too late, organism

This gang of losers splashed expensive 800mm caliber tungsten alloy fusion armor-piercing bullets like water from a gardener's watering hose. Thirty shots from this thing were equivalent to a frigate being shot out.

There are also space torpedoes. Those technical boys and tech masters in the Academy of Engineering who can hold neutron stars in their brains, in order to allow these big guys to easily penetrate the shield and increase the hit rate as much as possible, a simplified version is installed on these space torpedoes. The hyperdrive acts as a propulsion and locking device.

At the stage of the space torpedo project approval, when the design team was having a headache about what technology to use to solve the hit problem of the space torpedo, a passerby who was thinking about how to make a strong enough energy pipeline group for the next generation hyperspace engine of the Academy of Physical Sciences, suddenly I remembered the principle of the hyperspace engine, which is to go from one massive celestial body to the next massive celestial body.

So in this war, apart from being intercepted by the point defense system, the space torpedo [Red Knight] with a hit rate as high as 90.00% five, every fifteen rounds fired is equivalent to the budget for manufacturing a frigate disappearing.

Of course, there is also the [EVA-0] engineering test machine that was put into actual combat testing. In the battle to capture the Eternal Fortress, this huge walking warship played a big role. At least there is nothing inside the fortress that can withstand such a close distance The attack of shipboard firepower.

The only problem is that when the defenders of the Eternal Fortress got this giant war machine stuck in the space station by blasting the [EVA-0] lower space station structure, they salvaged the war machine from the space station and repaired it. The resource consumed is not a cheap figure.

So when Cotton saw the bill with a long string of 9s, it was only a little bit short, and the empire would lose its governor of the core sector.

Knowing that even if he dismantled the group leader, he would not be able to gather the cotton for another naval battle of this scale in a short time, so he dismissed the old money, and planned to completely kill that ugly capitalist beast after a little integration of the fleet in his lair.

He demanded that all fleets must return to Hong Kong and continue to attack after undergoing emergency repairs.

So after learning that the [Raging Sea Battle] would suddenly return to the Halo galaxy because the main engine of the battleship judged that the ship had lost its combat effectiveness and might be damaged, Lao Qian swore that he was the captain of the dead ship. When the pig advances suddenly, in the bullet screen of the dead enemy, he will never step on this battleship that will escape by itself.

Since the Imperial Navy could no longer squeeze out any extra warships, Lao Qian simply took his own command team and squeezed into the ship [Private Creed] of Rear Admiral Iron Arm, and Major Admiral Iron Arm was sent by Lao Qian to manipulate him. Private Creed.

After seeing the severely damaged fleet after the Nandou naval battle, the group leader also objected to the continued attack by Warmaster Laoqian, but even in order to buy time for the repair of the fleet, the group leader did not agree to the negotiating request sent by Kacha Deathhead .

Instead, the strategic cruiser fleet headed by the Persian Cat stepped up its attack, and let the least damaged stealth frigate formation in the fleet start to deliver the weapons in the agreement to the Restoration Army other than the mother galaxy. Fishing enforcement.

It is a pity that even after discovering the collusion between the Holy Roman Empire and the Restoration Army, Kacha Death Skull did not allow the remaining cruisers to attack those transport fleets that transported weapons to the Restoration Army, but increased the number of ships from other ships. The speed of evacuating the dead skull mercenaries on the colonial planet is ready to fight to the death with the Holy Roman Empire and the Restoration Army in the mother galaxy.

Although the weapon delivery operation code-named [Fishing Law Enforcement] did not allow the captains of those stealth frigates to get more destruction marks while continuing to insert knives into Cotton's heart.

However, those Restoration Army, which received a steady stream of weapons from the Holy Roman Empire, soon took an absolute advantage on the colonial planets other than the mother galaxy that the Death Skull Security Company strictly defended, and separated the power of the Zenor United Group from those Expulsion from the colonized planet.

