Warp Rift appeared out of thin air, and sixteen human warships jumped into the Si-Sai IV galaxy.
The flagship Oath of Courage cruiser was in the center, and four Destroyer and eleven frigates were lined up on both sides, coming in a mighty manner.
Such a fleet is not considered luxurious by Great Crusade standards, but in this remote Little Manting Star System, it can already move sideways.
Sijiaer Hive City Airport Control Tower.
Cole put on a gilt dress embroidered with the family's silver wolf emblem, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window early, unconsciously touching the rim of the wine glass with her fingertips.
What he didn't know was that three months ago, Count Victor was standing here with the same mood and attitude, waiting for reinforcements.
History is always surprisingly similar.
The communication is connected and the holographic projection lights up.
Sitting across from him was Octavius Van Meer Earl, who was wearing the same gilt dress. He was also a classmate of the Cole Military Academy. They had been bitter rivals for half their lives. They even stole the same girl from him back then, and their relationship fell to a freezing point. However, in the end, they both became losers, and their feud has ended to this day.
"Cole, you are really getting better and better." Octavius said with a mean smile, "Being trapped in Hive City for three months by a group of country bumpkins who have never even left their home planet? Is this the level of a third-place graduate from a military academy?"
The joy on Cole's face froze instantly.
He opened his mouth and suppressed everything he originally wanted to report.
What reminds the other party of unknown air combat capabilities? What reminds the other party of being cunning, bottomless, cunning and cunning...
However, Octavius didn't give him a chance to speak.
"In one hour, I will have the advance troops make a forced landing."
"I want to show these country bumpkins what Little Manting Star System's Alliance Navy is like."
Communication was cut off directly, and the projection was shattered into points of light.
Cole looked at the terminal with a black screen, was silent for a few seconds, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.
He gave up the idea of reminding him.
"Octavius, since you want to act arrogant like a noble, then use your failure to pay for this arrogance."
"Respecting the fate of others is the easiest thing I have learned recently."
As for the alliance's losses? Haha, it's none of his business.
Oath of Courage bridge.
The adjutant took a step forward and said in a cautious tone, "Earl Master, there is insufficient information and the risk of forced landing is too high."
"How about letting Colonel Cole send ground troops first to cover the landing of our leading troops?"
"No need." Octavius waved his hand to interrupt, with a look of disdain on his face, "Intelligence shows that the opponent only has a few Valkyrie gunboats and one Storm Eagle Gunship, and has no air superiority at all."
Regarding the younger generation of this family, Octavius patiently explained:
"After breaking through the atmosphere, the Thunderbolt Fighter squadron escorted the entire route and eliminated ground threats."
He knocked on the table and pointed at the star map with his fingertips. "Our capital ships are all kilometer-level in size. Penetrating into the atmosphere consumes a lot of fuel, which is very uneconomical."
"There are only two options before us, one is to transport troops by Space Elevator, and the other is to use landing barges."
"Unfortunately, that piece of trash Cole failed to solve the problem. Currently Space Elevator of Hive City was blown up by Guerrilla Unit. It cannot be repaired in a short time. I don't have the patience to wait for half a year."
Octavius finished speaking and looked at the hangar screen.
The hatch is wide open.
Eight large landing barges drove out of the ship one after another.
Like eight giant steel beasts, they swept past the fleet and flew towards the surface.
Each ship is 180 meters long, and the belly hatch is open, so you can see the dense infantry phalanx inside.
The soldiers' boots clanked on the steel plate, the Leman Russ Tank's tracks made the deck creak, and the air was mixed with the smell of engine oil, sweat, and gunpowder.
As long as one ship successfully lands, it can deliver a full infantry regiment and instantly crush Hive City's ground defense line.
And there are eight such behemoths.
"The only shortcoming of this thing is that it doesn't have Void Shield." Octavius sneered and shook the red wine glass, "Those Tech-priest said they couldn't make blasphemous modifications. If you ask me, they don't have the ability to install Void Shield."
"That's all. Anyway, we have thunder and lightning escort, that's enough."
As Battle Barge began to penetrate the atmosphere, thirty-two Thunderbolt Fighter immediately sprang out from the barge hangar, in groups of four, guarding the behemoth and plunged into the atmosphere.
The Twin-linked Autocannon on the nose has energy storage, and Hellstrike Missile hangs under the wings, which are heavily armored.
As the main air superiority fighters of the Alliance HNA, they attacked the natives in half of the Great Crusade star field without ever missing a beat.
