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Volume 1 Chapter 324 Forced Attack

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    Chapter 324: Forced Attack

    "We have people, news, a powerful intelligence network, and pirate groups scattered across the vast star field?"

    "Pirate group?"

    "Our own armed forces." Weimar nodded, but then added, "Compared to you, they are just a group of farmers holding sticks."

    "Compared to us?" Yi Lexiang couldn't help but feel a little funny. How many soldiers in the interstellar world can compare with the soldiers following him at this time?  Maybe there is!  After all, this world is so vast, but it must not be too much.

    Yi Lexiang carefully looked at Weimar, who stood in front of him with a beard and a decadent look.  I have to admit that everything is always full of surprises.  He never thought that the pirate Weimar he met by chance would actually be a person with a story, and the twists and turns of this story were far beyond ordinary people's imagination.  It seems that this prince still holds a lot of power in his hands!  Yi Lexiang shook his head with emotion, with a wry smile on his face.  Could it be that he has always been favored by the God of Luck, as the people of the Empire said?

    "Pirate group? Pirate group" Yi Lexiang muttered to himself.  He thought of the Hundred Captains wandering around the stars with nothing to do.  Since signing a private agreement with the Empire, these captains have become "unemployed".  If they are brought here with the help of Weimar and his pirate group scattered in the star field In this way, Weimar's prestige among the pirate groups can be consolidated. Just look at Weimar's current  From this look, Yi Lexiang could deduce that Weimar's role was just that of a down-and-out prince who maintained a righteous existence. I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people who were truly loyal to him and obeyed his orders; secondly, he could train his troops.  , hold a tooth ceremony, grab some military supplies, etc. It can not only replenish armaments but also cause some trouble for the Holy Alliance, why not do it?

    When Xin Qiang and Chen Yatian appeared again, they were surprised to find that Weimar, who was supposed to be decadent and helpless, seemed to have gained a new life. His face was filled with dazzling brilliance and he was chatting happily with Yi Lexiang.  The suspicious two people couldn't help but look at each other in confusion. Is this Weimar's nerves so thick?  Or did their general cast some magical spiritual magic on Weimar?  No matter how you look at this scene, there is something weird about it, it's so abnormal.

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    There was silence all around, the leaves were rustling, and a dazzling red light was dotted with a small patch of black.  The three thousand mechas that sneaked into Black Mist Star are waiting for the final moment of attack.  To be precise, there are only 2,982 mecha war gods waiting to attack at this moment.

    A mecha squad was left to protect Weimar, which also made Weimar always shrouded in resentment.  In order to decide who would become the unluckiest team, Chen Yatian finally had no choice but to order the soldiers who refused to give in to each other to decide who would become the unlucky team through a cruel drawing of lots.

    With the change of Weimar¡¯s identity, she is no longer a cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time.  As for all the crimes he had committed as a pirate, Yi Lexiang naturally chose to turn a blind eye.  That was the revenge of a prince, not to mention it was a household matter of the Holy Alliance. As a general of another country and an enemy, he did not need to pay attention to these.

    We can only lament that a flawless and pure heart is gradually sinking in the sinful sea of ??worldliness and war.  The world is always like this.  Darkness and light, good and evil, are never truly separated for a moment.  They are always confused with each other, there is me in you, you in me, constantly changing, constantly alternating.  Human beings, as a part of this world, also follow this truth.  The true meaning of life is to constantly adapt. If ugliness and darkness are the main bodies of this universe, then life is dark. When everything is evil, evil is no longer evil.  Similarly, when a person is in the quagmire of the ugliest war, no matter how much morality he adheres to, the only outcome is to be eliminated. And what it means to be eliminated, you, me, him, everyone understands  , only death!

    ??Tall dark figures kept advancing in the fiery red color, like some kind of phantom that did not exist.  The thunderous roar of the mecha became extremely low in the vast dense forest and spread far away. The roar and the boundless silence formed some strange harmony and balance.  The sword of vengeance was raised high, and their enemies knew nothing of it.

    The sentry on the high tower looked at the endless dense forest with confusion. A kind of roar that he was unfamiliar with came from far and near, like a rushing tide, which shocked people's hearts.  Even though he was on a solid tower, he could still feel the slight vibrations coming from the earth, and these vibrations were becoming more and more intense.

