a total of 172 injuries here, they are all within control." K-X security robot said, "The order we received is to attack Bilbrin Planet immediately."
"Bilbrin Planet?" Henk felt that all the blood in his body had solidified. He seemed to have seen the terrible scene on the battlefield reappear, "No...Bilbrin Planet is a fortress planet! We just finished a battle, why do we want to attack there? We will die! We will die! Get me out quickly! Get me out quickly!"
"Attack Bilbrin Planet, this is the order." The K-X robot glanced at him one last time and blocked a metal plate in the gap with a clang, completely blocking Henk's screams inside.
An hour ago, Galactic Empire's First System Army, flagship--Reaper Executor-class Super Star Destroyer.
The fleet staff members were celebrating with their heads up, cheering for their success in recapturing Palanci Planet. Goalkeeper Plan was not expected by them at first, but now, they have successfully recovered the target and repelled Kingdom of Dawn fleet. This makes them extremely excited.
But Oswald-Marshal Tessik couldn't laugh. He knew that he was completely fooled by the opponent's Commander. The opponent's Commander retreated in order to advance, using Palanci Planet as bait to divide his fleet, and after severely damaging Combat Group A, he walked away.
In previous battles, Kingdom of Dawn fleet also suffered heavy losses, but thanks to the emergency repairs of Taowu Titan warship, Fleet Shield, and a large number of logistics repair ships with remote maintenance technology, many battleships were only damaged but not sunk.
After they successfully evacuate, those warships only need to be repaired before they can return to battle, which is much faster than building new warships.
Moreover, although Palanci Planet has been recovered, the factories and defense facilities on the planet have been completely destroyed. Including the orbital defense system that Galactic Empire had previously built at a huge cost, all were destroyed.
In other words, in order to rebuild Palanci Planet's defense system, the Empire will need to invest huge sums of money again and consume countless manpower and material resources to complete it.
Looking at the bewildered expression of Governor Palanci Planet in the holographic projection communication, Oswald-Tessik understood that he had actually lost this battle.
It's just that he still hasn't figured out what Kingdom of Dawn's battle plan is.
Galactic Empire's First System Army's Combat Group A paid the loss of more than 170 Star Destroyer, more than 100 Light Cruiser and almost all frigates in this battle. Most of those frigates were massacred by the Kingdom of Dawn drone swarm after the Imperial fleet formation was stretched and disjointed in the later stages of the battle.
Moreover, Reaper Super Star Destroyer also suffered considerable damage. Not to mention anything else, more than 1,700 of the 5,000 main guns alone had been destroyed, which is enough to show how serious the damage was to the battleship.
The greater loss was that all 40 Shield Ship IIs were destroyed. In other words, the only 30 shield ships of Combat Group B they can still use. If the opponent's Archangel Titan warship attacks again, then Imperial fleet can only gamble with its own life on the hit rate of Doomsday Weapon.
Oswald-Tessik sighed, no matter what, this can be regarded as some progress, and he should be able to explain it to His Majesty the Emperor.
After the battle, he immediately asked his adjutant to send the victory report to Imperial Center. In the report, he asked the clerk to write the battle report as beautifully as possible, claiming that because of His Majesty the Emperor's wise decision, First System Army finally recovered Palanci Planet after fighting bravely, and fired the first shot of the counterattack on Kingdom of Dawn's homeland.
However, until now, there has been no reply from Imperial Center, and the silence is terrifying.
The longer the time went on, the more desperate Oswald-Tessik felt. He understood that under normal circumstances, Imperial Center would have responded to the report on the results of the battle within an hour at the latest. Whether it was reward, comfort or punishment, there would be an explanation.
However, now, Imperial Center is deathly quiet, as if Battle of Palanci never happened!
After more than an hour, Oswald-Tessik finally gave up. Now he understood the meaning of the Empire. No, it should be His Majesty the Emperor.
So, he stood up suddenly and said to the adjutant, "Send another letter to Imperial Center. I! Imperial Marshal Oswald-Tessik will personally lead the army and launch a desperate assault on Bilbrin Planet! Long live the Empire! Long live the emperor!"
"Lord Marshal! You..." The adjutant wanted to say something, but when he saw Tessik's determined eyes, he understood completely. His throat rolled, and he finally swallowed the words of dissuasion. He could only nod heavily and said in a trembling tone, "Yes... Lord Marshal."
This time, the reply from Imperial Center was very fast, but only one sentence - [Please ensure the safety of Super Star Destroyer.]
Marshal Tessik's body trembled, and he said in a deep voice, "Send the order! Organize a squadron composed only of Imperial-class Star Destroyer, led by me personally, and go to Bilbrin Planet... to conduct exploratory fire reconnaissance!"