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Volume 1 Extra: Chapter 1632 - Battle of Destiny - Part 1

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    The moment the dragon's roar resounded across the skies of Oceania, air supremacy was completely cut off from the civilization of the Third Age forever.  The interceptor aircraft of the Third Era civilization, which has always prided itself on its solid defense capabilities, fell to its knees decisively when it encountered a crystal energy jet that was as invulnerable as the "Galan".  "He can blow himself up without firing a shot. He is so barbaric and cruel that he has no friends."  The civilization of the Third Era, which has suffered several big losses in a row, finally realized that the combat effectiveness of human civilization today has undergone unexpected changes.  The ferocious flying behemoths, powerful knights, and nearly invincible constructed combat aircraft have completely subverted the Third Age civilization's understanding of today's human civilization.  These never-before-seen things never existed in the intelligence collected in the past, just like they appeared out of thin air.  The twelve dominant tribes held an emergency meeting at the first main landing base.  "Why are there such things in this world? Who can tell me, where do they come from? Is it through the star gate ring? What does the advance team do for food? Why is such important information not collected?"  Inside the First Main Landing Base, Speaker Reynolds' sonorous and powerful voice reached the ears of every member of Congress.  There was silence at the conference table. No one knew anything about the world of the sky. This question was destined to be answered by no one. The advance team, who were originally the heroes of the civilization of the third era, immediately turned into sinners who were criticized by thousands of people. After spending thousands of years of hard work,  In just a few days, it was completely gone.  Facing the questions, the few remaining advance team members on Sokotko Island all blushed, but they didn¡¯t know how to answer.  Those giant dragons and crystal energy jets suddenly appeared without warning, catching the Third Age civilization by surprise. Before that, they had never heard of it, and there was not even a hint of warning.  Advance team leader Helena disappeared on Socotra Island, many team members died in the battle, and the unlucky ones who survived almost borne all the pressure.  "A bunch of trash!" Bang!  ~ With the red flame flag in the starry sky behind him, Speaker Reynolds slapped the table hard. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ~A communication access voice suddenly rang.  In front of the silent congressmen and advance team members, Reynards opened the communication interface, and then a three-dimensional portrait that looked like a real person was projected.  "Sir Speaker, we have just lost two sub-bases, and the coalition forces have completely opened the south channel." Commander Mayan's face was full of exhaustion, and there were still traces of charred black and blood-stained embarrassment on his body. Even the highest officer on the front line was still affected.  The spread of the war and the current situation of the war can be imagined.  Speaker Reynards said in a deep voice: "It seems the situation is very bad!" He was completely different from the Speaker who just slapped the table angrily.  Nowadays, the human coalition forces have opened the south passage so easily. The strategies carefully prepared by the Third Era civilization were all wasted in an instant. However, after turning around, they returned to the opponent's mysterious reinforcements.  Without this support force, it would be absolutely impossible for today¡¯s human civilization to break through the layers of obstruction so easily and directly threaten the hinterland of the actual control area of ????the Third Age civilization in Oceania.  "Yes, yes!" Commander Mayan, who was very familiar with the speaker's character, did not dare to hide anything. He was a little ashamed that he failed to fulfill his duties.  The coalition forces that firmly held air superiority were attacking the northern battlefield of the Third Era Civilization more and more unscrupulously, and the commander was under unprecedented pressure.  "A strong counterattack must be organized to push the coalition forces back." Speaker Reynards frowned, and then turned to look at the parliamentary seats.  "Member Banuman!" "Here! Mr. Speaker!" A member of the War Tribe stood up immediately.  "The coalition forces have opened the passage south, and our main landing base may be threatened at any time. This time we need the war clan to save everything for our civilization. Can you do it?" Speaker Reynards looked at the powerful man.  Member of the war clan.  The tribes whose name is war are the most brave and proficient tribes in the Third Age civilization. A warrior from the war tribe can often withstand ten coalition soldiers.  