Since that first acquaintance, he and Mu Ya have become close friends.
Mu Ya¡¯s grades were outstanding and she became an assistant captain as soon as she graduated. And he got his wish and became the commander of the mecha combat troops, and was assigned to serve on the same starship. As a captain, Muya is meticulous and self-interested; as a friend, he is extremely loyal. The moment the starship collided with the Tyrian warship, Rapp knew what would happen next.
The starship was severely damaged during the collision. The outer protective cover completely collapsed, and the protective deck was broken in many places. The exposed tail of the ship was on the verge of disintegration under the raging fire of the Tyrians. Except for them, the mecha boarding 6 troops, all the people on the starship More than 146,000 officers and soldiers have been pronounced dead in advance.
But Muya will never give up the last chance to attack the enemy, and he will definitely activate the starship's self-destruction program. As it turns out, Rapp knows his best friend intimately.
Rapp endured the grief of losing his comrades and close friends and rushed forward. He had to choose between performing the mission and grieving.
There was no light in the pipe. The mecha's strong light penetrated the viscous opaque liquid and vaguely allowed him to see the outside scenery. The biological detector sounded a piercing alarm, telling him that his surroundings were full of life. body. But other than the disgusting slime, he found no enemies. Soon, Rapp put the pain behind him, the shield energy index plummeted, and death was surrounding him. It won't be long before he goes after his comrades. Whether it's heaven or hell, they will be reunited there soon. However, before that, he must do something, for example, completely destroy this big guy.
He shot high-energy beams aimlessly around. When the high-energy beams passed out of the shield and shot into the mucus, he could hear a harsh sizzling sound, like putting a red-hot iron rod into cold water. . Passing through a twisted pipe, he noticed an object with bubbles floating in the solution, which was the remnants of a human mecha. Rapp scanned the surroundings vigilantly, looking for enemies who might attack him, but found nothing. He speculated that there might be a problem with the energy supply of this mecha and that it ran out of energy in advance, and that it might not be long before his end was the same as that of the unlucky soldier.
Apart from a high-energy particle beam gun and an energy lightsaber, Rapp has few weapons at his disposal, including eight high-explosive surface-to-surface missiles on his shoulders. These gadgets were extremely powerful, but he was sure they would explode as soon as they escaped the protection of the force field shield, and he would be the first to bear the brunt. Perhaps it would be a good choice to wait until the last moment to use them to end one's own life. Compared to being dissolved alive by a corrosive solution, being blown up by one's own missiles is obviously much more comfortable.
There was still only the rustle of electronic flow in the communication channel, which indicated that there were no comrades near him. This alien battleship is like a huge underwater maze, and he is the diver who is about to run out of oxygen. Rapp controlled the mecha to land at the bottom of the pipe wall, and then used his lightsaber to create a gap in the wall of the pipe that was constantly squirming. This thing was alive, and he was in his intestines. Rapp told himself.
He fell into another pipe. Suddenly a vague voice came from the communication channel, "Attention, attention, the target is a large floating ball of meat. Repeat, the target is a ball-like object, destroy it. Damn it, this thing Running fast, is there anyone nearby?"
Rapp looked around at a loss. He didn't know who was around him, and he didn't know if he knew the other person, but it was obvious that someone had found the weakness of the alien starship. He felt a very slight pressure coming from one end of the pipe. This might have been his imagination, but he still moved the bright light in that direction. Then he realized that a large group of shadows was approaching him from that direction. It was moving very fast. Whatever it was, it definitely didn't look like a human being. Almost without thinking, his high-energy particle beam gun opened fire.
The high-energy particle beam hit that thing. He felt the solution around him fluctuate violently, and the intestinal wall-like tubes around him began to twitch, squeezing toward the center, as if trying to close the connection between him and the object.
The high-energy particle beam caused damage to that thing, but it was not destroyed. Rapp twisted his body and moved towards the object. The high-energy particle beam gun in his hand kept firing. This time did not seem to be the time to save energy. A humanoid shadow appeared behind the object, and a mixed call came from Rapp's communicator, "Great, stop it." It was a ghost mecha.
