Ch.253The Space☆Monster That Drives Daddy and Mommy Crazy (1)

# Chapter 253: The Space☆Monster That Drives Factions Crazy (1)

But at that moment, a space monster appeared.

And it was rushing toward the Aethernian front where the Fuxviet Federation forces had hastily amassed their numbers.

“Oh.”

“What do you mean ‘oh’? All fleets, emergency deployment!”

Naturally, the Fuxviet Federation forces gathered at the defense line were bewildered by the sudden appearance of space monsters.

For the leadership of the Supreme Military Committee in the rear, it was truly a shocking sight.

They hurriedly mobilized dispatched fleets.

At the same time, they tried to use the defense lines they had diligently constructed in advance to hold back the tsunami of space monsters, which were no different from natural disasters.

But as previously mentioned…

“Bring more shells!”

“We don’t have any more…”

“We need to pour more missiles and rockets! At this rate, those things will get too close!”

“We’re out of both, Commander.”

“…Then fire the machine guns!”

“Those ran out long ago, sir.”

“Damn it.”

They had mindlessly relocated too frequently.

Due to the sudden situation, the supply system for the Aethernian front defense lines had completely collapsed.

“Bring ammunition! Hurry!”

“We don’t have any for ourselves either.”

“Use beam weapons then!”

“One generator is being shared by five gun batteries, so when one fires, the other four can’t.”

“…”

With time already in short supply, only half of the defensive facilities had been constructed.

And with more than half of those being useless in the current situation…

The hastily built Federation defense line, despite its massive size, could only spew out inadequate anti-air fire like premature ejaculation.

Without intervention and support, it would clearly collapse.

Of course, that wouldn’t happen.

“The fleet has arrived!”

“Those slow bastards, coming only now!”

Fleets hurriedly departing from temporary stations hastily set up in space and satellite bases began to be urgently deployed to the front lines, overworking their engines.

Some ships had left in such a hurry that…

“Attack! Activate all laser batteries!”

“Hey, what’s that thing?”

“…A fashion accessory of our times?”

Some entered combat while still dangling the cranes that had served as mooring lines from the temporary docking facilities.

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Nevertheless, the battle on the Aethernian front continued in a considerably unfavorable state for the Fuxviet Federation.

-BOOM! BANG!

“Battleship Sovietsky sunk! About 700 space monsters are surging from sectors 3-5!”

“Contact the 331st Torpedo Boat Squadron and tell them to block them!”

“That squadron has already been annihilated!”

“What.”

They had started out with high spirits.

But without proper supplies, and with the fleet that had just arrived in the area objectively not in good condition…

The resulting catastrophe from this total mess involved some 30,000 ships.

A force comparable to three ISTO member nations mobilizing their entire fleets.

Being pushed back by mere space monsters was being broadcast in real-time across the universe.

Unlike the Zeltechs of the past, the Fuxviets didn’t “particularly” intend to broadcast this.

Due to the lack of proper civilian evacuation, a pirate broadcasting station that hadn’t managed to escape was, in a state of resignation, filming their situation.

They were transmitting the Fuxviet Federation forces’ battle against the space monsters to the Galactic Alliance’s servers in real-time.

And unlike the leadership, the frontline fleets fighting the monsters were unaware of this fact.

“Hold them back! We cannot be pushed back by mere monsters!”

“For the great Federation!”

“For Mother Fuxviet!!”

They were simply doing their best to kill the disgusting space monsters before them.

But for the Fuxviet fleet defending the Aethernian front, the truly serious problem was something else.

“Wait, why are there so many of them?”

“Our ship’s radar has completely failed.”

Even if they had received the best supplies and were in perfect condition, with defense lines thoroughly prepared…

All the Federation ships deployed to the Aethernian front.

That is, not just the fleet but including ‘civilian ships,’ they didn’t have enough force to face the space monsters that were coming in numbers more than twice their own.

“Retreat, retreat!”

“What the hell were those Aethernian bastards breeding at their home base?!”

All the previously mentioned problems.

Supply issues like fuel and ammunition shortages.

Improperly constructed defense lines and the sudden surprise attack by space monsters.

Due to all these factors, the 30,000-ship Fuxviet Federation fleet deployed to the Aethernian front…

In just one week, they lost as many as 10,000 ships and were forced to retreat.

A month later, along with the loss of the hastily constructed fortress defense line in the Aethernian direction.

The rear areas with patrol fleets and simple supply bases.

They would endure a time of suffering as they caused a catastrophe that swallowed even the central industrial zone responsible for the Federation’s fleet.

And in the midst of this catastrophe…

“Oh my, you’re all working so hard. We have no intention of fighting space monsters, so we’ll be retreating now~”

“You goddamn XXXXXXXXX”

The Prosnack fleet they had been so wary of, despite bringing 80,000 ships, simply returned to their homeland.

“You, you sons of bitches!!”

“I knew those bastards were behind this!”

“Curse you, Prosnack! Curse you, you damned space Nazis!!!”

“This is actually all Prosnack’s fault, you know.”

The Supreme Military Committee, wanting to deny the reality that had suddenly befallen them, continuously engaged in propaganda work blaming everything on Prosnack.

“So, what does that matter now?”

“It feels better than getting beaten without knowing why. Have a drink.”

“…”

Whether Prosnack was the cause of this incident or not had no meaning to the frontline soldiers and fleets.

“Forget that and give us a proper fleet now!!!!”

“Kukukuk… impossible.”

Fuxviet began efforts to respond to this insane situation by mobilizing even the fleets from the Prosnack front.

Of course, even in this situation, they never gave up on their characteristic “Red Flavor” propaganda.

But perhaps due to this chaotic situation.

The Fuxviet fleet and leadership failed to notice that more than one-third of the space monsters ferociously charging toward them… were attacking while severely wounded.

And this fact could have been… very valuable information that might have prevented the Fuxviet Federation’s territory from being so thoroughly violated as it was now.

If the Federation forces had selectively attacked the wounded monsters from the beginning, the number of monsters would have dramatically decreased.

If that had happened… the fatigue of the fleet and soldiers would have been significantly reduced, easing the burden on them and the supply system, leading to various beneficial situations.

Of course, given that space monsters naturally tended to be chaotic in their condition.

The Fuxviet Federation forces had no way of knowing whether these were wounded or if they just naturally looked that way.

Moreover, such large-scale combat against space monsters was, surprisingly, a very fatal approach for the Federation forces…

This was because the Fuxviet Federation’s fleet doctrine involved large-scale wave offensives using masses of cheap patrol ships.

Followed by capital ships to deliver a decisive blow to disrupt the front line.

“Th-those bastards are copying our tactics!”

“Well… technically, aren’t they the original?”

The problem was that, as some unnamed Federation soldier pointed out, this approach was created by the Federation fleet leadership using space monster combat tactics as a model.

The drawback of this approach was that the “cheap” units would be literally ground up.

In this respect, when the Fuxviet Federation employed the same fleet doctrine against space monsters that overwhelmingly outmatched them in “scale”…

As mentioned above, they suffered losses of over 10,000 ships and were forced to retreat, unable to maintain their defense lines.