If the battle situation on the front line were not unfavorable, he would never be willing to use the main force of the war clan, but the current situation has begun to develop in an uncontrollable direction.  If we continue to be so passive, the fate of the entire Third Age civilization will definitely not be what any member here wants to see.  At this moment, the entire civilization has been pushed to the edge, and there is no longer any retreat.road.  "I am willing to die for our civilization!" Banuman's voice echoed in the conference hall like thunder. He was full of confidence in turning the tide of the entire war.  In a ground battle where the enemy and our forces are close in strength, the Warriors of the War Clan are invincible.  "Then leave it to you! If you need anything, just ask it and all the tribes will fully support you." Speaker Reynards nodded. As soon as he finished speaking, a member of Parliament suddenly stood up. Accurately  Said that in the Third Era Civilization Parliament, the authority was second only to Speaker Reynards¡¯s deputy.  The Deputy Minister of Parliament, Modokori, whose golden hair with a hint of silver has all turned silver. In the Socotra War, he lost his third son Daru and his fianc¨¦e, the last generation of pioneers.  Captain Helena.  In just three years, the deputy chief seemed to have aged thirty years. He said hoarsely: "We, the Mamboya tribe, are willing to fully support the Zhan tribe in regaining the northern part of the mainland!" "We, the Emerosil tribe, are willing to  Full support for the War Clan!¡± ¡°I, the Crow Clan, are willing to fully support¡­¡± ¡°I, the Qiu Clan, are willing to¡­¡± ¡°I, the Amblay Clan¡­¡± ¡°I, the Hantrey Clan¡­¡± Following Modo, the Deputy Minister of the Parliament  Corey's statement on the spot, six of the twelve dominant tribes and some scattered small tribes immediately expressed their support for the war clan's actions, asking for people and supplies.  They are almost all supporters of the advance team, and many team members are from these tribes.  "We, the War Clan, are willing to fight with the coalition until death!" With the support of so many forces at once, Banuman, the member of the War Clan, became more confident.  The atmosphere at the venue seemed to be infected by the words of the Zhan tribesmen. More and more members of the assembly clapped their hands on the table and shouted in unison. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? "We will fight until we die!" Boom!  "We will fight until we die!"  - Dong Dong!  Two dazzling fireballs exploded in the distance, and the blue-white particle beam that continued to shoot out suddenly stopped.  US Captain Grint put away his telescope, climbed up from behind a pile of rocks, still bowed, and gestured to his comrades behind him.  "Hit the target! Move immediately!" "Move! Move! Move!~" A small group of U.S. soldiers wearing yellow and white desert camouflage quickly moved.  "Magic Yag, it's time for us to leave!" Communications officer Lieutenant Magellan gestured to the magician wearing a gray robe to follow him. The two parties did not understand each other's language and could only use such gestures to communicate.  Fortunately, under normal circumstances, there is not much information to be expressed, and the dozen or so agreed gestures are enough.  ¡°Go!go!¡± Magicians are one of the best at learning. The seventh-level magician Yager has been able to master some commonly used words in just a few days.  "Yes! Let's-go! Touch ve!" Lieutenant Magellan carried the communication radio on his back and nodded vigorously. Who cares about grammar at this time, as long as he can get along with it.  A dozen heavily armed elite American soldiers, carrying automatic assault rifles, squad machine guns, large-caliber sniper rifles, mortars and other weapons, carefully alternated back and forth to cover the transfer of Magician Yager to the next scheduled combat position.  At a height of 2,000 meters in the sky, an unmanned reconnaissance aircraft was providing reconnaissance cover for them to ensure the magician's safety on the battlefield.  As soon as the team evacuated, several spherical bombs fell from the sky, blasting several large craters with a diameter of more than two meters where the magician Yager was standing when he released the spell.  ??The scene of heavily armed modern special forces teaming up with magicians who only existed in fantasy novels or movies and TV series in the past is really very inconsistent.  In fact, from the beginning, the T41 team was not used to the sudden addition of an unarmed magician to the team, just like an extra burden.  It wasn't until the opponent released a shower of meteors and fire that plowed through the enemy position two kilometers away that the soldiers carrying M8 light automatic assault rifles realized that they had an extra humanoid self-propelled "Katyusha"  , or a humanoid self-propelled "large-caliber howitzer".  The combat effectiveness of the entire team immediately changed qualitatively.  The high-level magicians from the Firmament Star have become a bright spot on the battlefield in Oceania. These humanoid self-propelled artillery have completely surpassed modern conventional artillery in terms of mobility, strike power and sustaining power.   