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After a moment of silence in the command hall below the bridge, the commanders once again returned to tense battlefield arrangements, but on the officers' platform, the silence continued.
Shandora looked around and faced me with a serious expression: "Arjun, something is not right. This clone... I feel that it may be different from what we had guessed before. 'It' should not only get you."
part of the power.”
"'It' knows the earth very well, knows ancient human writings, and modern history, and I suspect that 'it' is even very clear to us. This kind of teasing tone is the most appropriate to communicate with us.
"Archbishop Lilina, who is good at analyzing human psychology and has the gift of sensing the thinking tendencies of all living things, stood on a chair with a large stack of books on her back, barely keeping at the same height as everyone else, "'it' adopts a method that allows us to
The way of speaking that subtly reduces alertness increases our recognition of 'it', but I'm not sure if 'it's' thinking mode is in line with human standards, so I can't be sure yet."
"There is another possibility," my sister glanced at everyone worriedly, "this clone may have Ajun's memory... 'it' knows everyone present, and knows what to say in any situation."
I felt a little cold on my back, and Miss Lin was covering her head and moaning. She might have accidentally "looked" at the clone just now.
"Okay, if that's the case, I don't mind using violence," Sandora flexed her wrist, her tone was very unkind, but her face was cold, "If 'it' really stole Arjun's memory.
"
I scratched my hair in confusion, thinking that this was just another unfounded conjecture. Who knows the real situation? We are not even sure whether the clone walks upright...
However, there is one thing that is 100% certain and there is no need to doubt it. This time, we must get the experimental subject over.
The Heavy Hidden Bomber is an extremely dangerous warship in the event of a successful raid. The super-large-yield space-shrinking warheads they carry can cause a space with a radius of several kilometers to suddenly collapse into a point, and then expand again in a random combination.
In the original state, during this process, all entities within the scope of the sudden contraction will inevitably suffer huge damage. Even the imperial units with extremely high resistance to law anomalies will have structural dislocations after encountering the sudden space contraction. This is very important for
It is fatal for a warship that is maneuvering at high speed. The spacecraft shield has no defense against such indirect attacks. Smaller spacecraft will be torn in half from beginning to end, and large warships will also suffer heavy damage. However, a heavy attack
The bomb is also an extremely fragile spacecraft. In order to carry a large-yield weapon while also having the ability to hide from any radar, it must also ensure a high degree of maneuverability to ensure that it can remain unnoticed and undetected in fierce military conflicts.
Accurately attached to the target, the tonnage of these strange-looking spaceships is completely inversely proportional to their power, and their defenses are frighteningly low. Without powerful instant fire support, they will basically be killed by light.
After the first sneak attack was successful, the stealth bombers turned around and ran away neatly, leaving the task of subsequent attacks to their brother spacecraft: assault ships and frigates, while the heavy spacecraft formations led by Pandora and Viska had already circled around.
Arriving at the back of the fallen apostle, when the latter's formation was in chaos due to the bombing, the two little lunatics launched a full-fire crushing battle that suited their style.
Hundreds of floating guns form a curtain wall, and in the background are larger and more outrageous heavy gunboats and floating turrets commanded by gunboats. Pandora's combat thinking is this: first we need a cannon, and then this cannon should
With a lot of cannons, of course if there is room for bandwidth and energy, each cannon can also bring a bunch of small cannons. When all the cannons are in sight, the world will be full of joy - and victory.
.
This is why Pandora and Viska can always lead a small number of people to release a scene that looks like a fleet bombing. When they rush towards the enemy's formation with thousands of guns, the rear commander of the fallen apostle may be shocked and think that he has suffered
Another group army attacks.
There is nothing more interesting than chasing after a group of unresponsive spaceships and blasting their engine nozzles and reactor chambers - Viska language.
I really want to describe the next battle in detail, but there is really not much to say. The fallen apostles were so unlucky. Really, they and their emperor calculated it countless times, but in the end they all carried a big
Somersault, three scientific research worlds were burned clean, and the rebels who managed to catch up at the cost were not caught. The emperor suddenly appeared, and the fallen apostle who was always ambushing others was successfully ambushed.
There were corpses everywhere (this is an adjective, understand the spirit). When the rebels who were trying to escape suddenly turned around and started to bite back, the commander of the fallen apostle was sure that he had really been tricked. There were enemies on all sides, heavy
The stealth bomber placed an unknown number of space mines on its flanks, and there was a large number of cannon barrels chasing it behind to amplify the waves. If this was not enough to be besieged on all sides, then there were also the strange situations that kept appearing in their camp: there were inexplicable things.
Battleships malfunctioned, their firepower was out of control, and friendly forces were accidentally injured. Unlucky things happened one after another. Some battleships suddenly slowed down and were hit by people as if they were swaying in slow motion. There were also some spaceships that aged severely within a thousandth of a second and were torn into pieces.
, even if they did not suffer these bad luck and enemy artillery fire, some spaceships were torn to pieces by energy explosions that appeared out of thin air. At the end of the battle, perhaps the commander of the fallen apostle would suspect that he was being attacked by a law weapon -
-Broadly speaking, they are right, everyone in the first family has something to do with legal weapons.
