I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 240: Chapter 185: Charge l

Translator: 549690339

The command was sent instantaneously through the quantum network and accurately dissected into point-to-point specific instructions by artificial intelligence, reaching every person’s ear.

The commanders, combat units, and technical units immediately synchronized their actions.

In the communicators and combat projection glasses of senior commanders like Nora Camp, a large amount of information poured out in an instant.

The information was diverse, including both rapid voice broadcasts by technical personnel and projection images.

The projected images included two major aspects – images captured from enemy ships, and analysis of our own battle formations.

Harrison Clark now also holds the rank of Major General.

His role hasn’t changed; he’s still Nora Camp’s safety officer, instructor of the Giant Wave Vertical Team’s Morrowind warriors, and a Vanguard Blade Soldier.

However, in Harrison Clark’s personal system, compilations of information from this sequence of commanders also popped up.

The response of the technical personnel was swift, and the information read as follows.

“The enemy ship shapes as a sphere with a diameter of three thousand kilometers, made entirely of metallic structure. The constituent metal of the enemy ship is unknown, as are its internal design and the number of enemy soldiers. Life forms… unknown…”

“The enemy ship’s method of movement is undetermined. It may be a curvature flight or aeronautic technology, possibly on par or even superior to curvature flight.”

Harrison Clark felt the latter statement was nonsense. Perhaps the military system doesn’t understand the enemy’s technology, but they don’t want to admit a huge disparity in capabilities, to preserve the morale and fighting spirit of the soldiers so they pretended to understand, but not quite.

Harrison Clark believes this is a good approach.

At the front line of the engagement, the patrolling Morrowind soldiers, Bee Swarm fighter jets, and assault Battlecruisers moved closer to the Invader Warship.

During this process, everything appeared peaceful, with no explosions.

Millions of combat units charging seemed intense.

Thousands of fleet clusters mobilized on the larger front line, presenting a spectacular sight in the universe.

However, this war seemed to be merely a rush of adrenaline for humankind.

Artillery roared, but could not hit the enemy ship.

Whether it was energy weaponry or physical ammunition, all were blocked by the Invaders’ Barrier. Not even a flash of flame came out.

The spherical battleship hadn’t acted since its abrupt appearance, like a dead object.

But nobody disregarded that silent sphere.

This was the ultimate enemy, casting a shadow of fear over humanity for five hundred years.

Information from the frontline warriors continued to pour in.

“We’ve reached the edge of the invaders’ barrier.”

“All weapons are ineffective.”

“Metal detectors show no reaction.”

“Lifeform detectors show no reaction.”

“Energy detectors show no reaction.”

“Gravitational wave detectors show minimal energy changes but cannot determine the specifics.”

“Visual inspection showed a slight gleaming on the outer surface of the enemy ship. But we can’t see the inner parts. The surface of the enemy ship is covered with a veil that obscures our view. We can occasionally glimpse some metal structures, but it’s unclear.”

Daniel Thompson: “The tenth test, the invader barrier still exists. Super-heavy neutron propulsion missiles failed to break through.”

“Visual observation shows an increase in light variations.”

“Gravitational Wave Detector reports increased energy variations, still indeterminable. The leaked energy just disappeared!”

“Something’s wrong!” Suddenly, there was an uproar at the front.

In Nora Camp’s and Harrison Clark’s surveillance panels, they could clearly see that a few front-line lights suddenly went out.

Those were a few assault Battlecruisers that were at the front line, with their bows almost probing into the barrier.

Nobody exactly knew what happened, but these cruisers suddenly lost control, moving slowly forward on their own, eventually “colliding” with the invaders’ barrier, until they disintegrated into basic energy fog groups that were only marked on instruments and invisible to the naked eye.

Casualties had occurred, but the soldiers at the front were astonished, not panicked, and rapidly relayed the information back.

Frontline information operators were handling the detectors and reporting summarized information. Commanders found out that before these warships lost control, the crew inside had already lost all vital signs.

Harrison Clark was familiar with this scene.

Many times, he himself died this puzzling death.

This was only the beginning. In the following time span, the front row lights representing combat units went out one after another, like dominoes falling.

Stronger action must be taken.

Nora Camp’s temples were sweating.

The carefully prepared ambush appeared as a feeble middle-finger salute before the invader’s barrier.

The soldiers at the forefront died so mysteriously.

So should they scatter in a changed formation now, or launch an all-out desperate assault?

Let alone Nora Camp, even the corps commander of the First Area Army Corps, Mr. Green, was also caught in this thinking quagmire.

Spread out.

Then the ambush would be meaningless.

Charge.

However, the Wall of Sighs built by the Invader Barrier would not be circumvented.

Next to Nora Camp, Harrison Clark said, “Let people retreat properly, pulling the distance from the enemy ship to over one hundred thousand kilometers. Turn on the Compound Energy Field Shield and the metal shielding shield to see if there’s any improvement.”

Nora Camp, who was completely clueless and out of ideas, unconsciously issued the command.

After ten seconds, all combat units had completed the instructions.

However, the bizarre cases of combat personnel dying did not noticeably improve, only slowed down very slightly.

All higher-ups including Nora Camp, Mr. Green, and other rear command unit leaders who were observing the frontline through the quantum network had only one emotion in their hearts.

