1555 Miracles Don't Always Happen

On the ground of the planet Higgs 5, on the edge of the huge collapsed bunker, the swordsman, who had already taken off his bulletproof vest, leaned on a broken concrete block and wiped his flying sword full of gaps.

Beside him, lay a medical soldier wearing a powered mech. His body had been crushed and deformed, and his body was covered with mud. He was obviously dug out from the collapsed ruins.

Not far away, a group of soldiers were firing non-stop in the direction of the enemy's attack. Everything seemed to be at the end of the day.

The ammunition was about to run out soon, and many people had already prepared their own glorious ammunition. There was also a grenade beside the swordsman. Obviously, he also knew the purpose of this grenade.

"You can leave." The officer with gauze wrapped around his head and his arms hung on his chest pinched the cigarette from his mouth with his hand, and said to the swordsman with a puff of smoke.

"A good friend of mine was buried over there..." The swordsman looked at the direction where the trench continued, and replied inappropriately.

The officer took another puff of the cigarette and shook his head: "If you hadn't given me this cigarette, I wouldn't even understand what's the use of smoking this thing."

He smiled self-deprecatingly: "Now I don't know what's the use... But, I still thank you for giving me this cigarette..."

After finishing speaking, he threw most of the cigarette wasted at his feet, crushed it with his feet, and continued: "Your friend's body has been eaten up by those damn watchmen, there is nothing left, you are Now that we have regained that position, there is nothing left."

"I know." The swordsman nodded, agreeing with the other party's point of view: "I know what you said."

While speaking, he sighed deeply: "I don't have any real friends in Tianjian Shenzong. When I came here and met him, I have a 'friend' that I can talk to. You all say I am a clone... But I think you are more human than many real people."

"So I will stay and accompany him." The swordsman stood up as he said, ignoring the blood oozing from his shoulders, and walked towards the battlefield that had just exploded.

"Heavenly Sword Divine Sect... Li Shan is here..." He overlooked the army of sweepers pressing up along the hillside, and sang in a voice that only he could hear: "Those who are not afraid of death, come up and fight!"

Before the approaching sweepers rushed to the front of the position, he jumped out of the trench, rushed into the crowd of sweepers with a few strides, waved his hands, and the flying sword swam around his body, like a fairy.

His white robe, which was already full of stains, moved left and right among the crowd of sweepers, like a white lightning, splitting pieces of dark clouds.

"Crack!" The flying sword pierced through the head of a sweeper, flung it in the air with blood, and slammed into the enemy next to it again.

Before the other party could react, he was cut in the shoulder by the flying sword, his ugly face twisted and screamed, and he fell straight to the ground.

And the flying sword that was no longer sharp flew high again and slashed at the third sweeper who was trying to surround him.

On the other side, without the protection of the flying sword, the swordsman clenched his fist with his left hand and his right hand, with aura wrapped around his body, he dashed left and right in the crowd.

The sharp fingers of an approaching sweeper cut the flesh and blood on the swordsman's chest,

At the same time, the sweeper's arm was bent up and down by the swordsman's hands, bending it into a twisted shape.

"Ha!" The swordsman shouted, not knowing whether it was because of pain or anger. Accompanied by his shout, the flying sword floating beside him was like a ghost, drawing a circle in front of him, chopping off seven or eight Sweeper soldiers who were approaching him.

"Drink!" He slapped the sweeper whose arm was broken by him on the forehead, stepping on the other's distorted face and jumping high.

Then stretched his hands forward, bent down and slammed his palms down, using the gravity of his body to smash the shoulders of another sweeper, and broke the two magical energy cannons on the sweeper's shoulders.

When he landed, he rolled over, and when he just got up, a sweeper's sharp palm like a knife pierced through his ribs, tearing out a deep bone wound.

Blood gushed out immediately, and the old wound on Li Shan's shoulder was torn open due to the violent activity. The blood flowed down his clothes, staining half of his body red.

"Cough..." Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Li Shan covered the wound under his ribs with the palm of his hand, pulled out a pistol from his waist with the other hand, and pulled the trigger on the crowd of sweepers in front of him.

