Chapter 211: Frightened
Captain of the Devil Reinforcement Detachment, who is also the captain of the battleship Truth, Maxim is glaring and almost tears the corners of his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoIf his gaze could kill, I would have been wiped out many times by his murderous gaze.
Faced with the fact that the guards were killed instantaneously and he was captured, Maxim refused to accept the fact of being a prisoner, but kept fighting, so much so that he had to inject muscle relaxants to ensure normal communication with him.
"What do you think a noble Imperial Knight is! I'm not going to work with you, I'm not like that cowardly and despicable Duncan, who doesn't want to get any convenience from me."
His expression was fierce and his roar was fierce enough, but his brain perception could still detect the cowardice and fear wrapped in negative emotions.
I looked at him with ulterior motives, and knowing that his heart was extremely panicked and scared, I knew that my plan would succeed.
"You will give the order that the entire detachment should go after the destroyers."
"Dreaming!"
"Or maybe you want something to happen to you that you absolutely don't want to happen."
You can see the muscles on his face twitching, and the wavering of his expression can no longer be hidden. I decided to push it harder.
Turning around, he said to the guards on standby, "Go, call Gretel." ā
"Gretel? The guard repeated my words inexplicably. ā
"Yes, it's that Gretel, the man who can divide a person's scalp into twelve layers, cut off layer by layer. I have a knight here who I want to challenge. ā
I winked at the guard, and he bowed knowingly and left.
Maxim's eyes never took off the guard until he disappeared behind the alloy door.
"Rest assured, Gretel's technique is one of the best I've ever seen, and you won't die until he cuts off your scalp in its entirety, except in excruciating pain. I dare to guarantee it. ā
The emaciated and pale face became more and more bloodless.
"You...... You barbarians...... Do you know what will happen afterwards? The Imperial soldiers will not allow you to surrender, you are doomed! ā
Facing Xiyi's desperate eyes, I smiled heartily back.
"You don't have to worry about it, it has nothing to do with you anyway."
The suffocation and sobbing cried out in anger, and the iron-clad Maxim succumbed.
The following barrage of orders was issued in the name of Maxim. No one has any objections, because these orders are all true.
In the detachment, the remaining destroyers and one capital ship were sent out and left after forty minutes in the name of outflanking, leaving Maxim's ship and cruiser group on the spot.
I couldn't help but swallow my saliva for what to do next.
Half an hour ago, the battle in the power room was finally over. The Devil's Marines fought almost to the end, while also inflicting an absolute amount of damage on my Rapid Reaction Corps. This is a remarkable achievement for a ship general who does not have an advantage in weapons, training, or experience.
If it weren't for the fact that my ability was too special and I took the opponent by surprise, maybe my rapid reaction team would have collapsed on the Wanwang. The captain named Duncan was certainly not a fuel-efficient lamp, and now he was already preparing to blow himself up the moment he wanted to break the door. It can be seen that the opponent is strong, and the personality of seeing death as home is a thousand times stronger than the Maxim in front of him.
Looking around me again, this low-eyed and pleasing guy, thinking that there are villains everywhere, and there are moths everywhere, the reason why my regiment was able to survive is all thanks to this guy, in a sense, he is still our benefactor.
But I don't have a good impression of this so-called benefactor at all.
He threw me a flattering smile again and suggested that I gather the cruisers together so that it would be easier to deal with. I didn't try to hide my blatant contempt. If it is said that in the depths of the Martian underground, the big man he met in the field hospital did not treat ordinary soldiers as human beings, and insisted on slandering others and making people disgusted, then the big man in front of him now betrayed his own people, but his ugly face was not comparable to the previous guy. It's completely two levels of wickedness. Compared with the latter, the former can only be called a small evil.
Even if I hated Maxim to the extreme, I took his advice, after all, it is really difficult to say whether you can win or lose by killing seven cruisers in one go. What's more, we only have Gru as a professional, and we are only a destroyer captain. Dealing with the captains of the seven cruisers, whether they will be overturned is really bottomless in my heart.
In the name of Maxim, the cruiser group was ordered to assemble at an extremely close distance of 500 kilometers and wait for a formation jump with two battleships.
You must know that 500 kilometers is too close a distance, and after this order was given, even the cruiser captains who obeyed the commander's orders developed to question them.
Thankfully, Maxim survived, and his image appeared in the radio newsletter, loudly reprimanding the cruiser captains who did not obey the order, and finally the questioning voices disappeared, and the seven cruisers gathered together in a form rarely seen by a starship.
"Gollum, sir, the enemy ships have been assembled and are ready to be launched."
Even Maxim, a peerless traitor, is nervous about what to do next. I noticed an increase in the tension of his brain cells, the amount of sweating and even the rate of hormone production.
This guy still has a sense of shame and morality after all. Even I, the enemy, were ashamed of what he had done, and finally saw the slightest fear of what he had done, how could I comment on it, I should describe him as.
Wei Leili: "The strategic weapons have been filled, and the area of impact of this attack is an area with a diameter of 4,000 kilometers in a vacuum range, and the target is the cruiser group and the enemy's most combat boats. Taking into account the defensive capability and the masking effect of strategic weapons, enemy battleships were not included in the range of attack. ā
I can hear the anger in the words of the young military advisor, and I think that as a human being, as a soldier, this disgust and anger towards the betrayer will be further strengthened as the individual's talent increases. Verelli rarely showed his feelings, and generally thought that it was due to his ability to perceive the world, and that nothing could be beyond his imagination, but at least his ability to perceive was flawed, and with his noble sense of morality and sentiment, he must not have imagined the existence of such a despicable creature as Maxim.
I had an idea and was taken aback by the idea. I was going to kill Maxim as soon as he ran out of it, like crushing a bed bug, and leaving no room for it.
I don't know why, but when I realized that what he had done was beyond Verelli's knowledge, I didn't want to kill him.
There are thousands of things in the world, and human nature is billions and billions, if you want to be invincible in battle, you need to be able to encompass at least the wisdom that can understand the complexity of human nature, Verelli is an excellent candidate, but unfortunately his character is too upright to understand those who are too ugly, isn't Maxim just a suitable supplement?
I was terrified and disgusted by my thoughts. However, the plan for Maxim's execution, which I had practiced many times in my mind and was very much looking forward to its realization, had been shelved.
"Strategic weapons ready! The railgun and the rapid gun have been filled, the output limit of the power room is 72%, the force field shield is normal, the main armor plate in the middle of the hull has returned to its original position, and everything is ready. ā
Gru has been serious all the way, and he takes the trouble to report every key node. If it were someone else, it would have summed things up in terms of everything being normal.
I was tired of his overly revised personality, but this time, I hope his confirmation will last a little longer. When I think of the hapless generals on the cruiser, I can't help but feel a little frightened.
"Sir, it's confirmed, please give the order!"
Under the contemptuous gaze of the people around him, Maxim had a calm look, and even I saw the hatred in his eyes, and only our officers and soldiers should have a complete hatred for the Proxima Centauri devil, which was actually reflected in Maxim.
This guy, isn't there a bottom line?
Looking at Maxim, who had a serious face and urged me to give orders, I suddenly felt that this man was terrible, and perhaps it was not him who was being used, but ourselves, who was using our hands to clear the dissidents.
I was so caught up in this thought that I couldn't speak for a while.