Chapter 153: Capturing the Command Ship

The scene is grand and the atmosphere is solemn. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info, however, it's very different from the atmosphere of the battlefield.

I don't understand the status of the adjudicator in the devil's army, I don't think it's going to be very low. However, this man obviously had no experience on the battlefield, and he had such a large number of troops, and instead of arranging an effective defense, he made such a formation. Did he think this was a courtroom? Or do you think the three of us will obediently run to the dock to hear the trial or something?

Lieutenant Colonel: "Wait for my signal before firing." ”

Looking at this posture, will the lieutenant colonel stand up and reason with the other side?

Although I think it's impossible, these are all big people, maybe they can see far and see the rationality behind the surface of this unreasonable action.

It turned out that I was overthinking. The lieutenant colonel does not have the bad problem of talking nonsense before the war in entertainment dramas.

He pulled out a flash mine and threw it at the ceiling high up. As the grenade jingled and bounced at different heights, the eyes of the ghost soldiers in the gun array also jumped.

"Fire!"

The lieutenant colonel was the first to stand up and shoot in a standing position. Wood and I worked hard to name the devil soldiers one by one.

When the gun array fell halfway, the fire of the devil's counterattack kept up.

However, the firepower of those rookies in a hurry can only be used to decorate the faΓ§ade, and it is really not a threat to the three old birds.

As the magazine swept away, Lyman and I began throwing grenades. The lieutenant colonel continued to give precise roll calls to the devils.

The roar had stopped, the smoke had not yet cleared, and the lieutenant colonel had already stepped forward.

Lyman and I are the most terrible kind of people, and we kept attacking until the smoke cleared before we dared to go into the corpse.

The lieutenant colonel was now next to the body of the adjudicator. It's really ashamed of his good looks, this guy was the first to be shot in the head by the lieutenant colonel.

"The adjudicator is the magistrate of the Devil's Army, a much higher rank than the commander of our Internal Affairs Force. They were pure-bred Aryans, who did not usually participate in battles, and focused their guns on the backs of the warriors who rushed to the front line. On weekdays, they have the absolute right to arrest potential criminals without trial. ”

The lieutenant colonel was talking to himself alone, and Lyman and I both heard something was wrong.

With less than three minutes left in the countdown to the self-detonation, it was a pinch.

But I don't mind taking some of these moments out of the time to pay attention to the Lieutenant Colonel's anomaly.

"These guys are all day long in the hands of the people, exercising the so-called right to adjudicate at the slightest displeasure...... Lyra, Krees, Eliza, I've finally avenged you. ”

Lyman and I looked at each other speechlessly, I didn't expect the lieutenant colonel to have such a past, and I didn't think that he was an exile from Proxima Centauri.

We've killed so many of his kind, okay?

The alarm inside the ship became terrible, and the automatic broadcast of the devil's voice turned into a rapid roar.

The countdown entered the last minute.

No longer delayed, I ran to the Adjudicator's body, pulled out his ID card, and jumped straight to the nearest terminal with a jet.

"Wood, Adjudicator ID card in hand, quick!"

Wood didn't speak. The system directly started the vote to interrupt the self-destruct program.

System: "The application for the termination of the self-detonation procedure, the main control center is in favor, and the standby center is offline, which is deemed to have abstained and awaited the judgment of the ruling center." ”

The self-detonation has begun a ten-second countdown, and I'm dealing with the sudden appearance of the Adjudicator Iris authentication mechanism.

This guy's head has exploded, where did the iris come from, even if he finds it, it may not be able to use. I had to crack this authentication mechanism in an extreme amount of time.

System: "Waiting for the adjudication system to decide ......"

As the countdown entered the final five seconds, I was so busy that I forgot to blink and breathe.

It's a blessing that I wasn't scared at this time, maybe I was too busy to be afraid.

The authentication mechanism enters an endless loop through compound logic traps, and the system is forced to enable the redundancy mechanism to complete the verification.

