Fall of Red Star

Deep in the void, the outline of the pitch-black battleship gradually became clearer. The huge hull blocked the stars. Purple energy lines flowed on the pitch-black armor, full of the aura of plunder and killing. Red Star No. 7, The remaining star on the edge of humanity. The most brutal planetary war in a century is about to begin. The sirens roared wildly, penetrating the thick alloy walls and resounding in every corner of the fortress. All eighteen defenders were in place. The old electromagnetic defense cannon automatically recharged, and the muzzle was slowly raised, aiming at the deep black space. The gun barrels were mottled and rusty, and the energy core was old and flickering. Everyone knew clearly that this antique defense system from ten years ago could not stop Zeka's main fleet at all. "Contact the federal headquarters! Urgent help!"