547. Bloody Battle Bespin (Interlude: E-3 Squadron)
After the last fierce strangulation, less than 400 Vulture droid fighters from the first batch of Fourth Civilizations took off were left, and 7 of the 100 Garda Flak Frigates were destroyed.
However, more than 800 of the 2,000 V-19 Torrent light fighters that took off from Galactic Republic were also destroyed. The space was full of mutilated and frozen pilot corpses.
Although the driving threshold for star fighters and even spaceships has been lowered a lot due to the advancement of automation and intelligent technology in the galaxy, every pilot also needs to go through strict screening and at least 8 months to a year of training. And because pilots are paid well, many of them are able to start a family, get married and have children in peacetime.
But now, perhaps less than 5 minutes after takeoff, the fighter jet that had been with them for several months and worth tens of thousands of credits had turned into dust in the cold space.
For those in power, waging a war may be just a game that can be played on the table, and each single digit in that long series of numbers may mean the rise and fall of several families.
But intelligent creatures still enjoy it.
From the time when primitive societies used stone axes to hit their compatriots on the head just because they belonged to a prey, to the interstellar era where destructive weapons that can kill a city or even a planet can be launched at the press of a button...
War never changes.
Just like now, when the wreckage of the previous batch of fighter jets is still floating in the nearby airspace, Galactic Republic the second batch of 2,000 fighter jets has arrived, and the fierce battle begins again...
New corpses began to be produced again.
Matt-Hona took off more than 1,000 Vulture droid fighters again, and these were the only Vulture droid fighters carried by the 10 Sova-class Carriers in his hands.
But this is by no means the last power in his hands.
A squadron of Z-95 Headhunter fighter jets passed by at high speed in space. The squadron leader looked at the instrument panel in front of him to confirm his position.
"E-3 Squadron, you are about to enter the key fire area of the opponent's No. 16 battleship. The current distance is 174 kilometers. Their turret is aiming in your direction. Please pay attention to avoid it." The message from the flight control came in the communication.
The squadron leader looked out the window. Although the position of battleship No. 16 was still outside the visual range, some black spots could still be vaguely seen under the reflection of the huge gas giant planet Bespin Planet, and the flickering lights there also lit up from time to time.
An alarm began to sound in the cabin. This was an alarm targeted by the enemy Fire Control Radar. The squadron leader and other fighters immediately began to turn and perform irregular evasive maneuvers.
A bunch of bright lasers kept coming, but they were all dodged by these pilots in advance.
"Confirm the position of the opponent's No. 14 battleship." The squadron leader said while adjusting the instruments and equipment in the cockpit.
"Kohl-class Battlecruiser of Separatists, number 14, enemy name Jianghai, was penetrated by our Raskov shield 2 minutes ago. According to the optical scan, there are 5 fire points. They are retreating at an acceleration of 80G. They are currently 2103.3 kilometers away from you." The flight control center replied.
"Apply to change the target and attack the opponent's No. 16 ship." said the squadron leader.
"I-5 Squadron, I-7 Squadron and I-10 Squadron are executing the attack mission of the No. 16 Ship. The application is rejected." The flight control center paused for two seconds, and then added, "According to the latest scan results, the fire point of the No. 14 Ship has been extinguished, and it is detected that the bow cannon is charging. They have not lost combat effectiveness. Please continue the attack operation. The opponent's warship is very thickly armored, so be careful."
At the same time, the view of No. 14 Kohl-class Battlecruiser came from the flight eyepiece, and the location of the fire point and the energy response of the 40m-diameter Hypermatter Railgun in the center were marked with light spots.
"E-3 received." After the squadron leader finished speaking, he pushed the joystick and flew straight towards the No. 14 battleship, followed closely by the other fighters in the squadron.
The anti-aircraft firepower coming from the front is getting denser and denser, with more and more lasers. The electronic system constantly identifies the positions of the turrets that are charging towards them, but even so, they still cannot avoid them all.
One of the fighter jets in the squadron was hit by a beam of close-in defense laser. The shield was immediately overloaded and the capacitor started to catch fire. "I've been hit!" the pilot exclaimed, and the fighter jet broke away from the formation.
The robot on the fighter jet immediately began repairs, but it was still unable to stop the fire from spreading. At this moment, another laser beam shone on the fighter jet. The entire Z-95 fighter jet was suddenly turned into a ball of fire by the high temperature, and exploded and decomposed amidst the screams of the pilot.
"They killed Jeff!" another pilot roared.
