Chapter 1037 Academy Defense Battle (5)

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Text Chapter 1037: Academy Defense Battle (5)

He is full of gratitude to Tang Fang, and he has longing for hope, thinking that since Captain Tang is here, is victory still far away?

Just like the thoughts of many Star Alliance people, although Captain Tang said that he hates politics and never thought of being a leader, but from what he did, from his care for the people of the Star Alliance, and his treatment of Turank Judging from the help of the people of the United Kingdom, if it can be led by him, it may not be a bad thing.

Grisel firmly grasped Tang Fang's outstretched hand and got up from the ground. Instead of feeling weak or afraid, a kind of energy burst out from the depths of his heart. All the soreness from the body was healed, and all the pain from the spirit Confusion disappears...Because of firmness, there is strength.

"Are you okay, can I go?"

He smiled back, even though he knew that the other party could not see it, "Thank you for your concern, I can still fight."

Tang Fang didn't say much, nodded, picked up the assault rifle from the ground, looked around, and threw it aside casually. The light from the flashlight just fell on the dead officer, illuminating the huge wound on his chest.

Grisel subconsciously glanced over the current guide rail that Tang Fang's right arm had already withdrawn from the depths of the device, and couldn't help shrinking his head.

"Hold it." As the voice fell to the ground, a black shadow descended, and he subconsciously caught it in his hand. After looking carefully for a moment, he realized that it was a gun. It was completely different from the Pickaxe VI assault rifle equipped by the Star Alliance military. Nor is it the Saber series of assault rifles or the Champion series of shotguns used by Monya Marines.

"Although it can't quickly penetrate the officer-level special braking power armor, it shouldn't have too many problems against the soldier-level power armor. Hmm...the method of use is relatively simple..." While speaking, Tang Fang stepped over the front The body of a dead soldier walked towards the bow of the ship, his body became lighter and lighter, and slowly disappeared into this dark world.

"You are responsible for attracting the enemy,

The more the merrier... don't worry, I'll get them out as fast as I can. "

Grisel is still fiddling with the -14 piercer. It's a bit strange that Captain Tang clearly killed two enemies with a melee weapon. Although there is a rifle on his back, it should be a large-caliber sniper rifle from the shape. But... where did this assault rifle come from? He obviously didn't see him carrying it when he got up just now.

It wasn't until I heard the next battle strategy that I woke up from my doubts, thinking why I wasted energy on this kind of thing. This gun is obviously much stronger than a pickaxe vi, and it can kill the enemy more than anything else. all important.

But when he raised his head to look for Tang Fang, he found no one in front of him. Could it be... Captain Tang left this cabin so quickly and entered the front cabin? But...but he hasn't left any contact information yet...

When Grisel was puzzled and at a loss, a voice sounded from a little forward, "Why are you still standing there, don't you want to stay here for one night?"

The private first class was not amused by this not-so-funny joke. He was sure that there was nothing where the sound came from, and said in an uncertain tone, "Yes...are you there?"

"I seem to have seen your expression. In my hometown, it's called 'hell.'"

He didn't expect that Captain Tang, who was so dazzling in the news program and could control the wind and rain in the Hillenbel region, would be so approachable, like a young officer newly transferred from other departments, optimistic, active, cheerful and lively.

"No wonder...it turns out...you can be invisible." He finally understood why Tang Fang could kill the two Mengya marines who were about to kill him just now without anyone noticing. A breeze. At the same time, he also gained a deeper understanding and confidence in Tang Fang's battle plan.

"Okay, hurry up and act." After saying this, Tang Fang didn't say any more. Grisel walked forward quickly according to his instructions, left the equipment compartment, and looked around with the -14 piercer in his hand. He saw that the corridors were pitch-black on both sides, and he couldn't hear any movement, and neither were the reliable teammates walking in front. A warning signal came, and then quickly broke through the intersection and entered the corridor ahead.

The Lancer II power armor made a crackling friction sound when he was walking, and the steel boots touched the floor, making a more dull kicking sound, which was particularly loud in a quiet environment.

