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Chapter 1572 The old man has to prepare for the young man

Chapter 1578 The old man has to prepare for the young man

President Nishita made a prompt decision and turned toward the shelter. Behind him were the loyal members of the special service team. These soldiers had now put on mechas and surrounded Mr. President's scooter towards the third floor.

Walk along the spiral passage.

Although Mr. President's power scooter is advanced, its appearance is very simple. It looks like a transportation tool for preschoolers. It is surrounded by a group of big men who are at least three meters tall after putting on mechas. They are like curious silverback gorillas.

They seemed to be dancing around a children's toy.

Naturally, the group of people who were retreating didn't know that. As the Predator warship landed just now, the other Predator warships, as well as the "Alliance" warships, also took the opportunity to pounce on them, like hyenas.

The group was approaching a seriously ill elephant. Instead of trying to destroy the luxury cruise ship with artillery fire, they all approached and joined forces, indeed like a group of well-trained pirates.

The escorting Community warships were also afraid of accidentally damaging the Azul Princess, so they could only stop the bombardment and send stormtroopers to land for support.

As a result, just ten minutes later, the Azul Princess had been inserted into more than a dozen landing bridges by enemy and friendly ships from all directions. A cruise ship in Nuoda suddenly turned into a city that was mired in street fighting.

The armored door at the main entrance of the Celeste Princess' bridge has been raised halfway, forming a natural bunker. The battle around this door has also entered a fierce stage with the highest efficiency.

This is a gate composed of five layers of armor and two layers of energy shields. Regardless of the material, the thickness alone is enough for a big man in a mecha to tap dance on it. This is of course also a Navy Day event in 830

The subsequent modifications looked like gates, but they could basically be used as armor plates for main warships.

If the captain's wishes were followed, the door should be completely raised and the passage tightly sealed to await rescue. However, both the first mate and the security director thought this was inappropriate.

They all felt that no matter how strong the fortifications were, they would not be able to resist for long in the face of psychic treasures. Even the most basic treasures, such as lightsabers, could dissolve the armor within a short time.

At that time, the attackers on the opposite side only need to use their lightsabers to burn a hole and then insert some discordant things such as poison gas bombs into it. The thousands of people on the bridge may not be able to hold on for a minute.

All in all, you can defend, but you must not hold on to it. If you give up even counterattack, no matter how strong the fortification is, it will become a target, which is equivalent to allowing the enemy to take whatever it wants.

The captain thought it made sense.

He said that after all, he was an old seaman and not a land warfare expert. Although he had commanded battleships to fill the line, he had never been helped by anyone. He was really not very professional, so he could only ask Marshal Aylwin for advice.

The old marshal who had experienced hundreds of battles confirmed the judgment of the second deputy and the security director. However, he still said: "However, in gang fighting, tactics and equipment are actually subtle issues. Powerful extraordinary people often take action.

to play a decisive role. The just-concluded Battle of Said on the far coast is proof. So, where does our extraordinary combat power lie?"

Everyone quickly took stock of their own psykers on the Azure Princess.

Captain Myron, the ship's security director, is the "commander" of the third ring of the "throne" and is on the bridge. Under the gaze of the old marshal and everyone, he quickly stood upright and said: "I have a subordinate here.

The bridge will never be lost!"

In addition, Lieutenant Colonel Bohm, the captain of the Guard and the deputy director of the Secret Service, is the "steel man" who "guards" the second ring. He has already covered President Nichta's departure from the bridge. Although we can't contact him at the moment, he should be fine.

Bar.

Then there are Mr. Yang Mingzhao, deputy director of the Secretariat of His Excellency the President, and Kilian Shazabi, a health doctor and general secretary. It is said that there are also three rings and two rings, but the specific star rings are unknown.

After all, he is the master of the Spiritual Research Society, and he dare not ask too detailed questions about many things. To be honest, if he had not gone to serve in the presidential office and had a subordinate relationship, even Mr. President would have respected these two young people as "giant".

"Master Que", "Master Fish Intestine" and so on.

Finally, there is Mrs. Melalie G. Nishita. According to "Master Juque", the president's wife is actually the number one master on the Azul Princess. However, the specific links are not known.

It is even less clear which star ring it is. The relevant departments did not dare to ask too detailed questions about the two young masters of the Spiritual Research Association, and of course the President's wife was even less likely to do so.

However, the president's wife could be ruthless and sassy during Navy Day, and she looked like she was a murderer.