The system prompts you to lower the authentication level and use fingerprint recognition.

"Lyman, a finger!"

"It's all up to you."

Lyman was also in a hurry, and cut off the entire palm of the corpse and threw it to me.

In normal times, it will definitely decide to be vicious, but at this time it is completely ignored. I casually picked up a finger and pressed it on the validator.

The system prompts that the verification is passed, and there is an application for terminating the self-detonation......

If you don't have time to read it, go straight to the to-do list and choose to agree.

System: "The adjudication system agrees, and the self-detonation process is terminated." ”

As the alarm was lifted, the self-detonation countdown just jumped to 0.

Lyman and I collapsed to the ground at the same time. It took me ten seconds to get back to normal. Turning his head to look in the direction of the lieutenant colonel, he was still standing there, a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Me: "......"

We didn't leave the power room, and although the enemy here has been cleared, as long as the devil wants to, he can still destroy the entire command ship by destroying the power furnace.

The good news came, after the news of the successful termination of the self-detonation came out, the defense force is reinforcements have been on the way, and the relative devil fleet is also moving closer to us.

Wood tells us that the holographic projection shows that the Jupiter fleet is actively pestering the devil fleet, and it seems that they are also fulfilling their promises.

The lieutenant colonel had returned to normal, and he ordered us to bow the bridge and power room, and gave me and Wood separate instructions to make technical preparations for the control of the command ship, and to get the command ship out of danger once the reinforced starship pilots arrived.

Five minutes after the self-detonation stopped, the surviving Devil soldiers began to storm the power room, and word came from Wood that the bridge had also been attacked.

With treacherous terrain and sturdy cover, and an opponent who is a rookie in land warfare, the defensive operation is busy, but it is not thrilling.

The devil soldiers are all charging at our guns as if they are not dying. Later, the lieutenant colonel abandoned the use of sniper rifles and chose to respond with assault rifles, and the steps in front of the door of the power room were filled with corpses.

Even in the airtight battle suit, it seems that you can smell the disgusting smell of blood and the sky-high corpse gas.

The joy of victory was quickly diluted by a vicious feeling.

"What's wrong with them? The war here is over, we won't kill indiscriminately if they surrender, why send them to death like this!? What is the difference between people and ants rushing up like this? ”

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My question is destined not to be answered, and no comrade-in-arms will be able to answer it.

I peeked at the lieutenant colonel's countenance, and the sharpness on his face receded into a look of blindness and confusion, and he kept pulling the trigger like a puppet.

With the successful docking of the first reinforced assault boat with the command ship, I heard the weak cheers of my comrades in the headphones.

Perhaps it was the relationship attracted by the reinforcements, and the suicidal charge in front of the power room finally stopped, and I felt powerless all over.

I thought that the technical troops under the protection of the reinforcements would arrive soon, but I didn't expect that an hour had passed, and the reinforcements were still on the way.

Asking Wood only replied that the devil was stubborn and slowed down the pace of reinforcements.

It wasn't until three hours after the self-detonation stopped that the sound of firefighting in the passage brought reinforcements into my view.

I finally got through the contact with my own people, and the desire to count them down is gone.

The reinforcements look better than those of us who are standing on the bandwagon.

Me: "How did it happen?" We're so hard waiting. ”

Soldier A: "These guys are hellish ghosts, and they don't want to die." ”

Me: "I'm Major Zhao Ping of the assault force, what about your commander, where are the technical soldiers?" ”

Soldier B: "Huh, sir? Which chief? When we were waiting for the ship, our commander was Captain Kebo, and the captain hung up less than two corners, and the commander was replaced by Second Lieutenant Rachel, and the commander became Sergeant Simon less than half the way, and now ......"

Soldier B looked around at the group of people who rushed into the power room, "I'm the sir." ”

Me: "...... It's a pity to hear this, but what about the technical soldiers? ”

Soldier B: "It's all dead, wait for the next batch." ”

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