Whether it is the Holy Roman Empire or the shipyard of the Zenoer United Group, the electric sparks of maintenance and shipbuilding have never stopped, and both sides are accumulating strength for the final battle that may break out at any time.

Just like the tranquility in the center of the typhoon's eye, whether it is the transport ship of the Holy Roman Empire delivering munitions to the Restoration Army, or the death-skull cruiser that withdraws the death-skull mercenaries to the mother galaxy, it is strangely calm.

It wasn't until two months later that the last warship completed emergency repairs. After removing the last bit of reserves in the imperial arsenal, the revenge fleet of the Holy Roman Empire embarked on the journey again. They chose when the war would start, and they Also ready to let the war end as scheduled.

When the Vengeance Fleet arrived at the home galaxy of the Zenor United Group, the fleet assembled by Kacha Deathskull put together a resolute resistance. In addition to the six ground-specific cruisers, they even sent the Naval Academy Both the training ship and the memorial ship in the museum went to the battlefield.

In the final stage of the battle, facing the overwhelmingly superior fleet of the Holy Roman Empire, the fleet of the Deathhead Security Company even used the ramming tactics like the Holy Roman Empire warships in the Battle of Solomon.

But Warmaster Old Money and Major General Iron Arm did not leave any chance for them. When the last battleship of the Deadhead Security Company turned into burning space junk, the Vengeance Fleet finally completed their journey and sailed to Zinor In orbit of the Consolidated Group's home star.

In this best viewing position, I began to watch the transport fleet of the Holy Roman Empire. After transporting the Restoration Army troops and massive weapons and equipment from other planets to the surface, the Restoration Army launched an attack like a raging wave.

The sand sculpture group friends including the group owner even have the leisure to manually add Sabaton's "Hearts of iron" as the BGM when watching the live broadcast from Warmaster Laoqian.

“See the Reich in the falames”

“Try to save Berlin in vain”

The offensive of the Restoration Army hit the defense line of the Zinol United Group like a tidal wave.

At the highest point of the headquarters building of the United Group, in the office dedicated to the chairman of the United Group, 42 Black Claw was looking at the group executives standing in front of him.

"Chairman, they have broken through the Yishuihe defense line, and the capital is now surrounded."

The human resources director of the group is gesturing on the projection of the 42 desks.

"As long as Katsa Deathskull attacks from space, everything will be fine."

42. Black Claw looked at the capital that was surrounded heavily and said.

"My chairman... Kacha... Kacha him..."

The HR director was sweating profusely on his brow, as if he had just run a marathon.

"Kacha died in the naval battle, so he can't launch an attack..."

42. Talon stretched out his tentacles tremblingly, took off the vision enhancer from his face, and threw it on his desk.

"Those below O5, and those who have nothing to do with the Deadhead Security Company, go out..."

A group of high-level executives who were not high enough to leave the office immediately seemed to have entered a state of low pressure.

Only 42·Black Claw and the human resources director of the group were left, as well as the new chairman of the security company who temporarily took over the security company of Dead Skull.

The senior executives of the group waiting outside the director's office could only hear some fragments of words seeping out of the well-sound-proof office because the voice of 42·Black Claw was too high.

"Paralyze my grief and indignation! Paralyze my grief and indignation!"

"I'm giving Dead Skull SDR this week!"

"I'm in the office! It feels so good!"

"Pull it out! Hey Squig!"

After the roar of 42·Black Claw ended, the human resource director and the new chairman of the Deathhead Security Company who came out of the office of 42·Black Claw shook his head to the group executives waiting outside the office and left here.

Sitting in his office, 42. Dead Skull watched through the ubiquitous surveillance facilities of the Zenor United Group, watching the Zionist Army launch an attack on the last line of defense of the Zenor United Group, tearing apart the Zenor United Group bit by bit. Group defense.

Even though the "People's Stormtrooper" composed of dead skull mercenaries and employees of the Zinor United Group resisted stubbornly, their defenses were ruthlessly torn apart.