Neither the Monya navy nor the security soldiers are willing to become a living target for the enemy in the dark and complicated terrain... Of course, large groups of troops have less scruples. Yet Grisel's actions clearly sent the message that he was alone here.

The two searched for security soldiers together, and the Monya marines who placed explosives by the way heard the sound from the corridor, followed the sound from the cabin not far away, and quietly approached the area where Grisel was.

They were not fools. They were worried that there was an ambush ahead, so they kept their footing lightly and tried to hide their existence as much as possible. They were going to find out the situation over there before deciding whether to contact their teammates nearby or launch a surprise attack directly.

The night vision device projects a green scene in the pupil, and different equipment structures present different brightness and contours. On the other side of the window is the internal terrain map of the relic warship constructed by the commander of the Marine Corps through the search of soldiers and the data scanned by the drone, which is synchronized to the combat auxiliary unit of each set of power armor through the data link system.

Although the exploration progress is less than 70%, the corridor where the sound source is located has been explored. They clearly know whether there is a bunker ahead and what kind of building structure is behind.

However, when the two soldiers had just finished communicating and were about to deal a fatal blow to the Covenant security soldiers who were dismantling the bomb in front, a ray of light emerged from nothingness, like a sapling that had been cast with life magic and grew rapidly. The "one" goggles spread into a sharp energy blade, illuminating the dark corridor nearby, and even illuminating the eyes of the two soldiers.

The energy blade appeared so abruptly that the soldiers on the left had no time to react. They watched helplessly as a streak of blue sank into the left chest of the power armor. The walls cast flickering shadows.

The blood was directly evaporated, the heart was turned into ashes, and the power armor that could withstand the fire of the pickaxe vi assault rifle was as fragile as a thin piece of paper, and was easily penetrated, revealing a blue light from behind, illuminating another soldier profile.

Because of the cover of the helmet, the expression on his face could not be seen, but from the trembling action of the man drawing the high-frequency dagger, one could clearly know what kind of mood he was in at this moment.

While the energy blade pierced the soldier's heart on the left, a pair of parallel guide rails pressed against the soldier's chest on the right. He didn't know what effect these two metal rods had, but he had already held the high-frequency dagger in his right hand, so he should be able to deliver a fatal blow to the lurker who was invisible in the dark and only saw a human silhouette before the energy blade appeared.

The opponent has two choices, either to die with him, or to leave in a flash and give up the follow-up attack method.

He bet that the other party must choose the latter. Once the distance is widened and the assassination is avoided, the enemy will lose the best time to kill him, because 4 teammates came from behind, presumably they heard the movement here, or noticed the change of the position of the bomb, and came to check together.

Sadly, the thought couldn't save his life. Because there is no second energy blade, in the middle of drawing out the dagger and piercing the human figure in front of him, a series of intertwined electric arcs bounced off the surface of the two metal rods against the chest, accompanied by piercing screams, turning into a disease. The light film erupts from the contact point and spreads to the whole body in an instant.

The special type of power armor carried by the marines belonging to the deep diver fleet is called "Warhammer" by the military department. It is evolved from the King Kong class power armor and is divided into ordinary type, enhanced type, and command type. The elite soldiers of the deep diver fleet are naturally equipped with ordinary warhammer power armor, and only officers at the officer level can be equipped with enhanced and command warhammer power armor.

Although the Warhammer series power armor is derived from the King Kong power armor, the cost is even higher. Because compared to the steel fortress of King Kong power armor, the Warhammer series power armor is more suitable for fighting, not for defense. Kirkcraft I could spend a lot of money to build a fleet of deep divers, and naturally he was determined to equip the fleet's many elite marines with better equipment.

Even the power armor of the Guardian Knight and Earth Knight has a good shielding effect, and the Warhammer series power armor is naturally better in defending against electric energy attacks.

"If you just apply a high-voltage current, it is completely impossible to break through the shielding layer of the power armor." Such an idea has just appeared, and before any extra emotion is aroused, the current conducted by the two metal rods easily penetrates the shielding layer of the Warhammer power armor , touching his strong and strong body.

