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Chapter 29 The Strong Black Pot

When leaving, Fisher also deliberately cleaned up the information that might expose him, and removed all the processors of those robots, even the ones that were dismantled into scrap iron by the magnetic field of the gravity grenade and flew over. However, Fisher directly screwed the former's head off.

"Sorry, come here, thank you for your sacrifice!" Fisher carefully ran out of the hangar with his weapon in hand. Just as he opened the door that was powered off due to the explosion, Fisher saw a small hunting dog. The J-robot crawled over grumblingly.

"Damn it!" Fisher raised his hand and shot without thinking, blowing up the hunting robot. This thing has a full charge of one kilogram. Once it explodes, it will not be a problem for everyone within ten meters to die suddenly. Not to mention that its microcomputer will guide the robot to crawl quickly towards the nearest enemy.

"Isn't this going too fast?" Fisher turned back and flashed back to the hangar door, then took out the em1 plasma rifle from the subspace and was about to start welding the door.

You must know that according to the boarding training that Fisher received when he was a fourth-class person, they were just clean people in each cabin, instead of bombing or smashing in the battleship like these few stunned youths, and forced to open A straight road.In this regard, he can only choose to avoid the edge temporarily. Anyway, there is a small door on the third floor of the hangar, which is used to enter and exit the personnel on duty. Of course, the soldiers in charge of this meeting have been transferred out of their posts.

After welding the gate to death, Fisher casually dropped two directional blast mines, and then Fisher activated the propulsion device of his combat uniform and jumped up to the corridor on the third floor.

"Talk!" Fisher had just jumped up, when there was a loud bang from the door of the hangar, the alloy fireproof door protruded a large piece as if hit by a rhinoceros, and there were several rounds of fvck and other curses The sound came from the gap.

"Sorry buddy, the party's over!"

Picking up the butt of the gun and smashing down the decoder on the side, Fisher will pull out the wire and overload the access control, the sound of collisions downstairs is still going on, maybe because they are tired of knocking to open the door, the unsa commando who broke the door replaced it with a thermite bomb, The sizzling sparks quickly burned the entire gate into molten iron.

"Friends, don't fire, the enemy is behind!" Fischer spent a lot of effort on the top before pulling open the gate that was locked due to overload. As a result, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more than a dozen people poured in from the long corridor. A soldier of the Martian Marine Corps, he shouted hastily in fright.

The Martian soldier who was about to shoot immediately shouted loudly: "Don't shoot, friendly troops are approaching!"

"Sir, are you all right, where is the enemy?" After Fisher rushed through the blockade, an officer immediately asked.

"They are breaking through the gate of the hangar. There are a lot of people. There are assault robot troops. I only have time to weld the gate!" Fisher urged the psionic energy in his body, forced himself to sweat, and then turned to the officer with a very sad expression. cried.

"It's too fast, there are still our fighter jets in the hangar! That's the latest experimental model!"

Fisher's attitude of worrying about the country and the people made the Marine Corps officer feel emotional. They all said that the Marine Corps only wanted to die, and the Air Force only wanted to fly. But the heaviest work is done by the Marine Corps, but now looking at the smoky look on Fisher's armor, and the expression of guilt on his face because he did not salvage the national property, the Marine Corps soldiers In awe.

"Brothers, follow me, get back the experimental machine, go!" The Marine Corps officer gave Fisher an expression of handing everything over to me, then picked up a titan energy machine gun, and rushed into the corridor in the first place.

Fierce gunfire rang out again, and the Martian soldiers, inspired by Fisher's spirit, rushed towards the UNSA Special Forces without fear of death. The firepower was so fierce that Reyes had to choose plan b.

"Retribution, we are suppressed, blow up the armor and let the jackal enter!"

"Got it! Be careful!"

Just when the soldiers and robots of the Martian Marine Corps surrounded Reyes and the others, and were about to launch the final attack, there was a dull explosion sound from the thick explosion-proof deck door outside the hangar, and the entire battleship shook violently. .

"Activate the magnetic boots!" Reyes yelled, and the next second, the deck door exploded, and a violent airflow almost instantly ejected the Martian soldiers caught off guard from the gap in the hangar, and the entire decompression state lasted for nearly After 30 seconds, until the hangar became a vacuum, a Jackal fighter jet that had switched flight status flew in through the gap.

The vector ion engine at the rear of the cockpit of the Jackal fighter spewed out blue flames, and the two 30mm cannons aimed at the corridor on the third floor of the hangar. up.

"Back!" The terrified Martian soldier shouted in the communicator and wanted to retreat, but the comrades behind him and the magnetic boots on his feet made his movements less flexible, and he only had time to turn his head.

The 30mm high-explosive shaped energy armor-piercing projectile is like a plow knife across the medicine tank, smashing the soldiers inside to pieces, and the broken limbs and splashed blood are instantly frozen. The last thing these soldiers see is their companions. A cold face.

Tactical literacy cannot be compensated by the number of people. The Eighth Fleet is expanding too fast. Almost all experienced marines delivered food in the moon raid. Now the marines on each battleship also need a small number of officers and non-commissioned officers. I have actually been on the battlefield and know how to face various situations, but unfortunately, those elites on the Poseidon either died in a surprise attack or were sucked out of space. For those veterans who have fought many battles, they are like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

It's just that the survivors on the half-disabled Poseidon did not expect that the Retribution did not destroy the Poseidon, which was on the verge of disintegration, but quickly seized the fighter jets in the hangar. Evacuated the airspace.

"Why did they leave?" A damaged control soldier who was hit by the collision asked curiously.

"Because our reinforcements have arrived!" Fisher's eyes were fixed on the airspace next to Poseidon. After a large number of arcs flashed, the majestic figure of Mount Olympus almost filled the entire window.

"Search and rescue survivors, clean up the battlefield, and clean up the wreckage of the warship!" Fisher looked around, and it seemed that he had become the highest-ranking person on the Poseidon. As for the captain and his staff, they were already on board the Retribution. In the first wave of strikes, he accompanied the bridge to a space odyssey.

"Sir, urgent orders, Admiral Saren Couch wants to see you!"

　The plagiarism report is finished today, and as soon as it is printed tomorrow, I should be fine after graduation, right?

　　

　

(End of this chapter)