the end of the heavens

"No, the small number of reincarnations in the Zerg camp means that if they win this battle, everyone can get more reward points. Some powerful reincarnations like to do this."

"really!"

Russell agrees that fewer people do not mean poor strength. The reincarnated people in the human camp mainly seek stability. What is stability?

Those of average strength hold together to keep warm, just to seek stability!

People from both sides killed the sky and the earth was dark. Leaving aside the Zerg and mobile units, there are hundreds of places where the reincarnations are fighting. When will it be.

As a result, she was pulled back by Russell as soon as she got up.

"Don't worry, our tactic is to wait and see."

"If you look any further, the reward points will be robbed!"

Russell glanced at her and said meaningfully: "This is not how wars are fought. Don't treat the top leaders of the Federation as fools. They must have made big moves."

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The battlefield is changing rapidly, and when the reincarnated people on both sides are enjoying themselves, the Federation's big move comes.

Russell was watching a good show, and suddenly his sixth sense sensed the danger, and the source of the attack came from the sky. Without thinking, he pulled the two women to his side and spread his wings of light for defense.

boom!boom!boom!boom----

The dense rain of missiles fell from the sky, plowing the entire battlefield, and dazzling fireballs rose one after another. I don't know how many lives were withered at this moment.

Star low-earth orbit, hundreds of interstellar warships are suspended, ordered by the high-level federation, firepower will not leave any survivors, when the ammunition is exhausted, when to stop attacking.

The targets of the attack include the Zerg, including the reincarnation, and likewise, the Federation's own mobile forces.

If the Federation does not make a move, it will be a fatal blow. In order to eliminate the reincarnated people beyond their control, 30 human soldiers will kill as they please, and even the strategic target Zerg commander has given up.

Cold-blooded and iron-blooded, it explains what war is!

In the underground wormhole, Russell couldn't bear the violent firepower of the battleship, mainly because he was reluctant to use the power of angels for passive defense, and used the skill of digging holes to lurk into the ground, digging through several wormhole passages in a row, and came to a place that was safe for the time being in the deep hole.

Mu Xinxin opened his mind defense, and his face changed slightly after a while: "Deputy team, Jason, there is a strong energy reaction around, it is very likely to be a psychic user from the Zerg camp."

Ying Yingying immediately made a decision: "Let's go, the brain worm must be by his side, such a good opportunity can't be let go."

"Be careful with his spiritual skills, don't be controlled." Russell said from the side.

"What do you mean, you still plan to wait and see what happens?"

"The federation uses warships to flatten the battlefield, which finally has the meaning of an interstellar battlefield..." Russell pointed to the top of his head: "You are looking for brain worms to torture information, I will grab a battleship, otherwise, the federation will block the star and cut off all logistics transportation , we will never be able to leave in this life.”

Ying Yingying solemnly said: "Be careful, don't capsize in the gutter."

"It's you who should be careful. I said the ugly words just now. If you are controlled, I will not show mercy. Of course, you are different, Xinxin. If you are tricked, I will try my best to rescue you. "

After finishing speaking, the life-saving skill digging was used again, and he moved towards the ground at high speed.

Chapter 557 It's not that I don't want to, but that my ability doesn't allow it

The light wings vibrated, Russell made a detour to avoid the dense covering firepower, and made a big bend to fly to the battleship group in low earth orbit.

When flying into the atmosphere, Russell propped up an energy barrier to isolate the external pressure, and entered the deep space universe unharmed.

The power of an angel is the energy that can be called a panacea. It can be used to output and kill enemies, and it can also be used for healing and self-help. It also carries sacred attributes, and its output against dark creatures is doubled.The most important point is that in the world with a western background, using the birdman's identity as a pretense is almost invincible, and everyone has to give him a little face.

Because it was too bright, Russell was quickly scanned and located by the battleship radar, and the muzzles of the pitch-black guns were turned around, and the firepower was overturned.

The plan to sneak into the village failed, so he had to force his way through the barrier. With his powerful mobility, he let the opponent's cannon attack like a mosquito and returned without success.