It has been some time since ghost mechas replaced ordinary mechas and became the main force of the army's mecha troops, but this is the first time that Rapp has heard their voices. For a long time, various versions of gossip about the ghost mecha have been circulating within the army. Among them, the most popularIt is rumored and accepted by the soldiers that there are no soldiers in these mechas at all, they are electronic intelligence with self-awareness. However, now he knows that those mechas are also controlled by humans.
The mecha approached the unknown object three times faster than Rapp, and then Rapp saw a dazzling light flashing in the darkness. Then he suddenly found that the sizzling sound that had been accompanying him around him was gone.
A cheer came from the communication channel, "I knew this thing was their key."
Lapp could feel that the surrounding environment was changing, and the changes were getting faster and faster. The walls of the peristaltic pipes like intestinal walls began to relax, and the viscous corrosive solution began to become thinner, as if it had opened. The water gate of the swimming pool, and soon his mecha head emerged from the water. Then, his communication channel began to be filled with various messages and calls from his companions.
The fleet in space immediately discovered the changes in the alien battleship. As if a drain valve had been opened, a certain part of the alien battleship kept spraying green solution outwards, and soon that large area was covered by a thick layer of green ice crystals.
At first, other human starships thought that this was another omen before the use of some kind of weapon system of the external warship, and they carefully avoided that location. But they soon discovered that something was wrong. It seemed that it was not an offensive weapon.
Immediately afterwards, the fleet commander received a direct order from His Majesty the Emperor.
Yi Lexiang's spiritual connection is with his soldiers all the time, but the mental blockade of the Tyrians makes this connection intermittent, and the ghost warriors who rush into the Tyrian battleship completely cut off this connection with him. kind of connection. He could roughly know their location, but he couldn't have a direct conversation with his soldiers through spiritual contact. It was like the two were light-years apart and could only sense but not communicate.
But when the Tyrians¡¯ ¡®brains¡¯ were destroyed, this connection was restored. Although it is just a connection within an area on an alien battleship. that's enough. His soldiers sent back instructions for destroying their enemies.
More human starships launched a fearless charge. They faced the Tyrians' artillery fire and approached the opponent. They did not consider the safety of their own starships at all. The only thing they considered and wanted to do was to take more machines. A soldier is delivered to the enemy's warship.
Doge¡¯s heart sank to the bottom. His enemies found the Tyrians' weakness. The starship of this third-level civilization is launching a suicidal attack on them. He had to order the fleet to divert more artillery fire to the three human fleets that had been almost crippled before. While doing this, he ordered the fleet to move backwards in order to buy more time for the fleet to destroy the enemy before they could board the enemy.
The war situation is gradually deteriorating to the unfavorable edge. The only decisive factor that can turn the tide of the war is whether they can persist until the hive fleet arrives. This is the only soul creature fleet he can currently contact. Other fleets are either still sailing in the vague area, or are too far away from them to provide effective support.
The first battleship to be breached has been completely destroyed at this moment. A shining silver light flashed across the dark starry sky. The soul warrior chose soul parasitism. The message from the temple clearly prohibited this. However, he had no choice. The Tyrian starship can only allow one soul creature to enter. Either wander alone in the void of space until the last power of the soul is exhausted; or, choose a soul to parasitize now.
Both are equally full of risks. The universe is equally vast for soul creatures. There is basically no difference between wandering alone and choosing to die permanently. During this period, the possibility of lucky enough to encounter other living beings with souls is infinitely close to zero.
There is no soul explosion, no soul explosion before the soul creature is completely destroyed, and a tribesman disappears into Dogo's soul connection. He felt like he was surrounded by endless fear, that kind of fear rising from the bottom of his consciousness upwards, like a nightmare that had been sleeping in the darkness of his mind for countless years and never left. They are quietly waiting for the moment to see the light of day again, and then explode all at once in an extremely powerful way.
Doge was almost knocked down by this fear. He began to understand why the Holy Church acted like a formidable enemy to humans, and why wise men did not allow them to parasitize their souls on humans, because once the illusory threat crossed the unreachable distance and turned into reality, the blow would be incomparable. heavy.
The fleet is retreating, and every Tyrian star parasitized by soul creatures is trying its best to stay away from the human starship. In their eyes, those small human individuals are so terrifying, so terrifying, as if they are even slightly close to them. All will be infected with an incurable plague.
This moment is like the end of the world, and the invincible spiritual altar of soul creatures has collapsed.collapse.