One Thousand Six Hundred and Three Late Change

After shaking the blood on his arm, the heavy mech stood up slowly, looked at the man in front of him, and asked through the loudspeaker, "Stanley?"

Looking up and seeing the familiar individual mecha, Stanley grinned: "It's me! You are finally here!"

Behind him, a swordsman was about to launch an attack, but before he could activate his flying sword, he was knocked back in embarrassment by a row of electromagnetic rifle bullets in the distance.

The swordsman's flying sword helped him block the first bullet from the electromagnetic rifle, but he couldn't block the second bullet.

The bullet pierced his shoulder in an instant, blood splashed out immediately, the swordsman staggered in pain, and then another bullet hit his lower abdomen, making a huge hole.

The few swordsmen who were about to besiege were suddenly pale with fright, and they hurriedly looked for cover to avoid possible attacks on them.

But just as they hid their bodies, an individual missile exploded above their heads, and countless prefabricated fragments enveloped the nearby battlefield, turning this place into a bloodbathed hell in an instant.

These swordsmen couldn't defend against such a dense fragment covering attack at all. Most of them fell to the ground screaming. Only a few high-cultivation ones survived by covering their whole bodies with spiritual energy.

One of the senior swordsmen with a pale face poked his head out from behind the tree, wanting to see the situation on the battlefield.

As a result, his head protruded from behind the tree when it was shot by a sniper hiding in the distance.

At the same time, the special soldier in front of Stanley stretched out his palm, waved it in front of him, and greeted him solemnly: "Nice to meet you."

"Do you need me to lead the way? I know where those damn rebels are." Stanley turned his head, looked at the direction he came from, and asked.

He felt that he could do more to help the Alan Hill Empire troops who had landed on this planet find their main target.

In his opinion, as long as the leader of the rebel army and the main leaders of the remnants of the Heavenly Sword Sect were eliminated, the battle seemed to be over.

The only thing that made him feel a little nervous was that the other party seemed to have a very powerful character, a terrifying existence that could open a space portal.

The battle was still going on, and the rebels who came one after another, as well as some strong men from the Heavenly Sword Sect, finally discovered the horror of the invading enemy.

Until now, they have not been able to kill a member of the special forces of the Alan Hill Empire!

They have almost never experienced such a battle, and to this point, they don't even know who their opponent is.

These swordsmen who fled here from the original Tianjian Shenzong sect also fought against the guards.

In their view, there should be no enemy more powerful than the Watcher in this world. But the reality is very cruel, a stronger enemy suddenly appeared in front of them.

The strength of the guardian is the coexistence of quantity and quality. The Warden's troops are powerful, and their numbers are desperate. Under such circumstances, it was only natural for the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect to be defeated.

And now, these swordsmen who have seen the power of the watchman once again refreshed their understanding of the concept of power.

These special forces from the Alan Hill Empire in front of them are powerful, so powerful that they cannot reach a height.

"Destroy these intruders! Don't let any one go!" Behind the mound, an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect loudly ordered to his disciples and grandchildren.

"Master! Didn't you say you want to catch alive?" A swordsman asked.

"Are you crazy? Can't you see how powerful the opponent is? Fighting against an opponent of this level, you have to be timid and take care of other things, don't you want to die?" The elder pointed at the constantly exploding battlefield in the distance. .

"Such an opponent may not be able to beat with all his strength.

Still want to capture alive? "He scolded angrily: "First find a way to kill a few and reduce their number."

"How many to kill? What a bold tone!" Just as the elder ordered his subordinates, a special soldier in a mecha stood on the top of the hill overlooking his target.

His words surprised all the swordsmen of the Heavenly Sword Sect. These people immediately put on a guard posture, and the flying swords also hovered over their shoulders.

As a result, in the next second, shells like raindrops fell, covering the entire battlefield. This is simply an indiscriminate attack, with explosions everywhere, shrapnel flying everywhere, and the screams of wounded swordsmen everywhere.

In the permeating dust, a ray of light flickered. The magic defense barrier was blown away and smoke was raised by the rockets, and the special soldier just now started to move forward.

"Cough! Cough cough cough!" A swordsman who had managed to survive the catastrophe was still coughing in the dust, and was pierced through the chest by a bullet flying in the smoke.

Under such low visibility conditions, the special forces of the Alan Hill Empire with a night vision system are obviously more advantageous.

His ability to fight normally in conditions of extremely low visibility was the reason why he called in artillery support before launching his attack.

The Special Forces Operation Regulations of the Alan Hill Empire clearly stipulates that it is strictly forbidden for special forces to be competitive when performing tasks, and must aim to complete the task. Therefore, the special forces of the Alan Hill Empire have never been too big when fighting, and it has always been their top priority to eliminate the obstacles in front of them as conveniently as possible.

Amidst the thick smoke, a ray of light suddenly lit up, and in the terrified eyes of a wounded swordsman, the light cut off the head of a swordsman not far in front of him.

His face turned pale with fright, and he wanted to move his body to crawl backwards, but because of his injuries, he struggled for a long time without dragging a few meters backwards.

In the smoke, the ray of light approached little by little, and a tall man in armor walked up to the wounded swordsman step by step.

"Ah!" A frightened scream echoed in the air, and then suddenly stopped.

On the other side of the battlefield, in front of Stanley, after hearing his words, a special soldier in a mecha laughed: "Ha! No need! They won't be able to escape this time."

