Chapter 113 Station Siege (2).

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Chapter 113 of "Intergalactic conquest with an AI" unveils: Explosions rocked the docking bay, tearing through barricades and throwing debris in every direction. The... Continue the story!

Explosions rocked the docking bay, tearing through barricades and throwing debris in every direction. The force of the blasts sent several guards flying, their bodies slamming into walls with sickening thunder. Cargo crates shattered into splinters, and clouds of dust and smoke filled the room, choking the air and obscuring vision. The administrator gritted his teeth, shielding the engineer with his body as chunks of metal and debris rained down around them. "Damn it!" he hissed, coughing as the smoke burned his lungs. "They're tearing us apart!" The engineer peeked out from behind the administrator, his face pale as he surveyed the carnage. Several defenders lay motionless, their bodies twisted and broken, while others struggled to crawl back behind cover. The pirates were advancing again, their laughter and jeers echoing through the ruined bay. Find your next adventure on empire "Gramps, what do we do?! " the engineer asked, panic seeping into his voice. The administrator clenched his fists, his old body trembling from the exertion. But his eyes burned with determination as he turned to his grandson. "We don't back down. Not now." He grabbed the younger man by the shoulder, locking eyes with him. " Get ready. We're going to make these bastards regret ever stepping foot on this station." The engineer nodded shakily, gripping his rifle tighter. "R-Right..." The administrator raised his rifle once more, glaring at the approaching pirates. "For the station! For our people!" "For our people!" the remaining guards echoed, rallying behind him as they readied themselves for another wave. The pirates roared as they charged through the smoke, but the defenders opened fire once more, their laser blasts lighting up the darkness. The battle raged on, the station's fate hanging by a thread. The battle in the cargo bay was reaching its grim climax. The defenders were barely holding on, their numbers dwindling with every passing minute. Smoke filled the air, choking the lungs of those who still fought. The walls were scorched, riddled with holes from laser fire and missile blasts. The sound of screams, the sharp crack of gunfire, and the cruel laughter of the pirates created a nightmarish melody. The station's guards were spread thin, their once-solid defensive lines now little more than scattered pockets of resistance. Most of the civilians who had joined the fight were either dead or incapacitated, their makeshift weapons no match for the pirates overwhelming firepower. And still, the pirates poured in, their numbers seeming endless. "Fall back! Regroup at the secondary barricade!" the administrator yelled, his voice hoarse as he fired another shot at a charging pirate. His old armor was dented, his movements slower than they had been at the start of the fight. Around him, the guards fought valiantly, but their exhaustion was evident. They were battered and bloodied, their ranks thinning with every passing second. The missiles had scattered them across the bay, leaving gaping holes in their defenses. The pirates seized the opportunity, pushing further into the station. And then the Aegis units entered the bay. The first unit stepped into the smoke-filled room, its white and gold armor gleaming even in the dim light. Its glowing optics locked onto the pirates, and a booming, synthetic voice echoed through the room: ["Hostile forces detected. Commencing elimination protocol."] The pirates hesitated for a fraction of a second. Then, the Aegis units opened fire. Blinding streams of plasma erupted from their weapons, cutting through the pirates like a scythe through wheat. The energy blasts burned through armor and flesh alike, leaving no chance for regeneration or survival. One pirate, bold or foolish, charged toward an Aegis unit with a makeshift rocket launcher. The machine turned its torso, raised its plasma rifle, and fired a single shot that obliterated the pirate and the rocket launcher in an instant. The pirates panic was immediate and overwhelming. "Fall back! Fall back!" one of the pirate leaders screamed, scrambling for cover as more Aegis units poured into the bay, their weapons blazing. The administrator watched in awe as the machines systematically dismantled the pirate forces. "By the stars, " he muttered, his grip on his rifle loosening. "Gramps!" the engineer exclaimed, his face lighting up with hope. "We're saved!" The administrator nodded, a faint smile crossing his tired face. "It looks like reinforcements have arrived after all." The Aegis units continued their relentless advance, pushing the pirates back with devastating firepower. For the defenders, it was a miracle. For the pirates, it was a nightmare. And above it all, the massive white and gold ship hovered silently, watching as the tide of battle turned. It became painfully clear within minutes that the pirates were no match for the might of the Aegis units. Their mismatched weapons and improvised tactics were laughable against the heavy energy shields and devastating firepower of Legion 201. What had once been a chaotic battlefield was now a systematic, one-sided purge. The unit that arrived was no ordinary squad of Aegis units. Thanks to Rex's vision and Cleo's precision engineering, the 201st had undergone a complete overhaul, evolving into something far more formidable. Now known as Legion 201, the force consisted of 200 upgraded units, split into two specialized groups. The first 100 were heavily modified for close-quarters combat. Equipped with reinforced energy shields capable of withstanding sustained missile fire, these units carried two-handed energy swords mounted on their backs, glowing faintly with a pulsing blue light. These new weapons turned them into deadly close-range combatants, cutting down enemies with surgical precision. While adept at both melee and ranged combat, the power consumption of these upgraded units was immense, limiting their deployment duration. The other 100 remained as standard Aegis units, versatile and efficient. Their role was to provide suppressive fire and logistical support, balancing the Legion's firepower with sustained endurance. Together, these units formed a cohesive and unstoppable force, a testament to the 201st's evolution under Rex's leadership. The pirates didn't stand a chance. Inside the station, the remaining defenders watched in stunned silence as the 201st systematically dismantled the pirate forces. The upgraded units moved like a well-oiled machine, their heavy shields absorbing incoming fire while their energy swords carved through pirate barricades and armor like butter. The standard units provided covering fire, their plasma cannons cutting down any pirate foolish enough to resist. The pirates' screams filled the air as their ranks were decimated. Within minutes, the cargo bay was cleared, and the once-dominant marauders were reduced to fleeing survivors, running for their lives through the station's ruined corridors. The defenders, exhausted and battered, could only watch in awe as their saviors turned the tide of the battle with precision and ruthlessness.

Chapter 113 Station Siege (2).

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