Russell's target was the outermost battleship on the left side of the battleship group. Hijacking a battleship with a length of several kilometers was difficult, and he couldn't drive it alone.Coupled with the federation's iron-blooded style, it is unrealistic for the captain to be captured voluntarily, so his goal is a smaller rescue transport aircraft.

Fast speed, self-defense firepower, and the ability to drive independently for interstellar shuttles are the main reasons why Russell fell in love with it.

When the Federation withdrew its tough troops, Russell had seen this model. It was boxy like a coffin, which did not conform to his perception of spaceships. It had a subtle feeling that it would disintegrate in the atmosphere.

Don't worry about the details. The landing pods of the Federation's million-strong army are also in this style, and no one should die.

boom!boom!boom!boom----

Beams of laser light passed under his feet, the flanking firepower of the battleship group was insufficient, and Russell was far behind in terms of flexibility, so the pale covering blow seemed extremely blind under his evasion, like a random fight .

It didn't take long for Russell to get close to the target, condense the long sword of holy light, and manually opened a door on the battleship's hull.

Out of humanitarianism, he welded the original place to death with holy flames after he entered the door. The scar was not aesthetically pleasing, but it was stronger than a big hole that leaked air.

There is absolutely no need for him to do this. The star warship is a mobile fortress in the sky. When it is designed and built, there are defensive measures to deal with damage to the hull. The pressure gate that isolates the vacuum can effectively prevent secondary damage. There will be no absurdity of killing a warship with a single missile. event.

Russell had landed on a battleship before, knew its layout well, and quickly walked towards the inner apron, noticing the surveillance overhead.

Without him, float away!

When Russell opened the hole, the battleship triggered an alarm, and the captain issued a martial law order to kill the illegal armed personnel who entered the battleship on the spot.

Russell waved the long sword of light, violently cut through the gates, and entered the tarmac within 2 minutes. He was greeted by fifty motorized infantrymen with live ammunition.

The pitch-black muzzles were divided into four rows, and the corporal commanding the battle swallowed hard when he saw Russell appearing, and said harshly, "Intruders, put down the weapons in your hands, the Federation gives preferential treatment to prisoners."

Russell glanced at the long sword of holy light in his hand, loosened his five fingers and let it stick upside down on the metal ground, with the wings of light behind him spread out, as if an angel descended, and said with a smile: "In 1780, the gates of hell opened wide, Asmodeus, the king of hell, led the army of hell to invade the world, and I fought side by side with Archangel Gabriel to destroy the invading army of hell and drive Asmodeus back to hell."

Gudoo! xn

After a series of swallowing sounds, the soldiers of the mobile unit were a little guilty, and the corporal stammered: "You... what do you want to say?"

Russell said seriously: "How can I say that I am also a religious believer. Without me, there would be no human beings today. Is it really okay to point a gun at me?"

After a moment of dead silence, the soldiers of the mobile unit fell into hesitation, but soldiers took it as their bounden duty to obey orders. They did not put down their guns, and turned their attention to the person with the highest rank present, that is, the corporal.

The corporal is under a lot of pressure. He is a small captain. He is equivalent to high-level cannon fodder when he gets off the battleship. Let him make the decision, and he is not qualified to do so!

At this time, the monitoring equipment next to the wall cast a 3D stereoscopic projection, and the captain in the control room showed up. A male soldier about 50 years old, half of his face was scarred, and he was not the type to talk to at first glance.

"Put away your deceptive lies. You and I both know that religion is just belief, and myth is just myth. There is neither heaven nor hell in this world." The captain directly denied Russell's identity as soon as he opened his mouth.

Russell shrugged and threatened: "Mr. Captain, there is a price to be paid for nonsense. Can you be responsible for the lives of all the soldiers on the ship?"

"I am only responsible to the Federation!"

Russell raised his hand to hold the hilt of the Holy Light sword: "Very well, I appreciate a tough guy like you, I hope you can be tough to the end..."

"Fire!"

With the captain's order, fifty mobile infantrymen pulled the trigger, and a rain of metal bullets rained down, sweeping out thousands of rounds in the blink of an eye.