"Old man, it's my turn now. Only a life that can fight is meaningful."
Falcon looked at Ruan Xiongfeng who had broken his arm over there, smiled casually, and then strode out.
"You're kidding me about your body. Even if I break my arm, I'm better than you."
The bald man pushed the Tyrannosaurus away, roared at Falcon's back, stepped forward and clasped the opponent's shoulders.
"Big Thunder Owl is not here, so just stay here. Whether it works or not, I, Falcon, have never lowered my head in my life."
"...I won't even die."
Falcon's face was just like his rough face, with indescribable heroism and freedom.
"Fuck!" The old man Ruan Xiongfeng's eyes instantly turned red.
"Comrades from Feilong..."
Suddenly, a plain greeting came from the loudspeaker overhead.
The two of them were stunned at the same time.
"Qi Longxiang?"
Ruan Xiongfeng frowned.
…
[The hiding place is the main ship of positional warfare, and the escape probability is less than 25%].
[The Flying Dragon is a special space assault ship with a 40% escape chance. If the engine is damaged, the chance is reduced by 5%.]
【The optimal plan is determined.】
He glanced at the Tianxun next to him and picked it up casually.
"I am Qi Longxiang, and the assault route has been transmitted. I am here to help you, and I hope the victory lasts forever."
After finishing speaking, this young man, whose face showed no panic at any time, stared straight ahead with neither sadness nor joy.
Thirty-six pipelines flew up and connected to the brain at the same time.
[Hidden Land] Secret skill Sky Mire, activated.
A ball of energy burst out in an instant, and the eighth-level battleship was hidden. At this moment, under the control of Qi Longxiang, he directly launched the battleship's ultimate secret skill without any hesitation.
The sky was instantly rendered into earthy gray, and the air was extremely thick.
The engines of all ships and mechas of the Red Domain Team instantly extinguished their engine luster.
The engine is subject to strong interference and the recovery time is 8 seconds.
In the cockpit of the quasi-demon machine [Blood Demon], the Red Devil's eyes quickly turned cold.
There was an evil look on his face.
"[Folding Ruler]!"
…
Qi Longxiang looked at the light curtain calmly.
Anyone who can win 10 seconds is a victory at this stage.
However, when he lowered his head and saw the unmoving Feilong on the light screen behind him, he frowned.
The Flying Dragon... did not move.
"Why don't you move?" Until this moment, Qi Longxiang's expression and tone had not changed at all.
When he is on the verge of battle, he can be called the coldest man in the world.
"I, Falcon, will never let my teammates block guns in my life!" Falcon's rough face squeezed directly in front of the light screen, where he blushed and roared.
"It's meaningless, Major General Falcon, you are really not a qualified soldier."
Qi Longxiang expressionlessly cut off the communication signal with Falcon, and directly connected to the control room of Feilong.
"Team S, don't let Tibet's sacrifice be meaningless."
Sitting in the cockpit with a struggling expression, Tsubasa heard these words, gritted his teeth, and grabbed the communicator.
"Colonel Qi! Take care!"
Yi, a thin young man, had tears in his eyes at this moment. He certainly knew what Qi Longxiang meant.
He also knows what his boss is thinking.
But as Qi Longxiang said, if you really stay, then the final outcome will be that everyone will die together, and then all sacrifices will be meaningless.
[The Flying Dragon enters dark wing mode and prepares to make a forced space jump.]
At this moment, just as Qi Longxiang expected, the Feilong activated its special assault mode.
The Flying Dragon, which comes and goes without a trace, does not have the firepower and defense of a ninth-level battleship, but it has mobility that exceeds that of a conventional ninth-level battleship!
There was a loud explosion around the Feilong that was stuck in the cliff. At this moment, the whole ship was ablaze.
Suddenly rushed towards the sky.
At this moment, just 6 seconds have passed since the Tibetan Sky Mire was activated.
