The huge "flying disk" swooped down at high speed, already alarming the vicious living creatures and extraterrestrial species in the surrounding area.
Since this battlefield is temporarily in a state of being put on hold and detoured, the density of vicious living creatures and extraterritorial species is relatively high compared to other areas. Especially the extraterritorial species, partly out of life instinct, when the surrounding war is unfavorable, even if they resist
Artillery fire will also come to this area to take a breather. Some are lying on the ground, some are hovering in the air, and the number is quite dense.
Seeing the "flying disk" tearing apart the atmosphere and crashing down, some people probably wanted to avoid it, but there were also some who were not clear-headed and wanted to stop it. Multiple groups interacted with each other and got entangled, and in the end, the "flying disk" crashed straight into it -
-Most of the extraterrestrial species and poisonous living bodies are still too lightweight compared to the "flying disk" combat platform. Facing this behemoth wrapped in fully enclosed armor, they were directly smashed into a large amount of blood mist, and blood, mud and bone foam were splashed.
At this time, it is less than one kilometer away from the target area. According to this momentum, there is absolutely no force that can stop the impact of the "flying disk" in a short period of time.
The problem is that at this distance, the "flying disk" still has not slowed down, and the possibility of stopping on its own has also been sharply reduced. And at this speed, a combat platform with a take-off weight of 70 to 80 tons will not play a useful role on the battlefield.
It's just a "big firecracker". At best, it can overturn another layer of the broken and messy target area. Nothing else can do it.
At this time, because the "Shadow Mist" environment was arranged in advance, I couldn't help but look at Ronan's Colonel Xie Hu. I just turned my head and looked at the data, configuration, and high-speed flashing warning lights that continued to flash on the front of my control seat.
, also has its own judgment
It's fast!
If he were on the command seat and would not start the "frisbee" engine the moment he popped out of the belly of the aircraft, at that altitude and distance, the seven times the speed of sound of the "solar patrol shuttle" would be enough. When approaching the target area, the rear force might be
Although it is insufficient, it can retain an opportunity for adjustment at a critical moment.
It's not impossible for Ronan to do this, but there is only one chance to connect...
The calm voice of the Duyu school official sounded on the communication channel again, "The docking platform ejected successfully."
At the edge of the target area, a dilapidated and collapsed snow rock glacier suddenly exploded. A disc, which at first glance looked like a small "frisbee", bounced upwards in the explosion shock wave, and there were more than ten materials attached below.
Unknown long ropes. Some of these long ropes were thrown off the ground when the disc was ejected, flying in mid-air; some were still firmly stuck in the permafrost formation.
But no matter what, the disc itself bounced up very smoothly, just in time to meet the roaring "flying disc" combat platform.
Those flying long ropes seemed to hit the "frisbee" first, but in the delicate movement
Amidst the "buzzing" sound, they were bounced off by the invisible barrier, some smashed back to the ground, and some spread out into the surrounding freezing mist.
It is in this process that hundreds of complex configurations, with the "combat platform" and "docking platform" with quite similar shapes as the core, and these flying or straight "energy guide cables" as the medium, no matter
Visible and intangible, everything "clicks" quickly according to the preset logic.
On the outside, the "disc" is firmly attached to the lower abdomen of the "flying disc" combat platform at this moment, completing the triple docking of configuration, strong magnetism and mechanical lock.
Such docking does not have a significant impact on the speed of the "Frisbee" combat platform. The "Frisbee" still roars and dives diagonally towards the target area, but it has a "docking platform" on the belly of the cabin.
At this time, the remaining "energy-guiding cables" that were originally firmly embedded in the permafrost formation were also forcibly pulled out by the powerful kinetic energy of the "flying disk". They were fluttering and bouncing like the same kind that were already in mid-air before, but regardless of
No matter how "irritable" they were, none of the more than ten "energy-guiding cords" were entangled or collided with each other, nor did they hit the "flying disk" combat platform.
It has its own invisible force field to constrain the flying trajectory of the "energy guide cable".
In fact, at this moment, the "Frisbee" combat platform had instantly taken over the control of all "energy guide ropes", and the flying "Peregrine Falcon" seemed to have stretched out more than ten long "tentacles" in an instant
", baring its teeth and claws in the void.
The poisonous living creatures and extraterritorial species on the outer periphery were sliced by these "tentacles", and their flesh and blood also flew everywhere.
Sixteen roots in total.
Ronan "lighted up" these "energy guiding cables" simultaneously from the command seat - that is, linking them with the command authority of the "Flying Disc" combat platform.
It can be said that when the triple docking of the "combat platform" and the "docking platform" was completed, Ronan had already won the "bet". Even if the "frisbee" behind hit the ground, it was because the "combat team" did not control it well.
That's how planning works.
But if you have spare energy, just do it casually, it doesn’t matter.