Looking at it this way, the extraordinary combat power on the ship is actually not weak! The density of mysticism per capita is even several percentage points higher than that of the capital ship of the Imperial Forbidden Forces.

However, strength is a relative concept after all. Whether the Mysticism's combat power is sufficient depends on how many psykers come to the opponent.

Of course everyone hopes that the troll who appears on the battlefield is the enemy's only psyker, but even the most heartless optimist would never dare to have such extravagant hopes.

As a result, everyone understood that the safety of the Blue Princess no longer depended on them. This was really not something that could be laughed at.

However, survival must continue, and resistance must continue. As the security director Colonel Myron said, it is correct to focus on defense, but we must not completely give up resistance and be beaten passively. So everyone just raised the armored door

Halfway through, they formed a bunker. The soldiers of the security team were wearing mechas and holding guns, arrayed behind the door that was raised to the chest, and kept shooting outwards.

The rest of the crew were also issued with firearms and were ready to fill in the lines at any time. You know, even the old marshal brought an electromagnetic rifle and adjusted the ballistics and energy box with skillful movements. It looked very...

major.

The dignified Marshal Elwin was ready to go into battle and kill the enemy personally. No matter what the others wanted to say, such as "I don't know how to use a gun," naturally they couldn't say anything.

In fact, this can be regarded as a simple application of "The Theory of Defense Almighty". Before this book came out, these soldiers would immediately form a formation and launch a counterattack against the enemy with their guns in hand.

Now it was very good, although not so brave but very effective. With the fortification cover and the geographical advantage, they quickly suppressed the invaders to the square.

In just five minutes of fighting, seven of the defenders on the bridge were killed, but they should have caused more than three times as many casualties to the opponent, and they were never allowed to approach the main entrance.

"Myshandar trolls, as well as Laig giants and Amphibian people. There are at least fifty of them, and they all have rudimentary armor." Colonel Myron took the opportunity to report.

This is not surprising. Although these tough true warrior races have a sparse population, they are indeed masters who can ride thousands of people with their size and brute strength. They are also happy to wander around the universe and earn a living with their bravery.

future. On the contrary, it would be a bit difficult for them to farm in their hometown honestly.

For them, there is not much difference whether they are working for pirates and gangsters or working for noble big shots.

In addition, the so-called "simple armor" does not mean that the opponent is a mob. For example, these large fighting races with an average height of more than three meters can charge with a tank-level armor plate hanging on their chest like an apron. It does look tattered.

It looks like a beggar's version, but its frontal defense definitely exceeds that of most standard individual powered mechas.

"The number of Myshandar Trolls..." Marshal Elwin said.

The colonel knew what the old marshal wanted to ask, and said quickly: "There are only twelve trolls, and the rest are Laig giants and elephant men."

The captain said firmly: "Not a predator."

The first mate agreed with the captain's judgment: "Indeed, the Myshandar trolls are fine, but how can there be organized Laig giants and elephant men under the Predator banner?"

"Other gangsters? Or mercenaries? Pirates? But why use a marauder's warship?" The second officer's face was troubled. He thought of too many possibilities, but the troublesome thing was that these possibilities were all the same.

None of the items can be excluded.

Of course, whether they are mercenaries or other underworld organizations, there are only a small number of people who can be used as organic giant soldiers. It should not be difficult to investigate. However, even if you really want to investigate, you have to finish this investigation.

It's all about surviving.

"The enemy's reinforcements have also arrived. They should have come from other docking points. They are indeed humanoid soldiers wearing guard mechas." The colonel continued to report.

The captain and the first mate looked at each other in disbelief. Marshal Aylwin also unavoidably twitched his brows, his expression downcast.

The so-called Guardian mecha is one of the standard mechas equipped by the Alliance Marines and Stormtroopers, and is indeed commonly equipped in the Grand High Seas Fleet.

"Is it really the Alliance's army? The Alliance colluded with pirates to attack us?"

"Why? Aren't we allies?"

"Is someone trying to assassinate President Nikita?"

Uneasy whispers circulated on the bridge, brewing into a depressing low pressure. Fortunately, after all, there were elite soldiers and experienced bosses on the bridge, so the resisters would not really be overwhelmed.

Morale completely collapsed.

Marshal Aylwin also burst into self-deprecating laughter: "Hahahahaha! I was on the shore during Navy Day, but now I'm on the ship. The ship is still the same ship, but the people are different. This

This is the charm of time!”

Of course, he actually thought more than ordinary crew members. At this moment, he, like President Nishita, also imagined that the alliance boss wanted to take action against President Nishita and bribed the alliance.

The story of the fleet as a black glove.

Of course, this kind of development lacked a basic logical foundation and was quickly forgotten by him.

Of course, he considered several possibilities, but soon realized that no matter how convincing the inference was, it was meaningless in the absence of evidence.

"Is there any response from the High Seas Command?" the marshal asked.

"No. We didn't get any response to Oseimen's call." The captain's expression looked heavier than before.

Okay, that sounds like bad news.

"Call Nephi directly!"

"clear!"

In fact, a communications officer is already doing this and has been contacted. However, Nephi clearly thinks that this is a prank, and the two sides have already fallen into a back-and-forth exchange of words. I guess, by the time Nephi

If the person over there understood the seriousness of the situation, it would be at least half an hour later.

"Where else?"

"The fleet of the Iron Army Complex has responded. Admiral Elk has led his troops to speed up... However, it will take at least ten hours."

This sounds like good news, but if coupled with the subsequent time requirements, it is a bit difficult to evaluate.

"Ten hours is the time it takes for the Iron Army fleet to arrive in this system, right?"

It takes ten hours to arrive in this system, and it will take another two or three hours of sub-light speed sailing to reach the battlefield. The day lilies may be cold by then. The captain has nothing to say and can only nod with a wry smile.

Marshal Elwin pondered for a moment: "Have you notified the Earth yet?"

The captain nodded. This is a basic safety measure. We are not expecting the Earth to come over for rescue, but to remind the other side that if something happens to the president, we may have to arrange for Vice President Hierro to succeed him.

It is very necessary to arrange in advance, at least it will not cause political turmoil in a hurry.

"Send a message to the Nebula on the far coast and the Fortress." Marshal Aylwin said.

The captain was startled. He immediately realized that Vice President Hierro should have been at Fortress Sede some time ago, but he should have returned home now.

Could it be possible to ask General Yu Lian, a master of psychic energy, to notify the real people from the Spiritual Research Association to come to the rescue! By the way, I heard that powerful people can cross the star sea instantly. Could it be that I can also see such a performance? The captain was thinking

Hot, I suddenly felt that the current situation was still very salvageable.

Marshal Elwin seemed to see the other party's intention, he just shook his head and smiled: "High-ranking psykers do have the ability to cross the star sea, but the conditions are very harsh. However, we must at least put things here first.

It’s time to inform the genius child at Sede Fortress. If possible, I even want to inform that kid Yang Xiyi. It’s a pity that he can’t be contacted in the New World, and now he doesn’t even know whether he is dead or alive.”

"Your Mightiness……"

"Regardless of whether President Nishita can survive or not, the Blue Star community must be prepared to deal with it. Hahaha, it is also our obligation to let smart young people prepare in advance!"

Later, Marshal Aylwin used recordings to compile a brief report on the current situation, which also included several of his guesses.

Of course, they are all pure inferences without evidence, and some of the ideas are even suspected of malicious speculation and conspiracy theories. If they were really spread, it would probably cause a diplomatic incident.

The captain on the side heard the screams and felt that it was safer to go out and fight the attackers for 300 rounds.

Then, at this time, Colonel Myron at the gate rushed over again and reported: "The enemy's reinforcements have arrived! There are psychics!"

"Why are they all enemies? Where are our reinforcements?" the captain asked loudly.

He did not get an answer from the security director, Colonel Myron. This psyker had been directing the battle just now, and he used a halo to buff the soldiers. But now, he had to carry his melted sword and prisoners of war.

We faced a storm passing by from above.

The warhammer composed of spiritual light flashed out of the void and appeared just in front of the storm, as if it was waiting there for the opponent to crash into it.

Then, there was a "boom" explosion, and the storm once again condensed into a tall and tall human figure. The slender body was wrapped in a special power suit. It looked like a slender and thin scarecrow, but

There was a kind of evil spirit and evil aura around him.

This is a long-bearded demon.

Well, the troll human shield combined with the control of the bearded monster is a typical predator setting, but it's a bit too classic.

Colonel Myron let out a loud shout, and smashed it with all his strength with his axe. Although it was blocked by the force field shield and did not cause fatal injuries, he still knocked the whole thing upside down and flew away.

He is indeed an excellent psychic warrior, and with the bonus of heraldic machine, he immediately has the upper hand. However, from a defensive perspective, this is by no means good news.


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