    The sentries on the ground raised their heads and looked up at the sentinels on the tower, as if hoping that the other party could clear up their doubts.  An officer hurriedly ran out of the barracks at the bottom of the guard tower, concentratingListening, the confusion on his face gradually turned into shock.  "Alert, alert," the officer yelled, running into the barracks.  He wanted to ask the duty room about the recent training plan.  That was the loud noise made by a large number of mechas rushing towards them.  Most of the Shen League soldiers are not familiar with this sound. In the Shen League, mechas are considered a relatively luxurious military equipment, at least for ordinary soldiers, especially for the soldiers stationed on the Black Mist Star.  .  Except for the occasional sight of quasi-superpower warriors piloting mechas for special training, those steel monsters locked in the warehouse are almost never used.

    "The duty room? I'm the front gate sentry. Is there any special mecha training in the near future? What? No! Then is there a mecha group going to the Black Mist Star for training? No?" A trace of cold sweat ran down the officer's cheek, and he suddenly  Throwing away the communicator in his hand, he quickly took off the pistol hanging on the wall with his left hand, and pressed the alarm button on the console with his right hand.  The shrill alarm sounded throughout the base.  The officer on duty roared and drove the soldiers who were still confused and confused to their defensive positions, while secretly cursing the hateful quartermaster in his heart.  If there was a battlefield radar at this time, even if there was only one, they would not have to discover the enemy at the moment the enemy launched a surprise attack.  But who would have thought that a barracks guarded by supernatural warriors would be attacked by the enemy?  Hopefully the attackers are just a bunch of thugs who don't know anything, but thugs with a lot of mechas seem to be rare!

    "Boom!" The metal turret above the tower emitted a blazing flame, like the first salute of a holiday celebration, followed by denser explosions from all directions.  The four defense mechas that had just started were like toys in the hands of children. They were hit head-on by some huge force. The huge body that rose into the air hit the metal gate that was slowly closing. The gate was twisted and deformed.  It makes an unpleasant metallic friction sound.

    The trees 1,000 meters in front of the military camp had long been cut down. At this moment, a neatly arranged black line suddenly jumped out in the dazzling red light. When the black line appeared, there seemed to be a brief pause, and the solid earth also seemed to  With a sudden shock, the tall metal wall was immediately enveloped in thick smoke and flames.

    There was a scream of high-speed objects piercing the air in the sky, "Boom!" A row of flames once again rose into the sky about 100 meters behind the wall. Six light armored vehicles that were speeding up flew high in the flames, and then fell heavily.  It hit the ground and disappeared into the light of fire along with hundreds of soldiers who were running towards the defensive position.

    The first row of black lines has now rushed to the wall, and a second black line appears on the edge of the red forest.  The ground shook twice one after another, and flames soared into the sky again 200 meters and 400 meters away from the wall.

    No one had time to react. Between the huge roars and violent explosions, noisy voices could be heard faintly in the barracks, shouts and screams mixed together. A third black line rushed out of the dense forest, and at this moment  The first black line had crossed the collapsed wall and was submerged in the billowing smoke.

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    Wilson is discussing with the instructors in the instructor's room issues related to mental power application techniques.  In a few hours, he will leave Black Mist Star on a starship docked at the airport. As such a young supernatural warrior, diligence and studiousness have almost become the instinct of his life.  The nearly forty-year-old instructor suddenly raised his head in shock and looked to the east, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.  Then a shrill alarm sounded.

    "Is the enemy attacking?" Wilson asked eagerly, but his voice was drowned in the loud noise rising into the sky.  Outside the window, billowing black smoke covered half of the sky in the direction the instructor was looking.

    "Wilson!" The instructor tapped Wilson on the shoulder hard to wake up the distracted Wilson.  "Go and gather the students. It looks like you have one last lesson for your trial!"

    "Yes, instructor!" Wilson shouted excitedly, turned around and rushed out of the instructor's room.  After the instructor watched Wilson leave, a layer of frost immediately covered his calm face.  Wilson was too young to understand the cruelty of war. He didn't know that being promoted to a super warrior at this age was more than just an honor.  Most of them died in the dangerous tasks assigned to them by the temple before they learned how to deal with the relationship between power and life.  This is a test, a cruel test!  Those who survive will become elites and the best among supernatural warriors. These survivors are the fresh blood that supplements the Temple Knights.  But in order to produce this blood, the price paid is human life.

    "The enemy" The instructor adjusted his collar and stroked his combat uniform as if he would never take it off, "Will there be enemies here?" There was disdain and pride on his confused face!
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