"Boom! Boom!" The bullet casings fell at his feet one by one, and the two sweepers fell down unwillingly covering the bullet holes, and the pistol in Li Shan's hand also became empty and on standby.

He threw the gun out casually, the expression on his face distorted with pain. His flying sword once again pierced into the body of a pounced sweeper, and when he tried to pull it out, he was overwhelmed and broke in two.

The broken flying sword fell to the ground, and Li Shan also lost his greatest cover. The sweepers around rushed forward, and the ugly cries echoed in Li Shan's ears.

He closed his eyes, and groped for the round pull ring with his hand covering the wound. It was his glory bomb, and it was the way he had been looking forward to a long time ago to find his friend.

"Clang!" He pulled the safety of the grenade, and then he was overwhelmed by a group of hungry sweepers.

Two seconds later, the explosion engulfed the rushing Sweepers, and then more Sweepers swarmed up, gnawing on the minced meat and the corpses of their companions.

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In the universe, the Alan Hill Empire rushed into the destroyer fleet on the enemy's flank. Inside the bridge of destroyer No. 11402, the middle-aged captain wore a huge spacesuit helmet and stared at the universe outside the porthole.

Relying on the number, his fleet is already close to the enemy's fleet, but the difference in strength between the two sides is too great.

Right in front of his eyes, an enemy warship of Judgment was turning rapidly, and a destroyer of the Alan Hill Empire was rapidly approaching the enemy ship that was turning its bow.

An energy torpedo flashing this light rushed out of the destroyer's bow, like a meteor hitting the side of the Judgment warship.

The huge explosion engulfed a forest of spikes on the side of the adjudicator battleship, watching these spikes drift slowly into the universe along with the explosion.

However, no more explosions came. Obviously, this powerful blow did not penetrate the outer armor protection of the Arbiter battleship, nor did it cause a martyrdom explosion.

After a short period of splendor, everything returned to silence. The space destroyer of the Alan Hill Empire, which launched energy torpedoes at a very close distance, had to start turning rapidly to avoid possible counterattacks.

Sure enough, in the next second, under everyone's gaze, the shells fired by the small energy cannon on the Adjudicator hit the turning destroyer.

After the defensive magic energy barrier flickered a few times, it ran out of energy and lost its effect. Raindrops of shells fell on the outer armor of the destroyer, melted and penetrated the armor, and blew up the electromagnetic gun turret on the destroyer.

Fierce explosions happened one after another, and the hull of the destroyer that was turning its bow began to twist. In the end, the overwhelmed hull broke, and the entire bow of the destroyer was pushed out by the explosion, suspended in the vast universe.

A lot of wreckage was thrown out from the broken hull, some were parts of equipment, and some were the broken bodies of puppet robots.

Of course, if you look carefully, you can also see broken spacesuits scattered among them, dragging a long safety rope, hovering motionlessly behind a pile of monitors and console fragments.

"Destroyer No. 28331 sank..." The first officer of the female clone was already numb to such a scene. In just a few minutes, she had seen more than a dozen destroyers exploded and destroyed in front of her eyes.

Frankly speaking, even if the battleship she was on was hit and exploded, she would not feel the slightest surprise.

"Right full rudder! Has the energy torpedo been fully charged?" The captain turned his eyes away from the two hulls of the exploded destroyer No. 28331, looked at the weapons officer and asked loudly.

"Ninety-two percent of the charge is complete!" The weapon officer replied nervously, and then he directed the gunner in the turret loudly into the communicator: "The electromagnetic gun fires! If we don't suppress the opponent's attack, we will be finished." Already!"

Accompanied by his shout, the electromagnetic gun turret on the deck of destroyer No. 11402 adjusted its angle slightly, and then launched a series of attacks.

The slightly retracted gun barrel fired one electromagnetic cannon shell after another. These extremely fast electromagnetic cannon shells hit the shell of the huge Judgment warship without even splashing a single drop of water.

