"It's a starship, get out of here!"

The fall of a starship that can already be seen with the naked eye is actually no different from the bombardment of the same star. My heart was clenched by the experience of the past, and I almost couldn't see through it. While there has been a great improvement in mentality, tenacity, and ability as it used to be, I know that these transformations are of no use against disasters like planetary bombardment. Now it's just a quick retreat and a search for cover. Then it is a matter of quietly waiting for God's verdict. As long as any one factor is not in our favor, the negotiating team and the core of the starship will be torn apart by the rampaging energy, no matter whether you organize the organization or the bravery, it will not help, in the face of this kind of power that can destroy the world, the resistance of the human body, or the strongmen of the machine and the cyborg is only in vain.

I didn't have time to consult others, and I directly used the authority of the on-site commander to implement the arbitrary.

Mrs. Wall's high-performance armored vehicle sped through the depths of the massive tunnel as she made a sharp turn. Because it is a floating mode model of an air cushion, the degree of soaring to 3oo kilometers has reached the limit, but in my eyes, this degree is not enough, and I am not careful to escape to a safe underground depth before the time point when the starship falls.

Directly through brain domain perception, we connect to our own tactical network and notify the shuttle to leave the air urgently.

Order the modified fighters to invade the surrounding Lady Wall access control system, and close as many alloy doors or armored barriers as possible. It's debatable how much of a role those things can play, but at this time, I have to make an effort to get as close as possible to the surviving side, even if it's a centimeter.

"Zhao Ping, what's going on? Why U-turn? ”

There was no blame in Green's inquiry, he was such a tough guy that the thought of me suddenly defecting or being afraid of madness would not come to his mind at all. This man's sanity had reached a point of coldness, so I was extremely reassured of him, at least in this respect, that he would not turn me on for unwarranted suspicion or other reasons, which is why I dared not immediately report the reason for the action in order to save time.

"There are starships that fall, no matter what type and mass of space objects they are, the results of the fall are actually similar to the same as the same star bombing. Ordinary humans, even with strong armor protection, cannot withstand the terrifying energy of a fall. At this time, the best thing to do is to hide in a bunker, and it is not an ordinary bunker, it must be deep underground, at least 1o kilometers below. ”

"We're too late, aren't we?"

Green's voice was so clear inside the headphones that I could hear other people's breaths in the background. Sometimes you really have to admire such a cold guy, he must have come to the conclusion that he is about to face a death threat, even at this time, he can still maintain such a calm, for Green, it seems inappropriate to judge by coldness. I'm more like saying that he doesn't have feelings at all.

"Indeed, so we need to be prepared that if we are lucky, we may be able to escape, or the powerful shock of our appetite, or the boiling of fluids in our bodies caused by a sonic boom."

"I see." Green's return was like a colleague meeting in the morning and saying hello. "Attention everyone, we are about to suffer an extremely dangerous shock. The danger comes from many aspects, do not try to leave the body of the car, and follow the instructions of Senior Colonel Zhao Ping. ”

After saying that, these communications are cut off. I was also able to concentrate on finding a job that made a living.

According to my estimates, it will take less than 1o minutes for the starship to fall, and during this time, it is pointless to just descend along the huge pathway, even if it reaches a low 2o kilometers, because without the effective barrier of the bottom crust, the energy of the fall can kill us just as much. You must leave the main pathway, find the bunker tunnel left by the Martian government, and reach a safe location. It depends on how Mrs. Wall disposed of the Martian underground cobwebbed bunkers during construction, and the extent of damage to these bunkers.

I roughly remember that the upper part of Avalon was the base of the Children of Mars, which itself was a huge security bunker, but how to get there. The passages on the surface have also been covered by the construction of the huge starship sortie passage.

At this time, it is unrealistic to find the location of the original bunker wreckage from the Wolf database under control. My initial idea was to use my own memories to find the original entrance first, and use the perception abilities of me, the Transformer Warriors, and the Starship Core to find an escape route from under the 5-meter-thick concrete material of the sortie passage. As for how to break through the concrete covering, dig out the passage and enter it, the speed and efficiency of these actions are the difference between life and death.

