God Emperor's Angel of Death

Chapter 183

Within seconds of the destruction of the transport fleet, malakin felt that he had fully understood the tactics implied by soshyan.

"Victim."

He concluded coldly:

"The altar of victory is full of victims."

The Holy Blood priest of the War Regiment was standing beside him at the moment, and shook his head when he heard this.

"This is the price that must be paid for victory. War cannot be controlled by kindness, commander."

"Maybe this is their way of war."

Malakin had no expression, but called out the attack vector from the technical priest.

"But not mine."

He carefully examined the attackers in front of him - some green warships were not affected, and selected the largest one.

It is like a magnificent, bloody monster with a bent spine and smoke from its thrusters.

"It looks almost intact. Let's take care of it."

The mother of tears sailed straight into the center of the battlefield through the storm of fire and destruction. Its powerful engine easily made it draw a large angle arc.

On both sides of her, other warships were also attacking the panicked green fleet.

The ship's guns spewed out flames like tide and covered the vacuum like dark clouds.

On the contrary, the light warships of the Imperial Navy now adopt a strategy similar to green skin. They take fire as a cover, identify the target, drive straight in regardless of the long distance, and then throw torpedoes at close range.

At the moment, the capital ships still keep a distance from the battlefield and continue to output firepower. Only the mother of tears rushed to the center of hell without hesitation and rushed to the root of the destruction storm.

"Commander Zhan, someone called us."

The voice of the star Whisperer Lord on the mother of tears came from afar.

"It's the spark."

"Wait a minute."

Malakin gave an answer without thinking, and his attention had completely fallen on the warship in front of him.

"When we clean up this guy, I can't wait to get some blood on my long sword."

Naturally, the green warship will not wait to die. It is also ready to fight back.

Two huge concussion guns protruded from its heavy bow, and there were many scars above its flanks, but they were not enough to pose a threat to it.

In that bottomless hole like muzzle, the sound of crackling can be heard. There is no doubt that it is the signal that this terrorist weapon is charging.

"It's close enough."

Malakin calmly ordered.

"Launch the main light spear."

The Gunners of the mother of tears have been waiting for orders from the battle commander.

After receiving the command, the roar of energy cycle echoed in the air, the promethium igniter was ready for ignition, and the plasma accumulated in the diverter roared for a long time.

As soon as the sound of fire rang out, the light spear swept through the deep abyss in front of him and jumped forward.

The attack hit the bow of the green warship, which was just the place where the concussion gun was loaded. When the two energy collided, a violent shock wave was released, followed by a strong explosion.

The green battleship lost its balance and its engine ran wildly, trying to stabilize the hull.

"Continue."

The mother of tears continued to roar, and its side artillery kept firing, trying to open a gap in the shield.

When the distance between them was reduced to less than 100 kilometers, the light spear fired again and accurately hit the already tottering enemy ship.

"Send it on the road!"

Cried malakin, clenching his fist hard.

At the same time, the shelling from the green ship hit the mother of tears, causing a wave like shock on the void shield, and they then squeezed into the hull plate at the bottom.

At that moment, the bridge bumped violently, and the scene on the observation window turned dark, leaving only a trace of static electricity shaking, but the storm came and went quickly.

Such an attack alone could not stop the pace of this ancient relic. The technical priest pulled the power of the mother of tears to the maximum, risked his life and hurried through the hail of bullets to clear the obstacles for the last luminous spear.

After adjusting the position, the ship slows down, exhausts all its energy, and then fires for the third time.

It is impossible to miss at such a close distance. The light spear pierced the protective cover of the green ship in an instant, turning them into dazzling fragments splashed everywhere.

Greater disasters followed, and the destroyed shield ignited a flame on the hull and penetrated further into the hull along the weak part.

The mother of tears immediately cut to the starboard side of the green ship, and the macro gun poured out its fire like a storm.

At first, the green warship was beaten for a moment and was unable to fight back. Its top burned and plasma dispersed everywhere.

After a while, it barely shot laser rays at the mother of tears, but the scarlet marks crawling all over the ship's hull like a cobweb have exposed the most fatal problem - a sign of implosion.

"Let's go!"

Malakin said contentedly:

"That's enough!"

The combat barge steered to the right and used all the power of each engine to ensure the distance from the victim.

When the mother of tears retreated less than 20 kilometers, the reactor of the green battleship finally exploded, tore the whole ship apart from the inside, and the chassis broke into pieces and collapsed.

Then, a twisted shock wave swept by, and its wake swallowed up all the small ships around.

Even the mother of tears was affected by the pouring and spreading shock wave, the gravity generator was damaged, the ship suddenly sank and tilted sideways, and the air supply pipe on the bridge vault shook endlessly.

The explosion from the lower deck echoed in the ship, which undoubtedly showed that the engine room had also been damaged.

"Keep heading and speed up!"

Malakin roared excitedly from his throne, regardless of the reaction caused by their killing.

"Prepare the light spear and pick a target for me!"

He had not tasted the taste of victory for too long. At this moment, all the gloom and despair accumulated for a long time broke out and became unspeakable madness.

The ship's body wrapped in the halo of fire slipped by the mother of tears and rubbed with the void shield, but it didn't penetrate it in the end.

Most of the bits and pieces that hit the ship or scraped from it are still burning. When they fall on the shield, they will shine brightly.

The soldiers of the mourners' battle group rejoiced at every rotating and floating wreckage in front of them, and all people joined in the celebration.

They already knew it was time to destroy the enemy - to attack with overwhelming firepower, which caught the enemy unprepared, irresistible and disintegrated in an instant.

For such an enemy, strategy no longer has a place to play. Only a savage attack is the way to win.

But then the communications officer shouted.

"Starfire's emergency direct link, sir!"

"What happened?"

Malakin immediately opened the public channel.

First there was a crackle and the static electricity hissed, and then he heard an urgent sound.

"Commander malakin, come quickly to reinforce! Nazdreg is running!!!"