That beam of high-energy laser fire was only the beginning of Proxima Centauri's counterattack.
Humanity had no time to react.
Near the equator of Proxima b, four full beams lit up!
The laser beams flashed one after another.
Every flash meant another [Golden Crow] battleship went down.
In mere seconds, twenty [Golden Crow] battleships became twenty brilliant balls of flame in the depths of space.
Aboard the [Earth].
Lü Yongchang's expression was utterly grim!
Damn it...
I knew the Proxima Centauri Civilization had an ace up its sleeve!
Thinking of the crew members who had died, he closed his eyes in anguish and drew a deep breath.
As fleet commander, this was a psychological ordeal he had to endure.
"Clear the battlefield. Suspend the attack on Proxima b."
"All [Golden Crow] battleships, stand by forty thousand kilometers from Proxima b!"
Lü Yongchang immediately ordered a halt to the attack.
Zhao Zijie, in another Deep-Sea Pod, had gone deathly pale.
As he silently mourned the fallen crew members, he also felt a chill run down his back.
He could hardly imagine what would have happened if Professor Lü had accepted his suggestion earlier!
Lü Yongchang replayed the battlefield footage over and over.
Was this really a laser weapon?
How could it be so powerful?!
Even he could not help marveling inwardly!
"Zero, can you derive any data from this?"
Lines of complex data appeared in the holographic projection.
[Professor, according to our estimates, to inflict such devastating damage on a Golden Crow battleship, this laser weapon must have at least ten times the power of ours.] [Considering that it was fired from within the planet's atmosphere, its actual power is probably even more extreme than we imagine.]
Zero answered Lü Yongchang's question meticulously.
Unbelievable...
Lü Yongchang marveled