Don't treat Omega as a man [Interstellar]

Due to the destruction of the mech, Gerald replaced the flying machine with the help of the supply team and led the soldiers to attack the enemy warship.

Shirley has 20 people under her command, all wearing "armors" made of liquid materials. The shielding nets issued from her hands can easily push the shells aside, and this is only the basic purpose of liquid mechas.With the help of Omega soldiers, they successfully repelled the enemy and took down the flank stronghold.

But the troops in the neighboring galaxy were running fast as usual. After weighing the pros and cons, Gerald ordered to stop the pursuit, leaving some people to stick to the stronghold, and he led the other soldiers to rush back to join the First Prince.

Three hours have passed since the start of the war, and the enemy has begun to show obvious impatience, which is a good thing for the empire.Thinking of this, Gerald, who had almost fallen into the hands of the enemy just now, gradually relaxed.

The hatch behind him opened, and Shirley walked in.

Gerald was distracted while paying attention to the flight path, and looked at Shirley who walked beside him with a strange look.It has to be said that wearing this material on a person is like transforming the person. Gerald worked very hard not to ask that question—do you still do biological experiments?

Shirley glanced at him lightly and said, "This is a liquid protective suit."

"It's more like a new type of weapon." Gerald snorted habitually, then realized that she had saved him just now, paused, and said in a soft voice, "Human body modification mecha?"

"It's not transformation, it's protection and strengthening." Shirley said, "Today is the first actual combat test."

She leaned down and pointed at the map, "You flew off."

"From behind, we have enough manpower to fight encirclement."

Shirley nodded and stopped talking.

Standing in front of the console, Gerald tried his best to cast his eyes on the space in front of him, but he couldn't ignore the person standing beside him no matter what.The conversation just now may have been the most peaceful time between the two of them since they met. Perhaps because of the war, the conflict between individuals subconsciously faded away, leaving only a touch of embarrassment pervading the small flying machine. .

Gerald confirmed the order to the other soldiers again, then turned to Shirley, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

Shirley waved to him, and there was a fleeting smile on the corner of her mouth where he couldn't see.

The war has been going on for a long time, and neither side has the intention of giving in.After all, the empire was the main battlefield, and he had a lot of confidence. The eldest prince had to ensure the morale of his own soldiers while ensuring that he would not be at a disadvantage.So when the Pro Galaxy began to slow down the frequency of attacks, the eldest prince also took advantage of the situation and ordered the soldiers on the front line to take a rest.

Ansel quietly followed Eldest Prince Alex, not leaving every step.

"They can't attack hard for a long time," the First Prince said in the channel, "This war won't last until tomorrow."

"Please don't underestimate the enemy. Since they have the guts to invade, they must have the confidence to defeat us." Ansel reminded calmly.

The First Prince clicked his tongue lightly and impatiently.

"Are you in a hurry?" Ansel asked.

"..." The eldest prince paused, "Daikel's semester is coming to an end, I have to clean up these matters before he goes home."

Hearing his slightly dissatisfied tone, Ansel couldn't help but chuckle.

"What a good brother." He said softly.

In a place where no one could see, the always calm and calm First Prince coughed lightly, and the tips of his ears turned red unconsciously.

Ansel took the initiative to change the subject, "They know that we will fight a protracted war, so they must be prepared. Be careful that Philip provides them with support."

"The remnants of the defeated army still have the nerve to provide support to others, what a joke." The eldest prince sneered, and said, "Tell your people to get ready, the next attack will be led by you."

"Yes." Ansel replied quickly.

While sending a signal to the vanguard of Unit Zero, he studied the combat methods of the Proximity System Troops.Just as he thought, the Pro galaxy was not particularly anxious to make a fast attack, nor did they leave much room for a tug-of-war. They seemed to be waiting for an opportunity.It was this feeling that made Ansel feel a little uneasy.

What kind of timing is it that makes people in a galaxy feel that they can defeat an empire that is stronger than them? What gives them confidence?

Ansel thought of Laerta.

That was the mecha that Don Kerry made for him with full confidence. When Laerta was built, the expression on Don Kerry's face was unstoppable joy.Until now, Ansel still remembered that expression, and he couldn't read it wrong. No matter what others said, Ansel still believed in Don Kerry.

Even if that guy is dead, even if the fact of Laerta's escape is right in front of him.

Ansel trusted Don Kerry even more than others thought. This is not something that can be changed by one or two accidents, and even Ansel himself was extremely surprised.

There must be something behind this that they can't discover. As the commander of the army, Ansel can't leave the battlefield to study Laerta clearly, so he can only pin his hopes on Ren who doesn't know where he is.

I hope Ryan can help him figure out the truth behind it.

Ansel looked at the enemy soldiers flying towards them again, and he clenched the joystick of the mech with both hands, thinking this way.

The plan to seize the humanoid machine is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Due to the injuries on his body, Sheng Qingyu was unable to move around a lot, and this difficult task fell on Ren and Arastu.The liquid mech Alasto was divided into two, one continued to serve as a wall to ensure that the air in the back compartment would not be lost, and the other followed Ren to sneak attack the humanoid machine flying at the end.