Speicher Lieutenant sat in the cockpit of the No. 3 aircraft, tapping the control stick with his fingertips.
He is the ace pilot of Alliance Hainan Airlines. He has participated in three counter-insurgency campaigns, shot down 12 enemy planes, and has two medals of valor on his chest.
The squadron leader's voice came from the earphones. "Stay alert, patrol at low altitude, and intercept the target immediately if you find it."
Speicher responded, pulled the joystick, and the fighter plane tilted slightly and passed through the clouds.
He glanced at the radar and saw it was blank.
"A bunch of country bumpkins who don't even have a plane need such a big battle?" He muttered to himself, adjusting the course nonchalantly.
Such a big movement is hard to see from Fu Haoran.
"Enemy planes have entered the country! 32 Thunderbolts and 8 landing barges are expected to arrive at the landing area in 10 minutes!" the operator roared and reported the data.
Fu Haoran stared at Auspex, his eyes scanning the real-time monitoring of the hangar.
24 modified MiG-25s are neatly arranged on the tarmac, with Melta Air-to-Air Missile hanging under the skinned wings of Plastisteel.
Priest Kallen stood beside him, a stream of data flashed through the optical eyepiece, and his tone was a little helpless. "Sir, the first batch of 24 University of Tokyo replica RX-92-00 engines, the material is not up to par, and the high temperature tolerance is only 60% of the STC original."
"Continuous afterburning for more than 90 seconds will burn through the combustion chamber. It can only perform three sorties at most, and the core components must be replaced."
Fu Haoran nodded and said calmly, "I understand."
He never intended to hand over the core Plastisteel and Plasteel formulas.
Releasing the engine drawings is a win-win situation.
China has the most complete industrial system and the largest number of engineers, which can help him quickly improve designs and expand production capacity.
With the core material in hand, he will always hold the bargaining chip in negotiations.
Feelings cannot tie up the state machinery. Only permanent interests can make cooperation last long.
As long as materials technology is in hand, he will always stand at the top of the industry chain.
For example, in this cooperation, Fu Haoran only asked STC to generate core components and produced 24 original engines. He did not control the remaining 24 engines.
Although the quality is destined to be substandard, it is enough.
"The 12th plane uses the original engine and is responsible for the main attack. The 12th plane uses the University of Tokyo engine and is responsible for warning and luring the enemy."
"The task of luring the enemy only requires 30 seconds of afterburner, and the University of Tokyo engine is completely sufficient."
As the order was issued, twenty-four MiG-25s slid out of the hangar one after another.
The RX-92-00 Thunderhawk engine erupted with a deafening roar. Three of this rocket-turbofan composite engine originally designed for Thunderhawk Gunship can propel a 120-ton gunship to fly at a speed of 2,000 kilometers per hour. Now, a single one is inserted into the MiG-25 body, and the thrust-to-weight ratio is directly doubled.
In six and a half minutes, they all rushed to an altitude of 25,000 meters, reaching speeds exceeding Mach 3, like twenty-four stainless steel sharp knives, hanging on the top of the clouds.
The passive signal receiving system installed by Kallen is fully activated and does not emit any radar waves. It only relies on Auspex on the ground to guide and capture the engine heat signal of Thunderbolt Fighter.
Among the Alliance's sensors, they are Ghost from the Twenty-fourth Group without electronic signals.
This silent stealing tactic is the result of Wetware's brain practicing in <War Thunder> for three full months.
"One group goes forward to lure the enemy."
The four MiGs equipped with University of Tokyo engines turned on their afterburners and dived into the lightning warning circle. Their speed was precisely controlled at Mach 2.1, and their radar signals were deliberately brightened.
"Enemy planes found! Four of them, with an altitude of 20,000 meters and a speed of Mach 2.1!" Thunder squadron leader roared, "The entire team climbs to intercept!"
Sixteen Thunderbolts jerked their noses and shot straight into the sky.
Speicher Pulled the control stick suddenly, the fighter jet made a harsh roar, its nose pointed upward, and its engine ran at full speed.
But when they tried their best to climb to 19,000 meters, the engine began to surge violently, and the altitude pointer on the instrument panel was stuck there, unable to go up by another half minute.
Speicher looked up at the sky.
Above the clouds, four silver fighter planes were slowly circling, their tail flames glowing with a pale golden light in the sunlight.
At first, he could still vaguely see the outline of the opponent's wing and the opponent's pylon, but the next second, he couldn't see anything.
