A large number of the Insect Swarm quickly melted under the ion beam and laser beams.
The Supply Ships in the rear opened their missile compartments, countless missiles trailing exhaust flames, dispersed toward the airspace ahead.
Deep-space mines began to explode in batches, countless scorching light balls appeared within the Swarm, tearing precise gaps through the spread of insects.
The Swarm didn’t care.
The Swarm continued to disperse evenly, maintaining their accelerated charge, as if the front was their final destination.
The Human Fleet unleashed full firepower.
Four Dreadnoughts were continuously charging, but still needed about five minutes to complete their second round of firing.
The firing intensity of the Dreadnoughts was precisely calculated, not fired at full energy, just strong enough to break the Fake Mother Insect, otherwise, the charging interval wouldn’t be so short.
In the past century, the largest war between humans and the Insect Race had reached a fever pitch.
Yang Ming sighed softly, moving his neck slightly back.
At this moment, he was hiding in the cockpit of the New Red Demon, sitting in the co-pilot’s seat.
The New Red Demon had a two-person cockpit, designed at an angle, with the co-pilot above, mainly responsible for the Fire Control System, and the main pilot below, with full operational privileges.
At the moment, 026 was driving the Red Demon, responsible for piloting and firing, continually pursuing the chaotic fleeing insects in space.
The East Wind followed them closely, its secondary guns continually sweeping, clearing the small groups of insects capable of causing threats.
Yang Ming didn’t expend much spiritual power when taking down the third queen; at this moment, he didn’t have to manage anything, only responsible for maintaining intimidation over the Swarm, enjoying the exotic Biological Energy harvested by his subordinates, observing the full-scale war happening in the distant Star Domain.
Yang Ming suddenly thought of something.
"Lyu, what is the New Federation doing?"
"Assembling troops," Lyu frowned, "they also didn’t expect such a strong Insect Race to appear within the Empire’s territory."
Yang Ming frowned, "Are they planning to ambush the Empire?"
"Uh, no, they are defending Minter Star," Lyu clicked his tongue, "they’re scared to death now, afraid that the Insect Race would go there for revenge too, the entire domain is in highest-level defense status."
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
He really didn’t want to see this hypocritical New Federation grow strong.
"It’s different now," Yang Ming sighed, "Everything is different."
Lyu naturally knew what the boss was referring to.
Everything happening in the Milky Way now was completely different from those backgrounds the boss knew from the initial civilization trial game.
Lyu really wanted to place a mirror in front of his boss and tell him that the biggest catalyst of all these anomalies was right in front of his eyes.
It was clearly the boss himself who messed it up.
The boss, by his own strength, caused the Empire’s insect disaster to break out early and the Empire actively cleared most of the buried insect points...
"Boss, are we just staying here?" Lyu asked seriously, "There’s definitely a lot of Biological Energy over there, those are tens of billions of Sixth-Rank adult insects..."
"Going to seek death?"
Yang Ming snorted, saying indifferently,
"One should know contentment. Who can guarantee that if we go over, the Mother Worm won’t target me first for elimination?"
Lyu laughed, "This doesn’t seem like you, boss, usually you’re very brave."
"Situations should be differentiated. I’m naturally fearless facing Third Rank, Fourth Rank Swarms, but the Sixth-Rank pinnacle Mother Worm... whoever wants to go, go."
"She’s hiding as well," Yang Ming’s mouth twitched slightly, thinking of the Po Suo singing he heard earlier.
The information contained within was not just a reminder to Yang Ming saying, "The predator is coming," but also reminding him to "hide quickly" to avoid losing this bit of genes.
"Lyu, capitalize on the chaos and mobilize all Detection Ships of Molly Miss Mining Group to search in the desolate Star Domain I marked."
Yang Ming’s eyes flickered with faint light.
Probably, Po Suo didn’t expect that the ’connection’ triggered by the Mother Worm this time would just expose her hiding area.
In the holographic projection, four Dreadnoughts fired again.
Yang Ming continued to immerse himself in the stifling space battle.
The four Dreadnoughts’ double salvos caused the Swarm to lose eight Fake Mother Insects, seemingly a great loss.
But actually, the first wave of charging Swarms had currently crossed two-thirds of the distance, losing only a quarter of their numbers.
According to Lyu’s calculations, nearly forty percent of the Swarm would breach the defense line composed of Shield Ships.
Yang Ming couldn’t help thinking, if he were the Commander, what would he do at this moment?
Pull back the defense line as a whole, increasing the buffer space;
But just doing this wasn’t enough; other methods must be employed to slow the Swarm’s advance, allowing the fleet’s firepower to quickly eliminate these Swarms.
Lyu suddenly spoke beside him, "Boss, this seems to be a trap."