"It's a Flak Frigate! It's 192 kilometers away and approaching us! There's another one at 7 o'clock!"
"Keep the formation and get around it!" the squadron leader said immediately. They fired a wave of blasters according to the coordinates provided by the flight control center. Regardless of whether they hit or not, the squadron leader looked over and said, "Fire Proton Torpedo!"
"It's too far, captain, it won't work!" said a pilot.
"But it'll take the pressure off us! Launch!"
The Proton Torpedo mounted under the wing of the Z-95 fighter jet immediately ignited and launched. The blue plasma flame was not conspicuous in the dark cosmic background, but it carried extremely powerful power.
Sure enough, the anti-aircraft firepower in this direction was much less. The squadron leader immediately led his men to continue approaching the target. A few seconds later, the system transmitted a signal that Proton Torpedo had been intercepted, and the frontal anti-aircraft firepower was strengthened again.
Another team of V-19 Torrent starfighter approached them and said in the communication, "We are here to perform escort work. The Vulture fighter in this area have been cleared. Let's deal with those Flak Frigate. Remember to shoot Proton Torpedo into the buttocks of those Separatists."
"Leave it to me, brother." The squadron leader gave a thumbs up on the screen and replied.
The team of V-19 Torrent starfighter immediately flew over and fired a wave of missiles at the Garda Flak Frigate in front, and then surrounded it like locusts, continuously firing blasters and missiles. Sure enough, it attracted the opponent's attention, and the close-range anti-aircraft guns fired wildly at these fighters.
At this time, one of our own warships in the rear was already aiming here. The heavy Turbolaser cannon fired one shot, directly destroying the shield of the Garda Flak Frigate. Then it was continuously hit by the blaster beams and missiles of the V-19 fighter planes. The hull began to catch fire and billowing smoke.
However, the five remaining close-in defense guns on the Garda Flak Frigate were still firing continuously, and even shot down three V-19 fighter jets, including the one he had just spoken to.
"Separatists A Hiigaran-class is turning and accelerating. The route crosses with yours. Be careful to avoid it." Before the squadron leader could sigh, the voice of the flight control came over the communication.
As soon as the flight controller finished speaking, the squadron leader only saw a flat, streamlined warship approaching at an extremely fast speed. Within a few seconds, it quickly approached from beyond the visual distance and occupied the entire field of view!
The Z-95 squadron passed over the 1,009-meter huge Hiigaran-class battlecruiser. The squadron leader could even see the heavy-duty Particle Beam Cannon at the front of the battleship turning to take aim, and then emitted a dazzling beam of light. It was not known which of its own battleships was hit.
Noticed that the close-range anti-aircraft guns above the Hiigaran-class battlecruiser of their team of Z-95 fighter jets opened fire wildly. The powerful firepower immediately scattered their squadron, and another fighter jet was shot down.
"No! Andy!! You Separatists bastards!" a pilot yelled, angrily controlled the fighter jet to dive, and fired 4 Proton Torpedos at Hiigaran-class battlecruiser!
"Terry! Can't leave the formation! Come back!!" As soon as the squadron leader finished speaking, the fighter jet was concentratedly fired by Hiigaran-class's close-range anti-aircraft guns, and instantly exploded into pieces and scattered.
At the same time, the Proton Torpedo launched by the fighter exploded four light blue proton clouds on Hiigaran-class, the shield flickered, and the warship quickly flew away.
"Battleship No. 14! Just ahead! 120 kilometers away! Their shield recirculation has not been completed yet!" a pilot said loudly.
However, almost at this moment, an extremely dazzling light was emitted from over there! This light was so huge that it seemed to this fighter squadron as if they were in a dazzling river of light! For a moment, their entire vision was dazzled by this light. Fortunately, the system automatically closed their eyepieces so that their eyes would not be blinded by this light.
This light was several kilometers away from them, but its powerful power also caused their systems to flicker.
"The fighter jet is out of control! I..." Before the pilot of a fighter jet could finish his words, he was hit continuously by oncoming anti-aircraft fire, and the fighter jet suddenly exploded into a ball of fire.
The fighter jets were extremely fast, and within a few seconds of all this happening, their target, Battleship No. 14, appeared in front of them!
This is a Kohl-class Battlecruiser. The completely different style from the Galactic Republic warship stimulated their eyes. This warship, with a large head and small body, and a roughly long strip shape as a whole, is constantly firing with four heavy laser cannons in front. In the center of the bow, the muzzle of the 40m-caliber super cannon is still red, and white smoke is constantly spraying out. This is the coolant cooling the muzzle.
