After Becoming a Little Sister

"The aftermath of the Royal Flame Halberd, not a mass-produced model, has a record, and if it has a power level—extreme output!" 』

"It's a battle, but it's good that it's not dead—where?"

"It's coming from the other side of the space rift blocked by Elovens! 』

"The whole ship is ready for a first-level battle, wake up all the dormant holy steps, and unfold the flagship's plating!"

『Commander, the logistics ship communication request is from the alchemy team! A liaison officer sitting not far from him took off his earphones: "It's the great teacher!" 』

The status of a great alchemy instructor is roughly equivalent to being the dean of a certain branch of the National Academy of Sciences, and he is still the kind who has the ability to fight with the army.

The accompanying alchemy instructor of the Third Expeditionary Expeditionary Fleet, but after the voyage, he can lead people to modify and maintain the power system of the entire fleet.

A giant of this level may not be as good as an academician, but in terms of the ability to rub the hydrogen bomb with his hands, he can barely reach the edge.

"Go—I'm Rexxar, what happened?"

"Commander, to make a long story short, I temporarily modified the flagship's power system, and with the apocalypse strike base we carry, theoretically, it can provide at least one apocalypse strike while reducing the power output by 25%. 』

"What about the limit? If you don't care about the cost, how many times can you fight?"

"Directly flush the beach as a fixed fort? 』

"It's even more extreme than that!"

"...five times - the flagship's power system was completely damaged, and the stored energy was completely exhausted. The last time, it should have squeezed out all the energy from you and me. 』

"That's enough. I have been lost for three years. I never thought that I would have five more chances to hold my opponent back." Commander Rexxar suddenly laughed.

This is a confident smile. With the ability to strike five apocalyptic strikes, even Elovens can't even think about leaving in full.

"Three years of wandering, I dare not let you drag these insignificant Neptunes back. "The great master of alchemy sighed: "Strength is confidence, but it is also a burden. 』

"Is it okay now?"

『Elovens is the crowned enemy, so no matter how high the price is, it is worth it. 』

"I've already prepared the opportunity to hit him in the face with the flagship. Even if we don't find Luluye, it's not a loss if we can find Elovens in this wave."

"Well, I will take the logistics ship there first. I have modified the energy supply and power engine of the logistics ship, which will definitely surprise him. 』

"no!"

"commander--"

"I can die, and the fleet can be sunk, but before we are all sunk, a great master of alchemy with the army can only be behind us."

"Then I will follow. 』

"No way, we are usually equal in rank, but now is wartime, and my command authority is higher than yours... The three logistics ships left behind are equipped with field hospitals and logistics support personnel, and there are people from all races. If we don't come back , then go forward at once—don't look back!"

"..."

"This is an order!"

"...Okay, I see, what about the time limit? 』

General Rexxar looked up at the giant dragons that were rapidly descending and returning from the sky, as well as the flagship that was slowly flooding and sinking after the coating was unfolded.

time limit?If an expeditionary exploration fleet faces Elovens alone, there may be a chance to retreat.

But coupled with the strange civilization and strange world on the opposite side...

This is a trap, but this is a trap that the fleet has to jump into - because the inside of the trap is the enemy!

His eyes flickered, and then he took a deep breath: "According to the 24 hours in this world, but I think if there is a real fight, the movement of the five apocalypse strikes can be seen no matter what, and Elovens can't stop it , if you see the apocalypse strike, you can also set sail immediately.

"I'll wait until you come back. 』The great master of alchemy was silent for half a second, and then repeated: "You must come back!"

"Hahaha!" Commander Rexxar laughed boldly, "Don't make it sound like we can't come back, we are the attacker!"

The dispatch manager next to him took off his earphones: "Commander, the entire fleet has been plated and is about to sink completely!"

"Has the location of the space rift been determined? What about the passing space?"

"According to the existing data, it is calculated... where Elovens is, the size of the space rift is enough for the flagship to pass through!"

"Sink!" General Rexxar said goodbye to the other side of the microphone: "I'm off to fight, what else can I say, I'll talk about it when I get back."

"The glory of wisdom lives forever. 』

"The glory of the wisdom species will last forever - the whole ship! The floating magic circle is ready to charge, to deal with the impact of different gravity environments passing through the space crack after sinking!"

"clear--"

"All the long-range projection firepower of the whole ship is ready, the target is Elovins! A salvo! Break the door-we rush out!"

"Yes!!"

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Odaiba Park

Both sides in the scuffle are gradually losing their temper at this moment, language barrier is a big taboo.

Human beings who can't communicate with each other still have a dog's brain, let alone a guy who is obviously not human.

In the Book of Genesis, it is said that God does not allow human beings to leave their positions and destroy the discipline set by God. Even angels who do not keep their positions will be imprisoned for future judgment.

In order to prevent humans from building the tower that reaches the sky, God messed up their accents overnight, making them unable to communicate with each other, and they have been scattered all over the world since then.

Babel means "chaos", and the tower whose construction is interrupted is called the Tower of Babel.

Jehovah can only attribute it to the arrogance and conceit of human beings who do not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and wrote the story of the Tower of Babel.

So what can Brother Zheng of Shu Tongwen say?It can only be a laugh.

