One Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Two Come Back

In the pitch-black universe, there are densely packed shining stars, and among these shining stars, a fleet that is too large to be added is marching.

Huge golden eagles are painted on the gray-white battleship hull, and the battleships with hull numbers as huge as castles are arranged in a neat line, extending far into the universe.

On the side of these huge battleships, another battleship forms a straight line. The volume is super huge. The square-headed and square-brained Irish Empire transport ship is releasing small spaceships one by one. These spaceships are hovering around the transport ship, as dense as a nebula. .

Compared with the time when the war with the watchmen just broke out, the space fleet of the Alan Hill Empire at this moment is larger and more powerful.

The interior of these spaceships with inscriptions of floating magic engraved below them, the slightly narrow cabins are full of warriors wrapped in steel.

Every soldier holds an electromagnetic rifle and is locked on his seat by restraint locks, like statues one by one. Above their heads, there are status lights one by one, showing the status of each fighter.

An officer wearing a power armor walked past the armored grenadiers one by one, and loudly encouraged them: "Gentlemen! Get ready! Let our enemies see how powerful we are! "

"Yes! Sir!" All the soldiers replied loudly.

"Long live the Alan Hill Empire!" The officer continued to shout loudly.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" All the soldiers echoed.

Seeing the increasingly dense spaceships outside the porthole, the officer walked back to his seat, sat down and connected the restraint device. He was fixed in place, and all the joints of his armor were locked.

His visor closed automatically, and then the projection inside lit up, showing the situation of the battlefield and the information of the landing site.

After confirming that his power mecha was normal, he loudly reminded everyone: "Check all weapons! The spaceship has left the fleet orbit!"

Accompanied by his order, spaceships densely packed like nebula passed the space cruisers and battleships in front, and rushed towards the distant planet with flashing lights.

A pleasant female voice came from the earphones: "All officers and soldiers who participated in the battle! The great moment is coming! The Higgs 4 planetary counterattack has begun...God bless the Alan Hill Empire!"

"Huh!" A spaceship with flashing position lights rushed towards the Higgs 4 planet, and in a farther place,

The 5th Space Fleet of the Alan Hill Empire, which has just replenished 10,000 warships, is engaged in a fierce firefight with the Guardian Fleet near Higgs 4.

Intensive artillery fire was intertwined between the two fleets, and the black and shining energy rays going back and forth would always cause a series of explosions wherever they passed.

The wreckage of the battleship that had exploded and shattered floated in the universe, and was hit again by the artillery fire from both sides, causing an even more tragic explosion.

Space junk is floating everywhere in the entire war zone. In the past 7 days alone, the Alan Hill Empire has lost more than 11,000 warships here.

The wrecks of these warships are floating near the battlefield, like a huge garbage dump, which looks as creepy as a ghost land.

In the boundless darkness, beside the shell of the shattered battleship, there were broken spacesuits floating one after another. The broken glass reflected the light of the surrounding stars, and the torn wires floated in the vacuum like jellyfish tentacles.

The resources lost every hour here are almost as much as the resources spent by the Alan Hill Empire to serve the Alante Empire! The war that broke out here explained in a real sense what is meant by the sound of a cannon.

"The space near the landing site has been cleared!" The commander's voice sounded in the earphones of the pilot who was driving the spaceship towards the Higgs 4 planet: "But this place is still within the danger zone! Proceed with caution!"

"Understood!" "Understood!" In the communication channel, there was a reply from the drivers.

Suddenly, the Z fighter jets following these landing craft began to move away in one direction. Immediately afterwards, a sharp warning came from the headset: "The radar shows that the enemy carrier-based aircraft is approaching! The enemy carrier-based aircraft is approaching!"

Under the nervous eyes of all the pilots, a Slayer carrier-based aircraft of the Watcher Forces passed the landing spaceship formation of the Alan Hill Empire Landing Force like a nimble swallow.

Behind the Slayer fighter plane, the engine of a spaceship was hit by a black energy cluster, and an explosion occurred, rolling out a burst of flames.

The injured landing ship immediately began to slow down, broke away from the main force, and started to start the reverse engine to slow down its own spaceship.

This is not a joke, once it is caught in the gravitational force and cannot escape, the spaceship can only rush straight to Higgs 4! Its outer shell has been severely damaged, and entering the atmosphere in this state is basically no different from suicide.

