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277 One Arrow to the East (I)

…………………… 277, an arrow from the east........................

Interstellar wars are often more terrifying and cruel than the cold weapons of ancient times.

In the era of cold weapons, the direct confrontation between knives and swords, flesh and blood fly at every turn, life and death judgments are made, which seems to be bloody and barbaric, but in fact, where can it compare to the interstellar conquest in the era of science and technology?

In ancient times, the scale of the two armies fighting against each other was difficult to exceed one million, and it was difficult for the number of deaths on both sides to exceed 300,000 in a year or two. But on the interstellar battlefield, a blast of artillery fire and a flash of fireworks can mean the end of the precious lives of thousands of soldiers, and this only takes less than a second.

Interstellar warfare is also known as civilization warfare, perhaps a large part of the reason is that it is because it kills tens of millions of people without bloodshed, and it is far less shocking than the rivers of blood that flowed all over the field in ancient times.

However, at this moment on the battlefield, everyone finally witnessed the bloody picture of war in ancient times, no, far more cruel and bloody than then. The good interstellar battlefield was beaten by Xiao Chun Shui Sheng with the ancient wind of iron and blood.

The cyan mecha is like a Shura coming out of hell, a god of war rising up in the sea of blood, where it is, the blood mist is steaming, and even the cannon fire can't dissipate the blood particles floating in the air. Wherever it passed, red blood droplets floating in the air stuck to the cyan armor, and after a while, the cyan mecha was red all over.

Seeing that the mecha group led by Alba finally came over, Xiao Chunshui smiled coldly, her face was as cold as ice, and the pupils in her eyes were getting lighter and lighter, almost snow-white.

His hand moved quickly, how fast, exactly? More than 300 control keys on the console and 12 control levers on the side of the seat were all brushed by his hand in just ten seconds.

The Chunshui mecha suddenly raised its head, and the blue ion layer that moved above the ion shield on its left arm spread to its entire body, clearing all the bloodstains. Immediately, the Chunshui mecha took a step back in the air, grabbed the red mecha that rushed behind him with his right hand, took another diagonal step forward, grabbed another red mecha with his left hand, and with the inertia of the diagonal rush and the power of the engine, he grabbed the two mecha and rotated.

This time, it didn't throw the mecha in its hand, but spun faster and faster, spinning more and more sharply, alternating red and cyan mixed like a high-speed rotating iron wheel, and fluttered towards the group of mecha led by Alba.

A group of Imperial mecha warriors opened their eyes wide, looking at the flying object in disbelief, obviously there was no wind, but they seemed to be able to hear the sharp whistling sound in their ears, and the indestructible sound of the huge turntable made them hurriedly push Alba's mecha behind them.

Hundreds of lion-headed mechs blocked in front of the surging turntable, all the energy cannons and laser cannons were fired at no cost, and the huge turntable ignored the brilliant beams and rushed over unreasonably. The sparks exploded one by one, but everyone knew that it was only the two red mechs that were caught in the hands of the cyan mech.

The Imperial Mecha Group didn't have time to launch the second wave of beams, and the turntable had already crashed into the Imperial Mecha Group, and the huge turntable that rotated at high speed and the surging impact force made the Imperial Mecha Group hastily form a protective front and shatter inch by inch. Then the entire mecha wall was divided into five categories, and dozens of red mechs exploded like explosions.

After dozens of miles in a row, the huge turntable was finally blocked by the red mecha group, and slowly stopped rotating, and the two red mechas, which had long been damaged, were smashed out, destroying the three imperial mecha in front. The left hand of the Chunshui mecha was raised, the two-meter-long laser sword lit up, and the right hand was pumped back, and the high-frequency shock sword was in the hand, and it was another crazy slaughter feast.

"Kill him, kill him for me." Alba's eyes were red and he screamed hysterically. With just one face, the personal guard mecha team that he had worked with for many years had lost dozens of units, and it was difficult to eliminate the hatred in his heart if he didn't kill Xiao Chunshui.

There was no need for him to give an order, the Imperial mecha group had already rushed to the cyan mecha like crazy, and even if they fought to the death, they had to dig a hole in the cyan mecha. It's a pity that even this can't be done, the cyan mecha is like a fish swimming in the sea, always dodging their attacks by a fraction of a millimeter, but the two swords in their hands don't stop for a moment, and as soon as they make a move, a mecha is scrapped.

Alba stepped forward aggressively, saw the cyan mecha facing away from him, and after shouting, he drove the mecha to rush forward like lightning. His lion-headed mecha has two feet and four claws, and the four adamantine claws hold an alloy dagger, a magnet wire cutting knife, a high-frequency shock blade, and his best five-meter spear.

He believed in his own strength, at such a short distance, he would definitely be able to successfully hit this cyan mecha, and four weapons could instantly split this invincible killing god.

When the red mecha group around him saw the commander's blow, they immediately had more than a dozen mecha blocking the front and left and right of the Chunshui mecha, never allowing it to escape.

