Cyberpunk: Spartan Walker

Hold on, hold on, Tony! I'll get you out right now! Aurora shouted eagerly, squatting down and stretching out her hands to lift the titanium alloy steel plate.

Rebecca rushed over to help her, Fuck, hold on!

They tried their best, but the steel plate was too heavy and the thing wouldn't move at all. Not only that, because of too much force, the sharp edge cut open Rebecca's gloves and skin, and drops of blood dripped to the ground with stinging pain.

The corridor space of the Covenant battleship was limited, so Daisy stepped forward and pulled the two of them back. Then she and Grace stood in front of the steel plate, trying to move the steel plate away.

It's moving! Avery said, and the stacked steel plates made an overwhelming creep sound. It moved back a little - and suddenly stuck again.

Cecilia's painful roar came from over there. Don't move! This thing is going to tear me apart!

Rebecca, who was standing behind the Spartan warriors, looked anxious and couldn't stop pacing back and forth, muttering: What should I do? Think of a way, what should I do?

The trapped paratrooper suddenly stopped moaning in pain, No, no! Here we come, those scumbags are not dead yet! Damn, it hurts! It could be heard that he was trying hard to suppress the pain, and the blood flowed from under the steel plate. It seeped out and soaked the boots of the two Spartans. My gun is pressed down, I can't get it! Damn it! They will definitely shoot me when they see me. I won't survive.

Rebecca heard him take a few deep breaths and fumble in his pockets. I still have some explosives in my pocket, leave me alone, I'm going to take them to hell with me!

No, no! Aurora was already sobbing. She shakily took out the miniature electric bone saw from the medical bag and started it to cut the steel plate. As soon as she raised her hand, her wrist was grabbed.

It's too late for you, and it's too late for us. Daisy said to her coldly, Respect him.

The Spartan sent the image of the dynamic detector to the heads-up display of all the hell paratroopers. Several red dots were rapidly approaching them - the same folding heads that had previously shot at them from behind.

Thanks! Thalia, but I don't need it! It's enough to have those folding heads to accompany me to hell! Cecilia screamed in pain, and a large amount of bright red blood suddenly seeped out from under the steel plate, and a series of The beep sound of the detonator being activated sounded on the opposite side of the steel plate. Back off, fucking back off! My explosives can blow these guys up into the sky!

Damn it! Rebecca gritted her teeth and hit the bulkhead with her fist.

The Spartan forcefully grabbed Aurora's shoulders and pulled her away, and the group began to retreat helplessly.

The bulkheads on both sides quickly retreated, and they turned several corners. Finally, there was a loud noise, and the scorching blazing waves almost tore them apart, plus the shaking deck - these all made up Cecilia. Funeral rock music.

Rebecca couldn't say how much she hated the Covenant before. For her, killing the aliens was not only necessary for her and Tommy's survival, but also because she felt it was quite satisfying. . But at this moment, she suddenly realized that her comrades had become some kind of profound existence. Now, she had another reason to hate the aliens - her comrades died because of them, and the friendship contained in them was ruthlessly severed. .

She swore she would take revenge, and she would kill every alien until there was no more head to rest on those filthy bodies.

Their pace slowed, and Rebecca didn't even realize how she'd gotten to the berthing bay.

Grace stopped, turned around, and said to them, or to her: Remember him, and then go, the blue team is still waiting for us.

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Time: Date Record [(Error)] Exception/Unknown Date

In the abnormal slip space bubble, aboard the captured Covenant flagship Justice.

Captain Jacob Keyes stood on the bridge of the Immortal Justice. He clung to the edge of the railing surrounding the central high-altitude platform and stared at the sea of ​​​​fire displayed on the bulkhead monitor. They were trapped in this pocket of slipspace, trapped like insects in amber, crisscrossed by plasma fire.

Enemy fire disappeared and reappeared, and the blue mist of the Slip Space was stained with crimson streaks by glowing energy beams. Pieces of melted metal and fragments of Covenant warships flew past the camera - crashing into their hulls like comets, and bursts of roars reached the bridge from the distance.

There is another danger in this blue mist: Covenant ships appear and disappear. Half of them have lost their combat effectiveness, are engulfed in a sea of ​​fire, or have their hulls broken into pieces. How many of these warships can still attack the Wushang Justice? How many more can they destroy before venturing back to regular space?

Not only that, but what was even worse was that Vice Admiral Danforth Whitcomb acted like a general and took over command of the battleship as soon as he arrived on the bridge. In fact, in order to protect his authority in front of everyone, Case did not directly contradict him. But now that the situation has eased slightly, he needs to immediately take back command of the battleship for the following reasons:

First, Vice Admiral Whitcomb may have excellent abilities in macro strategy - his past resume also proves this - but now he is directly commanding a Covenant aircraft carrier, and Case is confident that he can do it in this regard. You have to be better than him, just because he has been fighting on the front line for the past ten years;

Second, this does not conform to the structure and command principles of the UNSC Navy. Each level of the UNSC Navy has a corresponding commander and staff organization, which is responsible for operational planning, command and control, logistics support and other matters. Its command principles are assigned and executed according to tasks, responsibilities, authorities and responsibilities. Each commander They are all responsible for their own units and personnel - obviously, directly commanding subordinate warships does not comply with the above regulations;

Third, the officers on these bridges are all from the Pillar of Autumn. Earlier, they worked together on the destroyer Iroquois, during which they had weathered more than ten years of hardships. The officers trust him and are more familiar with his command style. Changing the commander temporarily will only lead to distrust and inefficient command, and everything will be messed up;

Fourth, to a certain extent, the captured Covenant flagship was used to replace the Pillar of Autumn and continue Operation Red Flag, so it only needed to obey the orders of the high command, a naval officer No authority to command them.

Cortana's small figure appeared on the holographic control device, as if she had read Case's thoughts, her eyes wandered between the two with interest.

Case took a step forward, came to Whitcomb, and said to him in a calm tone: General, no offense, but I'm afraid it's against the rules for you to give orders directly to my officers.