Falling silently through space is an exciting thing. You don't hear a sound, and there's no wind blowing your face to make you realize you're rushing toward something, but you watch as the ground rolls in front of you. My eyes quickly zoomed in, it changed from a circular arc to a gentle arc, and then quickly turned into a two-dimensional plane close at hand, and after a shorter time, the three-dimensional details on it were revealed, as if a mountain protruded, pressing down on it head-on. Come on, the lack of physical senses and 100% visual impact are mixed together, giving people a wonderful illusion: the body tells you that you are safe, and the eyes tell you that you are about to land with your face...
I looked at the alloy land that was rapidly approaching in front of me, and I could barely see that it was an extremely wide metal ring at high altitude, but at this distance, it was no different from the surface of an ordinary planet, with a deep-colored alloy armor There is a wide and deep crack like a valley on the top, and the crimson light in the crack surges up in waves like magma surging from the ground. It is the alienated psionic energy that is providing energy for the Gospel system. The radius is thousands of kilometers. The giant alloy ring is full of great power. It provides peripheral "broadcasting" for the Gospel and Apocalypse systems, and is also the end-guiding component of the Genesis system. I originally planned to bypass this solid obstacle and directly hit the core of King's Lander. But suddenly changed his mind: perhaps destroying its outer ring would cause enough energy to rampage and render the King's Lander incapacitated. My idea is simple: if possible, keep the core of these super battleships, because they are very useful to the empire. It is said that the main body of the Revelation and Gospel systems are all inside that core, only Genesis is divided into three parts and installed on the three rings of King's Lander. We have not yet mastered the key technologies of the Gospels and Revelation. As for Genesis—Anyway, Tavel already had a lot of information on hand, and she was about to figure it out, so it didn't hurt to destroy it.
My goal is to destroy the outer rings of these King's Lander warships. Without weapons and terminal circuits, Genesis will no longer be a threat, and the effects of the remaining two systems will be greatly reduced. The lossless core was dragged back for Tavel to play with - of course this is an ideal situation.
I landed heavily on the outer ring belt... Well, you can say it was dropped, after all, I made a slight mistake when I landed: I didn't expect that King's Lander himself has universal gravitation, and he also ignored such a huge volume and density The huge thing is actually about the same mass as the moon. After crossing the gravitational isolation dividing line of the latter, I felt that I was suddenly pulled down by a big hand, and at the moment I was still speeding up stupidly... Everyone knows me He is a person with a slow reaction, usually only when talking to Sylvia can he have a sense of superiority with quick thinking (Bella Villa also jumped out every now and then to hit me).
So I didn't remember to slow down until it was dark...
"Um, Chen, are you okay?" Bingtis, who was preparing to fight on the high orbit, sent a message, "I just saw that you landed upside down—did you learn from Lin?"
"... just pretend you didn't see it." I replied in a muffled voice, looking down at the familiar indentation under my feet, thinking that I might have gained some flesh recently—my cheeks have gained a little fat.
There was a slight vibration under my feet, and I turned my head to see that the metal ground hundreds of meters behind me was opening, and a large number of sentry guns and warning drones emerged from hidden launch ports, and then I was confused by these things One face: The overwhelming psionic beams and physical bullets almost covered my shield. But I don't have time to entangle with these defensive devices. It seems that the alert sensitivity of the King's Lander is higher than expected: a thing with a radius of thousands of kilometers actually noticed a dust-sized foreign object on its body within two seconds. , and judged that this is an intruder, this early warning system really deserves to be made by Xiling.