"No need?" Stanley didn't understand the meaning, he was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously repeated it.

"Yes! No need! Soon, this place will cease to exist." The special soldier with an electromagnetic rifle gave way and said.

"What do you mean?" Stanley still didn't respond, he forgot to take a step while standing there, and asked.

"This will be the first time that the empire will destroy a living planet and be completely destroyed by the Star Destroyer." Without concealment, one of the special forces revealed more than a secret plan.

The Alan Hill Empire fleet hovering in outer space is indeed preparing to destroy this planet. In fact they have charged their primary weapons and are already on target.

"My God" Stanley was dumbfounded when he heard the news. He really didn't expect that the empire didn't even want the precious planet this time.

Even the population that has always been cherished very much is gone, and even the precious livable planet is given up. The anger of His Majesty the Emperor can be imagined.

"Get out of here with me!" The special forces who greeted Stanley said again after casually sifting a few rebel soldiers who were probing their heads in the distance.

"They have jump technology." Stanley remembered something, and after walking a few steps, he reminded him again.

He remembered the terrifying scene before, an old man standing on a high hill, using the energy in his body, he tore apart the space, and established a terrifying space portal named Cambridge in the capital of the new 6th district.

If this time, the other party sensed danger and created another space portal, wouldn't it make them run away again?

Moreover, after running away this time, it will be difficult to find these rebel leaders and that terrifying old man of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The special forces leading the way didn't have the slightest surprise, and answered directly: "Yes, we already know that they have leap technology."

Just kidding, these rebels used the jump technology to escape. How could the senior management of the Alan Hill Empire give the other party a chance to jump and escape?

"If they discover our plan, they will probably run away again with the Cambridge jump technology." Stanley continued to remind.

"Don't worry." As they walked forward, the special forces leading the way said with a smile, "We have already prepared."

Inside the new sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, in a side hall, Old Polk and his nephew were discussing what to do next.

The old Polks are old and sophisticated, and they feel very accurate. He felt that he was about to face a catastrophe, so he walked around in a small circle anxiously: "They must be prevented from leaving this planet! I always feel that something is wrong! This is definitely not right!"

His nephew was a soldier, so he stood upright and full of youthful vigor.

However, his words were full of late despair: "Yeah, it's unreasonable that the other party doesn't have more troops entering the atmosphere. I've seen the interstellar paratroopers' exercises, and they will continue to rush into the atmosphere!"

"We even prepared some of the only anti-aircraft missiles, but we didn't find any more targets entering the atmosphere," he said, sighing helplessly.

The rebels are not without heavy weapons. In addition to the scrap iron 4 tanks, there are actually some anti-aircraft missiles and some supporting radar systems.

It's just that most of these things cannot be replenished in a short period of time, so the rebels regard them as treasures and are unwilling to use them at will.

However, because of their relationship with others, these rebels really improved the sect of Tianjian Shenzong and made it stronger.

"That's why I said it's wrong! It's really wrong, it's definitely wrong! There must be some difference!" Old Polk said, still circling back and forth, his forehead covered with sweat.

Old Polk's nephew seemed to have thought of something, he clenched his fist with one hand and smashed it into the palm of the other, and said angrily, "They're not planning to occupy this place, they're just trying to take that damn undercover away!"

"They want to carry out an indiscriminate attack! It must be like this! They must want to carry out orbital bombing!" His words reminded Old Polk, and the sweat on Old Polk's forehead became more intense.

Old Polk's nephew looked embarrassed, and continued to remind: "Uncle, Uncle, we don't know the size of the Alan Hill Empire fleet yet."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Old Polk asked irritably, remembering the woman he killed just now.

The nephew reminded with a horrified expression: "So, what if they have battleships? What should we do? What if the coming is not an orbital bombing? What if it is a star destroyer?"

"You, don't scare me." Old Pok was also frightened for an instant, took a step back and scolded.

His nephew felt more and more that his guess was justified, and immediately persuaded him: "Uncle! We must take action! Go and ask the Supreme Elder to quickly open a new portal and get out of here."

"We've learned our lesson this time! We're the only ones going, and we're going in secret! We don't take anyone with us, and we don't tell anyone!" After finishing speaking, he added another sentence.

Now he is already scared, he is really afraid that another traitor will appear in his team and give his information and coordinates to Alan Hill again.

"What you said makes sense!" Old Pok rushed into the stream and immediately nodded in agreement: "This time, choose your confidant and go together!"

Having said this, he felt that the delay would change, and he immediately walked towards the hall where the Supreme Elder was located: "Let's go! Let's go immediately! We can't wait any longer!"

"We have brought a brand new transition blocking device this time! Therefore, space transition is no longer possible around here! Unless we stop that device ourselves!" Stanley, who was walking behind him, said.

"Oh my God." Speaking of this, Stanley has seen this device before. Many planets in the Alan Hill Empire have this kind of device. Although its volume has been much smaller than when it first appeared, it is still a giant. It is definitely not an easy task to get this thing here.

"So?" Stanley couldn't believe it, and asked half a sentence after being shocked.

"Yes! No matter who is the enemy of the Alan Hill Empire, he is dead!" The special forces commander who greeted him smiled and said: "Hello! Hero! I was ordered to come here!" Commander who escorted you home!"

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the spaceship in the distance behind him: "Listen everyone! Shrink the defense line! We will break out of contact with the enemy in ten minutes, and we will retreat! Return to the fleet!"

"Understood!" There was a reply from the communicator.