And it can be clearly seen that there are five huge defects on this battlecruiser, the largest one is almost more than 10 meters wide, and many spherical drones are urgently repairing the defects on the battleship.
"They are using drones to repair warships!" a pilot shouted, "There must be a drone mothership nearby!"
"Focus on our target! Launch Proton Torpedo!" the squadron leader said loudly with anger.
At this time, the voice of the flight controller suddenly came from the communication, "E-3 Squadron, there are a lot of weak radar reactions in front of you! Please pay attention!"
"You stupid thing, what do you mean by a weak radar response?" the squadron leader yelled.
But he knew immediately what it meant!
In the empty space ahead, more than a dozen missiles suddenly appeared out of thin air. Because these missiles were launched at extremely close range, there was almost no possibility of evasion!
Three fighter jets in the squadron were hit almost simultaneously and were instantly blown into countless pieces!
"It's a stealth fighter! Be careful!!!" the squadron leader exclaimed. His flying skills were extremely proficient. He immediately rolled several times in the air and fired induced bombs, finally escaping from danger. At the same time, a weak radar response finally appeared on his airborne radar.
A one-sided air battle immediately began around the 1,100-meter-long Kohl-class Battlecruiser.
There was almost no pause at all. Several rounds of Pulse Laser were fired. The squadron leader almost relied half on guessing and half on the sky to avoid this completely unpredictable firepower. However, the fighter jet was still hit by the in front of him. Kohl-class Battlecruiser was hit by close fire, and the shield capacitor was overloaded and damaged. Then the fighter was hit by Pulse Laser, a stealth fighter. The navigation robot was immediately destroyed, and thick smoke billowed in front of the aircraft, even blocking his sight.
The remaining fighters of the squadron also entered the battle. They fired at the invisible enemies indiscriminately, and then were destroyed one by one.
The squadron leader tore off the nameplate on his shoulder. His name and number were written on it - Galactic Republic, Grand Army of the Republic, 19th Legion, 1102 Flight Group, E-3 Squadron, Captain, Maxto. Hometown: Coruscant, 2144 floors, G-7 residential zoning, street...
Then he opened a small drawer in the cockpit. As he opened it, a small holographic projector projected an image of a family of three reunited, a 20-year-old wife, a 4-year-old child, and a 28-year-old husband - Maxto.
He put the nameplate into the small drawer and looked up at the huge Kohl-class Battlecruiser in front of him, his eyes almost bursting with flames, "Come on!! You despicable Separatists ers!! Have a taste of the power of your grandpa Galactic Republic!!!"
The speed of the Z-95 Headhunter fighter was increased as much as possible. All the induced bombs and smoke in the fighter were launched, and his target was the largest damage gap on the battleship!
The battleship immediately mobilized two close-defense turrets to attack him, and several stealth Wraith fighter followed closely and kept firing. However, the squadron leader Maxto was like a god at this time and managed to avoid most of the attacks!
He is a weak Force-sensitive!
At this moment, with his life and soul burning, he actually burst out with a power close to Jedi apprentice!
But miracles would not last forever, and the close-range anti-aircraft gun finally hit his fighter. The moment before the fighter jet was hit, Maxto pressed the launch button as if he had a tacit understanding.
While the fighter jets were completely torn apart by close-range firepower, two Proton Torpedos were launched and almost instantly penetrated through the largest gap in the Kohl-class Battlecruisers!
Immediately afterwards, there was a light blue proton cloud, followed by the collapse and expansion of matter, bursting out with huge energy...
"Kohl-class Battlecruiser Jianghai suffered a suicide attack from Galactic Republic fighter jets and suffered heavy damage. The energy supply dropped to 16%. Requesting evacuation."
Matt-Hona looked at the report in front of him and nodded, expressionless.
At this moment, on the battlefield of Bespin outer space, hundreds of Wraith fighter suddenly appeared and entered stealth mode, and began an almost ruthless massacre of the invading Galactic Republic fighter squadrons!
It is almost impossible for the Galactic Republic fighter jet to detect the stealth Wraith fighter at the ideal combat distance. The flight control center of the Hunter Class Battlecruiser behind it is already busy and cannot effectively command such a fighter jet fight!
Countless fighter jets were destroyed and countless pilots died...
The battle continues, becoming more brutal...
Just like that war,
War... war never changes.
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[PS: This chapter describes interstellar battles from the most minute individual point of view, don't call me stupid.]
Thanks to 500 Qidian Coin from Di An Tian Hun for the reward!!