The fiercest battle took place in the last stronghold of the Zinol United Group, in the huge headquarters building of the Zinol United Group, where the most elite Deathskull mercenaries and cadets from the Deathskull Security Company were stationed.

They fought on every corner of the building, on every step in the stairwell, and with every step forward, multiple lives were lost in the battle.

When the troops of the Restoration Army finally advanced to the floor where 42·Black Claw's office was located, 42·Black Claw took down from the decorative rack on the wall of the office the weapon of 25·Black Claw, the chairman of the Zinol United Group that overthrew the Republic. With a gun.

It is said that when he decided to use force to overthrow the Republic, he sat in his office, holding his gun and preparing to use it to destroy himself if the action failed.

Unexpectedly, after countless years, this gun still played its role.

42. After the dead head disarmed, he raised the pistol, pointed the muzzle at his own head and pulled the trigger.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the pistol didn't fire the bullet, it jammed.

"bump!"

With a loud noise, an avenger holding a huge warhammer rushed into 42·Black Claw's office, rushed to 42·Black Claw like an angry rhinoceros, first slapped the gun in his hand, Then he stunned 42 Black Claw with a sharp straight punch.

Chapter 64 61 The Last Day

When the Zenor Republic was proclaimed in the headquarters building of the Zenor United Group, the first thing it did was to publicly try 42 Black Claw, who was imprisoned in his office.

In the public trial, it took a whole morning to announce the charges of 42·Black Claw. In order to show that they were different from the United Group, the Republic allowed the Black Claw family's royal lawyer team to defend 42·Black Claw.

But when the prosecution gained control of the United Group's central database and most of the servers, and lost the ability to fabricate perjury and incite "public opinion", even the Talon family's lawyer team, which was as large as a reinforcement battalion, could not There is no way to clear the charge for 42·Black Claw.

After a week-long public trial, the jury from seven colonized planets including Zenor's home planet sentenced 42 Black Claw 320 to death.

The person in charge of the prison sentence is a person that no one has ever thought of. The supreme leader of the Restoration Army-General, during the slow years of fighting against the rule of the Zenoer United Group, everyone, including the general himself, has forgotten her former name. .

When the behemoth of the Zinol United Group finally fell to the ground, the general, who was tired of continuing all this, rejected the offer to make her the President of the Republic. Witness the end of another era.

No one could refuse the request of the strongest fighter in Zenor, and they agreed to the general to supervise the death of 42·Black Claw, and the place of execution was in the office of 42·Black Claw.

When the general set foot on the surface of the home planet of the Zenor United Group, the strong sunlight made her unable to open her eyes for a while. She hadn't set foot on the surface for many years, and she just sat in a wheelchair and quietly basked in the sunlight. , No one around dared to go up and disturb her.

When she finally got used to the long-lost sunshine, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Where is the nearest supermarket?"

After waiting for a while, a light shuttle stopped in front of her. The logo of the Zenoer United Group and the logo of the Deadhead Security Company on the fuselage of the shuttle was roughly crossed with black paint.

It didn't take long for the shuttle to arrive in front of a small supermarket. Half of the signboard of this supermarket Dara was on the ground, half blocking the door of the small store.

Immediately after leaving the shuttle, an Avenger in power armor walked up to the supermarket, grabbed the half-broken signboard and yanked it off the wall and threw it aside.

The general drove into the supermarket in a wheelchair. In the supermarket, there were only a few universal vending machines with [Long Live the Restoration Army] and [Long Live the Holy Roman Empire] displayed on the screens.

The general, who hadn’t walked into a supermarket like an ordinary person for a long time, looked like a child walking into a store for the first time, watching the words [Long live the Restoration Army] and [Long live the Holy Roman Empire] scrolling on the screen in front of him. , I was at a loss for a while.

A captain of the Fuguo Army who got off the shuttle together saw the general's embarrassment, walked quickly to the general's side, lowered his head and asked softly in the general's ear, "general, what do you want?"