So returning to the voyage immediately is the only way out for this spacecraft, and the pilot on this spacecraft did the same.

"Boom!" Although they couldn't hear it, some pilots on the side of the landing formation still clearly saw the fireball formed by the explosion of the Killer fighter jet.

The Z-fighters of the Ireland Hill Empire stared at it, and then shot it down on the other side.

The other Killer fighter did not find a chance to attack the landing ship in the end, because behind him, there were two Z-type fighters following him from beginning to end, and they were always interfering with him, making him unable to land on the Alan Hill Empire with peace of mind. The fleet attacked.

Inside the landing spacecraft, a pilot turned on the communication switch with the cargo compartment behind him, and loudly reminded: "Enter the atmosphere in 15 seconds! Enter the atmosphere in 15 seconds!"

Not long after his words passed, everyone felt the violent vibration of the spaceship they were in. This shows that they have entered the atmosphere, and the hull of the spacecraft is rubbing against the atmosphere violently.

During the turbulence, the commander who saw the system prompt announced loudly: "The fleet orbital bombing has begun! Please remain calm!"

One second after the prompt ended, countless gun barrels sprayed out dazzling light on the Irish battleships lined up in a long line behind the landing spaceship!

These interstellar paratroopers can't see, outside the battleship they are on, above the higher sky, countless electromagnetic artillery shells are rushing towards the predetermined target along the predetermined trajectory.

Soon, it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was an instant, the shells fired by those electromagnetic guns quickly surpassed the landing spacecraft below, dragged a long comet tail, and rushed to the ground.

On the ground, the army of guards who were advancing couldn't help but raise their heads at this moment, wanting to see the spectacular picture above their heads.

It is absolutely not an exaggeration to describe it as spectacular, because the Alan Hill Empire has prepared tens of thousands of landing spacecraft, just to allow hundreds of thousands of millions of interstellar paratroopers to land on Higgs 4 at the same time.

A few seconds later, these sweeper troops looking up at the sky were swallowed by the orbital bombardment that fell from the sky.

The ground is shaking, the mountains are collapsing, the orbital bombardment is tearing every inch of the landing zone, the whole area is shaking, and the entire area is full of swept and destroyed Sweeper forces.

The eggs of the unhatched Sweeper were smashed and destroyed, and the falling stones smashed one Sweeper after another into a pulp. On the other side of the orbital bombardment, a nuclear bomb fell from the sky, and General Frundsberg again At this time, the entire Sweeper unit was thrown into trouble.

In an instant, the situation became worse. The landing troops of the Alan Hill Empire hadn't landed yet, and the troops of the sweepers had already suffered heavy losses.

Raising his hand, he pushed the two buttons on the top of his head. While controlling the spaceship, the pilot of the landed spaceship loudly reminded the interstellar paratroopers behind. "The landing spacecraft starts to slow down! The flight attitude is adjusted! The escort fighter is released!"

Just as his voice stopped, some special landing craft mixed behind these full-staffed landing craft suddenly blasted the heat-insulating shell behind them.

Below these heat-insulated shells are the J-30 advanced fighter jets in the atmosphere fixed on the ring restraint locks.

After learning that the F-series fighter jets were outdated and unable to meet the needs of the war, the high-level executives of the Alan Hill Empire resolutely gave up these outdated equipment.

The current Alan Hill Empire has begun full-scale production of 30 series of weapons and equipment, including Z-30 and J-30, Y-30 and H-30, etc.

The previous US air force equipment has been gradually eliminated from the air force series, and most of the remaining equipment is given to the second-line troops.

Of course, this kind of refitting requires a process, a long process. With the current army size of the Alan Hill Empire, it may take ten years to eliminate outdated F-16 and F-15 fighter jets.

After being completely exposed to the air, these fighter jets fixed on the spaceship by ring pylons were ejected one by one like missiles being launched.

Because of the thin air, these aerodynamically flying planes began to descend rapidly, but soon they regained self-control, and began to fly with the landing craft that lit up the floating magic circle at the bottom.

Black energy groups flew head-on, and the Prowler fighter jets began to intercept these landing ships of the Alan Hill Empire that rushed into the atmosphere.

And the fighter force in the atmosphere of the Alan Hill Empire, which was just released, has already greeted it and started fighting!

"I'll follow you! I'll follow you!" The wingman pilot controlled the J-30 fighter jet to follow behind the lead plane, and after smashing a Prowler fighter jet with an electromagnetic cannon, he repeated nervously while shaking the joystick with.