Half of Arastur became only one head taller than Ren, and looked more like a human being. Ren looked at the one in front of him, and then at the one behind him that turned into a wall, and asked very tangled, " You two, who is in charge?"

"You're asking who has intelligence, aren't you?" Arastur said. "All the intelligences are with me, and the others, including those who remain at the base, are under my orders."

Hearing what it said, Ren breathed a sigh of relief.He was a little afraid that all the scattered liquid mechs would have intelligence, so that Laerta would not be needed, and Alastu [-], [-], and [-] could fight over who was the host.

Alastur led him to the edge of the flying ship, and when he was ambushing, he suddenly said to Ren, "This is why our appearance will be opposed."

No one knows whether such mechs have intelligence higher than human beings, and no one knows who controls them. If there is a riot, the consequences will be disastrous.

Sometimes, technophobia is not without reason.

Ryan asked, "Are you here of your own volition?"

Alastur thought for a while and said, "It's because Ansel asked me to do this, so I chose to come here. He sent a request to me, and I made a choice."

It sounds more human in this way.

Ren smiled at Alastor, jumped out of the ambush point, and landed precisely on the target's head.

Since it was the last humanoid machine, there was no guard behind it, so Ren could easily follow it in the blind spot of its sight and wait for the opportunity.

Sheng Qingyu in the back warehouse quickly tapped the electronic screen with one hand, "The directional shielding can only last for ten seconds, tell me when you are ready."

"Can you block his siren?" Even in space, Ren still unconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "If he sounds the siren, it will be over."

Sheng Qingyu said, "Yes. But the time will be shortened to eight seconds."

"no problem."

"...start the countdown."

Sheng Qingyu pressed the timer in the communication, and the beeping sound of the countdown spread throughout the channel.

Ren took a deep breath, grabbed the back waist of the doll machine with both hands, kicked his feet hard, and rolled up.

With the blessing of liquid materials, Ren passed through the scrapped security system in only five seconds, arrived at the operating cabin, and stunned the unsuspecting mech soldiers.

This guy has a very strange face, he should be a low-level soldier on the Grand Duke's side, he may not have even participated in the drill a few times, his face turned pale when he saw Ren come in, Ren only punched him twice and knocked him unconscious past.Ren was still a little uncomfortable with how things went so smoothly, but after hearing Sheng Qingyu's warning sound in the headset, he immediately left the man aside and sat on the safety seat.

There were voices of other people asking in the channel of the humanoid machine, and Ren skillfully entered the confirmation sentence on the electronic screen, telling others that "everything is normal" here.

After doing all this, Ren said to Sheng Qingyu in disbelief, "The mecha soldiers here have no actual combat capabilities."

"Because they don't need to participate in the battle." Sheng Qingyu said, "Everything only needs to be controlled by Lalta. They are only responsible for sharing the pressure for Lalta now. When it comes to the battlefield, it will be Lalta's world."

"What should I do now, continue to grab the next one?"

"No." There was a rustling voice from the other side of the channel, it seemed that Sheng Qingyu stood up from the ground, "I'm going into the flying ship, you can use that mecha, the rest, Alastu Go grab it."

"Your injury..." Ren was a little worried.

"no problem."

When the communication was interrupted for a while and then turned on again, Sheng Qingyu had safely circled into the flying ship from the outside.I don't know if it was Laian's intentional design. The real entrance and exit are not blocked at all. Ordinary special forces only need to spend a little effort to sneak in.

Rennes had to feel that they really trusted Laerta too much, and they didn't seem to have thought about what to do if something went wrong.

Or, they have enough confidence that Laerta will never go wrong.

Sheng Qingyu walked through the abandoned rooms and came to the main control room again.

"Hit the watchtower," he said to Ren.

Ren turned the direction of the mech without hesitation, circled around above the flying ship from behind, opened the weapon device, and aimed at the observation deck.

"Hit." Sheng Qingyu said briefly.

As soon as the words fell, the shells had already shattered the outer wall of the watchtower.

There was a commotion in the channel, Ren turned around to the other side of the flying ship, and before the others came over, he fired another shot at the observation deck!

"Next!" He shouted at Sheng Qingyu amidst the huge roar.

"The grocery room on the first floor! Below that is the power source, and the cannon barrel is two centimeters down!"

Wren complied, and there was another loud explosion.

The flying ship was shaking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon returned to calm.

In the channel, Sheng Qingyu panted slightly, and said in a low voice, "Be careful, it's going out."

The observation deck that was blown up once again exposed the interior of the flying ship to a vacuum. Alastor's clone quickly clung to the outer wall of the flying ship and merged with the main body. Ren saw that in the huge hole, Laerta Climbed out, stood on the flying ship, and looked around in a posture of looking down.Ren's mecha, which was flying in an improper position, immediately caught its eyes.

Lalta slowly turned his gaze to Rennes.Ren gritted his teeth, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Come on," he raised the cannon barrel for the third time, pointed it at Laerta's face, and murmured, "Let's settle it."