I supported the shield and shifted quickly, moving closer to the energy rift I saw when I fell before. The vibration under my feet became more and more intense. The alloy earth rioted like a volcano awakened from a deep sleep. In the hidden ejection channel, a large number of security drones began to try to stop the intruders with numbers. The King's Lander has no conventional shields, and the armor is also very fragile. Before the Gospel was launched, it was a target that could be easily bullied-this is what Sandora told me before, but she didn't say that there are so many on this thing sentinel. But in fact, I should have thought of it a long time ago: with the unlimited style of Xiling military technicians, they would put some bombs in every corner, not to mention that the outer ring of the King's Lander is so big, they would not stuff hundreds of thousands of troops here. Sorry about my reputation.
So for the sake of Xiling's reputation as a military engineer, when I finally found an energy entry point that was easier to break through, I was already followed by a large group of security drones and war puppets like a dark cloud cover, and Bingtis was still there. There was a sarcastic comment on the channel: "You're making a lot of noise, I can't see you anymore. Hurry up, I saw the frigates passing by around me... Hey, let's start fighting nonsense, Qianqian help slow them down—Sun Thief! Eat my old lady, it's a holy storm!!"
I saw a large area of light burst out suddenly in the dark space above, and the golden curtain of holy light hung down like an aurora. What does the energy network of the belt look like. This is more labor-intensive than destroying Occam's King's Lander battleship back then, because last time we just killed the target directly, and this time I plan to catch the "live" ones, I have to figure out what the energy system inside this huge object is. How many veins should be divided to ensure that after destroying its outer ring belt, it will not trigger a devastating chain reaction. Cutting a human stick is a technical job. Cutting a hula hoop with a radius of thousands of kilometers seems not easy. I finally managed the energy flow of the outer ring with the firepower of at least one reinforced brigade (fortunately, they are all light firepower). Inject your own strength into it.
A trace of black was mixed into the dark red crystallized energy pipe in front of him, which was the effect of void erosion, and then this little bit of black expanded rapidly. I felt that everything around me began to vibrate violently. I couldn’t hear the sound in space, but I could see that something had exploded continuously in the distance. The overwhelming security forces around me finally stopped their indiscriminate bombing. Their superior units should I was also involved in these explosions, or the power of the void was eroding their command system. In short, these self-discipline troops fell into a momentary downtime. After leaving face marks on six war puppets and two sentry guns, I escaped from the encirclement. At high altitude, I looked at the results of my work with satisfaction:
On the dark alloy land, along those red energy veins, continuous explosions are rapidly spreading. Those energy grooves as wide as canyons are like deep knife marks, and the entire ring is falling apart along these grooves. The void first overloaded all the systems of the ring to destroy its emergency mechanism, and then began to destroy its material entity. In less than a minute, the giant alloy ring with a radius of thousands of kilometers was beyond recognition, and the broken pieces fell towards the The core of King's Lander, some of these burning fragments hit the two inner rings that were still rotating at a constant speed, causing a secondary impact of moderate size. If you observe carefully, you can see that the two inner rings of the King's Lander have also begun to explode, but the scale is obviously smaller than the outer ring: this is the result of adjusting the power.
Finally, after a violent impact across the earth, the outer ring belt completely disintegrated, and several parts that became broken exploded in all directions, and the torrential rain of fine fragments also fell to the core at the same time, arousing a faint flash of light on the surface of the latter , I looked a little worried: don't smash the core, it's hard to keep it...
"Withdraw! Go to the next one!"
Before I could finish sighing, I heard the voice of Bingtis from the spiritual link, and then I was grabbed by my arm and jumped over another King's Lander battleship. The previous one has been completely disarmed, and the escort formation around it has no value in continuing to fight after losing the core of the fleet.
"It's been dragging on for too long," came a shallow, cold and emotionless voice in my mind, "there are more and more miscellaneous soldiers."
I looked at Qianqian, she stared at the group of frigates in the distance who had reacted and formed a regional joint shield to protect the flagship with a frosty face. The residue, or simply dissipated into flying ash out of thin air, noticed my sight, and Qianqian said four words: "Do it, speed."
I thought to myself that this girl would lock herself in the house again after going back, and then forcibly broke through the defense of the King's Lander battle group before the regional joint shield was completed, and did the same to lift the second super battleship. combat ability.
