"Can the Earthlings really afford such suicidal attacks without regard for losses?"
Tichy's mouth hung slightly open, the ember of his cigar flickering. Standing in the spaceport's observation room, he watched the fierce battle from a god's-eye view.
The pitch-black Prometheus released a vast number of carrier-based aircraft. Like a school of fish surging forth, they darted out fearlessly toward the Space Pirates' flagship, The Hailer.
Although the fish-like swarm of carrier-based aircraft deliberately avoided the enormous main cannon at the bow, the twelve laser turrets and twenty-four secondary cannons mounted around the ship formed a semicircular net of fire that indiscriminately blanketed the battlefield.
Together with the small fleet cruising back and forth behind them, hunting down any stragglers, they had formed an almost flawless defensive line.
"They're only drones."
Nebula shook her head as she explained.
In her view, the Earth civilization's sole strength lay in its terrifying production capacity. Skynet, which monitored every corner of Knowhere, used existing factory assembly lines to manufacture vast numbers of robotic police officers and unmanned carrier-based aircraft.
"The Earthlings possess an intelligent life-form similar to the Kree Empire's Supreme Intelligence. This war is controlled by him. He selects the optimal choice from countless possibilities, then develops a complete strategy... That's why they've held out until now."
Nebula spoke without reservation. Watching carrier-based aircraft constantly erupt in flames, she could not understand what the Earth Alliance Army was trying to do.
No matter how numerous the carrier-based aircraft were, it was simply impossible for them to break through The Hailer's defensive line and pose any threat to it.
Once this war fell into a prolonged war of attrition, Knowhere would inevitably lose.
The Space Pirates controlled the surrounding star systems. If they could not win and drive back this rabble, they would