Although the lingua franca of the Divine Grace World is the result of the Legion Commander Shu Tongwen, it is Mandarin based on the Divine Grace World language system after all, and has nothing to do with the earth, let alone Odaiba Park in this book.

The warriors in the world of divine grace looked around, all colorful monsters, ghosts and snakes, good guys, none of them could understand.

Not to mention the humans on Earth, those who knew it was an invader from another world, those who didn't know it thought it was the scene of a large-scale comic exhibition.

Well, it has to be the kind with many Fu Ruikong, why are there so many hairy ones...

The second-generation human and his werewolf partner dodged and rushed into a relatively remote corner. The latter was clutching his shoulder, bleeding profusely.

"It's not an option to fight like this, we can't grab the bridgehead at all!"

The combat plan of the scout ship is actually very simple, when the nail is rooted here, then call the fleet.

If you want to fight after the big troops come, then surround these guys, and the rooted nail of the reconnaissance ship can bloom in the middle.

If large troops want to withdraw after they arrive, they also have a place where they can settle, which is equivalent to opening up a temporary port in a certain area.

However, the reconnaissance ship never expected that the terrain in this area would be so complex, with icebergs, stagnant water, and high-rise buildings.

Secondly, I didn't expect that these opponents were not fighters, but they had medium and long-range attack methods no less than fighters.

Were they ready to ambush themselves? !

"It's weird, there are three different groups of people on the opposite side." The second-generation human of the ship looked out, and then shrank back suddenly.

On the side of his face, the corner of the wall was directly shattered by a sniper rifle from nowhere, the gravel flew, and a small bloody gash was directly opened on his cheek.

"The first batch fought with us in hand-to-hand combat. Those guys are too weak, but they have a very special healing method, that gel!"

"They all have gel, and when they found out that they were not our opponents in close-range combat, they immediately retreated. There are too many long-range support methods."

"Those with iron arms and knees?" The werewolf partner let go of his hand, and the wound on his shoulder was barely bleeding.

Even though there is no elemental energy supplement on the earth side, and it is even more "poor" than Trek's endless ocean world, this does not prevent the werewolf from relying on its strong physique to survive and still retain a certain degree of special ability.

"No! What I'm most worried about right now are those who pull the line!" The human partner wiped his face: "They must be the ones who fired this shot."

"I knew we should have long-range weapons too!" The werewolf partner slapped his thigh, frustrated: "The one that hit me with the black tube before must be the last group of people!"

"Street fighting is logically supposed to be our advantage, but the other side seems to have taken precautions early on. Have you seen that temporary barricade?"

"I see, you want to take it?"

"It can't be taken down, or it's useless to take it down. That thing should be remotely controlled. The warlock is nearby, but it's hidden."

"Tsk—"

In the beginning, it was actually the executive officer of the nearby Gao Tianyuan who fought with them, and the two sides directly engaged in close combat.

Then there is no more - Gao Tianyuan's executive officers were cut down in large numbers, perhaps adhering to the mentality of 'not expanding the situation to the point of no return', these gods who have absolute dominance in close combat The professionals were actually quite restrained in their actions, and they just rushed to eliminate the opponent's combat power.

If you use a gun as an analogy, you only hit the limbs, basically don't shoot the head, and then try to control these 'hostages' and create opportunities.

It's a pity that the original TPC had a plan for aliens, and the combat plan clearly recognized the disadvantages of melee combat, so the middle-range APEX troops and the long-range Ninth Bureau operatives stepped in, and the marines of the scout ship fought After realizing that he was under fire from a long-range attack, he had no choice but to give up the captives who were about to get his hands, forcefully break through and spread to the surrounding area, trying to snatch some buildings to serve as support points.

It stands to reason that this is also a very correct response. If you get too close to hand-to-hand combat, then turn to street fighting to weaken the opponent's long-range firepower advantage.

But the problem is that all the surrounding buildings and commanding heights are basically in the hands of the opponent, and the defense strength is getting more and more outrageous...

Even in those few large buildings similar to some kind of public venues, there are local fighters who can leapfrog ranks, what a ghost!

You rush in, and you find a warrior of your level, and you bravely raise the long sword in your hand.

Then you are chased and hacked by the opponent...

Your teammates rushed to support, and the teammate who was one level higher than you bravely stood in front of the opponent, raising the long sword in his hand.

Then you and your teammates are chased and hacked by the opponent...

Is there something wrong with this world? !

This is like a modern main battle tank swishing back to the middle of the last century, and then watching an old-timer with five pairs of wheels stand in front of you.

As long as this is a person with a normal mind, he will subconsciously feel that he must win the armored war, right?

As a result, at this time, the other party took out a star destroyer from the track—how inconvenient are five pairs of wheels!

"The Marine Corps has been broken up. If you want to join forces..."

The second generation partner of the ship said, his tone sank slightly.

If you want to forcibly meet, you can only kill regardless of the cost-run in a straight line, break through all obstacles along the way, and forcefully rush into the formation.

They can do this to this extent, and even this is one of their fighting methods. The Sword God Attacking Group of the First Human Race Legion used this method of fighting.

Ignoring all obstacles, ignoring interception and pulling, go straight to cut through the defense line, rotate the front line, and move forward without hesitation.

Relying on this kind of unreasonable one-force drop ten times, the Sword God Attack Group once pierced through 22 lines of defense of the orcs in one day.