No matter how crazy the old popsicles are at this time, they can't change the objective fact that the battle outside the ship is getting more and more intense.
What is very strange is that even though the outer space is filled with chaotic and violent information flow storms, the other party's communication mechanism will inevitably be interfered with and can only use traditional and old radio communications. Then the other party's cooperation should not be so seamless.
The cooperation between different combat units cannot be so rigorous and precise.
As long as it is radio, there will be a delay, because the speed of light can only be 300,000 kilometers per second.
But the fact is that the rebel army's millions of combat units are still tightly and organically linked together.
The opponent's random combination of coordination is still so perfect and smooth.
Small-scale tactical cooperation that changes at any time, whether it is attack, cover, encirclement, dispersion, cold gunfire, group arrow charge or simply overload self-destruction, it still has extremely high efficiency and incredible accuracy.
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If each individual individual among the millions of rebels is regarded as a part of the human body, then at this time they are still cooperating seamlessly under the command of the brain, and together they become a huge god of war who stands tall and indomitable.
The frozen elders are very familiar with this situation.
Theoretically, this scene should have occurred one day during the return of the Great Migration Fleet, when they had an encounter with the enemies of the empire.
Because only the comprehensive and precise deployment of the "net" can create such a precise space battle situation that seems like the human body controls the immune system to kill cancer cells.
We obviously have the "network" in our hands, but we just lost contact temporarily.
Obviously there is such a powerful information flow interference now, and we cannot get help from the "net".
What is going on with this group of rebels?
Could it be that... it's the ability of the psychic demon?
The minds of the old popsicles recalled again the sinister young man they saw with Ren Zhong's eyes, half of his body buried in a huge sarcoma.
He can communicate with countless people's brains over a huge range and unify countless people into one thinking system!
This level of psychic demons only exists in legends.
It is said that the reason why the small population of psychic demons has been able to remain standing despite tens of millions of years of confrontation, making the empire, ascendants and pilgrims extremely fearful, is precisely because of some of the most terrifying psychic demons.
With just one person and one brain, standing on the surface of a planet, he can drag the subconscious of everyone on the planet into his world and be driven by him without anyone noticing.
Such a psychic demon can hear everyone's thoughts, and can also secretly pull people's thoughts like plucking strings.
Although so far there are no detailed records of encountering such a level of psychic demon within the empire, the legend is more like a myth, but as long as there is a legend, there will be a basis. When people encounter a suspicious situation, they will always
Use mythical legends to explain phenomena that cannot be described with the knowledge you already know. This is the origin of human myths about the God of Thunder and the Mother of Lightning in ancient times.
After nodding with the others, Ma Zhongfei once again modified the data that had been entered into the tracer's black box, adding two more words, "god level", in front of the four words "psychic demon descendant" in the report.
The subtext of this report is that since we encountered a god-level demon, we did not lose unjustly.
Once there is really an expectation of defeat, no matter how bizarre the changes in the battle situation are, it seems reasonable.
Of course, no one wants to die until the last moment.
The strange thing is that the frozen legion, starship larvae, faceless men troops and killers who are clearly wandering outside do not know that their commander has changed his mentality, but it is also after the old popsicles were shocked by the psychic demon.
, they also showed their defeat in a few steps simultaneously.
This seems to be a coincidence, and it also seems to be inevitable.
Ren Zhong once told Li Yang that the Tracer was ultimately just a colonial ship. Although it was a creation of the empire, it could never be his opponent, having gathered the most elite combat power of the entire Origin Star civilization.
The strong individual strength of the Frozen Legion does cause some trouble, but the fact that ants kill an elephant is not a myth, but a fact that can be realized in theory.
Now, under the meticulous guidance of Sun Ai, and with the advice of commanders from the Spark Legion and those who graduated from the Spark Military Academy, the millions of ants responsible for the task are eating away at the survival and mobility of the Frozen Legion bit by bit.
space.
The Veyron X-Fighter finally shines with its sharp and dazzling light without reservation.
In order to fight against those "controlled" ancestors who have long lived in myths, the mecha warriors in the fighter planes have been injected with fatal potions, overloading the full power of the Veyron X type that can transform into armor.
Constantly advancing, changing directions, firing, detonating, turning back, or dropping bombs on the super large aircraft ahead.
Driven by these life-threatening Dragon X-types, and following Ren Zhong's orders, the soldiers attacked the hateful Ascendant invasion battleships one after another.
Tactically speaking, there is only one simple tactic in a battlefield where "fireworks" explode every moment, which is the human sea tactic, using human lives to build up the winding road to victory.
But this human sea tactic has incorporated all the wisdom of the Source Star civilization, and everyone tried their best.
