This White Temple team consists of 8 motorcycles and 1 javelin speed attack boat. The javelin speed attack boat is already considered "old" equipment for the White Temple, and what they really want to test is the motorcycle under their crotch.
The eight motorcycles look like a small imperial warship, but their heads are sharper, with the sign of the battle group inscribed, with a double-drilling gun on each side, a plasma cannon underneath, and two obliquely downward tail wings on the back of the vehicle body. A flag flutters in the wind, and their wheels are replaced by the spout at the tail - yes, they are all anti-gravity motorcycles.
This motorcycle is temporarily named as the hunting anti-gravity motorcycle. It seems to be the resurrection of the anti-gravity motorcycle that has disappeared in the empire, but it is actually completely different, because the anti-gravity chassis of this motorcycle actually comes from the Spirit race, and is not even "molded" by Ulanhuda but is directly produced from the Val forge of the Yemlock Ark. In other words, this motorcycle is actually a combination of human and spiritual technologies. In addition to the anti-gravity chassis, the other equipment and components are completely made of human technology. Soshiyan proposed this idea for a while, and it was not long after his Great Vortex Expedition that Ulanhuda had a basic plan.
Of course, what is claimed to be that Ulan Huda found a STC for anti-gravity motorcycles. Anyway, there is an example of a javelin speed attack boat here, which is easier to explain, and the chassis is an inconspicuous part. As long as no professionals carefully disassemble it and check it, it is difficult to find out what is strange.
The only problem is the adaptability of equipment from two different sources, so it took more than two years to struggle, and it was not until before this war that the first batch of test items were found.
But looking at the parameters of this motorcycle, compared with the anti-gravity motorcycle of the Spirit race, Soshiyang seems to have been completely degraded, and the speed and handling have decreased to a considerable extent. The spiritual bones are better, but no matter how bad it is, they are better than wheels.
And all the used warriors have an unusually high evaluation of it.
It is also thanks to the powerful maneuverability of the anti-gravity motorcycle that the Sixth Company team was able to hunt so many aliens in such a short period of time. You must know that the mechanical training of the Tens of Tens of Thousand Cavalry Steel Walker may not have achieved this record in a week.
"Destroy them! Kill the aliens!"
With a shout, Federico held up the blade, and he felt that his shape must be very similar to the famous Samuel at this moment. He had seen this Crow Wing instructor during the Great Vortex Expedition, and at that time he was also envious of the other party's gorgeous anti-gravity motorcycle.
Unexpectedly, it took only how long he actually started.
Faced with the threat coming quickly, the Jackal Squad had no time to escape. An all-terrain car turned the front of the car and tried to intercept it. The entire front of its car was occupied by a barbed metal roller decorated with a hideous jagged pattern.
Federico then aimed at the front of the all-terrain vehicle with a twin explosive gun mounted on the front cover. Sparks splashed on the randomly pieced-in armor plate, but its wheel engine continued to operate without any impact.
At this time, another all-terrain vehicle also started, trying to go around the side and threaten the interstellar warriors' wing with firepower.
However, the javelin speed attack boat had long been eyeing it. With the whistling of rockets, four hunter missiles flew towards the all-terrain vehicle, and at the moment the opponent was backing wildly, it exploded into a huge fireball.
Seeing this scene, a figure emerged from the dome hatch of the ATV. The gene stealer was shirtless, with his muscles knotted under the bandages that were tangled all over his body. He held the joystick of the heavy logger buckled on the stent and twisted it towards Federico.
Roaring something, it opened fire.
But the Space Marines intersected each other, and the speed and maneuverability of the anti-gravity motorcycle made him feel like a fish in water. Federico's driving talent was hard-won. His genes did not help in this regard. This talent came from decades of practice and endless repetition, and was further enhanced by the transformation and strengthening of the brain's pure thinking ability, and the shortening of the response time of bionic surgery.
So the heavy logging gun could only bite the exhaust of the anti-gravity motorcycle, which made the operator angry about it. He slammed the top of the car's armor with his fists, and roared continuously with a muddy guttural voice.
"Destroy the alien!"
Federico let out a refreshing roar, and the proud star horse under his crotch immediately responded with enthusiastic roar and further increased thrust. The moment he passed over the enemy's head, the Space Marine turned around in the saddle and waved the sharp blade.
In the spasm of death, the headless corpse held the firing trigger tightly until the barrel overheated and exploded, the cap flew out from above the truck, bullets crackling like firecrackers, and the driver tried to control the car, but when the plasma was shot at it from Federico's motorcycle, it was too late.
The explosion of super high energy destroyed the interior of the all-terrain vehicle, and all the passengers in the vehicle were instantly roasted. In comparison, its final destruction seemed particularly dull.
The team whistled past and left the steel wreck behind
"Retreat! Retreat!"
The Jackals were unprepared for this sudden attack. They immediately wanted to escape in scatters, but the howling anti-gravity motorcycle even cut a part of them directly - some soldiers installed sharp blades under their fronts privately, trying to decapitate the enemy in the air.
Federico was too lazy to draw his sword. While galloping, he stretched out an arm, grabbed an alien neck, threw the opponent into the air, and then galloped upwards and punched it in two pieces.
"Yaya, let go!"
The hunter urged his sister, and Yaya nodded. The killing scene made her frightened, so she increased her accelerator.
But as soon as she ran out, she found that her sister had not followed her, so she turned around.
The opponent stopped, raised his sniper rifle, and tried to aim at the opponents who were running around in the sky.
Then, she fired, and then fired two more eagerly, obviously not hitting it. Just as she was preparing for the fourth shot, a sharp blade penetrated her abdomen, lifting her whole body into the air, blood sprayed out of her mouth and nose, and the sniper rifle also fell to the ground.
"The brave alien hybrid, but unfortunately it is still an alien hybrid!"
Federico shouted behind the helmet, waving the sharp blade in his hand, and the hunter held the sword tightly, as if trying to stop it from crushing its internal organs.
Finally, after pulling off the dust mask, she spat on the Space Marine helmet with force, and her head drooped.
"Damn it!"
Chapter completed!