Chapter 926

In the battle-scarred sky, Mei Sha kept silent, flapped his wings, and accelerated rapidly. His huge body was like a thick black thunder, and he came to a large silver toy, and then stretched out his paws and held it lightly.

A war machine that represented the crystallization of civilization's wisdom was scrapped like this, and the dazzling sparks accompanied by thick smoke spilled from Meisha's claws, and then this mass of metal garbage was thrown to the ground by Meisha.

"King Meow! Leave some for my knights so they can get used to the big toys of these strangers." Above Meisha's head, he was watching this epic war from the best angle the whole time. Morea stepped on it.

"Meow!" Meisha was very dissatisfied with the name that Morea gave it, but its voice has not recovered after several years of cultivation, but it has become a little more mature, from the voice of a young milk cat to The sound of an adult cat.

Boom! Boom!

One after another, the big silver-winged birds were destroyed under the attack of the phantom knight, and then fell to the ground. In this war, this group of aliens were hanged and beaten from beginning to end.

At medium and long distances, the attacks launched by these high-tech fighters could not hit the Phantom Knight at all. Even launching missiles with a locking function was useless. The Phantom Knight could easily blow up these missiles before they hit them.

And short-range battles, that is not to mention, the flexibility of fighters, in any case, cannot be compared with the guards surrounding the overlord of the sky like the Phantom.

The name of the phantom is worthy of the name, but there is no exaggeration. When it is flying at full speed, even the Yikong people who are good at hunting can only see its shadow.

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"Damn, what happened to those Ikonians riding on monsters? Why are they all Baghdad?" In the command room of the base, watching the fighter planes he sent were shot down one after another, the commander who gave the order showed a decadent expression on his face. The color of anger.

According to the current rules of war, no matter what the reason is, if too many soldiers died because of his orders, he would also have to bear part of the responsibility. Now that so many flying formations have been destroyed, the second half of his life can be considered to be counted. It's over.

beep!

But at this time, a picture was forced to pop up from the real-time conversion screen. In the picture, there was an old man in a neat and tidy military uniform, and this old man, he was looking at this angrily at this time. commander.

"Alvin Heger, what are you doing?"

"I'm defending against lord-level monsters, general!" The commander Alvin, who had been hiding in space early on, didn't give him any good looks.

"What monster! This is the Ikonian who came to trade with you. Who asked you to order the attack?"

"Are you kidding me? General, with a lord-level monster, and the Ikonians who came to trade with the entire monster group? Do you know what came with these monsters? A total of one hundred and eighty-one Baghdad."

"Watch your tone, Lieutenant Colonel, you are talking to a general."

"Hey! A general who hid in space." Lieutenant Colonel Alvin, who felt that he would not live long, vented his dissatisfaction. He had seen this old guy unhappy for a long time. Before he died,

Is he still holding back?

"I am here to coordinate the transportation of rear support for you. Without me, what do you think the base relies on? Where did the supplies you use come from?" He subconsciously defended his behavior, because his behavior was really disgraceful.

"This kind of thing doesn't need a general to coordinate!"

"Okay, Alvin Heger, I'm not here to argue with you on such a pointless topic, you prepare me to be sent to a military court for sanctions after the war!"

The general outside the world of Pandora forcibly interrupted the topic, but returned to before, "Now, give me an order to stop the attack!"

"Impossible, I need to be responsible for the safety of the 100,000 compatriots in the base!"

"You are sending them into the abyss! This group of Yikong people are here to trade with you, not to start a meaningless war with you!"

"Nearly 200 Baghdads, and a lord-level monster, you told me they came to trade?" Alvin stared at his boss with a foolish look.

"Be careful, Alvin, you order an attack first, and then they fight back!"

"So according to what you mean, the pilots who died in battle now are all because of me!"

"Of course! Now you give me the order to stop the attack, and then apologize in the most friendly manner to the leader of the Ikon who came riding on the lord monster!"

"impossible!"