And at this moment, he translated the latest information about the target area that he had sensed from "overlook" through artificial intelligence, added the regular "avoidance points" of the "energy guide cable", and synchronized it to the communication channel to avoid the possibility of subsequent operations.
the damage that will be caused.
"Successful docking...Fourteen suspected targets received." Duyu School Officer
The voice was still calm, and he added later, "Specimen No. 1 has no response yet."
"receive."
Ronan immediately let go of control of the "Frisbee", and Yunbo in front of him praised him and took over seamlessly.
On the side, Colonel Xie Hu saw the interface display that at ten times the speed of sound, the docking error value of the two platforms was still firmly on the thousandths, and subconsciously turned his head to look over.
Ronan's mind was no longer here. He was still sitting on the command seat, watching the sixteen "energy guide ropes" under Yunbo's control, continuously interspersed into the permafrost strata around the target area, and were blocked by huge
The kinetic energy takes it flying, and then it is interspersed again, continuously tightened, buffered, tightened again, buffered again...
At this moment, the "Frisbee" combat platform inevitably flipped and jumped in mid-air, and inevitably hit some glacier spiers towering above the ground. With such "violent braking", wherever the "Frisbee" went, it basically hit the ground.
No matter what kind of poisonous living body it is, the outside species will avoid it as much as possible. Objectively, it plays a very good role in clearing the area.
On the other hand, the internal driving area is only magnetically connected to the platform shell and is relatively independent. No matter how the entire platform rolls, it can automatically level itself in a small space, with basically no major turbulence.
So Ronan untied the safety fixation measures of the command seat, removed the wires, his eyes drooped, and he counted down silently in his mind.
The command that had been prepared in advance was activated. At this moment, the "flying disk" that was still rolling violently, its peripheral launch tube launched a total of six base "shadow mist" cans. Precisely, at least relatively accurately, it was dropped into the target area.
Above, the strong wind pressure destroyed the tank in mid-air, and the "shadow mist" scattered like snow powder, blending with the frozen air and ice mist on the glacial wasteland.
Artificial intelligence once again reminded "The countdown to fifteen breaths has begun."
"Are you sure you want to go out for homework?" At this time, Principal Beou added, "Just because the 'Boil Demon' is silent doesn't mean..."
Before Ronan could finish speaking, his body suddenly sank and he exited from the emergency exit of the command seat.
When leaving the cockpit, he confirmed that Colonel Beiou and Xie Hu were also following him.
If it were the "Five Breathing Plan", no one would have to step out of the "Frisbee". With the cooperation of the "combat team", "Specimen No. 1" would be forcibly imprisoned and brought back using non-destructive weapons. The safety would be high. However, due to the "combat team"
"Not a professional handler,
I'm not sure what problems may arise during the process, it's relatively rough.
The "15-year interest rate plan" requires professionals such as Ronan and Colonel Beou to be present in person to handle it more appropriately.
However, Colonel Beou has always believed that the extra ten breaths of time do not actually have much meaning. Regardless of whether "Specimen No. 1" is a "living corpse" or what the special characteristics of the "fire" on its chest are, it can be brought
I will study it carefully after returning to the base.
And if you stay on the frontline battlefield for ten more breaths, you may end up attracting the attention of a "coil demon" or "dream god evil" in the end - despite their ignorance, their instinct is still to be a "major" or "monarch".
"God" level, even the top team of "squad combat" at the school officer level such as the First Bureau Execution Office Combat Team, would find it difficult to withstand such an "accident".
No matter how much Colonel Beiou wanted to say, he stopped talking when the three of them came out of the "frisbee" that had not completely stopped, because it was meaningless.
Ronan knew this clearly.
In fact, he very much agreed with Colonel Beou's reasoning. A total of fifteen breaths of time, what use could it be to research and dispose of a "living corpse"?
But what he came here to do this time was not the kind of "disposal" that Colonel Beou, or even everyone, thought.
Returning to the frontline battlefield feels completely different.
The "flying disk" still swinging and rolling above the head, the colonel-level comrades silently surrounding him from the front, left, and right, and the "shadow mist" particles swirling endlessly with the cold and freezing fog around them... These can all form obvious distinctions, but Luo
Nan knew that it was not this "different".
He adjusted his breathing slightly, and the "shadow mist" particles outside him, driven by the power of his soul, expanded slightly, and then vibrated, forming ripples that spread without hesitation, mixing the target area with the cold wind and freezing air.
A base number of "shadow fog" particles are all covered, and the interference particles range from tens of millions to hundreds of billions. However, because there are certain rules close to the "field", it does not feel laborious. On the contrary, the air in the target area seems more viscous and cold.
, it was so white that the comrades in front, left, and right became blurred.
"Lieutenant Ronan, you must be careful even if there is 'shadow fog'." Colonel Beiou reminded on the communication channel.
When I came here this time, Colonel Beou basically played the role of "supervising the army." Ronan felt that Colonel Beou was obviously more suitable for this position than him.
Thinking so, Ronan did not respond, but walked towards the target he had locked step by step.