Although it was futile, this was the only way they could attack now, and a deep sense of powerlessness flooded everyone's hearts.

Energy torpedoes cannot sink the Arbiter battleship. This is something everyone knows. They have known it from the beginning, and they know it clearly.

The fleet of destroyers rushing up like moths to a flame is using their own lives to delay precious time.

"Why hasn't the main fleet arrived yet...Damn it!" the captain frowned and muttered, anxiously waiting for the news that the energy torpedo had been fully charged.

Although he knew that the energy torpedo could not penetrate the opponent's armor, but it was also the most powerful weapon in his hand.

"Enter the coordinates of the location where destroyer No. 28331 attacked just now into the computer! The attitude engine starts! After reaching the vertical angle, immediately adjust to the corresponding coordinate position at full speed!" The captain stood up and issued a series of orders.

In the universe, the side of the battleship with the 11402 artistic word hull number sprayed on the side, the nozzle of the engine sprayed out hot flames, the huge hull flexibly avoided a series of energy cannon shells, and slid to the side near the wreckage of the destroyer 28331 Location.

"When..." The huge hull of destroyer 11402 knocked away a fragment of armor floating in space, and the wreckage of a broken attitude engine of destroyer 28331 was also violently knocked out.

"Ninety-nine percent charged!" The weapon officer shouted excitedly.

"Get ready to fire! Aim at the place where destroyer No. 28331 attacked just now, and make a second attack!" The captain stared sharply at the scars on the shell of the Arbiter battleship that could still be seen, and ordered loudly.

"The enemy's artillery fire is coming!" The female adjutant reminded loudly, staring at the ballistic surveillance data.

"It's too late...I broke my promise...I'm sorry, I couldn't take you out of here alive..." The captain turned his head, looked at the female clone first officer with a QR code on his forehead, and squeezed out an ugly smile .

"Charging is complete!" The weapons officer shouted loudly.

"Fire!" The captain ordered without looking back.

"Boom!" From the bow of destroyer No. 11402, an energy torpedo shot out, and the dazzling light directly hit the hull of the Arbiter battleship whose shell was still damaged.

"Boom!" At almost the same moment, a row of energy clusters shattered the already crumbling magic defense barrier and hit the fragile side armor of the destroyer.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A series of penetrations and explosions devoured the huge and beautiful artistic word "11402" on the destroyer's side armor, and also knocked off the electromagnetic gun turret that hadn't returned to its place on the deck.

"Actually, the barcode on your forehead is not ugly, I like it very much." The captain looked at his adjutant and praised: "You are a beautiful girl, I actually wanted to be with you for a long time..."

"Actually...me too..." The adjutant also had a smile on his face, wanting to say something to his captain.

However, before she finished speaking, she was engulfed by the flames that exploded behind her. The spacesuit mask in front of the captain was shattered by the explosion, and was also involved in the explosion, blown into space.

In the flames of destroyer No. 11402's explosion, the Arbiter battleship was still turning slowly. Although it had been attacked twice in a row just now, although there were some explosions, there was still no irreparable damage.

Farther away, the few remaining Erlan Hill Empire destroyers are still attacking the watchman's fleet like a group of mad dogs. These small warships rushed into the enemy ship formation recklessly, and then were sunk and exploded into a gorgeous ball. flames.

The battle is far from over, and even for the war between the Warden and the Alan Hill Empire, everything has just begun.

Miracles don't always happen. In the battle on the ground, Li Shan couldn't retrieve his friend's body until he died in battle; in the universe, the captain of destroyer No. 11402 couldn't see his own reinforcements until he died in battle.

On the surface of Higgs 5 planet, on the forward position, a sweeper who lowered his head and gnawed on the corpse of a clone grenadier raised his head and saw a palm-sized drone hovering in front of him, a tiny The camera is looking at him like eyes.

In the vast universe, not far behind the remnant warships of the destroyer fleet of the Alan Hill Empire, in the dark universe, a red outline light suddenly flashed, and the star-studded distance was blocked by a huge darkness up...