Although sacrifice and death are unavoidable, although in terms of strength, the warriors with heavy responsibilities are always waiting for the Frozen Legion to attack the cannons and aircraft with a millet and a rifle, but they can still advance steadily to cause damage to the enemy bit by bit. Here is
Sacrifice always pays off in return.
Finally, the first level nine mecha warrior, wearing silver armor and holding a silver gun in hand, arrived within a hundred meters of the surface of the seeker spacecraft, and easily wiped out the thin film force that made countless people sigh.
The field is like passing through a layer of fragile foam.
During this process, the coating on the surface of the silver armor continued to emit a faint light.
Then, the silver-armored warrior standing inside turned his head slightly, waved the big gun in his hand, then turned around suddenly, pointing the tip of the gun straight ahead.
She seemed to be reminding everyone behind her.
Her body language is saying "Hold on, keep up."
Following the actions of the silver-armored warriors, the more than four million remaining warriors cheered up again and began to advance with all their might.
At the same time, as it gradually approached the 300,000-kilometer range of the Tracer, the energy weapons on the armed battleship group, which seemed to be separated by the earth and the moon, also began to operate at full power, releasing artillery fire and covering the advance of friendly forces.
In just five seconds, as many as 8,000 people followed the silver-armored warrior and rushed into the interior of the membrane force field.
At this point, without anyone's explanation, these people finally understood why the Marshal insisted on not removing the additional coating on the armor surface despite everyone's dissatisfaction.
It turns out that this thing is actually used to break through the enemy ship's force field shield whose principle is unknown and whose strength seems to have no upper limit.
People were amazed at the marshal's meticulous planning and preparation of this restraining equipment in advance.
However, the nine frozen elders in the tracers had astonishment on their faces.
The force field shield that they were so proud of and used as their spiritual support turned out to be ineffective long ago.
"Let's throw in the sharp knives. We have no choice."
Barton Augustus no longer used the flattery he used to show when he was in front of the important task, and actually suggested in a slightly heroic tone.
Others nodded.
Expressionless, Ying Feng pressed the button and threw out the last thousand ice warriors, what they called sharp knives.
These one thousand people are fundamentally different from any professional on the Source Star. They have truly surpassed the upper limit of level nine and have reached the standards of the elite warriors of the empire. They are also their last reserve team.
Once upon a time, at a certain period of time, Ren Zhong would become one of these thousand people.
Now, Ren Zhong's personal strength is roughly equivalent to the bottom level among these thousand people.
Thousands of round holes suddenly opened up in the tracker's smooth surface.
One after another, combat units wearing various types of space armors flew out quickly without any greetings or nonsense, and went straight towards the rebel intruders headed by the silver-armored warriors.
At this moment, Li Yang, who was in the cabin of the 0001 battleship, suddenly opened his eyes.
In his small eyes, the pupils are blooming with light that looks like a spiral of the Milky Way.
His eyes seemed a little hollow, but his eyes seemed to be looking through the cabin of the 0001 battleship, looking outside at a glance, and falling squarely on the face of one of the frozen sharp knives.
Li Yang spent nearly half of the Mengdu Group's wealth, thousands of years of savings, and secretly harvested countless human lives to create a super assistant brain. This was the "ironclad proof" that he was a god-level psychic demon. It was finally revealed in Ren Zhong and Lao Bingluo.
in front of them.
The frozen sharp knife at the front suddenly paused in its sprint.
The man's face under the mask showed confusion for a moment, and then he suddenly stopped charging midway, switched his armor to combat mode, and opened fire on the back of his comrade who was crossing him.
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The change was so sudden that before the other Ice Blades could react, at least three people fell into his path. Either the core components of the armor were severely damaged, or the upper limit of the energy shield was breached, and they were temporarily lost.
Shield ability.
But this was just the beginning. Later, "traitors" began to appear inexplicably one after another in the array of frozen swords, and they were cruel to their own people, and even turned around to bombard the Tracer battleship behind them.
Such a strange situation made the silver-armored warriors under Ren Zhong who were rushing at the front a little stunned.
But she immediately regained her composure and took advantage of his illness to kill him. She immediately led more comrades into the melee.
"The battleship where Lord Apostle is located is still 100,000 kilometers away, and the psychic demon is also there. This is ultra-long-distance remote control, and the thinking of our frozen warrior has been remotely taken over by him. He doesn't even have the power to resist. This is indeed
God-level demon."
This was a conversation that took place in the command hall of the Tracers. The speaker was Barton Augustus.
"Our seniors have briefly escaped the control of the Ascended Germs on their brains, and are using their lives to provide us with final support! Rush! Don't let their blood flow in vain!"
This is what Marshal Ren Zhong said on the Ghost Particle Communication Channel.
Yes, the previous explosions of information flow interference bombs were just a cover.
The space here is so large, and this level of information flow cannot completely cut off Sun Ai's communication, but that's what the old popsicles thought.
