Chapter 175: Curvature Antimatter Bomb

At a point 0.1 light-years from Blue Star, this place serves as the Federal dangerous weapons testing site, and today a weapons test was conducted.

On a warship outside the testing ground, Qin Hao, Luo Te, Zhang Xianzhong, and several senior officers participated in the observation.

Obviously, the importance of this test goes without saying.

"All units, attention: the curvature antimatter bomb test is about to begin!"

Academician Qian's voice sounded over the public channel.

"Test target: a target ship one hundred million kilometers away."

One hundred million kilometers!

This distance made everyone present suck in a breath of cold air.

According to the range of conventional weapons, this distance is almost impossible to reach.

At this distance, a high-energy laser beam's energy basically dissipates; even a near-light-speed railgun would take a long time to get there, and the enemy would have already performed evasive maneuvers.

"Target lock completed, target has activated its energy shield."

After the technicians performed their operations, they responded promptly.

"Fire!"

The next second, a rocket-shaped weapon two meters in diameter was ejected from the warship.

Immediately afterward, the space around it distorted for a moment, and it vanished after one second.

It clearly entered a curvature bubble, flying toward the target at several tens of times the speed of light.

On the main screen of the observation ship, a target ship one hundred million kilometers away was displayed.

"Estimated impact time: 17 seconds."

Everyone held their breath.

15 seconds…

10 seconds…

5 seconds…

Boom!

An extremely brilliant burst of light blossomed on that target ship.

That was not an ordinary explosion, but a pure energy release from matter-antimatter annihilation.

It is sufficient to destroy any known matter.

"Tsk tsk!"

Zhang Xianzhong widened his eyes and said, "This power..."

After a few seconds, the light faded, but the target ship remained there, undestroyed.

"Academician Qian, what's going on?" Zhang Xianzhong frowned, staring at the target ship still intact on the screen.

"Commander, don't rush; this actually demonstrates the strength of our warship's defenses."

Qian Bowen smiled proudly and said, "The target ship you see employs our latest three-layer honeycomb energy shield technology."

"That curvature antimatter bomb just now successfully broke through all three of its shield layers."

The data on the screen showed that the target ship's energy shield index had dropped to zero, and its hull surface was dull and dark.

"In other words, if this were a Moyun Civilization warship, it would now be a pile of space junk?"

Qin Hao asked.

"Exactly!"

Qian Bowen nodded heavily and said, "According to our analysis of Moyun warships, their shield strength is far inferior to our honeycomb shield."

"The power of this curvature antimatter bomb is enough to instantly destroy any of their warships, including those hundred-kilometer-class mother ships!"

Luo Te heard this, and a glint flashed in his eyes:

"This is not a failure; we can also consider ourselves to possess a superluminal strike weapon."

"Yes, Rote Commissioner."

Qian Bowen called up the technical parameters and said, "The effective range of the curvature antimatter bomb can reach ten billion kilometers, with a flight speed of twenty times the speed of light."

"Most importantly, it uses curvature navigation, rendering the enemy's conventional interception methods completely ineffective."

Zhang Xianzhong excitedly slapped the table:

"This is practically a divine artifact! With this, we can annihilate them all before they even enter the range of conventional weapons!"

"However, this weapon currently has a problem."

Qian Bowen's expression turned grave as he said, "The manufacturing process for the curvature antimatter bomb is extremely complex; our production line can currently make only five per day."

"Five?"

Luo Te furrowed his brow and said, "According to intelligence analysis, the Mo Yun Empire's revenge fleet could be on the scale of tens of millions of ships."

"Even if one bomb destroys one warship, this output is far from enough."

After saying that, he turned his gaze toward Qin Hao, the meaning obvious.

"Don't worry, I'll solve the production line problem."

With Qin Hao's assurance, everyone finally relaxed.

One day later, Qin Hao replicated a thousand curvature antimatter bomb production lines (already optimized).

This consumed roughly half of his current energy points; after optimization, the capacity is thirteen per day, and with a thousand lines, it would approach five million per year.

This is already sufficient, since the Federal does not entirely rely on this weapon…

Time passed, the end of the ninth year.

A latest intelligence report from outside the front lines arrived at the Federal headquarters.

"Frontline report: the enemy fleet size has been confirmed!"

Their numbers are close to ten million ships!

According to analysis of their jump trajectories, they are the main fleet of the Mo Yun Empire, almost half of its military strength!

Currently, the enemy fleet is only one light-year away from our first line of defense! It is expected to reach the battlefield within a month!

Their advance speed is 12 times the speed of light!

The final showdown is finally coming!

Ten million ships!

Half the empire's military strength!

Ten million bio-warships, spread out, could block out starlight, enveloping the entire solar system in their shadow.

Looks like we hurt them badly last time.

Zhang Xianzhong's face instead showed a faint cold smile,

This time, they have come out in full force, hoping to settle us once and for all.

Coming out in full force, fine! But I need to ask for instructions from above.

In Old Luo's eyes, a sharp light flickered.

This way also saves us from having to look for them later; this battle will completely break their backbone, letting them know that our human civilization is not something they can provoke!

Nine years of enduring hardship, nine years of devoted governance.

Human civilization no longer fears them.

The Federal now possesses a powerful fleet, invincible warships, and weapons capable of overturning the battle situation.

More importantly, they have an unyielding determination, daring to draw their swords against any strong enemy.

Everyone, let's speak up: how should we fight this battle?

Old Luo looked around at everyone.

A general in charge of strategic planning stood up, pointing at the star map and said:

I suggest relying on the five defense lines we have established, to resist step by step, wearing them down layer by layer.

Although the enemy's numbers are huge, our defense system is sufficient to make them pay a heavy price for every step they advance.

We can trade space for time, gradually exhausting their manpower.

This is the safest and most conventional tactic.

Using the home-field advantage, we will fight a defensive counterattack.

Many generals nodded in agreement.

After all, given the current situation, defense is the safest.

However, Qin Hao shook his head.

I disagree.

Everyone's gaze once again focused on him.

At this meeting deciding the fate of civilization, Qin Hao's opinion carries great weight.

"Xiao Qin, what's your opinion?" Old Luo asked.

"Because defense is forever passive." Qin Hao stood up and walked to the star map.

"I'm not used to putting the battlefield at our doorstep; if we fight, we should do it farther from the solar system."

"More importantly,"

Qin Hao's gaze grew deep: "What we face is not just the Mo Yun Empire. The universe is dark, and no one knows,"

"how many civilizations like them, or even stronger, lie hidden in the shadows of this starry sky."

"In this battle, we must not only win, but win beautifully, win swiftly and decisively!"

"We must display our unparalleled strength before all onlookers, letting them know that the solar system is a forbidden zone!"

"Human civilization is an untouchable existence! Only thus can we gain lasting peace."

Qin Hao's words left everyone present deep in thought.

"Then what do you mean?"

Zhang Xianzhong seemed to have guessed something, his eyes lighting up with a sharp gleam.