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Chapter 210 The defenders of Ketuo are at the end of their ropes

 Everything fell into the darkness of late night. After being sucked into the burning wreckage of the spirit boat, the giant whirlpool disappeared and the sea returned to calm.

It was as if nothing had happened, and only the temple pillars of the "Forgotten Ruins" stood quietly in the distance, like black silhouettes against the background of the dim and red sea and sky.

"Ahir... you are a soldier who puts honor above life, but after your death, what you spent your life protecting... is nothing but ashes."

Aurora, under the transparent black gauze, frowned in pain and lowered her head helplessly. She witnessed that after her husband's death, powerful ministers immediately began to compete for positions. The Platonic system could not tolerate a trace of human weakness and incompetence, and would always only screen out the strong.

who.

"Madam, don't be too sad. The Defense Angel and you are connected by blood because of our many descendants. Reproduction is sacred." The female nurse comforted her in a soft voice.

Aurora looked at the auburn-haired female caregiver with slight surprise.

The state funeral of the Ashir defense officer was hurriedly ended in an unsuccessful sneak attack by the Gaians. The biggest impact of the sudden death of a political figure is the sudden imbalance of the power levers of the political balance. In a place like Plato, everything is calm on the surface, but in fact there is a turbulent undercurrent.

In the system, it will be like the imbalance of a particle, setting off a cosmic storm.

At the Ceto base, which is 7,900 light-years away, the Gaia United Fleet brazenly broke through the two lines of defense composed of the Knights and the fleet, and directly launched a thunderous and crazy attack on the Ceto base.

Originally, the Platonians believed that a mixed formation of two knights could withstand the attack of the Gaia fleet. This was changed by the investment of the latest mobile cannon Rolla-119 in space close combat and the first use of the "Red Dragon Knights" deformed fighter group.

He made his debut and was caught off guard.

The two knights "White Tiger" and "Xuanwu" experienced an unprecedented defeat. The huge 4,500-plus transforming fighter planes composed of two captains and four deacons were beaten to the point where only two young deacons were left.

Leading hundreds of fighter planes on the outer surface of the Keto base, they are engaged in a final battle with the huge combined fleet group.

"Area H49 was destroyed by the Gaians, with heavy losses! Artillery needs to be replenished!"

"Oh God! How can we have so many people! We have added 20,000 artificial intelligence artillery units, why is it not enough!"

"Quick! Quick! Quick!"

The command room and soldier passageway deep underground in the base were in chaos. Even hundreds of meters above the ground, you could feel slight tremors.

The Plato soldiers coming and going in the passage, as well as the sudden darkness after the lighting failed and then became bright again, all of this added to the tension.

Not far away, at the end of the corridor on the other side is the underground medical station. In the small medical stations inside, countless medical robots are using their busy arms to surround the wounded in a coil shape and rapidly performing surgical operations. In the space age,

Highly developed battlefield surgery has turned rescuing the wounded into a job of repairing robots.

"Ulster... Captain, you're awake."

Ulster opened his eyes in a daze, and the final battle scene was still flashing in front of his eyes. A Gaia "Red Dragon" fighter jet that started the self-destruction program flew towards him, and then was hit. After it escaped, a burst of artillery fire was like

A shining light flashes in front of my eyes——

Everything is so fast, almost happening instantly.

"How do you feel?" His caring waiter Lomuwa has always been by his side to accompany him.

"...Where am I? Keto?" Ulster tried his best to stare at the young man in front of him. His eyes were still blurred by the drugs. Lomois, a blond boy who was not old enough to hide his emotions, smiled slightly.

His curly blond hair gathered on both sides of his face, and his angelic face showed deep worry.

"This is one of Keto's underground medical centers." An Asian female military doctor from the "Tenth Fleet" on the side quickly came over with a smart medical assistant to check on his condition, and quickly operated on the side screen.

Use the medical bed to automatically inject medicine for him.

"All our medical staff have been working continuously for 20 hours. We cannot have a male military doctor for you. Please forgive me, commander."

"I don't care..." The leader tried to move his body. He vaguely remembered that his left arm was hit by Gaia's charged particle cannon, followed by a burst of unbearable severe pain. "My right hand... is still

You can move."

"We used the latest cell remodeling technology to repair your entire right arm. Commander, you are very lucky. If this had happened a year ago, you would have been amputated now."

The leader looked at this seemingly hot and powerful woman. She spoke in a very soft voice and looked quite tired. During the busiest times, Plato's medical staff used special medicines to keep working, and the medical staff were also steel-like.

Warrior.

"Oh, thank you..." Ulster struggled to sit up, trying to raise his right hand to check the injury himself.

The female military doctor's dark eyes widened and she watched in surprise as the regimental commander sat up. The medical bed could automatically recognize the patient's body consciousness and adjust it automatically. The White Tiger Knight's physical recovery ability was simply amazing.

"At that time, all the energy of the shelling was concentrated on your arm. Even though it was protected by the space armor, your right arm was actually shattered, just like being completely crushed by a lathe."

While listening to the medical robot's soft explanation, Ulster looked at his right arm. To the naked eye, the new arm looked perfect. Except for being slightly pink in color, it was exactly the same as his original hand.
"The color will also change to normal skin color after 12 hours." The intelligent robot explained, "Everything will be exactly the same as before the injury."

The leader tried the slightest finger movement and everything was perfect.

"But you can't do any combat movements for a month, and you can't hold almost anything. You have to use your left hand to do things." The female military doctor warned him sternly, "Okay! I have to go to other wards."

After saying that, she hurried away, followed by her medical intelligent assistant.

The leader instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, but found that Lomuwa looked worried. He was originally a carefree young man.

"Is the war situation urgent?" he asked softly.

But before the head attendant could speak, suddenly the ceiling, floor, walls... the entire space where the medical center was located shook violently. This made Lomuwa, who was standing, almost fall. The leader quickly stretched out his left hand to help him.

Live.

"Phew...I almost used my right hand." He breathed a sigh of relief.

"We lost 90% of our knights..." Lomois said directly.

"Is Devadatta commanding from the front?"

"No, Deacon Devadatta has just finished the operation and has not yet woken up."

"Nakula is directing, right?"

"He can hardly hold on any longer... Everyone who can take off has already gone to fight. I am the only one accompanying you."

Ulster's blue eyes widened in horror, and he lay weakly on the medical bed, his limbs limp. He suddenly felt that there were flying mosquitoes in front of his eyes, and he could not see clearly at all.

"How long can we hold on?" the leader asked softly, with cold sweat covering his sculptural face.


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