Chapter 997 Those Who Are Willing to Die

The Homecoming Fleet set sail from the star port of New Orpheus and headed for the Orpheus Occupied Area.

Although this mini-fleet of transport ships was equipped with human-controlled macro cannons, at least it had its own strengths, that is, traveling.

In addition to the dimensional engine, the other superluminal navigation engine used by the entire fleet was activated, accelerating the fleet to a speed dozens of times faster than the speed of light. The entire fleet left New Orpheus in an instant like a blurry image.

Earls was in the ship named "Revenge of Orpheus" which was designated as the flagship because it was relatively intact.

As the star map showed that the entire fleet was getting closer and closer to the Occupied Area, the possibility that the fleet could rush into the hometown in the Occupied Area before being destroyed was increasing, and Earls's hanging heart was gradually relieved.

Cheers rang out on every ship in the fleet.

Tens of thousands of naval sailors and millions of volunteer armies were happy that they could really see their hometown.

Some soldiers in the army who even had different equipment thought that they might be lucky enough to land on a planet in the occupied area, and then die under the weapons of the aliens on the land of their ancestors.

But in fact, they were not discovered by the aliens because of their quick action and small scale as some people expected.

The Void Monitoring Station set up by the Menak Dynasty at the border of the territory captured their traces when these fleets just set sail, but the Void Monitoring Station did not launch an attack because the person in charge of the monitoring station believed that this tiny fleet was the outpost of a larger fleet.

In order to let the human fleet relax its vigilance, rush in all at once when the outpost fleet was safe and sound, and then be completely annihilated, the Void Monitoring Station allowed this tiny fleet identified as an outpost to approach.

The Void Monitoring Station closely monitors the human territory, scanning over and over again to see if there are signs of a large fleet stationed or about to appear.

An extremely small device travels back and forth between the present and future timelines at the same time to confirm whether the huge fleet will appear in the monitoring range in the future.

Until the device did not find the fleet that might appear in the future, the person in charge of the monitoring station gave an order in disappointment. This ordinary servant of the Menake Dynasty sent a signal to order the monitoring station to eliminate these puzzling offenders.

The weapon system on the monitoring station rotated, facing a direction calculated by the computing device, and fired two beams towards the boundless void, and then the inferior weapon system used by the monitoring station began to charge.

The Homecoming Fleet, which was sailing at superluminal speed ten light years away, was hit.

The two ships at the front of the fleet exploded without warning.

As the wreckage of these two ships was burned to ashes by some high-energy attack, the fire of hope in the hearts of all the Orphians, including Earls, who were gradually optimistic, also dissipated.

After more than ten seconds, two more ships exploded.

Earls, who found that there were only ten ships left in the fleet after a few breaths, could not react.

The naval command and combat knowledge he had spent his life learning was useless at this time.

At this time, Earls and his followers realized.

The fact that the Orphic sector fell in a hundred days, which was ridiculed by others, was not a shame at all.

They, the descendants of the Orphic people, should not feel ashamed of their ancestors. They should be proud of their ancestors for being able to hold out for nearly a hundred days under the attack of such an enemy.

Just like their ancestors of the Orphic people were almost all destroyed in that war, this was already a proof of loyalty to the empire and the throne.

"We should at least respond!"

"One hundred thousand... no, two hundred thousand people died in the attack just now."

"They should have died, and we should have died too, because we came here for this purpose!"

"..."

As the roars and shouts sounded one after another in the bridge, two more ships disappeared without warning.

And the remaining people didn't even figure out where the enemy was and what exactly attacked them.

They didn't know that just a very long distance away, a monitoring station that had no attack capability in principle, but was equipped with small weapons because the Menak Dynasty was extremely martial and bloodthirsty and did not allow any individual or creature to be without weapons, destroyed half of their ships in a few breaths.

A metal skeleton in the monitoring station sat on a chair and controlled the inferior weapon.

When the Necrontyr race was destroyed, the skeleton entered the biotransformation furnace because the Star God was too lazy to perfunctory them, resulting in their bodies coming out of the biotransformation furnace without even a slightly complex thinking unit like the high-level individuals of the dynasty.

It would only do one thing repeatedly, that is, as a low-level operating individual in the monitoring station, it would press buttons.

"Kill us." Earls did not issue an order, but just stared at the void in front of him and murmured, "The hatred of Orpheus will be passed on, and there will be people like me who will come here one after another..."

The premonition of death suddenly came, like a pair of big hands pinching Earls' heart fiercely.

Earls believed in this feeling of death. He was sure that he would die with the ship in the next second, because he discovered in his childhood that he had psychic talents that could predict the future, but now this talent was only a premonition so weak that it was difficult to even perceive.

But the premonition was definitely true.

The next second, the ship was not destroyed. All the remaining ships were like being forcibly intercepted by something on the highway. After a bang, they suddenly left the superluminal state.

Then a beam of light shot from the rear of the fleet to the front, and it seemed to collide with something that was attacking.

The two energies collided with each other, and the light penetrated into the surrounding void like seawater seeping into the beach, forming a beautiful energy pattern, like a glittering spider web.

Earls, with bloodshot eyes, reacted after a few seconds, and he looked around the porthole blankly.

A huge thing that could really be called a warship passed by the right porthole, and the simple star pattern of the Talon star region on it shone brightly under the shining of the stars.

The warship sailed forward and fired a spear of light into the void, and then there was no more strange attack that destroyed any ship without warning.

"Imperial Navy number... You don't have a number..."

A holographic image appeared in the bridge, and the middle-aged man in an officer's uniform glanced at the imperial people in the bridge in confusion.

When the officer in the holographic image saw the image of the Lord of Tyrone on the bridge wall, which had not been taken down in time, he saluted the image.

After the salute, the officer looked away and looked at the crowd: "In any case, I suggest that you stop the suicide action and return to the star port to rest together."

Earls couldn't believe his eyes.

The Tyrone Navy came, which meant that the Regent might have chosen the star region where New Orpheus was located as the forefront of the war when they just left the star port. Just like in the Golden Expedition, the huge Imperial Fleet will also arrive here, and the Warmaster and the Sons of God will also arrive.

But just when Earls thought so, the Tyrone told him: "You don't have to be included in the Imperial Navy's combat sequence, because they haven't come, but the Tyrone Navy will carry out the offensive mission against the Menak Dynasty aliens."

Earls felt like he was poured with a bucket of cold water, and he asked disappointedly: "How much fleet strength do you have?"

"An invincible fleet." The officer replied, "A total of 74,000 warships of all kinds."