And until the end, I am afraid that the enemy commander will not understand why he ran away from his own laboratory and never came into contact with the experimental subjects of other Xiling apostles, and actually completed the experiment with the emperor without knowing it.
This was a textbook cooperative ambush—in fact, I still don’t understand what happened until now.
Lin Xue's foreknowledge, Sandora's arrangement, the clone's sudden weird behavior, and a little bit of chance, completed this complex operation with brilliant results, but after the dust settled, I felt a little dizzy and couldn't figure out why.
This series of things will happen. It seems to be explained clearly in terms of the process, but it always gives people a feeling that it is pre-designed. The whole process is too logical, and it loses its authenticity.
"The enemy is retreating, and they have matched the breakthrough code of the gravity trap."
A commander reported loudly, and the shipboard host transmitted the situation on the battlefield to the officer platform. On the holographic projection, the fleet formation of the Fallen Apostles was on the verge of collapse, with dark minefields that were almost close to their bodies and clinging to the fleet.
The heavy floating gun array on the tail can make even the best fleet commanders unable to do anything, and they cannot get support. Although this is the territory of the fallen apostles, Harlan stationed here may not do anything to save these fleets.
Losing another batch of the few precious spaceships left in the interior, as a fallen apostle who has given up the glory of a warrior and is left with no choice but to use any means, there is more than 80% chance that he will make this choice.
I turned my attention to Sandora: "Continue to pursue?"
But the other party shook his head: "No, we cannot let them have clearer information about the emperor's current strength. All fleets have shrunk and are preparing to withdraw."
The fallen apostle fleet, which suffered serious losses in the ambush, has chosen to retreat across the board, regardless of whether God's ** has the intention to pursue. They are indeed qualified warriors, but qualified warriors will not be ashamed to retreat rationally, but qualified warriors are more
They would not give up their land to the enemy so easily, so before they evacuated, they did something very Xiling-style and crazy - I don't know what they did specifically, but there was a fallen apostle command ship
A highly encrypted message was sent, and then the dark red universe where the Royal Fleet was located suddenly became abnormal, and the alarm began to sound on the bridge: "Attention! The current cosmological constant is disordered, and the logic loophole is about to approach the threshold! The strength of the world barrier continues to decrease.
The host recommends that the entire fleet evacuate!"
"It seems that they have indeed retained the ability to directly destroy the entire universe," Sandora raised her eyebrows slightly, "The key constants that maintain the balance of information in the universe are being reset. The world is about to disintegrate. The fleet must be moving forward before withdrawing.
The superior applied for an extermination order."
"If the defense line can't be defended, just blow it up and blow it up." I shook my head helplessly, "I already knew they wouldn't leave anything for us. It's a typical 'tactic' of the Xiling Apostles."
The small battleships returned to their respective motherships' Gnaku, and the large spaceships opened their void navigation shields one after another. During the period before the end of the world, the captains of the Imperial Army were skillfully preparing equipment to deal with the collapse of the universe.
At the same time, there was another fleet wandering around the periphery of the Imperial Fleet. It was thousands of warships of various sizes, with black and red paint. The abyssal aura made these warships exude an air that was more impressive than their appearance.
The uneasy atmosphere has always made every imperial soldier extremely vigilant, so now while the imperial fleet is gathering its formation, it is turning all its main guns to aim at these abyssal warships that are still unable to completely determine whether we are the enemy or not.
But in contrast, those warships filled with the aura of the abyss pointed all their main guns at the depths of space, and still shouted that Mussolini was a fool...
I said, that's enough. Mussolini is too pitiful. He has been dead for nearly a hundred years and is still whipped to death in a different world. Is this still humane?
"They are saying that they are not a threat and are sending various communication requests at the same time," the intelligence officer reported. "However, the encryption level of these communication requests is average. In order to prevent the starship host from being contaminated, we have not accepted it for the time being."
This may be the most bizarre contact process we have had with a group of abyssal spaceships so far. Everyone is cautious, including Sandora. Although we were fighting side by side with the group of spaceships outside more than ten minutes ago, the officers are here
I still maintained the necessary caution at this time. After thinking about it for a while, I nodded: "Temporarily disconnect the Imperial Admiral's communication host from other arrays and see what the clones are going to do."
The intelligence officer complied with the instructions and reported incredulously a few seconds later: "Your Majesty, the other side's flagship is applying for a boarding permit - they want to send a person to the Imperial Admiral, who is their supreme commander. There is a postscript in the application.
:'Guess who I am?'"
Sandola and I looked at each other, and Lin Xue waved her hand with a big head: "I'm used to it - that weird love, accept the application, I can only say that there is no danger."
It will still be some time before the universe completely collapses. It would be good to figure out the identity of the other party before that. This was our original purpose. However, the situation is a bit deviated from the previous expectations: it is not just one person who finally appears in front of us.
The clone, as well as the thousands of abyssal battleships led by 'it'.
