150: Who's the kind soul who'd install the bow gun on an aircraft carrier?!

Received a big bonus from the big boss Curious Kyle West.

28.5 + 1.5 = 30.

The debt has breached thirty.

... (Can't pay it off, might as well crossdress).

A few hours later, the fleet led by Gulu Keer finally unloaded all its supplies and arrived at the location it had agreed upon with the friendly patrol squad that had discovered the human aircraft carrier.

As soon as the communication channel connected, the captain of the patrol squad saw Guluwaer's high-spirited green face.

Seeing the guy in front of it looking so confident of victory, the captain couldn't help but frown and said:

"Gulu... (General Gulu Keer, the information we intercepted about the human aircraft carrier fleet has been followed up multiple times. We can confirm their position and status without error, and we can guarantee that their carrier-based aircraft have not returned.)"

"Gulu... (But I must warn you, this human fleet has a full fifty aircraft carriers, and they have been maneuvering slowly toward Factory No. 7.)"

"Gulu... (If you encounter returning carrier-based aircraft during your attack, the consequences will be unimaginable—also, those human aircraft carriers are escorted by 100 Warships with very strange designs!)"

"Gulu... (General, you must not underestimate the enemy!)"

Watching the anxious expression of the captain on the holographic projection, Gulu Keer didn't take it to heart.

It impatiently waved its hand, interrupting the captain.

"Gulu... (What class are those escorting Warships?)"

"Gulu... (frigates.)"

Hearing this answer, Gulu Keer's face showed even more disdain.

"Gulu... (frigates? Then what do I need to worry about? That kind of thing probably can't even break through the armor of a Battleship, right?)"

"Gulu... (They are just fifty aircraft carriers without carrier-based aircraft! That is a piece of fat with no ability to resist!)"

"Gulu... (Now! Get back to your combat positions! Don't waste our time anymore!)"

The captain finally swallowed the rest of the words in its throat, replied "Yes," and cut the communication.

As Gulu Keer issued the order to "Full speed ahead," a deep blue arc of light flashed, and the fiery engines pushed the Alien Fleet's last organized combat force in Tianjin Seat V89.07, slowly sailing toward the abyss of destruction.

... ...

"Gulu... (This is the place...)"

At the edge of the planned route for the human aircraft carrier group, in the shadow of an asteroid, Gulu Keer had already brought the fleet to lie in ambush here in advance.

Two Battleships, five battlecruisers, thirty cruisers, and 800 destroyers and frigates were the total configuration of this Alien Fleet.

Although in its eyes, the annihilation of that human aircraft carrier fleet had no suspense, when it heard about the fifty aircraft carriers, it still made a slight combat plan:

It carefully assigned each attack group and attack sequence to maximize firepower—

That's right, this greedy guy wasn't worried about losing, but rather worried about letting those aircraft carriers escape.

One hour passed, two hours passed...

Just when Gulu Keer was getting impatient, the hidden cameras they had placed on the route finally made a sound—

The human aircraft carriers were here!

It hurriedly pulled up the feed and projected it into the holographic projection area in the center of the Bridge.

In the image, massive matte black ships slowly sailed past.

But Gulu Keer felt strange—the design of these aircraft carriers really contradicted its previous impression of human aircraft carriers (the Military Alliance possessed certain relics of aircraft carriers and carrier-based aircraft).

Its hull adopted a flat, asymmetrical layout, with a hangar entrance set on only one side, while the other side had something it had never seen before.

Wait, something suddenly occurred to it—

Could it be a human locator?

That makes sense!

It had heard that the newly built human aircraft carriers had very short operational radii because the positioning technology had been lost.

And the human aircraft carriers here had such a long operational radius—it must be the credit of this large positioning device!

Instantly, a mocking expression appeared on its face—

"Gulu... (Let these humans who have already stepped into a chronic death know that all their struggles are nothing more than convulsions before rot!)"

"Gulu... (Eight hundred against fifty, the advantage is mine!)"

As for those one hundred strange escorting small ships?

Gulu Keer chose to ignore them—

It admitted that the Warships with roller-style centers were indeed designed with novelty, and even it couldn't tell what the tentacle-like structures extending in all directions from the bow were.

But—it firmly believed that all small ships had only one possibility under its two Battleships: to be crushed!

"Gulu... (All forces, attack!)"

... ...

"That bunch of Alien Fleet Warships finally moved!"

In the asteroid belt, fifty southern cross Marshal-class aircraft carriers and one hundred escorting Stinging Jellyfish were sailing cautiously.