Despair.

With the shielding barrier and this strange killing weapon, humanity had no chance of winning and felt utterly clueless and confused about everything.

This war was impossibly unfair.

The front-line soldiers continued to retreat in an orderly and slow manner.

People were dying every second, and within just a few seconds, the First Area Army Corps had suffered losses in the millions.

But no one fell into a mental breakdown, everyone was strictly following the orderly retreat command.

The “encircling net” did not collapse but only kept expanding.Nora Camp turned her head to look at Harrison Clark, “Why are you still here? Aren’t you going to the frontline?”

She hoped Harrison Clark, the strongest individual soldier, would go to the forefront.

Others died without knowing why, but with Harrison Clark’s current gene awakening level, perhaps he wouldn’t die, and could gather some intelligence.

But Nora Camp wasn’t sure about this.

Her emotions told her not to let Harrison Clark go to the front line at this time, but her reason told her that even if this man was the father of her child, she should let him go to the forefront.

He is the only one with a glimmer of hope.

Harrison Clark shook his head, “I’m your safety officer, and I have my own considerations. Let’s wait a bit longer.”

Nora Camp turned her face away in pain, feeling a slight anger in her heart, but also a faint comfort.

Thank goodness he refused me.

Just at this moment, the commander of the Long River Fleet, who had equipped a gravitational wave detector, suddenly decided to launch an onslaught.

“We’ll go first! We have to blast open this barrier! Other fleets stand by, we’ll go up first and see what’s going on! You make strategies according to our intelligence!”

The Long River Fleet commander had made a decision.

We can’t continue to die without knowing why, even if we die on the barrier, it’s worth it!

His plan is not a pointless sacrifice.

As long as the speed is fast enough and the energy shield is fully opened, maybe there’s a chance to hit the barrier before the whole crew is killed.

In that case, the more than eight hundred various warships and over a hundred thousand combat units of the Long River Fleet may be able to risk their lives and probe more useful information for the following fleets.

Even just some fireworks would be better than nothing.

The more spectacular the fireworks, the more likely they are to reveal atomic spectra that expose information.

The front line dispersed, giving the Long River Fleet a lane to sprint.

The Commander’s roar echoed in the ears of all the commanding members on the front line.

“Charge! Long river in the sky!”

The rest of the fleet’s commanders and soldiers echoed in unison, “Starlight eternal!”

Long river in the sky, starlight eternal.

This is the military slogan of Long River Fleet, only sounding during the final desperate charge, symbolizing that this fleet is about to become history.

Five seconds later, the blood-curdling roar suddenly resounded in the Long River flagship that had reached the very front.

Everyone could tell from that hoarse voice that the owner of the voice was in great pain.

His vocal cords seemed to be torn.

“The invader’s barrier is dispersing! Our distance perception is being stretched! The speed of light is rapidly restoring! We can attack! Charge!”

The holographic image of the Long River Fleet Captain, Dillon, appeared in the projective glasses of the commander lineup.

He was the only one standing in the command cabin of the flagship.

His body was soaked in blood, his eyeballs exploded, and his skin was ripped apart inch by inch.

But he still raised one hand high, and with the other hand, he desperately pushing the manual control power valve forward.

Only Harrison Clark could understand the kind of pain he was enduring at this moment.

It was a bone-piercing pain that could instantly devour all of a person’s sanity, leaving a person unable to move.

“Gentlemen! Humanity will not perish!”

But Dillon moved.

He unleashed his last strength, shouting and jumping forward.

His body exploded.

The fractured remains held the manual control power valve switch in place, which should have automatically bounced back to its position.

He sacrificed himself.

The speed of the majority of the Long River Fleet’s warships suddenly slowed down, but nearly a hundred warships still maintained a full-speed charge, pushing forward.

There was no time to hesitate, his sacrifice should not be wasted.

In the combat command channel, Mr. Green shouted, “Attack! Uranus First Zone Corps, attack! All members charge!”

No one still understood the invader’s method of attack.

Everyone knew that approaching the enemy ship meant death.

But every warship and every independent combat unit, against the space being constantly pulled backward, lunged forward like a meteor shower.

Nora Camp also issued the command to go full speed ahead.

Harrison Clark watched this scene with a blank expression on his face.

He was still waiting, observing.

Massive information was being transmitted back from the front line.

As they approached the enemy ship, all automated equipment would fail, and all operations would have to return to completely manual control.

The enemy had mastered an attack method that could break through information defense and destroy automated chips from their fundamental structure.

As Harrison kept scanning the information coming back from the front line, he kept checking his watch.

In front, the spherical battleship that had originally been motionless seemed to sway slightly.

“It’s moving! It’s accelerating rapidly and approaching!”

It was the voice of Needham Brown, that big dork.

He had charged to the front of the formation.

Maybe Daniel Thompson, Marthus, and others had already sacrificed near Needham Brown.

Who knows?

Harrison took a deep breath, it was almost time, he couldn’t stay here any longer.

He turned and walked out, ready to leave the cabin.

He firmly believed that humanity was undoubtedly doomed.

But when the time came, he still wanted to die on the charging front.

In the front line, led by Needham, the Morrowind warriors of the patrol sequence, were second only to the Long River Fleet.

They were also getting closer..