The permission to board the ship was quickly sent out. There was only one person allowed, so the other party was asked to use a single shuttle to land. It was not wrong to be careful, especially because the opposite party might be a double king of abyss + void. The process was very cautious, and the entire army was against a shuttle.
The aircraft conducted an all-round observation. At least a hundred surveillance screens on the bridge showed that the aircraft steadily sailed into the Imperial Admiral's No. 5 boarding port from all angles. The test results showed that the shuttle itself carried an abyss response.
But it does not have the ability to amplify the infection, and the members inside the aircraft are actually clean: it has nothing to do with the abyss. Soon, the boarders who walked through the 100-meter-long inspection corridor came to us.
The entire lineup solemnly received this extremely special visitor.
…
Now we can finally call this out-of-control experimental subject without "it", because the gender and appearance of the other party have been determined. Standing in front of me is a girl wearing a long black dress, visually measuring 1.65 meters, with an age
She is a few years younger than Qianqian, has long shawl hair, is bare-faced, and looks pretty. But just at first glance, I feel that she has the aura of a superior person in her eyes, as if she was nurtured in the family of a great person.
In addition, it gives people a kind of weird and charming feeling - the last one-third comes from the jump in the other party's eyes, and the other seven comes from Ya's previous behavior.
Everyone was a little unable to react, and I looked at each other dumbfounded for three minutes, and then slowly, a strange feeling came into my heart - of course it wasn't the thrill of seeing a beautiful woman, I wasn't like that, at home
A bunch of girls are generally so beautiful that I am not surprised that Shandora is so beautiful. I just feel that the girl wearing a black dress in front of me gives me a strange sense of familiarity, familiarity, and closeness.
There is no threat, and I even feel that I can touch the other person's head safely and boldly, just like looking at any little girl at home who is not more than 1.2 meters tall.
A few minutes ago, I still insisted that I was facing a magical creature that was three meters tall and three meters wide, with a green face and fangs, a mouth that was more than three feet wide, and a rattle. It had a tropical fish tattooed on its left arm and a quarantine certificate tattooed on its right arm.
Come on - I always feel that those who come out of the Fallen Apostle's laboratory shouldn't be as cool as they are in front of me.
"Hey, Ah Jun, why isn't he a guy who is three meters tall and three meters wide, with a green face and fanged mouth and a mouth that is more than three feet wide, with a rattle, a tropical fish tattoo on his left arm, and a quarantine certificate tattooed on his right arm?" Someone next to him just said
The girl who recovered from her wandering world exclaimed.
Very good, Qianqian has fully proved that one family does not belong to the same family, this girl and I were born as a couple...
Lilina stabbed my knee with ill intentions (no matter how high she was, she couldn't hit me): "Boss, your clone."
Shandora looked at this side with a strange expression and joined in the fun: "Ajun, is this deviation a bit too big? It's a girl."
I:"……"
"Copy? Ha, it seems that everything is really going according to plan," the girl in black dress standing in front of us heard the conversation of the people around her, and immediately clapped her hands with a smile on her face, her voice sounded quite nice - but
I still have the suspicion of the green-faced fang, so I guess I can hear the sound of the other party as long as he doesn't compete with the dog. "I'm not a clone, but I did come from that clone project."
The one who got it—if it hadn’t been for that plan, it wouldn’t have been easy to meet you.”
I was stunned and was about to ask something when the other party smiled sweetly at me: "Dad, let's go home for dinner! I'll cook today!"
Everyone immediately burst into an uproar, Qian Qian looked about to yell, Miss Lin picked up the pans, and Lilina took out a small notebook to write down the dark history. At this moment, the culprit who caused all this turned out to be
His eyes turned to Lin Xue: "Mom——"
This call, that one is charming and tactful, that one is cute and cute, and that one is cautious, sounds just like the little girl on the roadside acting coquettishly with her own mother, but the one who called mom on the spot looked like a mistress compared to her mother.
A little older...
Lin Xue held the pan with a twisted face. As a well-protected young lady, a tsundere who occasionally avoided other people when kissing her boyfriend, she was looked down upon by someone who looked at her as a mistress.
The 20-year-old girl called her mom. You can imagine the psychological impact. She didn't take out a big Ivan in front of everyone. She was already well behaved. "This joke can't be made casually - what on earth are you doing?"
Who! Where do you come from, what do you want to do, what’s the secret? What do you want to do when you get close to Ajun? And why do I want to beat you up so much..."
The girl in the black dress shrank her neck: "Mom, please put the pan away. I really won't cause trouble this time - I'm really scared of your pan. Because of this, I always thought that I was
It was given to you when you were recharging your phone bill..."
Everyone: "..."
Sandora poked my arm: "Arjun, why do I feel that even if she is not your daughter, she is closely related to you within three generations just by her mouth?"
I:"……"
"Wood," Lin Xue's gloomy voice made me turn my head. I couldn't see it, black smoke was coming out of this girl's body. She pointed straight and smiled evilly. She said she was my daughter, and her voice was unsteady.
"If she can't come up with anything, we'll have a mixed doubles match in a while!"