Ten seconds later.

The altitude of the Tianpeng transport fleet dropped to an altitude of four kilometers, and its flight speed also dropped significantly, entering a level flight state.

Inside one of the Yunpeng aircraft.

Cheng Han looked down at a large group of flower mica in the warehouse through a glass window.

Take a rough look.

The number exceeds three hundred.

Each Hua Mica is wearing a set of biochemical armor, which looks a little bloated, completely covering up her slim and beautiful figure.

Due to their body structure, their armor only has the upper half, which is half less than the armor of the Wanhao tribe warriors.

But that's not a bad thing.

This means that the biochemical armor adapted to flower mica can double the growth rate, which indirectly doubles the output.

at this time.

They showed good discipline, sitting neatly on the seats, and no one was whispering to each other.

Cheng Han couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "Nowadays, the performance of the Deep Marine Corps is more and more like the Wanhao Clan's legion."

In fact, not only is the discipline similar to that of the Wanhao Legion, but the organization of the legion is also the same.

None of the positions of captain, captain and deputy captain have been left behind.

To some extent.

This seems to be considered a kind of assimilation.

Cheng Han felt a little emotional: "A more powerful race and a more prosperous civilization will indeed easily affect the weaker races."

This reminded him of the history of another time and space.

A certain great civilization that stands in the East, relying on its superior civilization, has assimilated countless foreign races for thousands of years, and has always stood at the center of the world stage.

In comparison.

Some seemingly powerful races, due to lack of sufficient foundation, are often like a flash in the pan and quickly become the dust of history.

Cheng Han had an idea in his mind: "It might be a better way to use the method of civilized assimilation to continuously transform the Hua Mica clan.

"If they can be allowed to consider themselves part of Wanhao's civilization, then from now on, the probability of Hua Mica's betrayal will be infinitely close to zero."

The logic here is very simple.

A single individual may betray his own race.

But how can a race as a whole betray itself?

A few seconds passed.

Suddenly a bell rang in the cabin.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

The originally peaceful Hua Mica warriors suddenly became commotion.

Because the bell means that the combat drill is about to begin.

"Buzz~"

There was a slight vibration.

The door at the rear of the cabin slowly opened.

A stream of cold air rushed in from outside in an instant.

It is late autumn now, and the sea breeze is already a bit cool.

soon.

A deputy captain of Hua Mica shouted loudly: "Prepare to airborne!"

Cheng Han's lips curled up slightly.

Lan Jiayao's pretty face also showed a hint of smile.

This is a very interesting detail.

Lieutenant Hua Yu, the deputy captain, shouted to a group of Hua Yu soldiers, and the person he shouted out was actually Wan Haoyu.

soon.

The rear hatch is fully open.

The deputy captain took the lead, and the jellyfish quickly slid his lower body to the door and jumped down.

behind her.

The flower mica warriors lined up to play the dumplings, and even their jumping postures were uniform.

Not only this Yunpeng, but every transport aircraft in the large fleet is like this.

Looking out the window.

Large groups of flower mica quickly fell into the sea.

When the Deep Marine Corps airborne for the first time, each flower mica would control the airflow to slow down when it fell to a certain height.

This is a must.

Even though Hua Mica's physical fitness is quite strong, it can't withstand such a strong impact if it falls from a height of several kilometers and hits the sea surface.

This time the airborne landing was different.

The mica warrior wearing biochemical armor did not slow down at all.

They just hit the sea with their heads facing down.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

Waves of waves rose from the sky.

The armor made of biochemical muscles easily withstood the huge impact.

If you slow down the camera a hundred times.

Can be seen clearly.

When the biochemical muscles touched the sea surface, they were obviously compressed a lot.

This is obviously impact absorbing.

besides.

There are also many ridges on the surface of the armor, which conduct most of the impact force to other locations.

In the end, the strength of the metal lining of the helmet was reduced to less than 10%.

Hua Mica's head suffered such an impact that even a small half of it was gone.

In short.

This jump.

It perfectly demonstrates the powerful defensive capabilities of the biochemical armor.

Just one word - hanging!

Let me say one more thing by the way.

The benefits of a rapid airborne landing are many.

first.

You can reach the battlefield faster.

Secondly.

The time in mid-air is shorter, it is less likely to be locked by the enemy, the probability of being attacked is lower, and the safety is higher.

Cheng Han made some deductions and whispered: "Inform Mother Goddess Sea Eagle to start now."

Lan Jiayao immediately responded: "Yes!"

Cheng Han looked down at the scene of dumplings under the sea and muttered in his heart: "Mr. Snake, Turtle and Sea King, a surprise is about to come!"

According to the derivation results, the giant snake and turtle hiding under this sea area is a powerful person of the Neptune level.

This guy had just arrived and was wandering around the Dongli War Zone. He planned to find out the environment of the Dongli War Zone first, but he was caught.

Cheng Han secretly felt pity for this: "Mr. Sea King, before you came to the Dongli War Zone, you probably didn't have a good exchange with the Black Scale Tribe and the White Squid Tribe, right?"

If communicated.

This big snake turtle will never approach the Dongli war zone easily, but be careful.

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To be continued...