"Ten Meter Climbing Rope"

With withered hands, the general took out a crumpled banknote from his pocket and handed it to the captain.

"Pay."

After taking the banknote, the captain walked to a universal vending machine.

After seeing the logo on the captain's chest through the viewfinder, the universal vending machine spelled out a smiley face on the screen with characters.

[^-^Brothers of the Fuguo Army, what do you want, today is free, and the audience is free. 】

"A ten-meter climbing rope, that's money."

The captain of the Fuguo Army was stunned for a while holding the banknotes. Not long after the Zenoer United Group took power, the digital currency was fully implemented. The physical currency has not appeared in the market for a long time, and only a few people in the history class of the school Heard of the existence of physical currency.

Naturally the captain stood awkwardly in front of the vending machine, not knowing what to do next.

[This is not money, forget it, you can just insert it into the gap under my camera, I remember the previous maintenance worker complained about the relatively large gap in my place. 】

So the captain inserted the banknotes under the camera of the vending machine, took a freshly cut climbing rope from the tray and returned to the general.

Neither the captain nor the vending machine knew that the crumpled banknote was the last banknote left over from the Republic period. On the front of the banknote was the head portrait of the first president during the peaceful reunification of Zinor, and on the back was the pattern of Zinor's mother galaxy. It symbolizes that the Zenoers are finally no longer trapped. Small, say; Send EUR from! Group, stay!Stay*9: 80>2!0;5&8/56 is in the parent star.

Back then, this was the largest banknote in the currency system of the Republic of Zinnore. Everyone, including the Zinnore United Group, liked it, even stealing and abducting it for it, but today no one knows it anymore.

The general took the climbing rope from the captain and put it in the wheelchair.

"Let's go to the United Group headquarters building."

The shuttle rose from the ground and disappeared into the sky, leaving only a few vending machines with "Long Live the Restoration Army" and "Long Live the Holy Roman Empire" playing on the screens in a loop.

A gust of wind blew the banknotes stuck under the camera from the vending machine.

The banknote, preserved from the end of the Republic to the present, floated and floated in the air, and finally landed on a burning armored car in the street, where it was burned to ashes.

When the general's shuttle landed on the top of the headquarters building of the Zenoer United Group, which had just been cleared out on the tarmac, the Zionist soldiers who had just blown up the logo of the United Group on the top of the building sat down neatly from the shuttle. The general who came out of the wheelchair saluted.

In the face of this warrior who has been fighting from the Republic era to today, even though the years have deprived her of the right to fight side by side with others, she can only sit in a wheelchair and watch generations of young people go to the battlefield full of despair. The soldiers of the Restoration Army have only respect for her from the bottom of their hearts.

The general nodded to these brave and loyal fighters, and accompanied by several Avengers, he walked into the elevator leading to the office of 42 Talon, the chairman of the United Group.

42. When Black Claw woke up from the coma, his head was still a little dizzy, which was very similar to the feeling when he woke up after a carnival, but his face would not be so hot and painful at that time.

By the way, those bugs from the Zionist Army broke through the final line of defense and rushed into their own offices. Those damned servants didn't take good care of the pistol that their ancestors wore when they captured the country, so that it could be killed at a critical moment. The card chamber failed to fulfill its sacred mission, which made him how to face the ancestors of the Talon family in the future.

42 Black Claw, with various thoughts circling in his mind, opened his eyes, and what appeared in front of him was an old Zinor man sitting in a wheelchair who looked like a mummy. For some reason, 42 Black Claw felt That person looked familiar.

After thinking about it for a while, 42 Black Claw finally remembered that the mummy-like person in front of him was a mysterious person who was used to scare disobedient children as a mysterious person who would empty the accounts of disobedient children. The General of the Restoration Army who squeezed the juice out of children.

"I've lived for so long, and this is the first time I've seen the Black Claw family."