When I destroyed the third spaceship, I already felt obvious pressure: the enemy army was fully on alert, and the regional combined shields they created were layered on top of the king's lander, which forced me to use more power to Consuming these huge energies, it is obvious that I still can't possess the inexhaustible power like the Father God: my void form is almost unsustainable.
The enemy's King's Lander battleship has also strengthened the power of the Gospel, and I found one thing: Although the power of the void can penetrate the Gospel in nature, it still needs to consume a lot of physical strength, and the situation Sandora said can also be used in In me: the Gospel is an indestructible shield, but the hand holding the shield will always get tired. My void power may be an indestructible spear, but when the hand holding the spear also suffers from cramp, God the Father said to me this way: "When you become Before you are a full-fledged void creature, mortal mental weaknesses such as 'tiredness', 'sluggishness', and 'sluggishness' are always your weaknesses." When the teachings of these two people sounded in my heart, I knew I must call it a day, because according to experience, when a hero is about to die, he will recall the voices and smiles of his lover and friends, and then there will be various images of heroes. Now Sandora and Xingchen have appeared in my mind. Cutscene, I have to get as many as possible before Huang Jiguang and Qiu Shaoyun jump out, and then withdraw immediately...
"Are you okay?" After returning to space, Bingtis may have noticed that something was wrong with me, and the female hooligan also cared about others, "The nose on your head is gone again."
Me: "... the physical exertion is a bit high, so I can't take care of that. Anyway, I'm almost at my limit."
"This end is similar." Bingtis said, looking around quickly, this is the sky above the third King's Lander, and we are surrounded by broken space debris and energy vortexes that have "dead" and are slowly dissipating. Apparently, Bingtis and Qianqian had just experienced a fierce battle, and the battle was so fierce that the two could no longer rely on their own strength to carry it on. Some of the space wreckage bears the mark of the Imperial Army, and it should be the guards in Qianqian's portable space. , the energy vortex is obviously the remains left by the soldiers brought by Bingtis: the basic unit of the god race's combat is various materialized elemental creatures (in the lower world, these elemental creatures are also worshiped as natural gods), but the ice Tice's "personal style" is relatively strong. She rarely pulls out her spirit body army. This female hooligan prefers to fight with bricks and longbows by herself, but now she doesn't care about that too much.
"My concubine suffered a small injury, so you can figure out how to deal with as much as you can." Bingtis' words made me realize the seriousness of the problem: This strong female hooligan will never admit that she was injured, so she The minor injury mentioned now is definitely not an ordinary problem!
I didn't see any signs of injury on Bingtis, but the body of the Protoss seems to be beyond common sense, and Bingtis' complexion is indeed very bad, almost completely bloodless... well, her face has always been like this, I feel a little difficult Concentrate, so we must get more giant ships as soon as possible, and then retreat immediately before Harlan completely seals off this space.
When another King's Lander slowly collapsed in front of us, I received a communication from the Admiral of the Empire: "Ah Jun, how is the situation on your side now?"
"It's more difficult than expected." We are hidden in a pile of twisted and scorching metal wreckage, and Qianqian temporarily shields everyone from the enemy's locking system with a chaotic time barrier. It will be safe here for a while, "The frigate The team reacted quickly and had strong combat effectiveness. The AI frigates and combat soldiers in Qianqian's portable space have been wiped out. Bingtis' last wave of god guards is now... "
My eyes looked into the distance, hundreds of huge and radiant giants of holy light were fighting hard in front of the black warships flooding in like a tide. These god guards had no faces, just like the cloud giants rising from the ocean in Norse mythology, They are soulless warriors created by Bingtis with his extra strength. They are brave and powerful, and they fight to the death. However, the enemies they face are no less than gods. The holy light giant finally collapsed into an interstellar streamer, leaving only small energy vortexes in place.
