Chapter 18 The Battle Situation Is Too Unfavorable for Our Soldiers (Please Read! Please Collect!)

Amber's words suddenly woke Margaret up.

Although she immediately understood the key information, she still couldn't believe it at this moment.

"Just because they belong to different camps, can they ignore the mission related to the success of the empire's battle?!"

"Tsk, aren't there enough things caused by party struggles?"

Amber complained with some disdain at Margaret's shock.

The party struggles in the Star Dragon Empire have always been a topic of great interest to many players in the past life.

Compared with the party struggles in the late Ming Dynasty in the real world, this struggle between the Regent Party and the Princess Party can be said to be even worse.

Even many major events that determine the direction of history are influenced by the empire's party struggles.

Many "Emperor" players in the game always beat their chests and stamp their feet when talking about those key battles that were defeated due to party struggles.

They are all heartbroken.

Amber checked the remaining bullets in the magazine of the automatic shotgun, then walked to the door terminal of the core communication room and completely locked the door from the inside.

He didn't want a group of screaming federal mobile infantry to suddenly rush in.

After doing all this, Amber walked back to Margaret, who was still in a daze, and pinched her face.

"The Imperial fleet that is attacking us is the Eighth Expeditionary Strike Group, right?"

"Yes, yes."

"If I remember correctly, the commander of the Eighth Expeditionary Strike Group is the Marquis of Ascania, right?"

Margaret nodded mechanically, and Amber's casual pinching of her face just now actually made her face flush.

(Amber: This is how our cosmic succubus is.)

"Coincidentally, this marquis is also the regent's man~"

Amber took off her tactical gloves and snapped her fingers.

"What do you mean?"

Margaret guessed something, but was still a little uncertain for a while.

"Believe it or not, after the orbital paratroopers landed, in addition to disintegrating the Federation's resistance."

Amber paused, then looked into Margaret's eyes.

"The most important thing is to confirm whether you are dead or not."

Hearing Amber's words, Margaret's expression changed for a while, and then she seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Wait. I admit that what you said makes sense."

"But the problem is."

"Didn't this guy shoot you first?"

Margaret's question successfully stumped Amber.

"Yes, why did he shoot me first?!"

"I'm not a member of the Princess Party!"

Amber suddenly realized that things might not be as simple as she thought.

In the outer space of Robert IV.

The Empire's Eighth Expeditionary Strike Group has now gained an absolute advantage.

Although relying on automatic defense weapons and deflection force fields to buy time.

Most of the ships of the Federation's garrison fleet have successfully completed the emergency departure.

But as the Empire's follow-up fleet, under the guidance of the new guidance beacon, jumped into the field.

This battle with a huge disparity in numbers entered garbage time.

Relying on the advantage in numbers, the Empire fleet did not give the garrison fleet any chance to close the distance and "board".

After completing the deployment of the artillery formation, almost all the warships shut down the rear main propulsion array.

Then, with the continuous adjustment of the vector control engine and the front reverse thrust engine, it stabilized in the Robert IV geostationary orbit.

And Lansford Military Port, always maintained a straight-line distance of more than 8,000 kilometers.

At this distance, the power of high-energy lasers and charged particle beams has been reduced to a range that can be resisted.

The plasma torpedoes and nuclear bombs that came around the flanks were constantly intercepted by the frigates dedicated to air defense operations on the periphery of the fleet.

Although in this process, there were still many fish that slipped through the air defense network.

And caused varying degrees of damage to 4 cruisers and some destroyers and frigates.

But these losses were still kept within an acceptable level.

It was even far lower than the loss threshold given by the Navy Staff before the war.

In this case, the Imperial Fleet, which was engaged in an artillery battle, could almost be described as "calm".

The advantage in firepower projection allowed them to abandon the use of high-energy lasers and charged particle cannons.

Instead, they directly used the most powerful heavy particle cannons for uninterrupted bombardment.

The rhythm of a salvo every half a minute made these dense white beams sweep across the Lansford Naval Port and the surrounding federal warships like a rain of light.

In the eyes of Randall, who was in the Lansford Port Combat Command Center.

Almost every moment, there were warships exploding in the airspace around the naval port.

And now, he was looking at a warship 280 kilometers away from the airport through the images sent back by the optical observation equipment.

This Bulldog-class heavy cruiser, which was one of the first to leave the port to fight back, finally ran out of luck in this asymmetric battle.

As a thick plasma beam bombarded its deflection field and stimulated a dazzling white light.

The deflection field generator, which had been running at super power for a long time, finally stopped due to overload.

After losing this "life-saving talisman" in the fleet battle.

Then came the second plasma beam, which directly penetrated the entire ship from the upper right of its bow.

The warship's automatic damage control system had no time to react under this level of damage.

A series of flames burst out along the path where the plasma beam passed.

The fusion reactor at the core of this heavy cruiser was detonated.

The entire battleship turned into a huge fireball in an instant.

And this was just one of the continuous explosions of ships around Lansford Port.

Major Randall sighed.

The outcome of the garrison fleet being annihilated is inevitable.

And the Imperial Fleet always avoided the main structure of Lansford Port and the space elevator during the bombardment.

It shows that the other party came with the purpose of controlling this heaven and earth hub.

Faced with this situation, Randall had no way.

Whether it was a military port, a civilian port or a space elevator, there was no crazy "self-destruction mechanism".

After losing all the garrisons, it was only a matter of time before this place was occupied by the Empire.

Seeing that all the movable warships in the port had left the port, Major Randall also issued the final order:

"Everyone, go to the escape platform immediately!"

As opposed to staying here and waiting to be captured by the Imperial Army.

It is undoubtedly a better choice to land on Robert IV through the escape pod and join the ground forces.

At the last moment when dragging the tactical information coordinator Tom away from the command center.

Major Randall took a last look at the main screen.

I saw that the Imperial Fleet had entered the final stage of the artillery battle and reopened the main propulsion array.

While continuously shortening the distance with Lansford Port, a large number of ships with flat shapes like door panels began to leave the fleet and lower their orbital altitude.

These are orbital attack ships.

Their appearance means that orbital strikes and orbital airdrops are about to begin.