The four weapons are divided into four angles, locking all the angles from which the cyan mech may escape, like four rushing lightning bolts, which are about to slash the cyan mech. All the Imperial mechs smiled cruelly, waiting for the cyan mechs to shatter.

The cyan mecha turned abruptly at this time, and the laser sword in its left hand skyrocketed several meters, taking the lead and only stabbing the cockpit of the mecha where Alba was. Alba was shocked, and subconsciously withdrew the alloy dagger and magnetic wire cutting knife of the two left claws, blocking the blow.

He immediately realized that he was wrong, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Chunshui easily dodge the spear and the concussion blade, and the engine flickered and flickered, floating behind him.

"Alba, you piece of shit." Tugus's tired voice rang out through all the Imperial mechs, with a deep sense of frustration.

"General......" Alba shouted, looking up at his own fleet high in the sky like all Imperial mechs, and then everyone froze.

There are more than 3,000 Red Eagle warships, and there are less than 1,000 left at this time, and the battleships of the three colors of the alliance have doubled at some point, occupying the entire starry sky, and there is no trace of starlight outside.

When will all the battleship groups of the alliance have arrived? Alba doesn't know, and all the Imperial Mecha Warriors don't know either, they just know that it's over, the general trend is gone, and the Red Ant Legion will be removed from the interstellar list after this battle.

Alba looked down at the time in his brain, and it turned out that he had been entangled with the alliance's mecha for more than five hours. They had delayed their landing on Pluto, and at the moment they had no way to recover.

With a "poof", Alba looked down in a daze, and saw a white thorn sword body passing through his chest, he knew that this was the laser sword in the left hand of the Chunshui mecha.

"Alba, you shit, you mistook our army. The 917th Army has never been a coward who fails to complete its tasks, and your incompetence will make our army leave a shameful mark in the history of the empire. Tugus sighed dejectedly, he was really disappointed, death is not terrible for every soldier of the 917th Legion, what is terrible is that death has not completed the task.

"General...... Yes, no, up. Wisps of blood appeared at the corners of Alba's mouth, and he felt extremely remorseful in his heart, if he hadn't subconsciously withdrawn the two weapons that attacked Xiao Chunshui just now, then he could at least kill the commander of the other party, and still didn't discredit the 917th Legion. Although he wasn't sure if the cyan mech would actually be destroyed if he didn't recover those two weapons.

Contrary to the complete collapse of the Imperial Mecha Team's military heart, all the mecha warriors in the alliance shouted in unison, and their originally exhausted bodies seemed to suddenly surge with bursts of heat, and their fighting spirit rose again. Victory was in sight, and the war was over.

The morale of the army on one side was greatly boosted, all of them were like wolves and tigers, and the morale of the army on the other side was disheartened, and everyone only wanted to die in battle, and the red and black mecha corps broke out into fierce battles again, and people continued to die, and fireworks bloomed.

Tugus slowly took off the military hat on his head and solemnly saluted towards the holographic screen, and all the imperial officers also took off the dark blue military caps with the three-legged black insignia on their heads, and returned the salute neatly.

"Long live the Empire, Armies!"

Tugus said this to the communicators, and his voice reached every mech on every battleship.

A moment later, a tsunami-like voice rang out over the communicator: "Long live the Empire!" "All Imperial soldiers know that the time has come to be loyal to the Empire.

Tuggs reached out and turned off the communicator, looked up at the captain who had followed him for many years at the console, and said, "Captain Will, although the mission cannot be completed, we cannot make the alliance feel good either. ”

Captain Will gave a military salute and said firmly, "General, please give the order." ”

"Start and light are the same as dust."

"Yes, General."

The firing bay in the belly of the heavily protected command ship in the center of the Imperial battleship group was opened, and a huge missile was slowly pushed out.

The shell of the missile is made of the strongest alloy steel, which is guaranteed to withstand the attack of the ground-based missile interceptor network without blowing it up. The inside of the missile is filled with extremely unstable atomic nuclei, which are the materials necessary for the most proud weapon system of the Imperial Mecha Research Laboratory more than ten years ago.

This missile is enough to weigh tens of thousands of kilograms, enough to destroy any planet.

Tugus closed his eyes slightly, this missile was not originally used here, but unfortunately the mission of the 917 Legion failed, and this giant missile could no longer be sent to where it should go.

Bright blue fireworks burned at the tail end of the missile, dyeing half of the starry sky into a bright blue, and the direction of the missile could be seen clearly. All the soldiers of the alliance showed extremely frightened expressions on their faces at the same time, and one by one orders were issued quickly.

The Empire has long been determined to die, and the Red Eagle warships have blocked all the beams fired by the Alliance warships towards the missile, and will not hesitate to let the missile enter the atmosphere of Pluto.

The Imperial mecha troops at the bottom are even more crazy, they are already superior to the alliance mecha in number, and at this moment, they are even more entangled with the alliance mecha, never allowing them to have the opportunity to destroy the "light and dust".

Just as everyone watched the giant missile rush towards Pluto at high speed, a cyan mecha pulled out several bright flame tails and resolutely chased after the missile...... (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to () subscribe, reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )