The right hand raised by the Valkyrie seemed to have been pushed away.

She frowned and looked at Yang Ming, then stretched out her right hand to Yang Ming again and pressed down hard!

A thin film of light red light appeared around Yang Ming, but he still stood there firmly.

The Valkyrie looked a little more puzzled.

Yang Ming expressionlessly hugged the laser gun in front of him, lit the barrel with his thumb, and pulled the trigger with his index finger.

call out!

With a slight sound, a new firepower point joined the battle!

The Valkyrie was about to fly towards Yang Ming immediately, and the ion light of the mecha cannon lit up again on the side.

The third and fourth mechas in the corner have been activated. These ion cannons can penetrate the armor of small spaceships head-on, knocking the Valkyrie away again.

Yang Ming took the opportunity to run and continuously used his laser gun to shoot at the cracks in the protective shield around the Valkyrie. He took out two bombs from the tactical backpack in front of him and threw them directly at the Valkyrie.

His shooting is very accurate.

When Yang Ming is highly focused, it will be like having an eight-fold mirror in front of his eyes, and the peripheral gaps in the Valkyrie's protective shield will be magnified several times in an instant.

Yang Ming found the weakest point of the protective shield.

During the fierce battle, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the corridors on both sides. The captain, first mate and remaining soldiers came to support, and laser guns were fired at the Valkyrie wildly.

Yang Ming kept observing the indicator lights at the entrance and exit of the landing craft. The small green airplane pattern that represented the successful activation of the spacecraft system still did not light up.

Move faster, Lina!

The captain's voice came from the earphones:

"Activate all the mechas! The Valkyrie is evolving rapidly. If she escapes from here, the empire will face an unprecedented threat!"

Damn it, what have you been doing!

Yang Ming cursed in his heart and immediately ran towards the next cover point, but never left the vicinity of the landing craft's hatch.

suddenly.

"enough!"

This hoarse, angry female voice made everyone present tremble, as if there was some magical power hidden in it.

The captain asked: "What did the Valkyrie say?"

"She said enough," a soldier whispered back.

"Shoot!" the captain roared, "break through her shield!"

Yang Ming already had a premonition that something was wrong. He turned around and rushed towards the nearest parts box, shouting with all his strength: "Get a bunker quickly!"

The soldiers' reaction was ultimately slow.

The protective shield full of cracks around the Valkyrie suddenly exploded, and red ripples like ocean waves burst out from her forehead, sweeping in all directions instantly.

This time, the soldiers' spirits were not attacked, but their bodies were thrown away at the same time. The extremely safe energy-charged magazines of the laser guns in their hands exploded one after another. The two mechas that had just started were unable to stabilize their center of gravity and fell over.

The captain fell in a pool of blood.

Only a few of the soldiers can still move.

Yang Ming glanced at the passage where the landing ship was located, and felt a little regretful for entrusting such an 'arduous' task of piloting a spacecraft to a doctor.

The Valkyrie who took the initiative to explode the protective shield had a 'flashlight' in her hand.

With a buzzing sound, the light red lightsaber illuminated her girlish face, and her eyes were fixed on Yang Ming, with a sickly smile on her lips.

Recycle.

Devour.

Integrate into one.

Yang Ming took a sharp breath, raised his hand and used the laser gun, aimed it at the Valkyrie's neck, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Purple rays flickered, but the Valkyrie's skin was intact, with a transparent film flowing out of her skin.

In this case!

Damn it! If it has to be like this!

Yang Ming threw the laser gun aside, reached into his tactical backpack with his right hand, and pulled out... a pair of goggles commonly used for welding repairs.

When I put this thing on, the corners of my vision were slightly distorted.

Just like the simple operation interface of the "Abyss" game!

Yes, this is not a game. There is no unlimited opportunity for resurrection. The error tolerance rate in the next battle is almost zero. There are no teammates who can form professional cooperation...

But here, at this moment!

Buzz——

The blue-white light reflected Yang Ming's profile, and the hands holding the lightsaber hilt no longer trembled.

All he wants is a way to survive.
Chapter completed!