Chapter 180: Meat Grinder (Lower)

The scales of victory had tilted strangely from the very start.

From a macro strategic perspective, the Federal fleet was like a sharp scalpel, precisely cutting into the Demonic Cloud fleet's body.

Constantly penetrating, constantly cutting, it caused massive trauma.

But from a micro tactical viewpoint, each Federal warship endured a siege by enemies dozens of times its own strength, constantly teetering on the edge of life and death.

In a small battlefield, Liu Yang piloted his beloved Thunder God-class heavy space fighter, dancing a dance of death amidst dense gunfire and enemy wreckage.

His fighter was the Federal latest model, equipped with a micro warp engine and a psychic power amplification operating system, enabling all kinds of unimaginable maneuvers.

"Rear left, three o'clock direction, two enemy aircraft!"

The voice of his AI assistant sounded in his helmet.

Liu Yang didn't even turn his head; he lightly pushed the control stick with his left hand.

The Thunder God fighter's fuselage jerked sideways, simultaneously spewing two highly guided psychic missiles.

The two missiles traced two strange arcs in the air, bypassing allied warships and precisely drilling into the biological engines of the two enemy fighters whose shapes resembled giant bats.

Boom! Boom!

Two small bursts of fireworks exploded in the rearview mirror.

"Beautiful."

Liu Yang whistled, but his nerves didn't relax in the slightest.

His mission wasn't to tangle with these small fry.

He and his Ghost Shadow squadron, a hundred of the finest fighters, targeted those Demonic Cloud bombers that posed a huge threat to Federal regular warships.

Those bombers were small in size, but could launch a kind of highly corrosive biological acid torpedo that had extremely destructive effects on the Federal warships' hive shields.

"Target spotted! Twelve o'clock direction, distance eight million kilometers! A standard bomber formation, twelve ships!"

"Brothers, let's get to work!"

Liu Yang shouted over the public channel, "Old routine, I'll knock on the door, you guys deliver the package!"

"Received, Captain!"

A hundred Thunder God fighters instantly formed a sharp arrowhead, engines overloaded, turning into a hundred streams of light that swooped toward the bomber formation.

The escort fighter swarm of the Demonic Cloud bombers immediately moved to intercept.

"Brain, calculate an evasion route! Activate the psychic barrier!"

【Route calculation complete! Evasion success rate 97.3%! Psychic barrier activated!】

Before Liu Yang's eyes, a green channel composed of countless data streams instantly appeared.

He hesitated not at all, merging his spirit with his fighter, piloting the Thunder God as he charged into that channel that seemed utterly impossible to exist.

His fighter, amidst the dense biological plasma barrage, would at times roll, at times brake suddenly, at times perform an unimaginable Z-shaped jitter.

Countless deadly attacks merely grazed past him.

He succeeded.

Like the sharpest dagger, he alone broke through the enemy escort formation and rushed to the front of those twelve Demonic Cloud bombers.

"Now it's my turn!"

A fierce gleam flashed in Liu Yang's eyes.

He pressed the weapon launch button.

From the belly of the Thunder God fighter, a ten‑meter‑long special armor‑piercing round, flashing with metallic cold light, was shot out.

This armor‑piercing round, enveloped by Liu Yang's psychic power, instantly broke sub‑light speed.

Pfft!

It easily tore open a bomber's shield, drilled in from the bow, and then shot out from the stern,

along the way smashing all the bomber's vital biological organs to pieces.

Immediately after, it didn't stop, hitting the second, then the third…

One armor‑piercing round, like a string of candied haws, under Liu Yang's precise psychic control, consecutively pierced seven Demonic Cloud bombers!

Until the interior of the seventh bomber, the round finally exploded from energy exhaustion, blowing that bomber into a fireball.

Meanwhile, the remaining five bombers were already completely drowned in a missile barrage by the arriving Ghost Shadow squadron.

An entire bomber formation was completely annihilated in less than a minute.

"Well done!"

Liu Yang laughed over the channel, getting ready to look for the next target.

Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis that made his very soul tremble surged up from his heart.

"Warning! Detected high‑intensity psychic impact! Cannot evade!"

Liu Yang's pupils contracted sharply.

He saw that, in the direction of the distant Emperor Bug‑class mother ship, a huge, invisible psychic vortex was rapidly forming.

The next second, an invisible to the naked eye but soul‑freezing devastating psychic shockwave swept across the battlefield where he was, in a fan shape.

Liu Yang felt his brain as if it had been smashed hard by an invisible giant hammer.

Hum—

His consciousness instantly fell into a blank.

The Thunder God fighter he was piloting also lost control, tumbling wildly in the air.

When he struggled to recover from that violent dizziness a few seconds later, he horrifiedly discovered that his Ghost Shadow squadron,

out of a hundred fighters, more than thirty had, just like him, lost control.

And on many more regular warships, countless soldiers, under this psychic blow, bled from the seven orifices and fainted on the spot.

"It's the enemy's Chief Commander!"

Liu Yang's teeth were clicking.

Is this the power of a top-tier expert?

Just a single mental roar could inflict such a terrifying blow on an entire vast battlefield!

He saw that the recovered Moyun Warships, taking advantage of the moment the Federal side fell into chaos, launched a frenzied counterattack.

One after another, out-of-control Federal fighters and warships were easily torn apart by them.

At this moment, the loss ratio began to wildly tilt in favor of the Mo Yun Empire.

……

"Hahaha! Feel despair, you bugs!"

Tata Li Ke's consciousness swelled wildly in the thrill of victory.

That "mental tsunami" just now was its proudest work, consuming nearly one percent of its mental power, but the results were glorious.

It could clearly feel that on that battlefield, tens of thousands of "bugs" had their souls directly crushed under its mental impact.

"Quantity is the truth of war! In the face of absolute quantity, any elite is just a joke!"

Tata Li Ke overlooked the entire battlefield.

Although the start was unfavorable, it lost two million warships.

But in the ensuing meat grinder, relying on absolute numerical advantage and reckless consumption, it had successfully checked the Federal fleet's assault momentum.

Now, the entire Federal fleet was trapped within the layers of encirclement of its eight-million-strong army.

Like a cake being gnawed by countless ants, although hard, being completely devoured is only a matter of time.

The current loss ratio is roughly maintained at about one to twenty-six.

That is, for every Federal fighter destroyed, it must pay the cost of twenty-six of its own.

This number is brutal.

But Tata Li Ke can afford the consumption!

Using eight million to exchange for the enemy's three hundred fifty thousand, this deal is a sure profit!

"Pass my order! All fleets, tighten the encirclement! Give them no chance to catch their breath!"

"I will wear them to death here!"

Tata Li Ke's consciousness was filled with cruelty and delight.

It seemed to already see that silver fleet, in endless consumption, ammunition exhausted and supplies depleted, ultimately torn to pieces by its own people.

However, just as it felt triumphant, believing victory was in its grasp,

a will that let it feel incredibly familiar, icy, as if coming from another dimension,

crossed vast space and descended upon its consciousness core.

This will was not as violent as a "mental tsunami".

But it was more concentrated, more pure, more……lofty.

As if a deity looking down upon mortals.

Tata Li Ke's consciousness suddenly stiffened.

It "saw".

On the distant lead, largest human flagship, a tiny, dust-like human figure was slowly closing its eyes.

It was him!

The one who, in Ka La Fa's memory, left behind endless fear, a human whose mental power was terrifying to the point of incomprehension!

He, finally made a move.