What can ordinary people do in a minute?

Han Feng didn't have time to think about it. What Yan Jun of the Writer's Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info sad Underworld is most worried about now is the balance of power between the enemy and the enemy in the enclosed space of the Spencer.

In just one minute, another thousand Wind Clan were killed. So even though the damn X-type combat flying robot has been replenished to as many as 80,000, there are less than 14,000 Feng Clan left in Han Feng's hands!

What makes the crazy brother even more sad is that the Wind Shadow, who has always had high hopes, has also begun to suffer casualties - in this minute, in this closed space, under the attack of 160,000 particle cannons that are almost everywhere, fourteen Wind Shadows have fulfilled their oath of allegiance to the gods......

Fourteen nuclear bombs exploded like a heart, proving the loyalty of the Kazekage.

Although Han Feng hopes that such a proof will never be made.

However, reality is reality, and no one can change it! In the face of fait accompli, even if they are as strong as the savior Han Feng, they cannot re-give life to the dead Feng Clan and Wind Shadow - their souls have died in the heart core explosion, and Han Feng can hardly cook without rice. Unless it is Hongjun who has the magical power of creation, he can turn back time and make the soul reappear!

But the sacrifices of the Wind Shadows are not worthless.

When each Kazekage was destroyed, he dragged at least a thousand combat flying robots into Hell. They used the last tragic and splendid huge fireworks in their lives to fulfill the sacred promise they made to their masters!

They are worthy of the title of warriors.

The same goes for the WindClan. It's only because of the difference in ability that you can only achieve a one-to-one exchange ratio with the other party, but even so, it can't negate the loyalty of the Wind Clan!

It's just that the number of Wind Clan and Wind Shadow is limited after all, and the combat flying robots released by the huge pyramid are always exceeding the battle damage, and sure enough, as Xiao Ling judged, in less than a minute, the number of robots in this enclosed space has steadily remained above 80,000.

And their opponents, the Wind Clan, only 14,000 remained.

The number of wind shadows, which was already very small, is even less than one death, and it is visually estimated that it is about to fall below the 300 mark!

The battle never stops, and the battle continues.

There are more and more large and small heart cores being blown up, and more flying robots are constantly being shot down, but the number of Wind Clan and Wind Shadow will only decrease, while the number of opposing robots has always stabilized at 80,000 under the continuous replenishment.

This is a very simple, fruit-eating tactic, but it is also a game that Han Feng can't afford to play!

Both the Wind Clan and the Wind Shadow evolved from dark creatures, and now they are extinct in the world, where do you ask Lao Tzu to find them?

"At this pace, within ten minutes, the battle will be over." Xiao Ling's voice sounded very annoying, almost like a life-urging ghost. But Han Feng knows that this is a scientific judgment and will not change in any way because of someone's mood.

"Don't wait! Can't wait any longer! We don't have time! There is no expectation of any savior capital! ”

Han Feng's eyes widened angrily, his hands were clenched, his right fingernails had been deeply pierced into the palm of his left hand, and a purple bloodshot meandered down, dripping on the floor of the neat control room of the "Fengshen" spaceship, splashing a drop of fragrance, making Xiao Ling's eyes suddenly shine, and the processor immediately ran wildly.

This is a more noble bloodline than the Buguila royal family of the Meruk galaxy in the past, and this is the ultimate fuel that the "Aeolone" spaceship and Xiaoling need the most! Xiao Ling instantly conducted sampling and analysis, and came to the conclusion that only ten milligrams of the master's purple blood could ensure the voyage of the entire spaceship of 100 million light years, or quickly improve Xiao Ling's intelligence!

Fortunately, Han Feng's identity is the master, the owner of the "Fengshen", the unbetrayable god of Xiaoling, and the emperor of the Interstellar Empire of Buguila by Xiaoling's default, otherwise he would have become the object of dissection and research of alien intelligence machines on the spot just by relying on the blood flowing in the crazy brother's body......

The CPU was already in overdrive, and of course the most correct answer was immediately obtained:

"The 385 'Heavenly Evils' are ready for battle, and each of the six cannons, with a total of 2,310 photons, is ready to be fired at any time! Captain please! ”

"Shoot now! Give Lao Tzu a hard beating! Table Fei Lao Tzu saves cannonballs, Lao Tzu has money! Lao Tzu wants to see today, whether it is the undersea monsters who are hiding in the east that are unlucky, or Lao Tzu's fists are more powerful! ”

"Xiao Ling is responsible for guiding all the cannons, and he must not accidentally injure a single person of his own, and he must never let go of any enemy! The most important thing is to never hurt the planet! ”

"Don't give me face, give Lao Tzu a fight to death!"

Han Feng's face was hideous, vicious, jumping and screaming hysterically, he looked angry, but he only got a roll of Xiao Ling's eyes:

Hit it, just fight, where is so much nonsense!

And "don't save shells"? Captain, Mr. Han, do you know what a photon cannon is? Do you know how it works? Do you know that it only needs to use a small "crystal nucleus" to carry out almost infinite attacks?

Also shells?!

Besides, when the Wind Clan and Wind Shadow were abused as dogs just now, why didn't you see the captain you so excited?

Now that I have suffered heavy casualties and been beaten by others, I have come to remember the goodness of my Xiaoling and believe in the loyalty of the "Fengshen"?

People, especially powerful and magical men like their masters, are indeed incomprehensible beings......

Of course, the belly slander is the belly slander, the spit is the complaint, for the master's order, Xiao Ling still does not dare to disobey the slightest bit. At the same time as despising a certain master, the battle instructions have been transmitted to each "Skysha" starfighter and entered into the database of each photon cannon at the same time.

These are 385 killing machines that have still stood at the top of space technology so far, and they are far more than the attack method of photon cannons, but Han Feng has never been too lazy to read the manual of "Tiansha...... But since Han Feng ordered the use of the photon cannon, then it is necessary and can only use the photon cannon to attack!

Compared to the flying robot equipped with the original particle cannon, the existence of the "Sky Evil" is simply the difference between a slingshot and a large-caliber equipment sniper rifle.

Xiao Ling is convinced that this battle will be won with certainty.

The main reason is not the strength of the "Tiansha" weapon, but Xiaoling himself.

As the greatest achievement of the world's science and technology system, Xiao Ling knows that he is the only one.

Incomparably unique.

Unreproducible technological achievements!

Xiaoling's subroutines have been covered in every component, every sensor, every weapon, and even every warhead of the "Fengshen" at the beginning of the design, so Xiaoling firmly believes that under his own self-editing and self-directing, the enemy who has just been arrogant is, at best, a "dead runner".

As long as Director Xiaoling takes action in person, in addition to cheating a boxed lunch, the other party will only have the life of playing a dead corpse!

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