"Rumble..." The sight of more than fifty battleships exploding at once was truly spectacular. Under the combined volley, the Columbia fleet's combat strength instantly dropped by one-eighth!
One-eighth—perhaps some would think that proportion wasn't high enough, that it would be satisfying only if half the enemy were wiped out in a single strike. But in truth, a one-eighth loss from one salvo was already terrifying. After all, a main cannon salvo took at most two minutes to charge. If the Zerg could maintain such power with subsequent combined volleys, then the entire battle would be over in eighteen minutes at most.
By now, everyone should understand the brutality of interstellar warfare. Every warship carried at least tens of thousands of people, while transport ships, landing ships, and soldiers were even more densely packed. Setting aside the hundreds of millions of Zerg deployed in this battle, Columbia alone had more than five million military personnel participating.
In the past, on a battlefield with five hundred people, even beheading them one by one would probably take a full day and night. Yet now, the battle could be settled in just eighteen minutes! The terror behind that one-eighth proportion was plain for all to see!
Gary had previously vowed to lead the fleet in exterminating the Zerg because he had confidence in Columbia's military strength and in his own strategic decisions. He had personally commanded the deployment for this battle.
The battleships occupied the central positions, with heavily armored cruisers boasting extraordinary defenses stationed in front of them. Destroyers were arranged unevenly around the cruisers and battleships; they appeared chaotic, but were in fact positioned in an orderly formation. Warships of three different tonnage classes intermingled and interwove with one another. Thus, among the fifty lost vessels were battleships, cruisers, and destroyers—mostly destroyers