Even the Auspex screen is blank.
Suddenly, the four MiGs made a feint, turned around and activated afterburners. Their speed instantly reached Mach 4 and headed towards the northeastern airspace.
The captain of the Thunder and Lightning squadron became red-eyed and led sixteen fighter planes in pursuit.
"Follow me! Knock those rags down!"
Speicher gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
But the speed pointer on the instrument panel stopped at Mach 1.8.
The opponent's tail flame became farther and farther, became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a point of light and disappeared into the sky.
The squadron leader's angry curses came from the headphones, and for the first time, an ominous premonition arose in Speicher's heart.
At this moment, in the radar blind spot of the Hive City mountain range, twelve MiG-25s equipped with original engines circled the side and rear of the landing barge at an altitude of 30,000 meters.
Radio silence and ground guidance throughout.
Wetware brain perfectly integrates the most classic missile-dumping tactics and silent penetration tactics in the history of human air force.
The landing barge group was unprepared and was slowly descending, preparing to open its hatches and project troops.
Octavius was on the bridge with his legs crossed, holding red wine, waiting for the news of a successful landing.
The next second, a shrill alarm tore through the bridge channel.
"An enemy plane was spotted at high altitude behind us! It's extremely fast! It's diving!"
Twelve MiGs plunged down from the clouds, their tail flames blazing yellow, and their speed soared to Mach 4.2.
The air was torn apart by the fuselage, making a sharp explosion sound, like twelve thunders hitting the ground.
"Stay behind the formation and intercept!" the squadron leader roared.
Speicher pulled the lever suddenly and turned to intercept with the remaining sixteen Thunderbolts.
He stared at the radar screen, but there were only occasional flashes of light on the screen, and he couldn't lock it at all.
Suddenly, a silver shadow passed over his head.
Speicher's pupils suddenly shrank.
He could clearly see the opponent's Plastisteel skin and the Bolter pod under the wing.
But the opponent's speed was too fast.
It was so fast that he didn't even have time to react.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta."
Heavy Bolter's gunfire sounded.
The explosive bomb trailed the tracer light, whipping across the wingman next to Speicher like a metal whip.
The wingman's cockpit was blown apart instantly, and the pilot didn't even scream. The fighter jet plummeted to the ground, dragging thick smoke.
Speicher pushed the stick fiercely, and the fighter plane turned sideways, dodging the bombs that swept over it.
The bomb flew past his wing, tearing a half-meter long hole, and icy wind instantly poured into the cockpit.
His ears were filled with the sound of wind, gunshots, screams of teammates and radar sirens.
He locked the tail flame of a MiG-25 and pressed the missile launch button.
Hellstrike Missile dragged out the tail flame and shot out.
But the MiG just gently pulled the nose of the aircraft and turned on full afterburner.
The missile's tail flame became farther and farther away, became fainter and fainter, and finally exploded in the air dozens of kilometers away.
Can't catch up.
There's no way to catch up.
No dog fights, no entanglements.
After one round, the MiG-25 pulls up, circles, dives, and then strafes.
With red eyes, the alliance pilots tried their best to pull the stick and fire, but all the Las-cannon, Autocannon, and missiles could only fly past the MiG's tail flame.
They knew they couldn't beat him and knew that if they rushed forward, they would die, but no one retreated.
The honor of the Alliance soldiers is engraved in their bones. Even if they face an invincible enemy, they can only die in battle and cannot flee.
One after another, thunder and lightning exploded into fireballs in the air, and the wreckage hit the desert like raindrops.
Speicher watched his wingmen being shot down one by one, and watched the squadron leader's fighter plane being blown up by a Melta Missile, his heart felt like it was being clenched by a hand.
He gritted his teeth, locked onto a MiG again, and fired another missile.
Still missed!
On the other side, the remaining MiG-25 fighter formation turned around and pounced on the unprotected landing barge.
One after another Melta Missile was shot out with tail flames, accurately hitting the engine room of the barge.
The Melta charge instantly melted through the alloy skin, the Promethium fuel inside the boat was detonated, a huge fireball rose into the sky, and the shock wave shook the nearby barges violently.
The soldiers in the barge screamed and were blown away by the air waves. The chains holding the tank were broken. Leman Russ Tank, weighing dozens of tons, crashed through the hatch and hit the ground like a toy. The crew inside was crushed to a pulp on the spot.
