Drive them out, annihilate them.
Although the preparations were hurried, Yang Ming, who had planned ahead, had equipped Wind with several kinetic weapons effective against the Insect Race.
At this moment, two fleets each had three main formations daringly approach the Insect Swarm, accelerating to shorten the distance, while the remaining formations concentrated on firepower suppression at any cost.
Several dozen special gunboats and transport ships hid behind the main battleships, opening rows of outer cabins to reveal dozens to hundreds of missile silos inside.
One by one, missiles carrying cumulative energy blast warheads trailed magnetic halos, dispersing toward the front of the Insect Swarm for bombardment.
Tiny, exceedingly brief constant stars appeared on both sides of the battlefield.
A large number of the Insect Race were melted by intense radiation energy.
The Insect Swarm continued its flanking charge, but when the first and third defense fleets dispatched a second batch of gunboats, the critters began to retreat.
Seeing this, Yang Ming’s long-gloomy face finally revealed a slight smile.
Though nuclear bombs had been phased out by the main civilizations, they were still effective against the Insect Race.
However, those missiles were extremely expensive; to ensure they fulfilled their value, they needed to be equipped with thick protective shields and were only usable when their own side had a firepower advantage.
Otherwise, if the missiles were simply shot down by the enemy ion beam right after launch, it would almost be akin to self-destruction.
At this moment, the Insect Swarm was driven back into a narrow pocket formation at the front, still advancing towards Ilando Star.
This was merely their troop maneuvering tactic.
The Insect Swarm never cared about the survival of individuals, only by defeating their Mother Worm could one truly defeat the swarm.
"Boss, we’ve pinpointed the coordinates of a Fake Mother Insect!"
"Adjust the Imperial Palace’s cannon angle, and lock onto it."
A virtual button appeared in front of Yang Ming, which he casually tapped.
Ilando City started to experience consecutive, slight tremors, as a beam of light erupted from a massive fissure in the ground, cutting across the sky above Ilando City, vanishing over the western horizon.
Space once again lit up.
A beam unfolded, instantly dissolving the protective shield laid by the Insect Race, with masses of the Insect Race being vaporized directly; a small portion of high-rank insects became materials for the violent reaction, continuously exploding within the beam.
At the forefront of the beam, a 300-meter-long Fake Mother Insect revealed its hideous half-human, half-insect body. Its eyes showed no emotion, turning into residue in the light and disappearing from sight.
One-third of the Insect Swarm lost its combat power.
As the beam extinguished, the Human Fleet began attacking proactively. The Insect Swarm showed intent to retreat but quickly regained their footing and continued to launch forward assaults.
This was the command entrusted to them.
Lyu spoke softly, "Boss, due to planetary rotation, there’s no chance for a second shot."
"Hmm, leave the rest to them. We already have the firepower advantage."
"Yes, Boss. Estimated casualties will be very light, but I must say, war is really costly."
Lyu calmly griped and added,
"We have to prepare. The Insect Swarm is tightly connected, and after suffering setbacks here, they’re very likely to adjust their strategy."
"How long until we rendezvous with 026 and her team?"
"Thirty-five minutes."
Yang Ming raised an eyebrow.
Before he could catch his breath, a slight anomaly appeared on the projection screen beside him, where the supermassive Insect Race battleship, flanked by thirteen giant Insect Race battleships, was displayed.
A swarm of bugs with golden patterns flew out of the enormous battleship, quickly constructing a "small" battleship several hundred meters long with their bodies.
There is actually some good news now, which was that the examiner hiding in the black box had continuously marked several green check marks.
However, the bad news was this:
The battleship formed by sixth-rank adult insects had started accelerating madly, preparing for a short-distance warp!