Exhausted of mental power and elemental energy?  ! ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT out of the bottle, hold the crystal energy spell array and meditate for a moment, and you can regain full power.  As for the combat consumables carried, they are not as heavy as an artillery shell, right?  What's more, there is also a huge space alchemy memory.  ¡°You only need to take a military off-road jeep or an armed helicopter, and under the protection of a small team of special forces, you can carry out a thousand-mile attack. You can change places as soon as you hit. The maneuverability is so high that you don¡¯t need it.  A 155 mm caliber howitzer that weighs at least three tons can only stare at the ground. Want to move forward at a speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour?  Go ahead and dream!  In the interior of Oceania, there are at least hundreds of special magic teams like this active on the battlefield.  Teams with thunder magicians are also equipped with a variety of individual heavy equipment such as the "Earth Warrior" exoskeleton individual tactical armor, the "Dragon Guard" individual tactical armor or the "Suganov" mobile heavy armor.  The reason is simple. Charging is convenient. With such a personal generator, there is no need to worry about insufficient power supply.  At least until today's human civilization and dragoon magic industry have reached an import agreement for crystal energy batteries, the special magic team on the battlefield can only use this artificial method to maintain the continuous combat capability of these individual tactical equipment. For this reason, the team  The magician must also bring a high-power transformer.  Because it is not far from the next combat position, the T41 special magic team can reach it on foot.  Magellan, the communications officer who was protected by his comrades together with the magician Yag, suddenly said loudly: "The T69 team encountered an attack, and the command center ordered us to go to support immediately." The captain, Lieutenant Grint, stopped, turned around and asked: "How far away is it?  "Far away?" "Southwest, 5 kilometers!" Lieutenant Magellan took out his tactical tablet and swiped it a few times, and an electronic map appeared on the screen.  "Okay! Let's go now! I hope they can hold on!" Lieutenant Grint looked at the magicians in the team.  Automatic rifle plus magic, *** still feels awkward.  "What?" The magician Yag looked unnatural as he was stared at. What on earth are these people on earth going to do?  ¡°Tell him we¡¯re going to use a car, an armored truck.¡± The language barrier made Lieutenant Grint feel a headache, so he could only let the communications officer be responsible for assisting in communication.  Most of the supplies carried by the special magic team are in the magician's space alchemy storage, including vehicles.  15 kilometers is neither close nor far. An armored truck carrying a magician and a dozen U.S. special forces discovered the endangered T69 special magic team in 12 minutes.  Three or four U.S. military special forces kept turning around and shooting. The M8 light automatic assault rifles in their hands fired continuously in long bursts. They fought and retreated. Two burly special forces forced a magician who seemed to be injured to go far away.  Running wildly, there was a special soldier following closely behind, using his body as a human shield.  Only half of the entire team was left. Even in the process of escaping in embarrassment, they still risked their lives to save the only magician in the team.  A blue-white particle beam shot out, and a U.S. special forces soldier in charge of the aftermath was shot through the chest on the spot. His figure stagnated, and he fell heavily to the ground without moving.  The fleeing T69 team once again lost one person.  Behind them, more than thirty "Sauron" war beasts and a dozen Third Era soldiers were chasing after them. The drone following the T69 Special Magic Team was nowhere to be seen, and the drone of the T41 Special Magic Team was nowhere to be seen.  A few minutes ago, a "Dust Bee" unmanned reconnaissance aircraft of the Third Age civilization was shot down. The drone battle between the two sides was a one-on-one draw.  "That's right! It's them! Damn it, they can't hold on anymore." Lieutenant Magellan, the communications officer in the passenger seat, turned around and shouted at the people in the car.  "Stop! Stop! Protect me!" Magician Yager threw two huge tower shields from the space alchemy memory he carried with him, then slapped the cockpit of the truck hard and shouted in common language.  Although these two alchemy tower shields are not satisfactory in dealing with particle beam attacks, they are better than nothing.  "Protect Yag, he is going to activate magic! Sniper, put up your gun." Captain Green immediately understood what the other party meant and was immediately ready for battle.  ¡ª¡ª (To be continued.)
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