The high-intensity peaks on the Tachyon Radar had completely overlapped the Enrojet Alliance's defensive line.
Kisling's pupils dilated slightly. He jerked his head up and looked toward the Porthole ahead.
Outside the Porthole, more than a hundred enormous Missiles, each over five hundred meters long, appeared abruptly in the vastness of space.
There was no radiation or flame from working engines, yet their speed instantly surged. They rapidly scattered at 0.7c and hurtled toward their respective targets!
"Intercept them!!"
"Intercept them!!!"
Kisling let out a hoarse roar.
The warships and floating gun platforms along the defensive line opened fire simultaneously. Under the Central Computer's control, they rapidly spat out enormous quantities of inexpensive Electromagnetic Cannon Projectiles.
At such close range, the Metal Storm formed by countless Electromagnetic Cannon Projectiles was almost the ideal interception weapon.
Whether against Energy Weapons or Kinetic Weapons, these small, solid metal spheres could greatly weaken their destructive power, or even stop them outside the warships' protective shields.
This was experience the Enroget Civilization had gained through countless wars.
But this time, that experience did not seem particularly useful.
Kisling stared at the large screen ahead.
The view on the screen switched automatically. Several of the Missiles suddenly accelerated, charging straight into the dense Metal Storm.
His eyes widened slightly.
What...
What were they doing?
Did Human Civilization really think a few Missiles loaded with antimatter could clear away this enormous Metal Storm? How naive...
The expression on his face suddenly froze.
What happened on the screen went completely beyond his understanding.
Before they even touched the Metal Storm, the Missiles' warheads burst open on their own.
After the warheads burst open, not a trace of antimatter leaked out.
Forget an annihilation reaction between matter and antimatter-he had not even seen the flash of an explosion!