The first barge dragged thick smoke and flames across the sky of Hive City, and finally exploded into a mushroom cloud in the desert.
The second ship, the third ship, the fourth ship...
After the MiG-25 fired the missiles, it used Heavy Bolter to straf key parts of the barge that had lost power, accelerating its crash speed.
Octavius was on the bridge watching the signals disappear one by one on the screen. The red wine glass in his hand hit the ground with a clang, and the wine splashed all over him.
He stood up abruptly, swept all the star maps, documents, and pen holders on the table to the ground, pointed at the communicator and shouted, "All thunder and lightning come back! Shoot down those pieces of junk!"
But the sixteen Thunderbolts that were lured away were still circling in the northeastern airspace hundreds of kilometers away, unable to come back at all.
He stared at the screen, watching the signal of the last landing barge disappear, and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, the communicator suddenly connected.
Cole's voice came slowly, with unabashed sarcasm:
"Octavius, I've warned you a long time ago that these country bumpkins are not easy to mess with. It's a pity that you didn't even give me a chance to speak."
"I hope this loss will make you remember a little longer."
Octavius was so angry that he was shaking all over, pointing at the communicator and yelling, but he couldn't say a word.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "The remaining troops, complete the landing as quickly as possible! Establish a position!"
In the end, of the eight landing barges, four were blown up by volleys, and two were seriously injured and forced to land in the desert, completely losing their combat effectiveness. Only the last two, with their remaining soldiers, barely completed the landing in the scheduled landing area and established a temporary position in the desert.
Of the thirty-two Thunderbolt Fighters, twenty-one were killed, and the remaining eleven were left with bullet marks, and they withdrew in embarrassment from the Hive Citys.
Speicher is the last one to return home.
There was a big hole in the wing of his fighter plane, half of the fuel leaked, and the instrument panel was almost completely destroyed.
Speicher collapsed in the cockpit, covered in sweat.
He looked up to the sky, his eyes full of fear and confusion.
He had never seen such a plane.
I've never seen such a tactic before.
Like Ghost, it comes and goes without a trace.
You can only see its tail flames, but you can never catch up with it.
Hive City Airport.
Twenty-four MiG-25s slid into the hangar one after another, in strict formation.
Hive City Airport.
Twenty-four MiG-25s slid into the hangar one after another, in strict formation.
Wetware The brain will not cheer, it will only silently transmit flight data, kill records, and ammunition consumption back to the command system.
Fu Haoran stood in the command room, looking at the enemy aircraft signal extinguished on the holographic screen, System Panel frantically refreshed the screen.
[Kill settlement: Lightning Fighter×21, large landing barge×4, alliance infantry×4200, Leman Russ Tank×36, Basilisk Self-Propelled Gun×12]
[Universal Points credit:472000]
[Rewards: Free attribute points +3, Hive City popular support +45, Alliance military deterrence +70, unlock the permission to reversely dismantle Thunderbolt Fighter wreckage, unlock Planetary Outpost Landing Base x1 (with general industrial module)]
[PS: You successfully let the enemy know what stainless steel Ghost is. It was a little expensive Earl, and he almost fainted from anger on the spot. Cole had a great time watching the show, and he might buy you a drink later.]
Fu Haoran became interested in the planetary outpost landing module. When he clicked on it, he discovered that this was not a large colonial base.
[Introduction: As a heavy equipment base for any human military outpost, the landing base can not only carry out a series of industrial activities such as collection and mining, but also produce basic industrial products, such as Plasteel, Adamantium and other parts]
[Upgrade: It can be upgraded to an orbital command center, which will add a powerful satellite communication system to the base; a pair of extremely high-damage Ibix Cannon can be added to give the base a more effective defense system.]
"What a good thing!"
Fu Haoran is worried that 2K World has not properly explained the reasons for high-end parts. After all, things cannot appear out of thin air, but now they do.
Fu Haoran's thoughts were interrupted by cheers erupting in the command room.
The victory in the first battle gave everyone a shot in the arm.
But Fu Haoran knows very well that this is just the beginning.
Octavius's advance team is just the appetizer.
Seven Hive Alliance's main fleet will arrive in seven days.
The two barges that luckily landed have already established temporary positions in the desert, hoarding a large amount of weapons and troops.
"Hey, it will be a protracted battle from now on."
I've never seen such a tactic before.
Like Ghost, it comes and goes without a trace.
You can only see its tail flames, but you can never catch up with it.
, this is where dreams begin and where dreams come true.