"This is not my order, this is an order from the Supreme Council! Do you want to disobey? But I suggest that before you disobey, think about your young and beautiful wife, and your daughter who has just started elementary school."

"you……"

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"Respected leader of the Yikong people, please forgive me for attacking you just now because of my rashness!"

In the base with a building scale of nearly 1,000 square kilometers, the fleet's supreme commander, Alvin Heger, wearing a protective suit, with dozens of wary officers, on a somewhat empty airport, stood on the top of Meisha's head. Condescendingly, Muria, who looked down on them, apologized.

Moreya looked at his young face through the glass shield below, and listened to the eloquent Yikong language from the translator on his shoulder, and was really speechless.

He couldn't understand what the decision-making class of this civilization was thinking. After being hammered to the ground by him and the Phantom Knights, and causing heavy casualties, he actually asked their commander to come out and apologize to him.

He didn't cause much crisis to them, is it necessary to do it like living under pay? Morea believed that there was definitely a more powerful thermal weapon in this base.

"When you just arrived, I mistakenly thought that the wild lord behemoth here came to attack, so I ordered the attack, please forgive my stupid behavior!"

The order from the top made the young commander have to bow his head and bow to the leader of a primitive civilization, begging his forgiveness.

Such a scene made the surrounding soldiers feel indignant. Although the conflict just now was short-lived, it was very violent, and all the people who died were from their side. These blue-skinned orangutans can be said to have no hair at all. Lose.

"Before apologizing to me, can you drag this suit off your body?" Morea asked tentatively.

"I'm very sorry, esteemed leader, we have to wear this suit to move in your world, otherwise, we won't be able to survive for more than a quarter of an hour at all."

"Oh! That's right," Morea nodded thoughtfully, "I don't accept your apology, because it's not sincere."

"..." Hearing that Morea directly rejected his apology, Alvin raised his head, his fists clenched in the protective suit, and then looked up at Morea, "I wonder what kind of sincerity you need?"

"It's up to you, I don't know what you strangers have?"

"I understand!" Alvin pondered for a moment, then turned his head and whispered a few words to a general next to him.

It didn't take long for a huge roar to come, and one after another huge transport vehicles drove from the entrance of the airport, and then sets of bright armors and weapons were removed from the transport vehicles by the engineering robots and placed. Put it in front of Morea.

"I don't know such sincerity, are you satisfied with the leader?" Alvin pointed to the mountains of cold weapons next to him. These have been eliminated in his world for thousands of years and can only be used as decorative garbage.

"Are you fooling me? Outlander." Morea reached out and grabbed the commander directly in front of him, with a pair of dark pupils staring at him.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, esteemed leader!" Alvin, whose body was bound by a beam of light, was calm and calm on the surface, but in fact a group of people panicked.

There has been no war in his world for a long time. At most, there have been some terrorist attacks. To this extent, what he is facing now is pediatrics.

Alvin didn't understand where he went wrong. In his impression, as long as the Ikon people were very interested in these large metal toys they made.

"How long does it take to make this pile of things with your technology? Is it one breath or two breaths?" Morea asked blankly, taking a bunch of things produced on the assembly line. To fool him, this is thinking about eating peaches!

"I don't understand this, but each of these things unites our craftsmen..."

"Do you just want to lose your life?" Morea interrupted him mercilessly and threw him to the ground.

"Then what do you want?" The commander, who was thrown to the ground with multiple soft tissues bruised on his body, looked up at Morea.

"I want your knowledge!" Morea said silently in her heart, there was no need to say it at all, as long as the other party's brain has not been flooded, it is impossible to give him what he wants.

"I don't know what I want!" Morea responded in a flat tone, "because I don't know what you have, so take me around your metal city! Then I will see If you want, I'll take it directly."

"This... I need to ask my boss!" Alvin stood up and tried to delay the time.

"Go ask for instructions! I'll go shopping first!" Morea said goodbye to him, indicating that he was free, then he jumped off the top of Meisha's head and walked to the building closest to him.

He has come, he must bring something of value back! Can't let him run away in vain!