42·Black Claw heard a sound that seemed to come out of a speaker full of electric currents that failed to be tuned. This made 42·Black Claw, who had been pursuing the ultimate pure sound effect, feel extremely uncomfortable. Two people wearing power armor next to him pressed to the ground.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency Chairman, we have a lot of time today, and I, an old lady who is dying, want to have a good chat with you."

The general looked at the 42 Black Claw that was pressed on the carpet like an ugly carpet, and took out a corroded and invisible brooch from the interlayer of the wheelchair.

"Although I didn't intend to bring you to court for a public trial at first, but I thought about it. When I was young, my father, a prosecutor loyal to the Republic, collected a lot of evidence and prepared to sue the Zinol United Group for violating the law. The anti-monopoly law was passed, and everyone was persuading him not to do so, but he still submitted the materials to the court, so the day before the trial, he disappeared, leaving me with only this brooch."

The general threw the brooch in front of 42 Black Claw, and 42 Black Claw could barely see the outline of a scale from the pattern on the brooch.

"Then, after more than ten years, I have grown up... You have become more and more powerful, so that the president can only rely on special decrees to form a tax police force to barely maintain the operation of the government, and I am naturally one of them Of course, you were so powerful back then that no matter what we did, we couldn't stop you, and I could only survive like a bug in the gutter."

The general took out an old badge with a piece missing from the wheelchair, looked at it, and threw it in front of 42 Black Claw. The well-educated 42 Black Claw recognized that the pattern in the center of the badge was the The national emblem of the republic that has long since perished, there is a line of small characters below the national emblem [Loyalty is the best reward for loyalty].

"In the days that followed, I really became a rat in the sewer. In fact, at that time I had already given up, and I was resisting more mechanically. After all, who can resist you who have mastered the state machine? Even The president has failed, and men of all backbones chose to fight to the last moment for the Republic in the square according to their oath, and only we cowards who broke our oath survived."

The general leaned on the wheelchair and watched as 42 said something she had never said for so many years, and then took out another old badge from the wheelchair. The yellowed photo on the badge could vaguely show the owner of the photo. Sentimental smile.

"After I fled into the old hive city in despair, I was almost caught by your mercenaries, and he saved me. A D-level employee of the Zenoer United Group saved a tax policeman from the Republic. The ridiculous thing is Although he was just a clerk at the time, he was thinking about passing your promotion exam and becoming a C-level person to move out of the old hive capital."

"If it weren't for your constant suppression of former government employees who fled into the old hive city, I would have thought about forgetting that I used to be a tax policeman, and I would simply become the wife of a shop assistant, and do odd jobs every day to cook for him at home. But I was afraid that my reason would ruin his dream of moving here, so I went back to the National Restoration Army, which was just formed at that time, but occasionally went back to see him quietly, and lied to him that I passed the exam and would Wait for him on the ground."

"Next, you poured poison gas into the old hive capital. When I found him with the equipment, he had already died in that small shop, and he was still evacuating customers according to your employee manual."

The old badge was thrown in front of 42, and the person on the badge looked at 42 who was pushed to the ground with a smile.

"After escaping from the old hive, I found out that I was pregnant. It's ridiculous... A senior officer of the Restoration Army at that time was actually pregnant with a child of a D-level employee of the United Group."

The general pulled another photo out of the wheelchair. It showed a gaunt young female Zenore smiling at the camera with three babies in her arms.

"After giving birth to these three children, even though I was very reluctant, I had to give these three children to others to be raised. For the safety of these children, I had to give up many tasks in the following time, because I also accepted the investigation of the organization, in order not to let them be influenced by the Restoration Army, I can only occasionally watch them from a distance."

The general continued pointing to a baby in the photo.

"This is my eldest son. He is not very smart, but he has inherited his father's optimistic personality. Everyone likes him, so that after graduation, he joined the Zinol United Group like his father, and became the one who was framed. Preferred character, one of your sales managers created a trap for him in order to smooth the accounts to create the illusion that he embezzled the sales of the group, and before I got the news to save him, he was dead in prison."

The general pointed to another baby in the photo.