Chapter 1675： Fleet in a hurry

Behind, on the interstellar route from Planet Higgs 1 to Planet Higgs 3, the 2nd Fleet of the Royal Guards of Allan Hill, which seems to be huge, is advancing vigorously.

In the bridge, the leader of the elven tribe, Merrian, succeeded Andrea to command the fleet.

He was worried at this moment, and complained to his adjutant: "So, if our fleet joins the battle, it can only become a one-time consumable."

"There is no way, there are too many debris on the battlefield, the coordinates are not accurate, and there is a risk of the battleship jumping." The adjutant was also embarrassed and could only explain again.

Before, because there were too many wrecks in the war zone, Chris’s 1st Fleet could only jump to the side first, and then slowly enter.

The current situation is more complicated. There are more wrecks in the theater and there is no time to clean up. Therefore, the reinforcement fleet can only jump to the vicinity first, then dispatch and adjust, and then sail for a period of time before entering the battlefield.

The 2nd Fleet of Royal Guards from Higgs is such a situation at this moment.

Originally, they consumed a large amount of material reserves in the previous battle, and suffered a lot of losses. Before this battle broke out, they were ordered to retreat to the Higgs 1 planet to rest.

The Elf Grand Duke who has been in charge of commanding this fleet, the imperial concubine Andrea was ordered to return to Ailan Shiris, which shows that the state of readiness of the Guards 2nd Fleet is actually very bad.

However, with the battle, there is no time for the 2nd Guards Fleet to slowly recover and adjust.

So, the 2nd Fleet of Royal Guards, which received the order, immediately assembled its forces and set sail, returning to the battlefield again.

At this time, only 70% of the energy supply of this fleet has been completed, and only 50% of the fuel supply of the propellers has been completed.

Even some of the warships that were promised to be supplemented to this fleet have not been produced yet, let alone supplemented in place.

From the overall point of view, this fleet now only retains about 60% of its combat effectiveness, and even in some respects it can only reach 50%.

Obviously, such a fleet is not suitable for appearing on the battlefield. It’s just that the situation is in crisis now, and it can’t take care of that much.

"So we can only use the propellers honestly...This delays our reinforcement speed." Merrian seemed a little nervous, because after he took over the fleet, he knew the entire fleet very well. state.

He knew that the fleet was not ready yet, but when he received the order, he had no choice but to brace his head and lead the fleet to arrive here.

The adjutant continued to smile: "No one thought that the wreckage on the battlefield would make our transition so difficult. This is too much. According to calculations, the wreckage floating nearby is probably different from more than 14,000 warships. Location...In other words, at least 14,000 warships were sunk nearby."

The officer who had been serving in the 2nd Guards Fleet had no QR code on his forehead. He was a real human being. He added: "There is no way. There was a warship before and it happened to hit the wreck. This kind of reckless behavior is forbidden."

"But, in this way. We advance to the front line, and the reserve fuel is almost consumed." Merrien is also worried about the safety of the fleet. He is worried that such a supply vacancy will cause the entire fleet to fall into the battle later. Into danger.

He sighed, and then explained to himself: "It's still that sentence, there is no way, now we have to grit our teeth like this! How far are we from the front?"

The adjutant glanced at the data, and replied to Merrian: "About 40 million kilometers, and it is expected to arrive in 15 minutes."

Then, he looked at the tragic scene outside the porthole, and then asked in a low voice, "Did you see the maintenance space station on the wing?"

Maryen looked at the maintenance space stations on the flanks irritably, and said in a worried tone: "I am not a blind man... It seems that the fight on this front line is really tragic."

On the    space station, countless wounded warships are waiting to be repaired. Some are hovering on the side of the space station, and some are already close to the repair dock.

From the distant planet Higgs 1, on the warship of the 2nd Fleet of the Royal Guards, the crew members saw the embarrassed friendly warships, and for a while, they began to get nervous.

The warships are full of scars, some are scars from hits, and some are holes left by the explosion.

In short, these warships cannot return to the battlefield in a short time, because those warships that can return to the battlefield in a short time have already continued to fight on the battlefield at this moment.

Through the heavy glass portholes, the officers and soldiers of the 2nd Fleet of the Royal Guards even saw the warships of their own that were broken like ghosts and fires, and they flew backwards in groups reluctantly.

These warships are severely wounded warships that cannot be repaired at the front-line maintenance space station at all. They can only return to the more distant regular maintenance star ring to repair or dismantle them directly.

Just seeing these warships, you can easily understand the tragic frontline warfare.

An officer who saw the scene in the inner compartment of the ship said with emotion: "It's too miserable... Have you seen that battleship? There are scars everywhere on the entire sideboard, and you can't even see the hull number."

"Yes, did you see the battleship behind? The entire bridge was blown up... The captain may have been killed." The other non-commissioned officer wearing the same spacesuit and holding the helmet nodded. , Asked rhetorically.

"Huh! It's terrible." There was no answer, and the officer staring at his damaged battleship outside the porthole just continued to sigh with emotion.

Because he saw with his own eyes that a small-scale explosion occurred when a warship was docked there waiting for repairs. A piece of cabin was blown into the universe and turned into fine pieces of space junk.

The non-commissioned officer beside him was also in shock, nodded in agreement: "Yes, just looking at these battleships, my hairs are standing up."

"The second level of combat readiness! You two! Hurry up and report to your respective posts!" Behind them, an officer wearing a helmet passed by and sternly yelled.

"Second-level combat readiness?" The two people were taken aback, then looked at the light of the indicator light on the wall, and hurriedly floated to their respective combat positions.

Obviously, the scenes outside the window just now were too shocking, so that neither of them noticed. Unknowingly, the fleet has upgraded its combat readiness.