Idle game leads to another world.

Chapter 1836: First Shot Fired
"The patrol boat reported that a large number of ships were spotted!"

"Notify the patrol formation to return as soon as possible, and prepare the entire fleet for combat at level one."

"Tsk, so they are hiding next to the nearby asteroids."

No matter how empty a galaxy is, there is always a large meteorite belt composed of meteorites. This is a natural ambush position that can not only block optical reconnaissance but also radar.

But it's not that urgent.

The only ships that can hide in the asteroid belt must be cruisers. The main fleet cannot hide, and it is likely that casualties will be caused by meteorite collisions rather than combat.

"The radar could not lock onto the exact location."

"It's the absorber again. Let the fleet turn around and scan the area visually to confirm the enemy's exact location."

The technology of the wave absorber has been leaked, and Vilania chose to sell the technology to the Whirlpool Federation shortly after the war began, but research on the counter-technology of the wave absorber has been slow.

In other words, now as long as both sides turn on the absorbers, the radar, which is not very powerful to begin with, will be completely ineffective, and everyone can only rely on optical sighting equipment to search for the enemy with the naked eye in the vast void.

Not only was the reaction slow, but the void was also too vast and too dark.

Since the viewing angle of optical sighting equipment is relatively narrow, if a fleet remains silent, it will likely have to approach very close before being discovered.

Fortunately, Alyssa and the others have made preparations for this.

The formation she led just now did not stop the ship simply to watch the assembly of the Thunder Pattern Sea Serpent Cannon. A large number of space fighters and battle patrol boats were dispatched to patrol nearby, and the areas that each warship needed to observe and search for the enemy had been divided in advance according to the star map.

Now that the radar is useless, as long as each ship performs the task of visual search for the enemy within its designated area, the exact location can be found quickly.

In less than three minutes, the latest report was sent over, and the enemy's location information was also marked on the star map.

Alyssa turned the optical sighting device according to the instructions on the star map, and an approaching fleet appeared on the screen.

The Red Maple Republic is indeed at the end of its strength. More than 70% of the ships in this cruise fleet are armed merchant ships, or simply large merchant ships, which have not even had time to be modified.

It's just because of the absorber that it's difficult for the radar to lock on to it.

According to distance calculation, it will take about five minutes to reach the shelling range, which is completely enough time.

But Alyssa frowned, feeling something was wrong.

This cruise ship formation is far inferior to their own in both quality and quantity. As long as Alyssa leads the fleet closer, they will be intercepted before they can even see where the Thunder Pattern Sea Serpent Cannon is, and it won't take too much time to wipe them out.

Is the Red Maple Republic really so desperate that it can only come up with this kind of fleet?
how is this possible.

Even without much intelligence, the Red Maple Republic would surely be able to guess that the Whirlwater Federation had weapons that could destroy reactor jammers. After all, the threat posed by that thing was real, and it was impossible that no countermeasures had been developed in such a long time.

It was only natural for the Red Maple Republic to retaliate, but the means of counterattack was just a fleet that was not even a ragtag army.

There must be something wrong with this.

"Engine light confirmed, enemy launches carrier-based aircraft."

"Inform patrol ships No. 40 to 80 to stay on standby. Other warships to reorganize according to the formation of plan 3. Mobile aircraft carriers to prepare for catapult launch."

It really seemed like a strategy of luring the tiger away from its mountain lair. Alyssa decided to leave forty warships to continue the escort mission. It would definitely not be a problem to deal with that ragtag army with only the remaining warships.

At this moment, the bridge of the Swan, which was turning, suddenly lit up. Through the glass of the bridge, one could see a huge spiral beam of light piercing through the darkness of the void, shattering and melting through all obstacles along the way, and heading towards the direction of the main fleet of the Red Maple Republic.

The first shot of the Thunder Serpent was fired. –-——---

The shrill emergency attack sirens and yellow warning lights kept echoing in the hangar. All the pilots on standby rushed to their vehicles in a hurry. The ground crew were like being chased by dogs, busy carrying out the final inspection before ejection.

Because the Battle of Broken Horn was too brutal, a large number of carrier-based aircraft pilots at the time also carried out swarm torpedo operations, resulting in a large number of magic mechas being destroyed.

Even if the Xuanshui Federation worked at full capacity, it would be impossible to make up for the shortfall of magic mechas in a short period of time, so many people had to operate the space fighters that had been relegated to the second line.

Fortunately, the situation on the Red Maple Republic side is even worse. Due to the occupation of resource galaxies, they are almost out of resources to build large ships, let alone auxiliary weapons such as magic mechas. The pilots are not only flying space fighters, but also old and sealed models of the previous generation. It was unexpected that everyone started to compete to see who was worse at the end of the war.

As the mobile aircraft carrier adjusted its angle, the order to attack was quickly issued.

The ground crew retreated to a safe distance and began ejection.

A large number of carrier-based aircraft were quickly ejected and formed into a formation near the aircraft carrier according to laser navigation and the guidance of the tower, eventually forming a huge and dense torrent and flying towards the enemy aircraft group.

This is the last battle, and everyone knows it, but it is hard to say that morale is high.

Mortals are complex creatures and it is difficult to generalize.

Some people were shouting excitedly in the channel, some were gripping the joysticks nervously, and some were staring at photos of their family in a daze.

Because everyone knows that this is the last battle, and the way home is just around the corner, no one wants to fall down at their doorstep.

"I heard that the White Ogre was shot down during the Battle of Broken Horn. Is that true?"

Someone suddenly spoke in the communication channel. The silence lasted for several seconds before there was a response.

"I heard it was true. My friend in the squadron saw him crash headfirst into the battleship's bridge."

"What a pity. He must have wanted to see the war won."

"Don't talk too soon."

Someone else interrupted:

"I have a relative who worked on the Swan. He said that although the white ogre's body was gone, the person was still alive and well."

"Ah? You can actually survive in that situation? You're too strong. It's impossible."

"Don't say it's impossible, but..."

At this moment, the flight commander suddenly interrupted:

"Expected contact in five minutes. Please do not use the channel at will."

After being scolded for chatting, everyone had no choice but to shut up, but the flight commander suddenly added:
"Our formation is at two o'clock. Did you see that meteor?"

Everyone stretched their heads out and tried to see through the hatch of the space fighter at the two o'clock position. A rapidly moving away meteor was emitting fascinating light.

I just don't know why the flight commander asked everyone to look at that shooting star.

"That's the White Ogre."

(End of this chapter)