As the structures emerged in large quantities, three Annihilist gunboats also appeared in the distance, standing above the battlefield, like the god of death.
Even in the melee, almost everyone could hear the sound of gear rotation and the terrifying friction of the dual-unit Tesla Destroyer energy storage. The entire battlefield seemed to have fallen into a brief silence. Then, like thunder in the dark night, green trails circling and twisting in the air, and then smashed to the ground.
The subsequent explosion enveloped the entire battlefield in flames. Before being pushed down, Ur screamed because of the stinging of his skin. He felt the burning heat of the impact instantly burned his skin. Then, as soon as he landed on the ground, he was thrown by a shock wave to more than twenty meters away.
He landed in a crater filled with cold smelly water. The impact almost made him lose consciousness. He saw more fireballs blooming in a trance, but if you look closely, you will find that they were all a "candle" in a personal form. The lightning arc emitted by the Annihilist gunboat instantly wiped out hundreds of soldiers, including his company commander, and all turned into smoldering wreckage.
Ur was lucky. Someone shared some fatal energy for him, but even so he suffered fatal injuries. When he tried to breathe with his injured lungs, he could only make unstoppable dry retching.
Suddenly, something fell into the crater and hit him hard.
As the pool was muddy with soil and flesh, he found himself staring at a burnt face, the ark of the space undead began to move in the green arc, anger and sadness surged into his heart, and he tried to scream, but the bitter smelly water immediately poured into his lungs, and his strength gradually disappeared.
"Mother..."
He gradually curled up, as if he had returned to his mother's amniotic fluid.
boom--
A loud bang made him twitch suddenly, and Ur opened his eyes and saw an Annihilist gunboat tilted to the side. When it tried to turn, a red heat-flow beam penetrated its shell and the driver inside, followed by a shocking explosion.
"What..."
On the dark dome, a screaming giant fell from the sky, and the red trails of the huge jet pack spewed out like bloody wings. The front of the Terminator's helmet was carved into pale skulls, and the silver-gray armor was covered with dark blue lightning patterns.
The governor turned around and tried to attack the visitor, but the whistling power halberd had penetrated its body and nailed it to the ground.
"Although you are so sad that you can't scream, we are still here for you!"
As soon as Li Lin, wearing Kentka, landed on the ground, grabbed the tail of the halberd, and then swept the fiercely, hitting the governor strung on it as a "war hammer" to the immortals around him. This power weapon, which is like a snake teeth, was awarded by Soshiyang after Li Lin made many achievements in the cathedral. Although it was a work of the Mechanical Society, its fineness and power were first-class, called Youye Li Teeth.
Following him, more than 20 soldiers from the 11th Company were also landing. They held hot melt and plasma and fired towards the array of space undead. Following them were the battle robots and mechanical cultivators who were flocking in. Most of them were equipped with hot melt and plasma, which were more effective against space undead, and the impact force formed quickly destroyed the queue of space undead.
The groggy Ur realized that the enemy had paid the price, tilted his head and fainted. At the last moment, he seemed to vaguely hear someone shouting...
“There’s still a breath here…”
"What do you think?"
In the rhino command vehicle that was speeding at high speed, Casati stared at Talos. The highest commander of the Amara local defense command was still busy dealing with the messages gathered from all directions even in the car.
"This battle is difficult to fight. The exchange rate between the enemy and us is very ugly. Are you sure to hold on until the naval battle will be decided?"
Talos raised his head slightly and said to himself:
"Three hours have passed, and he said at the time that he would have to hold on for at least twenty-four hours..."
Then he turned his head.
"The more intense the ground resistance, the more it can restrain the forces of the space undead from the ship. They have fewer ships and cannot bring many soldiers. The fewer soldiers on the ship, the greater the probability of the successful jumping gang battle of Soshiyang's organization... So just hold it back."
"It's not that easy. Now you can't even control air supremacy. How many left is the Air Force?"
Talos picked up a data board and glanced.
"There are about 1,900 fighter jets of various types."
"So I lost almost half of the fighter jets in just three hours?"
"It's mainly because of wave resistance that the air force has added fuel to it."
"Huh? You said...Talos, have you not commanded the large corps to fight?"
Taros glanced at him.
"What's wrong? Is there anything to give me about the strategy masters of the Eighth Legion?"
"I just noticed that you divided the troops so scattered. Although this can avoid the losses caused by the enemy's bombing, the number of ships in space undead seems to be difficult to bomb the entire planet. Isn't this the result that many troops cannot enter the battle as soon as possible? Is it still time to mobilize subsequently?"
"If the troops are too concentrated and the space undead will realize it is not easy to fight. What do you think they will do?"
Facing Talos's rebellious question, Casati was stunned at first, and then reacted.
"Are you worried...they use extinction weapons?"
"Do you think they don't?"
"Then how can you be sure that as long as the resistance you encounter is not strong, they will not use extinction weapons?"
"What else can it be? Of course it's arrogance."
"So what are your plans next?"
“Increase the intensity.”
As he said that, Talos turned on the miniature imager.
"Now the other two main nests of Alama have also been attacked. Karrosh's defenders reported that the enemy had advanced to the middle nest. Tritos's situation is special. This is a nest built on a primitive lake. Its lower nest is a maze flooded by floods. Space Necropolis chose to attack from the bottom up. The battle situation is still very fierce, but the focus of the space Necropolis attack is still the New Vastburg. From the air force they invested, it can be seen that the space Necropolis fighter jets participating in the attack on New Vastburg are the sum of the other two nests. They are not ignorant of Amara. They know that this is the governor's location and the command hub for the planet's communications. Therefore, they will definitely invest heavy troops and even use this as a stronghold to sweep the entire planet...I plan to organize a counterattack in this area."
"Counterattack?"
Kasati's eyes widened.
"I heard it right?"
“My high Gothic language shouldn’t be that bad either.”
"Why?"
Chapter completed!