"Okay, the last wave of God's Guards has also been suppressed, and we have dealt with a total of four King's Landers battle groups, but Harlan has built an almost indestructible barrier, and he is closing the encirclement, I'm afraid we have to retreat. "
"Withdraw," Sandora's voice was decisive, "The result of the battle has been beyond expectations—I didn't expect you to kill the entire King's Lander formation. You have caused enough chaos, now withdraw."
I'm a little reconciled, but it seems that this is the only way to go. It is Father God and Sheila who can kill dozens of King's Landers empty-handed. I can't compare with those two monster-level seniors. In fact, it is a miracle that the three of us killed four battle groups. , so I stretched out my hand to embrace the slightly exhausted Qianqian into my arms, and patted Bingtis on the shoulder: "Retreat, let them continue to mess up."
"No problem, but there is a small situation. I'm afraid you have to take two people at a time." Bingtis grabbed my arm and pretended to be a hitchhiker, "I am now a wounded person."
... In short, we finally withdrew the Admiral of the Empire without any risk. Bingtis and Qianqian exhausted a lot of physical strength and basically declared out of combat effectiveness. Well, I think my situation is a little better, and the void creatures recover super fast, but Sandora probably won't let me go out to be a super soldier again.
However, we have achieved the desired results: Harlan's ace is in chaos, and the four King's Landers have lost their combat effectiveness. This is already a huge blow to the entire formation. The enemy commander is not sure if the attack is really over. , so they will focus on strengthening their defenses in the next battle: this will inevitably affect the pace of Genesis's attack, so that the joint shield of the imperial army will have sufficient room for recharging, and the battle situation is moving towards the enemy. Favorable direction tilt.
"Those Hessian tribes played an unexpected role," Sandora was relieved to see that all three of us had returned safely, and then quickly returned to the current battle situation, representing the Hessian tribe on the tactical map showing the entire theater The gray area is a jaw-droppingly large area—almost covering the periphery, an area equivalent to more than ten times the size of the Imperial Army and the Fallen Apostles combined, and now these gray areas are still shrinking, covering the area at an even speed. Harlan's position: This means that they have been charging at full speed since the start of the war, without even slowing down at all. It feels like a scalp-numbing gray tide is engulfing this star area , Harlan has now put half of his forces on dealing with those crazy natives. From the view of the battle zone, it can be seen that the Hessian fleet closest to the inner layer of the battlefield is constantly disappearing as if being erased by an eraser. However, on the whole, those crazy and fearless fleets are still approaching at a speed of one thread per minute—converted to tens of thousands of kilometers per minute on the battlefield. Their weapons may be primitive, but now these primitive weapons are like splashed ink Even if each Hessian battleship can only survive for one second after reaching the range, they will fire all their cannons in this second. In the face of this crazy attack method, Even the commanders of the Fallen Apostles will appear to be in a hurry: half of their army and all the battle groups of the King's Landers have been messed up by the Imperial Army and our "Do Not Kill Assault Trio", while the other half of the army has been caught up in this way. The crazy quagmire of the Hessians, struggling.
What's more terrible, they are indeed constantly being killed by mortals: Although the battle loss ratio is very different, the fallen apostles were indeed injured by the Hessians. For the proud ones among the fallen apostles, this impact may be even greater.
It was a quagmire indeed: the Hessians are like an endless swamp, and they will do whatever it takes to bury you until it is completely cleared away, though slowly.
"I think there must be something wrong with this race," the sister said with a bad expression on her face. "The battle must be resolved quickly, and they cannot be sacrificed like this."
Sandora nodded, and after a moment of pondering, she connected the command link:
"Seventh Fleet, it's your turn to play."
(Hey mom, I suddenly realized that this might be a big war. At first I was thinking about two chapters to take down Harlan's army, but after thinking about it, the opposite party is also a big boss in the Fallen Emperor.) RS