However, just when the sky fell into an eerie calm, a fifteen-meter-tall brown mecha standing next to the [Blood Demon] mecha suddenly began to move strangely.
It actually... moved!
This mecha has a shape of flying wings on its back, like a pair of overlapping... folding rules!
The shaped flying wings suddenly stretched into a straight line.
The gray mist around the mecha instantly collapsed.
This mecha was originally the least conspicuous among the four mechas, but at this moment it exploded with astonishing momentum.
He grabbed the unfolded flying wing with his right hand and swung it forward.
In an instant, with a clicking sound of locking and opening, the flying wings split into pieces of pedals and stood up in the sky, turning into huge plane mirrors.
The brown mecha suddenly jumped up...
boom!
Amidst the strong surge of air, the entire mecha instantly turned into a stream of brown light and hit the first plane mirror.
At this time, a magical scene happened. The brown streamer actually reflected on the mirror like light, and instantly bounced towards the second plane mirror at a faster speed.
Whoosh whoosh!
The winding lightning-like trajectory instantly tore the sky apart.
A brown vortex appeared behind the Tibetan battleship in less than half a second.
"Military God Qi Longxiang is nothing more than that! Is this all he can do? Haha."
A cold voice echoed in the sky.
A bright torrent of light suddenly lit up on the chest of the brown mecha.
It was like glass shattering in the air.
boom!
The Flying Dragon, which had just turned into a shadow of flames, was instantly knocked out of its jump state, and this time it crashed directly through a towering peak.
All members of the Feilong jumped up from their seats, and the warning lights flashed crazily, lighting up the ship in red.
Two fiery sniffs spurted out, and the veins in Falcon's neck popped out. He raised his foot and kicked open the forcibly locked hatch. Regardless of his abdominal wound, he suddenly jumped out.
"You bastard, can my Eagle Emperor be afraid of a bastard like you today!?"
[Folding Ruler] Spread the palm of your right hand to the side, and the lenses split in the air are instantly put into your palm to form a silver ruler whip.
Lift it high and wave forward heavily.
The silver whip shadow was chopped off instantly.
The three hundred and twenty-seven particle cannons on the side of the Zangdi let out a shocking roar at this moment.
boom!
The terrifying recoil shook the ship nearly three meters flat.
Energy flames exploded out of thin air.
Inside the bridge, Qi Longxiang raised his five fingers with one hand wide open and his eyes were cold.
The current time is...8 seconds.
The gray swamp color in the sky began to be forcibly destroyed by some force.
[Folding Ruler] The figure of the mecha flashed out from the blazing flames.
In the cockpit, there was an ugly man with silver hair and facial veins winding like earthworms, with cold eyes.
"Since you are blocking it, I, Salmenkar, will help you!"
The figure of the folding ruler instantly appeared in a strange mirror image in another part of the sky, and then the ruler whip in his hand was swept hard.
boom!
The armor on the back of the huge Zangdi exploded into a wave of flames as high as fifty meters.
All the muddy gray in the sky disappeared.
At this moment, all restrictions on the Red Domain Team were lifted!
"With just a battleship, what kind of waves can you make?"
[Folding Ruler] He raised his right hand high again, and the ruler whip instantly turned into a straight steel sword, and he thrust it down hard.
boom!
An engine on the flank was instantly destroyed.
A shocking slash mark appeared on the side of the battleship.
This position, if you continue to cut it, is the bridge of the Tibetan area.
A perverted flush flashed across Salmenkar's face.
Raise your right hand high again!
The folding ruler steel sword reflects gray luster in the sun...
From the distant sky, a sound wave violently split apart.
arrive……
Mu Fan raised his eyes and looked forward, then his brows suddenly became cold.
That huge brown battleship... he was too familiar with it.
The flagship of Qi Longxiang’s invincible division, the eighth-level battleship [Tibet]!
And that entire blood-red fleet with a ferocious aura...