The clone pilot of the No. 333 Z fighter with a nuclear bomb no longer looked at the scattered debris, but flew his own fighter into the subtle flaws he fought for with his companions with their precious lives.
Suddenly, the airtight barrage of the airtight barrage became sparse due to the angle problem.
Although at this time, his magic defense barrier energy had run out, the energy remaining indicator light was flashing with a red warning light.
"You're dead!" He murmured in a low voice, aiming at the target with his sight, and then prepared to drop the bomb and give the other party a fatal blow.
At this moment, his oxygen alarm suddenly rang, and he could clearly feel that the pressure in the cockpit he was in seemed to be not very correct.
Because his flight suit, that is, the spacesuit that protects him, is working automatically, adding pressure to the inside, this means that the cockpit outside the spacesuit is in a state of gas leakage.
The number of sensors placed inside this small combat spacecraft is actually limited, and this limited number of sensors cannot accurately detect the location of subtle gas leakage.
Moreover, as a pilot who has been fixed in a narrow cockpit, he has no chance to troubleshoot or inspect and investigate on this battlefield full of artillery fire.
Therefore, once there is a leakage, you can generally insist on flying back to your aircraft carrier, and then inspect and repair it.
Obviously, this time, the air leakage was not a simple failure. The pilot of No. 333 speculated that his landline was probably hit by the enemy's artillery just now.
It is actually not easy to say how to hit it. It may be that the wreckage of the wingman that was hit just now penetrated the outer shell of the spacecraft, or it may be that other energy groups directly hit him.
Anyway, things got tricky, and when he noticed the leak, the sensor in another fuel tank also started to call the alarm.
"Fuel reserves are reduced! Fuel reserves are reduced! Fuel reserves are abnormal! Fuel tank pressure is abnormal!" The sound of the alarm sounded in his ears, which made people extremely irritable.
"Damn..." He cursed in his heart, and then adjusted a backup computer on the side to the self-test mode.
"The tail attitude engine failed to detect...the internal pressure is abnormal...the fuel tank pressure is abnormal...the self-sealing system may have abnormal operation..."
A series of feedback made him feel that he was really unlucky. He looked at the side again. The battle in the distance was still going on, and the enemy's artillery fire was still as dense and fierce as a fishing net.
"Huh!" He let out a long breath, blew the tears floating in the transparent mask onto the glass, and then pushed the joystick in his hand hard.
Instead of changing the route, he rushed straight towards the target that was close to him with the nuclear bomb.
"Go to die!" he shouted maniacly, and after reaching the extreme speed, he pressed the button to drop the bomb.
The armor-piercing nuclear bomb ignited and then rushed straight to the target. The No. 333 carrier-based aircraft did not pull up, followed behind the nuclear bomb and collided with the huge Decider battleship.
"Boom!" His spaceship hit the shell of the Decider Battleship, exploded directly, turning into a ball of fireworks.
This explosion is as important as a tickling ship to the Deciders.
However, after a few seconds, the nuclear bomb completely embedded in the shell detonated, and the scene immediately became different.
The huge explosion instantly melted the thick shell around it, and one side of the Decider Battleship was pulled out by the explosion force.
The shell was twisted and torn apart, and the inner cabin was squeezed and deformed, eventually the explosion swallowed the entire side of the warship.
Countless broken fragments drifted on the battlefield, and behind these fragments, an identical ruling warship rushed over without slowing down!
Yes, the enemy has no intention of slowing down! Their idea is very simple, cut into the defense line of the Iran Hill Empire fleet and tear down all visible targets!
"Don't worry about those annoying flies! Destroy their fleet directly! As long as the fleet is finished, those flies will die by themselves!" Sorens, who was in charge of the command, waved forward, and tens of thousands of warships joined the charge array.
He didn't have to care about the lives of these subordinates at all, because being able to die for God's will is definitely a great glory for the guardians!
To inherit this glory, sacrifice is a necessary process! Death may not be a sublimation or a relief for the guardians.
Each of them has lived in this world for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years. Most of the time they are sleeping, as long as they are not awakened, they will sleep all the time.
Even themselves could not tell whether they were dead or fell asleep again.
Moreover, the energy that drives them comes from God, so no matter how many warships they have or how terrifying their troops are, they are just the power given to them by God.
As soon as the war is over, most of these weapons will be wiped out and will be directly eliminated.
Therefore, every battle, the guards will not be stingy with their troops. Just as these warships were picked up for nothing, no one made a heartache expression, as if it was an insignificant thing to invest these troops.
Of course, this time they invested ten, hundred times or even thousands of times of the troops, and they still did not feel sorry for them! Because, just before this battle started, Sorens and all the senior guards heard the voice of God!
That’s right! It’s the God who gives them infinite power! The God who chooses them as their watchdogs! The God who is so boring!
I don’t know why, after deliberately delaying for a few days, God provided some of the information he obtained to the guards.
His voice rang in the ears of these guardians, telling them a terrible fact: "If you do not launch effective attacks, you may lose this war!"
This is God’s warning! As a believer of God, it is impossible for the guardian to put such warning aside casually.
Therefore, the guards immediately assembled their troops and dispatched almost all their troops, choosing to launch such a thunder strike that would do their best today!