Chapter 1420: Chapter 534: As If Commanding One’s Own Arm, The Resolve to Charge Forward (Part 3)

More than ten minutes passed, and after sacrificing tens of thousands of large warships and over one hundred thousand medium-sized ones, the intercept fleet finally completely destroyed over two hundred thousand small fighter jets.

Only at this moment did Fudin’s orders gradually reach the front lines.

Fudin’s orders were for other warships to immediately maneuver to the side, unleash their firepower madly, and deploy all remaining super-level professionals on each ship to intercept the upcoming Red Blade Star assault ships.

But just as these Pirate Alliance troops were struggling to adjust, the remaining nearly eight hundred needle-shaped medium-sized warships controlled by Ren Zhong completed another short-range jump.

This time, Ren Zhong’s personal fleet appeared directly behind the enemy formation, then disassembled again.

However, this disassembly process was different from before.

One needle-shaped warship after another broke in half, with the front and rear sections rushing forwards and backwards respectively.

The forward parts were just directly thrusting towards the rear formation where Fudin’s flagship was located, scaring Fudin into hastily ordering nearby escort ships to surge forward and unleash their firepower in a frenzy to intercept these terrifying unknowns.

While Fudin was wiping sweat as the main warships of the Pacquiao Pirate Group completed intercepting these incoming enemies, Grune suddenly asked, "Something doesn’t feel right, why is the jump success rate of these medium-sized ships one hundred percent? There’s no loss rate at all."

Fudin was taken aback, "Uh..."

He also realized the seriousness of this issue.

"If the Red Blade Star fleet can achieve a one hundred percent successful jump, how could we possibly have encircled Ren Zhong here?" Grune asked again, "Also, according to military system prompts, the universe is always in perpetual subtle change, even in an absolutely vacuum environment, its coordinate system is in eternal fine adjustment. For real matter to complete a short-range jump, it needs to temporarily construct a cosmic coordinate system. But from a probability standpoint, no matter how strong the computational power, it’s impossible to accurately calculate the coordinate system every time. Short-range jumps are always a matter of luck, even the cannonball’s innate ability of the Space Sand Worm belonging to sublimators can’t escape this iron law. But these medium-sized ships... what’s going on exactly? If Earl Red Blade’s other ships actually have this capability..."

The conversation reached this point, Grune already didn’t dare to continue speaking.

Just then, Fudin received another piece of bad news.

It turned out the objects previously intercepted and detonated prematurely by his main fleet were not ordinary ship bodies, but instead a large pile of Blast Departments with medium-sized electromagnetic martyrdom and information flow interference functions.

This again severely damaged the intelligent systems and information flow communication systems of the Alliance Army’s command fleet under repair, even laser communication devices were almost completely broken, unable to transmit even the most basic commands.

Fudin’s heart sank, he thought something was wrong.

He had been tricked!

These things were originally meant to further paralyze his command system.

Thus, Fudin temporarily had no choice but to use optical telescopes to observe the front.

He saw his temporarily dispatched supplementary warships clumsily trying to turn around, only to be simultaneously detonated by eight hundred extremely powerful compressed fusion tri-phase missiles in a densely packed area.

The terrifying nuclear fusion shock wave, like a stellar explosion, swallowed a large number of friendly warships in a very short time.

Even though he knew what he was seeing was the scene from two minutes ago, Fudin couldn’t help but softly mumble to himself to self-soothe, "It’s okay, it’s okay, this is just an explosive shock wave. These ships have already opened their force field shields and will definitely withstand it."

After waiting for over a minute, as the fusion flash slowly dissipated, Fudin sighed with relief internally.

Indeed they held on, friendly warships were not seriously damaged, only a few unfortunate single combat units detached from their ships appeared fragmented, being severely burned in space.

This loss was not critical.

But the flagship staff department immediately sent him new bad news.

It turned out that nine large warships and fifty thousand medium-sized warships following behind Ren Zhong had exploited the battlefield gap created by the chaos, directly penetrating deep into the unsuspecting intercept fleet.

Moreover, most of the enemy fleet slightly scattered and continued charging inward, quickly intermingling with the intercept fleet.

Despite holding a troop advantage, the intercept fleet fell into complete chaos.

In contrast, the Red Blade Star’s assault fleet was not chaotic at all, cooperating perfectly with each other, forming various temporary groups to focus fire, small fighter jets weaving in and out, creating dense targets by driving enemy ships, followed by powerful weapon launches from friendly ships afar, directly creating a center blossom, splendidly playing with small-scale tactics.

The two sides’ command levels were simply not on the same level.

"Their command system recovered! Completely unaffected by the interference! This..."

Grune clasped his head in immense fear.

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