The whip-like tail of the Blue Dragon Grand Commander-class fighter jet flashed past in the darkness, and the huge fighter formation flew away neatly like a beam of light, leaving behind the entire Plato remnant fleet that was on the verge of collapse.
Within the enemy's attack range.
"The Blue Dragon Knights have evacuated!"
Tan Lin shouted, and everyone in the command room of the third-level flagship was shocked.
The newly arrived Gaia fleet was holding their breath and preparing for a battle with the main force of the Blue Dragon Knights. Unexpectedly, such a dramatic scene happened -
The Blue Dragon Knights actually abandoned their friendly forces and evacuated the battlefield!
"God help me! This is simply..." Lancer had an expression of disbelief. At this time, the attack range was already full.
"Fire!" He waved his hand coolly, "Bombard with all your strength!"
For this Knights of Plato, who fought to the end, destruction came in an instant.
A series of dense artillery lines sloping down from the sky covered the entire White Tiger Knights fighter group.
Kalki did not receive any warning, because he had lost his flagship and frontline staff, so he was ignorant of the overall situation of the battlefield, and could only make an instinctive escape reaction at the moment when the bombardment came.
"Oh my God! What's going on?!" the group leader shouted.
They tried their best to destroy the 4th Fleet, but it was more convenient for the Gaians to bombard the White Tiger fighter group from the sky without any scruples.
Kalki was extremely shrewd and hid in the space below the remaining ships of the already crumbling Fourth Fleet, using the remaining Gaia ships as his cover, because the bombardment from above would automatically avoid the Gaia warships and only lock on the Plato Transformation Fighters.
But the bow of an exploding small frigate flew straight towards his formation out of control. He quickly passed through the angle formed by the debris and another warship like a light arrow. The angle disappeared instantly and turned into a huge explosion.
bright.
His wingmen could only scatter to both sides, and were therefore exposed to the dense line of tachyon cannons forming a matrix. They were almost caught off guard. Iansha was ejected after the fighter plane was hit, and was fortunately hit by a
Asker's fighter jet quickly recovered and protected.
Everything was filled with crazy explosions and fires. This was the craziest killing moment for mankind. The passionate Kalki gave up the strategy of hiding under the starship and directly pulled up the nose of the plane to bombard the bombardment matrix above, which was equivalent to flying the plane to face the enemy.
Intense enemy artillery fire.
Sverin immediately followed up on the flank, but almost at the same time, the neatly organized Gaia battleship rushed over parallel to their two fighter planes.
A dazzling ultra-high-energy photon cannon beam instantly illuminated the darkness, piercing the two fighter planes like a cannon beam piercing the heart with thousands of arrows.
"Oh! No!!! Kalki! Svelin!—"
Sita, who ducked to one side, witnessed with his own eyes that the two White Tiger fighter planes were hit by artillery fire lines from two directions, and screamed uncontrollably.
In an instant, the whole machine exploded.
"We have found the commander-level fighter in the White Tiger fighter group!" Beth Alcott moved her slender fingers, and she was capable of quickly transmitting the battlefield footage to the flagship's display platform.
Lancer Xu immediately gasped, and everyone was shocked. What they saw was the scene where the regimental commander-level fighter plane was penetrated by dozens of artillery lines and exploded.
"Play it backwards again! Play it slowly!"
The slow form of this fatal scene was reflected in the light brown eyes of the mixed-race child, like a flower of life bursting and dissipating in an instant.
Lancer suddenly couldn't believe his eyes, time suddenly stopped, and he seemed to be the only one in the world.
For Kalki, time became extremely slow the moment he was hit by artillery lines from all directions.
He was no longer just bleeding from the nose, but blood was bursting out of his mouth, ears, and even eyes.
The space armor instantly covered his body, but was immediately penetrated, and a stream of plasma spurted out from his chest and limbs.
When he was young, he was lying on a single bed in Bukhara in the early morning. He thought about the death of a transforming fighter pilot in space. Would it hurt? Or would it be too quick and there would be no pain at all?
How will I die?
He asked himself, stretched out his body comfortably, put his arms under his head, and showed the indifferent smile of a young man.
In the end, it turns out that he and Varuna are the same.
There was no pain, no pain at all. He could no longer see the real world in front of him. Instead, he seemed to be walking, walking out of one world at a brisk pace and entering another world, where all the happy scenes in his life were before his eyes.
emerge.
When the two fighter planes of the supreme commander and military commander exploded, almost all remaining Plato fighters and fleets suffered a devastating blow.
The "Lucky Goddess" who went out for the first battle finally began to understand the martyrdom explosion of the posture, like a burning and erupting star, and the "Kieferhuiser" who fought side by side with her also began to evacuate the entire ship in panic.
Under the fierce attack of the Gaians, one evacuation boat was flying away.
His expedition fleet was finally completely destroyed in outer space at Messier Base.
The "Auspicious Goddess" is like a dazzling golden lotus blooming in the dark space, with rays of rays of light, shining with the final beauty.
"I name you the Lucky Goddess!"
Yerou at the battleship launch ceremony that day was so unforgettable to him. She was wearing a gorgeous red dress dotted with golden stars, standing as gracefully as a lotus in the water, with shining gems between her eyebrows, and her autumn-like eyes full of love.
love for him.
Plato's most beautiful bride gently threw herself into his arms. He put on the ceremonial uniform of the Grand Master of the White Tiger Knights, and the collar badge flashed with the light of an eight-pointed star inlaid with diamonds.
This time he didn't push her away, but held her tightly in his arms.
"Yerou, you are so beautiful. We met so late. I hope I didn't take up too much of your time. Forgetting each other may be the best ending for us."
Xuanji has flowing black hair, wears red Mongolian-style clothing, and rides on a chestnut horse. She is full of youth, leaving a string of crisp laughter in her flight.
He put on his favorite Sheva robe again, because it was the most comfortable, just like chasing her on horseback, so free and unrestrained.
Under the vast snow-capped mountains, under the huge apricot tree in full bloom, there are colorful fallen flowers, and the beautiful figures of the two people are enveloped in a pink dream.
"My grand leader, I have been pursuing you! From the moment we first met, we must have met in dreams."
"I am also looking for you, the girl with long black hair in my dream, riding a horse alone through thousands of mountains and rivers, pursuing my good girl."
The two of them couldn't help but put their heads together, put their hands together, and intertwined their slender fingers.
Xuanji wore the red veil of the Qinglong Bride, her head lowered, and her shy face was more beautiful than Xinghua.
"With one heart and one mind, we will never be separated."