After all the enemy carrier-based aircraft were shot down in an instant, Antong's heart breathed a sigh of relief, and the things produced by Higra were really slightly better than the deep fog in terms of technical content, and when the enemy's carrier-based aircraft took off, their own carrier-based aircraft had already locked them in advance, and in Antong's thoughts, he reacted instantly, and after a large increase in speed that violated physics, he dropped a plasma bomb from under the belly of the aircraft at the moment when he staggered with the opponent's carrier-based aircraft, Precisely timed, the bombs were able to hit the enemy with kinetic energy alone, turning them into fireworks in mid-air, adding to the unquiet night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Immediately after, under the command of An Tong, the carrier-based aircraft pounced towards the dwarf deep fog that was still smiling, and this deep fog was obviously much smarter than the other deep fog, and when it realized that the speed of the enemy's carrier-based aircraft was far beyond its imagination, it decisively gave up the dreadnought air defense, and instead propped up the maximum strength of the energy-devouring shield, and at the same time quickly pounced towards the largest target that was close at hand and still burning.

A total of 20 carrier-based aircraft turned around flexibly in mid-air, swooping down towards this terrible deep fog from multiple directions, and the silver tail flame spewed out from the tail of the plane drew silver rays that tore through the night sky, compiling a beautiful picture like a flower in the night sky.

But at this moment, Antong felt a tidal wave of sleepiness come over him, madness swept through his body, and his only remaining consciousness was on the verge of extinguishing like a candle flame fluttering in the wind, and he forced himself to let out a beastly howl to maintain this last consciousness.

"Ahhhh!!!h An Tong almost used the greatest perseverance in his body to maintain this last remnant of consciousness, and the time of the carrier-based plane's dive seemed as long as a few days in this moment...

Finally, the carrier-based aircraft arrived at the best bomb dropping position, and the 20 plasma bombs broke out of the magazine and collided with the hard energy-devouring shield from multiple angles.

Immediately after, his eyes went black, as if he had fallen into this abyss of endless darkness.

However, that was enough, the power of the 20 plasma bombs far exceeded the absorption limit of the Energy Eater Shield, and when the first three collided with the shields and caused a tsunami-like fluctuation, the entire shield could no longer be sustained, and the remaining shields passed through the crumbling shield without hindrance, exploding on the surface of the deep mist.

The carrier-based aircraft completed the attack, and due to the lack of follow-up consciousness control, they began to fly back to the Archangel in accordance with the self-discipline procedure.

And on the sea below them, a deep fog with only a few skeletons left but still standing on the sea, but because the damage to its body structure was too severe, it could only barely lean on the half-cut serpentine ship behind it, and it still had that arrogant grin, as if it was chewing on the blow, and looked at the remnants of its body that were quickly dissipating due to excessive losses.

It suddenly let out a roar of the beast before it died, and before its body was about to completely collapse, the remaining half of the ship pointed to the Archangel in the distance that had lost power due to its serious injuries, and fired the last two torpedoes, and at the same time that these two torpedoes were like two black poisonous snakes rushing towards the Archangel, its remaining body tissue disappeared into the air, leaving only a core that emitted a bright purple light and slowly sank to the bottom of the sea, until a violent explosion was heard in the distance. The purple glow on it dimmed as if it had completed its mission.

Then, it was grabbed by a cute white hand.

When An Tong's consciousness barely broke free from the tired swamp, he vaguely felt that something hot was touching his face for the first time, very comfortable and warm, which made him can't help but let out a deep groan, and his five senses quickly returned to his body, and he vaguely heard a few familiar voices saying something?

"It works, it works! Do you have to come? A flamboyant voice said loudly.

"Go on, a few more times," said a low, calm voice.

"Woo... But this kind of thing... Shame on you...", a voice full of shyness and hesitation sounded.

"Now isn't the time to worry about this, don't you want the Admiral to wake up sooner?" This voice is a little unfamiliar, probably because the voice that is always as elegant as cherry blossoms on a daily basis does not make such a strong sound.

"Woo, I know..."The aggrieved voice said, and then An Tong's face was hit by a warm and fragrant snort, which made him open his eyes.