As the land combat elites carefully selected from the Lone Wolf Department, long-term training and drug training have turned their bodies into human flesh sandbags... No, it should be a **** chariot. Even the boxers in the ring cannot pose a threat to them.

It's such a great **** that makes those old ladies bewitched. The **** that is as tough as fine steel starts to burn under the action of ultra-high voltage current, and the smoke with the smell of meat overflows from the exhaust pipe. Soon filled the entire corridor.

The marine who was pierced through the heart by the psionic blade fell to the ground first, followed by another scorched corpse with electric lights all over its body. The tiny electric arcs that bloomed from time to time lit up the surrounding environment and drove away many dark elves.

When the four Mongolian navy soldiers entered the corridor, they happened to encounter the scene of two seniors stepping on Huangquan Road. The sensor system captured the false light and shadow in front of them. One of them was an officer wearing a command-type warhammer power armor. I couldn't help being startled, and shouted that something was wrong... Others don't know what the light and shadow represent, but he knows—Tang Fang's people are here!

He immediately switched to the full frequency band to remind his own personnel that the traitor's subordinates had sneaked into the battleship. He opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out, only the cool wind poured in, and he felt like the world was spinning, and he saw someone falling to the ground in a trance, and there was blood gushing.

With the shaking and distortion of the window screen, those markers, readings, maps and other elements disappeared, and the eyes were plunged into darkness. Only then did the officer realize what he had encountered. His eyes opened wider and wider, but he could no longer catch any light.

Grisel just got the -14 piercing hand not long ago, and wanted to help Tang Fang and give those nasty guys a little color, but when he sneaked close to the corner to a suitable distance, corrected the parameters, and pulled his finger to the trigger He didn't even see Tang Fang's movements clearly, but only saw a few bursts of light that flashed quickly, or dyed the dark corridor blue or green.

"Okay... so fast." He licked his lips that were dry due to excessive sweating, pulled back his finger on the trigger in embarrassment, stood up slowly, looked around blankly, trying to find the trace of Tang Fang.

"Old guy Dalton...what are you doing so desperately..." Following a vague voice, he followed the sound, and when he looked around, the door in front of the corridor opened to both sides, and the color of gunfire came from inside. The sound of bullets.

"Dalton? Dalton? Evelyn? That Mr. Lieutenant General?" Grisel clearly remembered the order given to them by the chief of security - to cooperate with the Marine Corps led by Lieutenant General Dalton Evelyn. , stick to the m-00 area, waiting for Tang Fang to arrive.

Now that Tang Fang has arrived, he has not seen Dalton Evelyn. Before entering the battleship ruins, I vaguely heard the superior talk, saying that the lieutenant general was leading people to attack the control tower, trying his best to prevent the enemy from opening the port, and welcoming the battleships of the deep diver fleet to haul the battleship ruins.

The first-class soldier who had lost contact with his superiors for a long time certainly didn't know that Mr. Lieutenant General's action was unsuccessful, so he could only choose to give up attacking the tower and instead sweep the Monya naval soldiers on the platforms around the ruined battleship. Dalton Evelyn was even more Leading a team of guards into the space inside the ship, they are exchanging fire with the rear enemies.

Since it is impossible to prevent the opening of the port, then stick to the relic warship and live and die with the national property. This was the thought of that stubborn old man Dalton, and it was also the reason why Tang Fang expressed his emotion.

Thinking about it carefully, Dalton has worked hard enough. On the one hand, he feels sorry for the sacrifices made by the Covenant soldiers for the country, but as a leader of the army, he cannot be hard-hearted. On the other hand, he loves this country very much and is willing to contribute everything he has. It's like splitting a red heart in half and placing it on a sensitive balance. When the breeze blows, the left and right trays will shake up and down, making it impossible to be calm and peaceful.

Unlike Tang Fang, Grisel could understand Mr. Lieutenant General's psychology. He just changed his mind slightly, then quickly discarded the messy thoughts in his mind, followed quickly, and entered the space ahead where the gunfire was shining. (To be continued.)

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