One by one, I had to use the resources at hand to find the most effective sequence of actions and paths in the shortest possible time. Once there is a deviation in it, we will only be waiting for death.

"The shuttles are powered, they have taken off, and they have warned us that a large number of starships are falling, and pray that we can escape the danger smoothly."

The voice of the transformed warrior sounded calm, is this the relationship between the imitation expansion chip and the emotional control module?

I put aside my distractions and continued to focus on finding the entrance to the cover.

As far as I can remember, the armored car has come close to the entrance to the underground bunker, and while my sense of direction is definitely not among the best, it seems that these senses have become extremely acute since the brain domain chip has been strengthened. I prayed in my heart that the feeling of being extremely unreliable would be accurate, or else the elite of the Provisional Government of the entire solar system would be wiped out by my personal mistakes.

Command all of the Transfit warriors, including the Starship Core that can still wield their sentient abilities, to join me in searching for the concrete-buried entrance. At the same time, I ordered the car to slow down, and at this time it had been 6 minutes since we left and saw the starship fall, and the distance we had from the ground was about 6 kilometers in a straight line. The time below will be very stressful, and the thought of the terrifying scene of seeing my usually familiar companion because of the blood boiling in my body and the internal organs spitting out of my mouth makes me step up to find the entrance to the sensory action.

The search was in trouble at the beginning, not that Mrs. Wall was obstructed, but the steel bars all over the concrete, which had a strong shielding ability, although it did not completely block the intervention of brain domain perception, but it brought a lot of trouble to the exploration work. In perception, the block-like frames of steel structures have become highly interfering objects to confirm the low entrance. Faced with the complex internal structure of the passage, I lost confidence that I would be able to find the entrance in time.

As the minutes tick by, so does the hope of our survival. Just as the clock ticked 8 minutes and I almost gave up hope, a reformed warrior screamed for something.

With only about two minutes left before the expected starship fall, we immediately got out of the car and charged the sappers on the concrete overlay above the suspected entrance. It took another 1 and a half minutes for us to rush into it in an armored car, including the entrance, installation, and blasting, until it was confirmed that it was really the entrance to the bunker. At this time, it is only three and a half minutes away from our theoretical survival time. I've given up on continuing to calculate, and instead bracing along the familiar bunker pathway, in the direction of what was once the base of the Martian Child.

A single but familiar view passed by us along the way, and if we finally didn't have time to escape the impact of the shock wave, then these visual senses are now like looking back at my previous life.

The car continued at a relatively large angle to the bottom. The path in front of me seemed to be backwards with no end, and suddenly the inside of the car was weightless, my vision was spinning, and the body of the car was whining because of the external torsion.

The abnormal whistling sound of vibrating the air currents made people's heads rise and their ears directly deaf.

"Is this the end of it!?"

I screamed and fell into darkness.

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The pain reminded me that I was still alive, and this was not the kind of pain that I was traumatized from the outside, but a kind of pain from the inside out, all over my body, although I didn't have the heart-rending feeling of being directly robbed and concentrated, but because of the continuous, unappeaseable reasons, it made people feel uncomfortable wanting to commit suicide.

Finally I regained control of my fingers, and with the pain and itchiness of thousands of ants, the sensation in my arms, neck, waist, and finally head was restored. Even though it is difficult to move a finger now, my mood has calmed down. I've taken it again.

When I regained my mobility, a few minutes later, I noticed movement around me, and my hanging heart relaxed.

It's not like I'm living alone.

It took about half an hour to fix the situation, review the injuries, and reassess the situation, and when the final results came in, everyone was terrified that we would be able to escape. We eventually reached a distance of 1o kilometers below the surface. However, this is not because the armored vehicles are fast enough, but because there is a section of the main passage of the underground bunker, and the two armored vehicles fall directly into the cave, so that when the fall is born, we just escaped the impact of the impact and vibration. As for the rotating vision, and the injuries we are suffering now, it is all because of the injuries caused by the fall of the armored vehicle.

Thankfully, Mrs. Wall's armored vehicle is designed to be so advanced that even us humans were not fatally harmed in order to ensure the safety of the tight internal elements.

In the end, there were 3 new wounded and no one died.

