After the fleet entered the galaxy, Dolap did not go to Zeli B immediately, but headed towards the gas planet Zeli C.
Everything is inferior, only hard work is superior.
In interstellar travel, fuel is life.
He still understands that without fuel, there is nothing.
However, just as the fleet was rapidly approaching its destination, the deep space radar suddenly detected the approach of multiple small targets.
These targets are extremely small and very fast.
Dolap initially thought they were just wandering asteroids, but as the number of red dots on the radar screen grew rapidly, he realized they were not natural phenomena.
What was coming was not an asteroid, but some kind of artillery shell.
"Enemy attack!"
He screamed and sounded the first-level alarm, and the entire fleet immediately fell into chaos.
Huang Lala is, after all, just a privately-run civilian enterprise. Although it has been authorized to install some combat equipment on the spacecraft, this firepower is only for self-defense purposes.
The personnel operating the artillery are not professional soldiers, but ordinary people who have received training.
When faced with emergencies, Huang Lala's fleet did not respond very well.
The close-in weapon system opened fire at a target 50,000 km away from the fleet, which was not an effective interception range.
With the extremely high rate of fire, tens of thousands of spare rounds were quickly cleared out, but the results achieved were pitifully small.
Inside the battle bridge, the combat commander slapped the gunner in charge of operating the close-in weapon system off his stool.
"Did you know the effective interception range is 5000km! 5000km! Not 50,000 fucking kilometers!"
“I, I, I…”
The gunner looked at the furious commander with trembling eyes and stammered out the words that would make him regret for the rest of his life.
"I...I'm nervous..."
"Nervous about your mother!"
Yesterday the conductor waved his hand and got two slaps in the face.
The skin color on the gunner's face began to change from dark green to light green, just like when a person is hit in the face, their face will turn red. The Lalong people are green, so their faces will turn green.
"You...you can't hit me. The captain is my second uncle."
Knowing that he had caused trouble, the gunner began to try to defend himself by using nepotism.
The combat commander was so angry that he widened the electronic eye on his forehead, clenched his four fingers into a fist, and then threw a rising dragon punch to hit the opponent's chin.
He was hit so hard that he floated up into the air. In the low-gravity environment inside the ship, he rolled backwards several times before falling back to the ground.
"Don't even mention that the captain is your uncle. Even if you are the captain, get out of here!"
How could he not be angry?
The close-in weapon system, the only effective means of intercepting tiny targets in the entire fleet, was ruined by a fool.
From Dolap's perspective, among the fleet that was originally making emergency evasive maneuvers, an industrial ship suddenly launched a dense barrage of bullets in the direction of the red dot.
This was like setting a precedent, and the gunners of other spaceships followed suit as if stimulated, firing shells frantically.
Dense artillery fire was poured out like wildfire, but because the target distance exceeded the maximum effective interception radius, the close-in defense guns, which were not very accurate to begin with, had their dispersion magnified exponentially at this distance.
In the end, only about 1/3 of the incoming objects were intercepted, while the remaining 2/3 broke through the fire network and continued to attack the fleet.
Due to the previous aimless waste, all the close defense firepower was now in the reloading stage. Dolap could only watch the shells approaching him.
The shielding wall of the glass portholes on the navigation bridge has been lowered, and the thick alloy baffles firmly protect the glass windows, while the external scene is re-presented indoors through the camera.
The moment the enemy attack hit countdown reaches zero.
Dense artillery shells attacked the fleet.
Huang Lala's fleet was mostly composed of bulky industrial ships, and they had no way of making effective evasive maneuvers within the specified time.
However, they managed to survive this round of bombardment by relying on their own armor.
This is not because the fleet's armor is strong enough. On the contrary, the armor strength of most of the Huang Lala fleet's spacecraft is barely stronger than that of the Galactic Alliance's destroyers.
The reason why they were able to withstand this round of attack was simply because the firepower displayed by the enemy was too weak.
The incoming artillery fire consisted of solid armor-piercing shells forged by Wu Gang and high-explosive ammunition triggered by impact fuses.
Those high-explosive ammunition had basically no effect. They exploded immediately after hitting the surface of the spacecraft, but the power was only enough to turn the paint on the surface of the spacecraft into a black ball.
As for armor-piercing bullets, their performance is slightly better. They can leave some small circular pits on the surface of the armor. There will be a small white dot in the center of the pit, which is left by the tungsten steel material at the moment of impact.
After a crackling sound outside the window, Dolap stared intently at the status panel of his flagship. However, he waited for a long time, but all the units remained green.
"Damage control! Report the situation."
He was a little worried and shouted again.
"All equipment is operating normally, and the spacecraft is not damaged."
The other party's tone was filled with disbelief.
Then Dolap gave another order.
"Report on the fleet situation."
This time, a mature female voice answered him.
"Seven drones were destroyed, and the external sighting equipment of three frigates was disabled. Other than that, everything is normal across the fleet."
After hearing the reports from his subordinates, Dolap felt like he was dreaming.
This galaxy is obviously inhabited by an indigenous civilization, and the other party had set up an ambush long before he entered.
However, as a civilization possessing interstellar travel technology, their attack power is pitifully weak.
Although he didn't know why, Dolap didn't believe that the other party would invite him all the way to watch the fireworks show.
As early as the moment the deep space radar issued an early warning, Durap ordered the ejection of the observation probe.
This is a method commonly used in close-range space exploration.
The spacecraft will launch disposable probes carrying various observation equipment such as deep-field radar in multiple axes. These probes are equipped with a jumper device, so they can be deployed hundreds of thousands of kilometers away in a very short time.
Probes arranged in this way can not only observe the scene from more angles and detect targets hiding behind obstacles.
It can also form triangulation positioning with the spacecraft's own radar to accurately track some units with certain stealth capabilities.
"Three-dimensional photography has made a discovery."
As the words fell, a series of images were sent to the screen in front of Dolap's command desk.
This picture was obviously taken by a launched probe, and the picture quality is quite clear.
However, looking at the things above, Dolap fell into deep thought.
Why are there such things as giant humanoid mechas in space?
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