Chapter 170: The Battle of Malastare (5)

Chapter 170: The Battle of Malastare (5)

"Hyperspace interference has been detected!! We are about to depart from Hyperspace!!" The navigator in the Republic fleet screamed loudly.

Wullf Yularen was shocked, "What's the situation? Now we are 0.07 seconds away from the preset position!!"

"It's a Hyperspace Blocker!!" the navigator said loudly.

Just as he was speaking, the scenery outside the window suddenly went dark, and the countless bright lights in the hyperspace voyage disappeared instantly, replaced by the black curtain dotted with countless diamonds.

And... a fleet!!

Just less than 200 kilometers away from them!!

"Enemy fleet found! Distance 189.2!" New novel chapters are published on

"We're ambushed!"

"Raise the shield! Raise the shield!!"

"No! Lower the shield! Get ready to fire!!" Most of the soldiers in this fleet were local defense fleets that had been trained laxly.

Wullf Yularen shouted, "Everyone, please be quiet! Get ready for battle! All warships stop advancing and line up to meet the enemy! Z-95 Fighters take off immediately to protect our array!"

"The opponent has launched a Fighter! The number is 18, and the speed is 15,000 meters per second! The estimated contact time is 20 seconds!!"

Cold sweat began to drip down Yularen's forehead. The distance of 200 kilometers is too close! The other party seemed to have fully calculated his plan, and then carefully arranged a trap, waiting for them to step into it!

He said loudly: "Enlarge the optical image of their fleet and identify their spaceship models!"

"Spaceship model, a Hammerhead-class Cruiser, heavily modified! The remaining 71 spacecraft cannot identify the model! The Fighter model is a Wraith Fighter! There are 319 other spacecraft that follow!" The operator replied.

At the same time, the joysticks in their hands were completely non-stop, controlling the flexible steering of the Wraith Fighter, and scattered in an instant before the near-fire force of the Republic Fleet arrived. And while dodging, they have already pressed the launch button!

Gemini Missiles, salvo!

36 Gemini Missiles were launched in an instant. Shocked by the powerful maneuverability of the Wraith Fighter, the driver of the Republic whose brain nerves could not keep up with the reaction was horrified to see these Missiles approaching in an instant!

Almost at this moment, 5 Z-95 Fighters were destroyed!

Not only the performance gap of the Fighters, how could these pilots of the Republic's Regional Defense Fleet, who usually don't even have many flying missions, compare with these blood-licking Jackals?

The Republic Fleet can provide very limited fire support for its own Fighters. After the 60 CSS-1 Corellian-class Star Shuttles are refitted, there are only two Turbolaser Cannons in front, which can only shoot directly in front. Although the 20 Consular-class Cruisers are equipped with turrets added but, because it was modified later, the coverage area is very small.

The Dreadnought-class Heavy Cruiser with powerful firepower is located in the center of the formation because it is the flagship, and those cunning Jackal pilots will never approach the Dreadnought-class at all, but circle around from a distance.

In the end, the only thing that could provide near-fire support was the 120 PB-950 Patrol Boats. However, compared with the Wraith Fighter, which is one of the most advanced Fighters in the Milky Way, this kind of thing from 300 years ago is even a problem in locking, let alone shooting!

The Z-95 Fighter is no match for the Wraith Fighter at all, and three more Fighters were shot down, and the remaining four Fighters can only flee towards the core of their own fleet.

"Not good! Our fighters are no match!!" The captain of a Consular-class Cruiser exclaimed, "Fire! Fire! All turrets fire! Support our Fighters!"

One ship opened fire, followed by several others, and Captain Yularen's ban immediately became ineffective.

"Wait a minute! The opponent's main fleet has approached a dangerous distance! Order all fleets, don't fire at Fighters! Don't fire!" Wullf Yularen said loudly, a little panicked.

However, his reaction was already one step slower!

Countless Blue Laser Beams arrived in an instant, shining on the shields of several CSS-1 Corellian-class Star Shuttles at the forefront of the fleet!

"We're in range! They're firing!!" the orderly shouted hoarsely.