Behind him, two other J-30 fighter jets roared and turned somersaults, driving the two Prowlers trying to approach the landing craft into the distance.

"I see the target!" In the transparent cockpit, the pilot twisted his neck and aimed his helmet sight at the enemy behind him.

Below his plane, a series of sparkling small missiles spewed out, directly destroying the Prowler fighter that was trying to launch an attack.

In an instant, the downed fighter jets on both sides crashed, dragging long black smoke and falling to the ground. However, there are more landed spacecraft with long comet tails, which are rapidly approaching the ground.

The violent turbulence caused the pilot's body to shake slightly. While pushing the joystick, the spaceship pilot repeated the password: "Attitude engine starts! Deceleration begins!"

The reverse propeller in front of the spaceship was ignited and emitted a long flame, the rapidly descending spaceship suddenly decelerated, and the outside of the spaceship's hull was completely burnt black.

When approaching the ground, the landing gear protruded from the bottom of the spacecraft. Compared with the one-time re-entry capsule, this landing spacecraft is obviously more advanced.

After the landing gear hit the ground and the hydraulic rod was compressed, the huge hatch on the side of the spaceship opened at the same time, and the interstellar paratroopers who were fixed on their seats inside the spaceship were also released from the fixed state at this moment.

The hot ground was still steaming, and the original topography was almost invisible on the battlefield after the orbital bombardment.

A few minutes ago, the ground had just shaken here, and the air was even filled with dust, making it impossible to see the distance clearly.

"Action! Action!" The commanding voice of the commander came from the headset. The interstellar paratroopers with weapons rushed out of the landing spaceship one by one.

Under their feet were the remains of the Sweeper soldiers. Not far away, electromagnetic tanks one after another were running over the bodies of the Sweepers that were beginning to dissipate, firing non-stop into the distance.

"Yes! Yes! We have merged with the ground troops! Coordinates 559! Repeat! Coordinates 559! The enemy is retreating!" A commander knelt on the ground with a few vigilant grenadiers and a signal soldier standing beside him. The ultra-powerful communication equipment has been supported, and a cauldron-like antenna has been opened.

The commander glanced at the situation on the battlefield and the summary of the enemy's situation, grabbed the communicator and continued to call: "Yes! General Hart! I am standing on the Higgs 4 planet!"

"Huh!" A huge whistling sound galloped past the officer's head, everyone raised their heads subconsciously, and saw shells flying into the distance like raindrops.

Looking in the direction of the shells, there are dozens of huge floating warships lined up in the sky.

The intensive artillery fire is to suppress the enemy's firepower, and the mushroom cloud of nuclear weapons rising farther away is the symphony to welcome the landing troops.

Although it can only be seen a little bit clearly, this huge mushroom cloud really played the elegy of the destruction of the Guardians on the planet Higgs 4.

"For Alanhill!" A grenadier in power armor pulled a huge black golden eagle battle flag, shouted the slogan, and took a wild step forward.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Another flag bearer also raised the flag high, and in his hand was a blood-red royal blood flag.

Following the two big flags, countless interstellar paratroopers rushed forward with their weapons in hand, their figures and the two flags were quickly lost in the dust flying all over the sky.

Another landing spacecraft landed on the ground, the hatch slowly opened, and a group of mages in black magic robes drew their long swords from their waists.

They used magic to block the flying dust, and rushed towards the defeated Sweeper troops against the huge magic circles one after another.

"Boom!" A Sweeper soldier shot an energy ball at a landing spacecraft, but the energy ball was blocked by a shining magic circle that suddenly appeared not far from the spaceship.

When the sweeper turned around and wanted to run, a bolt of lightning pierced through his body, charring his body.

"Kill!" A magician pulled out the long sword from the body of the sweeper, shook off the blood on it, and shouted loudly.

In front of him, another sweeper was cut in half by a magician's sword, and fell down screaming.

"It's awful! Their voices are a kind of pollution!" a female magician complained coldly. The sharp sound, like the sound of metal rubbing against each other, made her hairs stand on end.

"Isn't that good? Another reason to kill them!" Not far from the other side, another male magician lit a sweeper, and let the other party twist in pain beside him, with a smile on his face hehe Said.

"You don't need any reason to kill them!" The female magician killed another sweeper with a fireball technique, and then said, "Or, one reason is enough!"

