The dungeon value has expanded to look like this, and the millions of soldiers of the seven armies in the Mirage District are full of food and drink.
They don't even understand why, this fire suppression, this unscrupulousness, rather than the unprecedented intensity of the war between the two sides, it's more like the other side is taking the opportunity to eliminate dissidents. The other side doesn't seem to care at all about the lively coin embryos all over the ground.
, in just such a short time, the damage caused by the other side's cannibalism was dozens of times greater than their efforts!
Could it be said that the previous detection of the air island and the opponent's composition was wrong?
There are a large number of subordinates with similar abilities hidden in the opponent's island, and they happen to be fighting among themselves or have zero tacit understanding and are cooperating badly?
Viewed from above, an encirclement and counter-encirclement war has expanded the battlefield to a diameter of two hundred kilometers. This number is not outrageous, and even seems very crowded. After all, for hurricane-class battleships and hurricane-class transformation islands, theoretically
This is only a distance of more than a hundred bodies.
The flames and explosions of various thermal weapons originating from the ground forces, space carriers, warships, and the transformation island rolled into thick smoke and spread out a thick layer of haze in the mid-air between the sky and the ground. The scene was like this.
It was like a violent tropical storm overlooking the ground from space, lighting up the entire mirage area.
The high-speed maneuvering Eagle, Falcon, and Harrier fighter jets in the air are densely packed with almost every inch of space. The single and double-person small and micro motor boats that look like a real locust plague are constantly interspersed between the routes of warships and fighter planes.
, low-altitude bombs were dropped and struck accurately, and tens of millions of servants of fate on both sides below were like two pieces of red-hot steel colliding together, splashing blazing blood, intertwined vertically and horizontally, indistinguishable from each other.
Due to the chaos on the battlefield and the unsatisfactory performance of thermal weapons in [Conductor's March], various large and giant servants of destiny belonging to the ground assault division came to the front stage with heavy colors, and the three-tailed bipedal dragons that were tens of meters long, slowly
Alienated atmospheric creatures like jellyfish, griffons, earth-walking dragons, insect-like zombies...
The various oversized and bizarre servants of fate are like unshakable rocks, standing firm and motionless against the erosion of the four dogs in the chaotic battlefield.
Any alienated bloodline creature possesses extremely strong vitality, among which the walking zombies that have evolved into servants of fate are the leaders in the industry. With the blessing of various prayer healing skills and equipment, mortal injuries are nothing to worry about. They will die once or twice.
It is normal to get up and fight bloody. This kind of individual stalemate will inevitably evolve into the overall situation. From orderly to chaos, corpses litter the field and blood flows into rivers for almost half an hour.
When I came down to the ground battlefield, I couldn't see the dynamic changes on the front.
So at this time, what are the commanders and brains of the seven armies, with millions of soldiers and millions of servants of fate, doing?
The answer is: in practice.
First, the most respected third son of Old Horton committed suicide in the command room compartment of his space carrier, then Mrs. Mayer of the Escobar family was beheaded, and then, including Ramos,
The head of the family and all 41 members of his family died suddenly when communication was interrupted for one minute.
The powerful leaders of the seven powerful families are panicking!
Who can sneak into a space carrier that is heavily guarded and even mosquitoes cannot fly in and assassinate them while being physically separated from each other?
How many people are they?
Island scanning, radar detection, and skill judgment were all ineffective. In the end, magicians and priests were even called in to try to track down the murderer by casting spells...
"Can't find it!"
"Damn, who can tell me what the hell is going on here?"
"Transfer commanders! Quick!"
"We can't retreat! Once we retreat, a mutiny will break out below us within a short time. Do you expect that the majesty of the family can override the wages of those mercenaries and compulsory military service?"
"Shrink the formation, activate all shield fields, gather everyone into the command cabin, lower the safety gate, and fill the outside of the cabin with your body!"
"They must have some ability to bypass our force fields and detection methods!"
"Fake! She is on the old Horton family destroyer No. 93! Someone has seen her! There is only one woman! She has the ability to jump out of thin air!"
"Concentrate the fire! Concentrate the fire! Let N93 disappear completely! Don't leave any wreckage larger than a chickpea!"
"Haha, a bunch of idiots~" Lao Wang huddled in a crew cabin of the Ponte Family Space Carrier, holding half a bottle of wine in his hand, "I can grab that bitch and I'll just twist off the head and give it to your wives."
You can even lick the plate!”
The huge space carrier is more than two kilometers long, and in the narrow crew cabin on the bottom floor, Lao Wang can only hunched over and cannot stand up straight. He laments that all the capitalists in the world are like Mr. Cang, and lays down
The blood was still cold on the ground. The big man's unlucky crew member had dried up all the wine he had collected.
"Niang Xipi, we're going to do it quickly. I still don't know what kind of job this birdman does..." Lao Wang threw away the bottle, poured another bottle of liquor into the cabin, and found a dirty man.
The crew member put on his uniform, put on his hat, pushed the door open and strode out. A thick smoke poured out from the half-closed hatch behind him. The guy shouted in half-baked English: "It's on fire, put out the fire quickly."
Ah, just now I saw a woman running towards the upper deck! I'm injured, please help!"
The crew's alert level was extremely high, and their response speed was extremely fast. In just thirty seconds, the entire mothership's alarm bells sounded, and red lights began to shine everywhere in the cabins and corridors.
"All first class soldiers on the upper deck, protect the command module, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
"Damn maggots, keep up!"
"Do you want to die? What are you doing?"
Boom.
Lao Wang casually broke the neck of the guy who was charging towards him, put his firearm on his body, and followed the flow of people to rush upward.
"Hey, this is the command cabin?"
"Nonsense? Wait, who are you? Someone, he doesn't-"
Wearing a ferocious dragon robe, he tore the crew uniform on his body in an instant, and with a clanging sound, the hammer was in his hand. The ferocious smile on Lao Wang's face gradually faded under the radiance of the energy matrix weapon that instantly lit up the entire cabin: "You guys know how to cooperate.
!”
The dragging knife technique pulled the brilliance of the energy matrix weapon and distorted all the external metal armor and even the entire cabin. In a series of teeth-searing metal tearing sounds, three thirds of the command bulkhead, which was more than ten meters thick, was directly ripped away.
One thickness, one more blow, and the entire command module was in danger.
However, when a large number of reinforcements finally arrived, they only saw a stupid dogleg holding a bomb in the large hole that almost penetrated the command module.
"not good--"
"Wa~!"
Under the shocked gazes of the surrounding warships, the Ponte family's space carrier cracked like a fragile egg shell, and the ammunition depot that stored a large amount of energy matrix, energy matrix weapons and physical weapons exploded, only to have a short and sharp start.
It was completely swallowed by a substance that looked like a living thing. The dark, wriggling substance instantly expanded to a diameter of two kilometers like a huge eyeball. The space carrier was torn into four pieces, with the bow and stern on both sides of the sphere.
Part of it leaks out.
Then, fell.
(Well, I suffered a severe mental shock today, which has caused me to feel a little numb and confused. A giant old man from the Doomsday Inn went to the Doomsday Inn and stabbed four leaders in a row last night. He has not shown up until now. I am all the same.
Silly, what’s going on, what’s the reason? How can I, Timi, be so virtuous and capable? I even update it every month. I’m so panicked and I’m so ashamed...)