Looking at the Alien Fleet that had finally started to mobilize on the star map, the captain on the southern cross No. 1 finally breathed a sigh of relief—

Just a moment ago, they almost couldn't find where this group of aliens had burrowed into.

Thinking of this, he was furious—

How could some weirdos think of running to such a place to ambush aircraft carriers!

It made them have to turn back to find them!

And among them, the ones with the deepest resentment were the Pilots.

Because the ship-borne auxiliary AI did not support navigation in the asteroid belt, they had to switch to manual control.

Now, the Pilots who had been staring out the window for several hours were emitting black resentment that had almost solidified into a physical form—aimed at this bunch of aliens.

"Great, as long as they come... it wasn't in vain that we spent so much effort looking for them!"

The captain of the No. 1 ship said viciously over the fleet-wide communication:

"All units! Free fire! Let this bunch of aliens who traveled from afar taste our special hospitality!"

"Yes!"

... ...

"Fire!"

Seeing that the human aircraft carrier fleet seemed to have discovered them, Gulu Keer decisively ordered to fire.

Immediately, an overwhelming barrage of missiles, shells, and torpedoes flew toward the southern cross carrier formation.

At the same time, the attacked aircraft carrier fleet also quickly took countermeasures.

Gulu Keer finally knew what the strange structure of those green Warships was for—

It was drones.

It watched those drones detach from the mothership and fly rapidly toward its fleet. At first, it scoffed—

A tiny drone, less than thirty meters long, what could it do?

Scratching?

Even if it were stuffed with explosives, it would be useless, right?

Until it watched that kind of drone brazenly break through the anti-aircraft fire net formed by its fleet, fly into the middle of its fleet, and spit out bright white little balls dragging long comet tails—

It just watched as a mere two tiny drones actually cut a light cruiser over five hundred meters long in half!

Moreover, those drones seemed impossible to destroy! Their most advanced laser weapons shone on them, and they didn't even leave a mark!

(setting feature: The Stinging Jellyfish's conceptual god-tier drones; as long as the mothership is still there, they will never be destroyed.)

"No—!!!"

One fireball after another exploded, and one Warship after another fell.

Gulu Keer watched as a large number of dark green drones drilled into its fleet, slaughtering wildly as if entering an unpopulated area, and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

(At this moment, in the drone control room of a certain Stinging Jellyfish—

A: Haha, I blew up another one! You're already two behind me!

B: You just wait! It's just remote control lag! Who wouldn't hit with such an automatic correction system?

A: How about we go knock out those few Battleships?

B: Good idea! Let's go!)

Thus, Gulu Keer watched as more and more small green drones flew toward its flagship—

"Gulu... (Total pressure loss on the port side!)"

"Gulu... (External armor damage: 82%.)"

"Gulu... (My ship has received severe external damage!)"

The Warship under its feet kept trembling, and Gulu Keer looked angrily at those human aircraft carriers—

Damn humans! They actually used such a shady trick!

This kind of drone must be a decisive weapon!

Actually using it for escort...

No, not escort, it had figured it out—

This was a conspiracy! A hunt aimed at it!

Damn humans! They are shady beyond limits!

Ignoring the incessant alarms, it looked at the human aircraft carriers that were gradually turning their bows, its eyes gradually becoming fierce—

"We're done for this time!"

"But even if we can't escape! We must drag a few human aircraft carriers down with us!"

"All units! Focus fire on that aircraft carrier in the middle!"

Just as the words fell,

The laser cannons on the bows of the two alien Battleships emitted two shining red beams of light, which hit the armor of a southern cross directly.

Gulu Keer stared at the screen, its eyes full of madness—

One second, two seconds...

Until the alarms for output overload and muzzle overheating sounded on the gun control station, the image of that aircraft carrier being melted through that it had imagined did not appear.

And in this short while, several human aircraft carriers had already completed their turns, aiming their bows at it.

Gulu Keer suddenly had an ominous premonition—

(White Flash Anti-Ship Weaponry Library · CI-600 T Heavy Ion Cannon: Hello.)

Immediately after, only a blinding white light remained in its eyes.

"How can an aircraft carrier be equipped with an ion cannon!!!"

This was Gulu Keer's last consciousness before death.

Looking at the two alien Battleships that were broken into several pieces, and the countless debris fragments floating in mid-air,

The captain of the southern cross No. 1 silently patted the shoulder of the communications officer beside him and said:

"Send a message to the main fleet, say that we have completely annihilated an Alien Fleet led by Battleships,"

"We will continue to stand by."

"Also, send a message to the carrier-based Pilots, tell them they can return."