"What reason?" The male magician not far from her asked curiously.

"It is enough to have His Majesty's order!" The female magician stretched out her palm, grabbed it, and whispered a spell in her mouth: "xigesa, lukapawas, huqizayaxisa!"

As she finished chanting the spell in her mouth, a huge magic circle appeared in front of her. Inside the magic circle, stone bullets flew out one after another, shooting out like cannonballs, hitting a sweeper who happened to be in the ballistic path. It became a meat paste.

"Hoo...boom!" On the side of the flying soil bomb, a lightsaber that was still extremely dazzling in the dust flew quickly, piercing through seven or eight fleeing sweepers with one blow.

A swordsman in white stepped on a flying sword and skipped across the battlefield, and two huge lightsabers condensed behind him. Although there are not many swordsmen of the Nine Nether Sect, they have a lot of actual combat experience.

Being hunted down by many disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, each of these disciples of the Nine Nether Sect had combat experience. If the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect had a high level of cultivation, then the disciples of the Nine Nether Sect had rich experience.

On the battlefield, the swordsmen of the Nine Serenity Sect who wore black robes obviously performed better than the swordsmen of Shenzong who wore white robes.

However, this is a battlefield, and it is also a stage for competition. Everyone is competing, and the competition between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Jiuyou Sect is just one of them.

Another competitor is the warriors of the Demon Race. They need to work hard to prove their loyalty at any moment in exchange for the normalization of their status within the Alan Hill Empire.

Therefore, when other troops moved forward to chase and kill the watchman's troops, the Mozu's troops had already made a protrusion.

Countless Mozu soldiers held backward machine guns and rifles, and under the cover of cannons and rocket launchers, they marched forward step by step firmly.

The demon masters carrying long swords are hidden among the ordinary demon troops. Whenever they encounter conqueror fighters, they will suddenly rush out to get rid of the fire support of these sweeper troops.

On the battlefield, dragon masters and elf masters joined the battle one after another. Under the cover of the clone army, the countless regular troops of the Alan Hill Empire wiped out all the enemies near the landing area with great force. net.

The Sweeper troops, already at a disadvantage, immediately exposed their weaknesses. They have almost no habit of building fortifications, so once the front line collapses, the rear is almost undefended.

Without fortifications, you can only fight with the field troops of the Alan Hill Empire. This is simply the battlefield situation that the field troops of the Alan Hill Empire have dreamed of.

The enemy is a group target exposed to the outside, and the Alan Hill Empire has countless weapons that can target such a target-good curative effect, quick effect!

"Master Sorens! We may lose the Higgs 4 planet! The enemy is attacking us... Their elite combat power is too much, so that we can't rebuild our defense line at all!" Floating in the universe Inside the Guardian battleship, a voice echoed in the darkness with frustration and guilt.

"Hold your position! Bastard! I will send reinforcements to you when I finish the enemy fleet in front of me!" Sorens' voice sounded, and it sounded like there were some new changes in the voice.

The watchman commander who was in charge of the battle on the surface of the Higgs 4 planet replied depressedly: "My lord, I am afraid that this request can no longer be fulfilled! The enemy's attack methods are too powerful, and our reproduction speed can no longer keep up with them." Killed our speed!"

Sorens' voice was full of anger and doubt, and his cold voice vibrated back and forth in the darkness: "How is this possible? Don't they have any battle damage?"

And the commander in charge of the battle on the surface of the Higgs 4 planet could only answer again: "Master Sorens! The enemy is attacking, and we cannot swallow their battle damage... Besides... I have to admit one thing , Their battle damage is indeed...very small, pitifully small."

Speaking of this, he seemed aggrieved, and said in a low voice: "My troops cannot rely on devouring to quickly increase their numbers, so they will inevitably fall into a disadvantage!"

Solons' irritable voice sounded again: "Could it be that you can't hold on for a few days?"

The commander gave an answer that made Thorens even more furious: "Unfortunately, my lord, the other party has already sent a landing force, and our defense line has completely collapsed... Obviously the other party has a very good commander. The airborne troops behind him, this move is indeed fatal!"

"We have never encountered an opponent who dared to deploy troops in our occupied area, so... the subordinates were careless..." After a pause, the commander took the main responsibility.

"..." After a long sinking, Solons finally made a decision. His tone was full of helplessness and anger, and he shouted loudly: "Idiot! Get back!"