The armor of these combat spacecraft seed to be made of so extrely high-tech material, making them very sturdy.
Despite facing three full days of projectile bombardnt, although they were hit multiple tis, not a single one was destroyed; at most, their outer layers beca pitted, and so equipnt on their exteriors was damaged.
The most severely damaged combat spacecraft seed to have its thruster destroyed, losing its maneuverability.
Although the battle results were not extensive, they were still enough to satisfy Tom.
After all, Tom never expected to threaten the spacecraft with a barrage of bullets; being able to severely damage one, with the rest all having so degree of damage, was a pleasant surprise.
What was used to deal with these battleships were other things.
At this mont, the three-day bombardnt had concluded. The entire surface of God-Enemy Star had been almost completely plowed over, and no artificial structures could be seen on the ground.
Just then, the true rcury-class Battleships were also ready.
Previously, they dared not deploy for fear of being discovered by the opponent. But now that the cards were on the table, there were no more qualms.
Thus, these 500 rcury-class Battleships, along with 50 of the largest cargo ships, simultaneously engaged their highest power acceleration.
thane and oxygen burned fiercely in the combustion chambers, continuously generating high-temperature, high-pressure gas.
These gases were strictly confined within the combustion chambers, unable to spread outwards, and thus could only be squeezed out, like an explosion, from the engine nozzles, thereby providing powerful thrust for the entire spacecraft, propelling it to accelerate rapidly.
In a short period, these spacecraft accelerated from their original 1 kiloter per second to 11 kiloters per second at this mont!
After this, the spacecraft engines shut down, entering an inertial flight state.
During the subsequent flight, the spacecraft would at most only make minor course adjustnts.
It wasn’t that Tom didn’t want to accelerate to a higher speed, but that he couldn’t.
After all, he didn’t have High-Speed Ion Propulsion Technology, nor secondary pressurized propulsion technology, and could only rely on chemical propellants for propulsion.
And the consumption of chemical propellants was very high. If they accelerated further, even with cargo ships accompanying them, their fuel would run out.
But it didn’t matter. Even if they only advanced at the current speed, it would only take about a little over a month to cross the vast distance of more than 40 million kiloters and reach the battlefield.
This ti, Tom still chose not to have his main body reach the battlefield.
This ant that when he controlled these battleships, there would still be a delay of about 4 minutes. This would inevitably cause the performance of these 500 battleships to be poor, and their combat power to sharply decrease.
But it didn’t matter, Tom had his own plans.
And, these first 500 battleships that set sail were not the entirety of this war.
Tom, remaining at the Main Base, still controlled a total of about 900,000 Clones with almost no communication delay, and they were once again put into another task.
To fully commit to manufacturing more rcury-class Battleships, and to fully commit to producing more machine gun bullets, autocannon shells, fuel, consumables, and interstellar missiles!
Almost on the first day that the 500 rcury-class Battleships set sail, the first batch of subsequent supplies had already been produced.
That included ten million machine gun bullets, ten thousand autocannon shells, and large quantities of thane, pure oxygen, interstellar missiles, and so on.
They were packed into containers, filling ten boxes in total, and then cargo ships carried them to accelerate, accelerating to a suitable speed and giving them a suitable orbit, after which they were directly thrown into space, allowing them to autonomously fly towards God-Enemy Star.
Afterwards, the cargo ships returned, picked up the second batch of supplies, and threw them into space again, repeating this process.
After three days of continuous expedited work, the first batch of rcury-class Battleships was completed.
There were five of them, and after completing their resupply at the space base, they also embarked on the journey to God-Enemy Star.
Thus, whether it was bullets or battleships, shells or fuel, various supplies continuously departed from Loshen Star, flying towards God-Enemy Star.
At this mont, there was still about a little over a month before the first 500 rcury-class Battleships would reach the battlefield.
The surviving enemy mothership and battleships once again found themselves in a dilemma.
At this point, their own base was destroyed, and they had almost lost all logistical supply capabilities. anwhile, the enemy’s battleships, though technologically inferior, were continuously arriving.
So, what should they do?
Should they rush to repair the base, restoring supplies as much as possible, or... directly abandon supplies and head to the opponent’s planet, destroying their base first?
The more rational choice was undoubtedly to destroy the opponent’s base as well.
But... the previous bullet barrage, since it could be used to destroy their own base, seed capable of performing defensive tasks as well.
Imagine those overwhelming bullets continuously firing from the planet; how could their battleships withstand them?
Then it seed there was only one option left.
Rely on the superior performance of their own spacecraft to block the opponent’s continuous attacks, race against ti to repair the base, and restore supplies!
This ti, they must rember to build the base underground!
Once supplies were restored, no matter how many battleships the opponent sent, it would be futile!
And looking at the technological gap between the enemy and themselves, this was sothing that was highly likely to be achieved.
So these dozens of battleships remained at God-Enemy Star, frequently taking off and landing between the surface of God-Enemy Star and the mothership under the watchful eyes of Tom’s spy satellites, seemingly fully committed to ergency repair operations.
The battlefield fell silent for a ti.
Then, the first 500 rcury-class Battleships arrived.
Half of the dozens of enemy battleships swiftly charged towards the rcury-class Battleship fleet.
But this ti, Tom did not directly control these rcury-class Battleships to engage them head-on.
Even though the opponent’s battleships were severely lacking in logistical supplies and most were damaged at this mont.
Tom simply executed an extrely simple tactical maneuver.
Full-strength retreat! Flee! At the sa ti, machine guns, autocannons, and missiles were all fired in a frenzy, attacking with all their might!
Because the tactic was simple, it could be executed even with a four-minute communication delay.
Specks of fire flickered in the vast, deep space.
As expected, most of his attacks were intercepted, failing to destroy even a single enemy battleship. Instead, more than a dozen of his own battleships were directly destroyed by the opponent because they couldn’t escape in ti.
Fortunately, the main fleet finally managed to escape.
Seeing his side flee, those enemy battleships returned to their mothership, intending to continue their repair mission.
"Not pursuing? How can that be? If you don’t co, I’ll go over there."
Tom sneered, directly controlling the fleet to approach again.
Machine guns, autocannons, and interstellar missiles once again began a fierce bombardnt.
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