According to Lan Qing's plan, they wouldn't split their forces. Instead, they would gather in one place. The three bastions would support each other.
Although his suspicions of the alien home worlds' evolution was becoming more and more accurate, Lan Qing still had to be on guard against the possibility that the home worlds could finish their evolution at any moment.
No bastion could withstand the onslaught of the alien home worlds. Only with three bastions together would they have a chance of survival.
Of course, that was the worst-case scenario.
Lan Qing's goal was simple. He would gather all of his forces and strike at a single point.
Their target was the home worlds.
There were many parts of the plan that needed to be carried out step by step.
The first part of the plan was similar to a reconnaissance fire, but it wasn't on the same level as what Lan Jue and the others had done before.
Off in the distance, a purple planet appeared in the sights of the three bastions.
A large number of aliens hovered near the planet.
They were ready for battle.
There was no doubt they knew the bastions were coming. Compared to Lan Jue's last mission, there were at least three times as many aliens. They must have been mobilized from other planets.
In terms of numbers, the aliens were no less than the twelve fleets.
Perhaps even more.
The purplish-red planet was still fixed in place and did not have any intention of rotating.
On the surface, at least, it looked no different from the last mission.
The three bastions stood in a triangular formation. Middle Heaven was at the front, Neptune to the left, and Tyrannosaurus to the right.
The twelve fleets fanned out in a circle.
Their capital ships were at the front, the smaller ships at the back.
Both sides kept a safe distance.
They looked at each other.
This part of space had become a battlefield between the two armies.
Off in the distance, more aliens could be seen gathering to replenish their forces.
They could see that the humans were going to attack one point, and so they focused their attacks on this area.
In the war between the humans and the predators.
In the past few times.
The alien's tactics were different. They used every advantage they could to their advantage to wage war against the humans.
Back in the Shattered Starfields, Tyrannosaurus had been in trouble thanks to the asteroids. They'd set up a trap for the Northern Alliance.
And this time, it looks like.
The aliens were ready to fight head-on.
They didn't even rely on the planet for defense.
He had a confident look on his face.
Lan Qing's voice echoed throughout the fleet.
"Rest here and check the ship's system.
Execute Operation One. "
After a long flight, before a battle, it was necessary to conduct an overall inspection.
This was a convention in space warfare.
The lights of the twelve fleets began to dim to conserve energy.
Just at this time, suddenly, without any warning, 12 huge universe ships suddenly flew forward.
Their flying speed was very fast.
It was as if it had instantly sped up.
The other warships did not follow. Only they flew out alone.
These twelve battleships.
Impressively, it was the most powerful existence among the human battleships, the flagship of every space fleet, the Yuan class mothership.
Although there were only 12 of them, each of them was more than 10 kilometers long. In outer space, they were giant existences.
They quickly flew towards the administrative planet in the distance.
Their momentum was unstoppable.
At the same time, Middle Heaven pressed in. The rock in front of the bastion split open to reveal a honeycomb of cannons.
If you looked closely, you'd see a thousand and eighty cannons, each more than three hundred meters in diameter.
Faint light began to coalesce within the cannons.
It wasn't just the enemy, but even their own troops.
They were all shocked by the scene in front of them.
Weren't they supposed to rest and repair the ships?
Why were they suddenly flying out?
Was the battle about to begin?
The twelve capital ships' main cannons had long since cracked open. Their cannons glowed with a terrifying aura. They'd long since finished charging.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
… …
A cold, hard voice rang out from each of the capital ships. Twelve beams of light shot through the air like rainbows.
The aliens in the distance had only just entered their firing range.
Their reaction was noticeably slower. When they saw the twelve capital ships approaching, their reactions were sluggish.
It wasn't until the capital ships began to pick up speed that the aliens reacted.
A horde of aliens appeared in the sky, hundreds of them more than a thousand meters long. They looked like clumsy cocoons, wriggling and wriggling as they floated in the air.
Their bodies began to shrink inward, flattening until they looked like round pancakes.
However, their movements were too slow.
By the time the twelve capital ships had finished firing their cannons, they hadn't completed their transformation.
Most capital ships' main cannons were antimatter cannons.
They could only be used in space.
Aside from the main cannons of Bastion ships, they were the strongest weapon humanity had.
The terrifying energy unleashed by the main cannons of the twelve space carriers made the space around them seem to have turned white in an instant.
However, when the white light fell upon the alien pancakes, a strange change occurred.
The round pancakes rapidly caved in, but they were extremely flexible. Circles of spiral-shaped halos appeared on their edges, which actually dissolved the light that shot towards them and caused them to explode in all directions. What was even more strange was that the power of the exploding light was still the same, but it could only scatter horizontally.
Turning a vertical attack into a horizontal attack was exactly what the aliens were trying to do.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed it.
Of course, this wasn't enough to stop the enemy's main cannons.
The Primary-class capital ships' main cannons were too powerful. Some of the pancakes at the front were at their limits and began to melt away.
Even so, their defense was enough to reduce the power of the capital ships' main cannons.
Furthermore, the pancakes were too slow. There were gaps where the capital ships' main cannons passed through. Wherever they passed, the aliens were reduced to ash.
A shrill cry shook the entire battlefield. A horde of aliens surged forward. The twelve capital ships' main cannons were like poking a hornet's nest. The aliens fought back in a frenzy.
With their main cannons fired, the capital ships turned around and headed back the way they came.
All of the secondary cannons were now aimed at the aliens. They fired as they fled.
Even with their secondary cannons, the capital ships had a fearsome firepower. Humanity's strongest warships weren't just for show.
Their shields were on full blast as they made their way back.
The ones leading the charge were the shuttle-type beasts that excelled in explosive flight. Of course, there were differences in strength between the same species.
Generally, the larger an alien was, the stronger it was.
The shuttle-like creatures were no different. The ones at the very front were more than a thousand meters long. In a flash they were within range of the capital ships and ramming the shields with the sharp tips of their bodies.
Even a capital ship wouldn't be able to withstand a collision of this magnitude.
Unfortunately, they were up against the capital ships, humanity's strongest interstellar warships.
Ripples appeared on the protective shield of the mothership, but it was clearly not easy to break it.
The capital ships had fired their main cannons from as far as they could reach.
Only a small number of aliens were able to catch up to them in a short amount of time.
Suddenly, the twelve capital ships parted and flew off at an oblique angle.
The pursuing aliens froze in their tracks. Behind the parting capital ships was a large, terrifying entity.
Middle Heaven!
The beehive of cannons on Middle Heaven's side began to glow with an orange light. The sheer power of the attack caused the aliens at the very front to scatter to the sides.
What kind of firepower would a bastion of this size be capable of?
The aliens that had been on the verge of catching up reacted in the same way. They scattered like flowers scattered by a goddess, clearing the way for the cannons to fire at them. For a moment, the alien formation seemed to be in a state of panic.
Even some of the ten thousand meters long beasts were panicking. No one wanted to face an attack of this caliber head-on!
Without the aid of the home worlds, there was no creature that could face a bastion's main cannon head-on.
There was only one way for them to defeat a bastion, and that was to attack as a group.
But at this distance, and with the main cannons firing, it wasn't a good idea to charge head-on.
Middle Heaven pressed forward, and the light from its cannons grew brighter and brighter. The aliens didn't dare pursue, and instead began to retreat.
(To be continued.)