As a result, the first picture that caught her eye was Xianghe's pretty face, her beautiful face was full of cute flushes because of shyness, her eyes were closed tightly, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, she lowered her head and put her face very close to An Tong's face, and her nervous breathing blew on An Tong's cheeks.

Then Xianghe stretched out his fragrant little tongue and licked it lightly on An Tong's face, bringing An Tong a wonderful experience, and even squinted his eyes comfortably. Could it be that the warm touch that woke him up just now turned out to be like this?

But what kind of strange ritual is this? Although it was very comfortable and fragrant, he didn't want to interrupt such a wonderful enjoyment, but the residual memory in Antong's mind reminded him that he was fighting at this time, which made his hands move and wanted to try to stop Mrs. Xianghe's strange comfort that was easy to hold.

The little princess was the first to find out that An Tong had woken up, she hurriedly grabbed An Tong's big hand happily, and her small body struggled to climb onto An Tong's bed, very generous and took the initiative to stretch out her little tongue and lick the other half of An Tong's cheek.

So what the hell are you guys doing? An Tong forced himself to open his eyes and said reluctantly: "Water..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pair of fragrant lips close to his mouth, and fed cool clean water into his mouth. Judging from this enthusiastic attitude and dishonest tongue, it should be true.

After tossing like this several times, after An Tong was choked and coughed, Chao let him go.

Feeling that the strength was returning to his limbs, An Tong finally came to his senses, and the people and scenes in front of him finally became clear, and he saw several beautiful faces surrounding him, with some tears and excitement on everyone's faces.

"Why is everyone so bitter with a face like I'm dying? Give me a smile. An Tong said angrily, sat up straight with the support of Xianghe, who was closest to him, and then saw Yamato lying on the bed next to him, showing a beautiful smile of relief to him.

This made him breathe a big sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly asked, "Are the three of you okay?" ”

"We later met Colonel Huck's fleet, and they came to join us as planned, and the one who led us happened to be an acquaintance of the war-weary sister, so all three of us came back unharmed." Yamato said.

An Tong nodded, without piercing some obvious loopholes in her words, if she really came back safely, then why did she lie on the bed? And from the wisp of black qi that she tried her best to cover up between her eyebrows but still made An Tong notice, it is not difficult to judge what kind of hard battles they have gone through before to be polluted by Devouring Energy like this, and the process in between may not be as simple as she described.

But it's always a good thing to come back, and in this current environment, An Tong is not good at saying something ugly, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "How is the battle situation now?" Where are we now? ”

"We're on our way back home, and we'll be able to get to the town guard soon." Yamato replied.

"Is that so?" An Tong muttered in a low voice, "It's like being beaten up and running back..."

As if sensing his depressed mood, the little princess hurriedly let out a cute cry of "woo kat k-woo", which attracted An Tong's attention, and then handed a piece of translucent square-like crystals and a lilac core to An Tong.

"Hmm... You remember. An Tong pinched the little princess's soft face with relief, and touched her little head, these two things can be regarded as proof that he at least did not lose this battle, or that he did not lose too ugly...

Let's talk about the victory and defeat later, there are other more important things at the moment, so An Tong asked again: "How are the others?" ”

"Some low-ranking sisters have died," De Moine said beside him, and it was rare for Yamato to be the oldest and most eloquent since her injury to take over the duties of secretary ship and flagship.

"It's okay if the others are okay..."An Tong's expression darkened, and these necessary sacrifices still made him feel distressed.

"And the other is the Eighth Admiral's—" Demaine said as she finished speaking, and before Antong could ask a question, the door of this cabin was rudely pushed open.

"Is Major Antong awake?" The mammoth-like Huck was the first to enter the cabin, followed by several other admirals, as well as the eighth admiral with gauze on his head and a bandage on his left hand.

"Huh? You are—" Antong asked, and then made a look at the ship's girls, Yamato immediately retracted himself into the quilt, and the others left one after another.

The remaining admirals stood upright in front of the bed, saluting Antong uprightly, each with an extremely reverent and serious look on their faces.