Finally saved my life, and now that everything seemed to be settled, I finally collapsed in the driver's seat, and I couldn't even bother to connect the emergency call in the communication loop.

"Sir? You okay? An emergency call from the Kings. ”

After barely turning his tired and tired mind, he realized that the Wanwang didn't know where we were now, and when he turned on the circuit, Jasmine's worried inquiry came immediately. As the new captain of the ship, she must not want to see most of her colleagues lose to Mars together.

"Thank goodness you're still alive."

"It should be said that God doesn't have long eyes, we damn guys are still alive." , made a cold joke that he didn't even think was funny, "By the way, we need to send a shuttle again to pick up people near the wreckage of the original Eye of Mars." Due to the complexity of the situation below, this time please take pictures of the assault boat and the unmanned fighter jets of the escort. ”

"No, no, I don't think you'd better give up the idea of leaving Mars."

"What?!"

"There is a fleet of Berlanders in orbit around Mars, and it is the unmanned battleship that has just fallen that is cruising in orbit. Space isn't necessarily much quieter than yours now. The destroyers in the frigate group have already left, hiding from the biochemical fleet, and as for us, because the degree is too slow, it is easy to be targeted, asking for 6 Mars. ”

"......", Jasmine's words made me unable to cope for a while. The Biochemical Fleet is already here? How do they know that we are negotiating? Or maybe we just happened to be there, but before we were completely wiped out, did the Biochemical Fleet really come and attack Mrs. Wall so calmly?

The figure of Shalaman came to my mind. Although it was only a glimpse, and we were immediately separated by the flames of war, I connected the Pallandians seen in Avalon with their fleet. Perhaps this rebellion and the appearance of the Berland fleet itself are connected, as for us, as the most powerful force in the solar system right now, do the Berlandians really care?

"Okay, allow you to wear 6, so that the 6 fighters on the ship are ready for battle. Zhao Ping, discuss with your people a tactical plan to return to Avalon. Now that the Biochemical Fleet has arrived on Mars, we might as well fight them right here, so it's impossible for Zeratul to join them. We need to find Zeratul again, help him control the situation, and ask his fleet to join the fight against the biochemical fleet. ”

In a decisive tone, Green ordered the Kings to land. In just one sentence, he still showed me his unimaginably sharp war wisdom. yes, isn't this the perfect opportunity to unite with Mrs. Wall? No, it should be said that we are the ones who convince us to unite against the biochemical fleet.

"But do you want the Kings to contact the asteroid belt and summon the fleet together?"

"No, you don't."

I'm a little inexplicable about Green's answer, since we want to fight the biochemical fleet together, why don't you call the main fleet over?

Then I gave up thinking about the fleet, and it was clearly not yet time for the fleet to come out. Grimm's meaning is very clear, we have to help Zeratu wipe his ass first, and then we will consider joining forces against the biochemical fleet. And the main task of fighting against the Wolf rebels is, naturally, the work of my 6th team.

Located in the underground bunker of Mars, there are still lighting and some broadcasting equipment in operation due to the semi-permanent fortifications.

In the darkness, there were constant speeches encouraging the soldiers to resist the invasion, and the feeling of despair in the vast but uninhabited low space occupied my consciousness for a while.

I shook my head violently, shaking off my despair for a moment.

No matter how hard life is, people still have to live, you don't have to feel sorry for what happened to you, you just think that you are still alive, and some people have lost the opportunity to breathe forever, you will feel happy from the bottom of your heart.

I don't remember who said that to me, but it was a fitting way to describe my own feelings. Regaining my already fragmented mood and strengthening my confidence in defeating the enemy, I began to arrange for the meeting of the negotiating team with the Wanwang.

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Five hours later, on the ruins of the abandoned military shooting range of the Eye of Mars, the mountain-like figure of the Wanwang stood before our eyes, each of them smaller than an ant compared to its 15-kilometer size.

It's strange in this world that such a tiny creature as us has the power to determine the success or failure of a battle for a behemoth like a mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a stark contrast between the large and the small. What the world shows us is often an illusion, a reality, the key to determining the life and death of people, the success or failure of things, and the huge exhibition of civilizations, what is it?

Looking at the silhouette of the starship under the blood-colored sky, I fell into deep thought.

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