The Imperial Commander's face was so green that he was about to fight with the happy rolling insects on the ground, and he quickly connected to the Imperial Command Center far away in the sky.

"You bastards! I want air support! The dragons have spread all over the world and wreaked havoc on the heads of my army! ”

The Commander yelled at the communicator, as if that would be enough to get the damn bugs out of the way.

"The Vikings are on their way, and they are intercepted by a large number of flying creatures on their way to your coordinates. It may take a little time to get rid of them. And the pilots have reported that the insects have tried to block their way with the spine needle crawler and spore crawler pack, so please hold on for a moment. ”

The command center of the command center is not unaware of the importance of this force that willfully ran to the wilderness, he took almost all the heavy weapons, making the defense of the command center extremely difficult, fortunately, the attack center of the insect is not in the command center, there are many scattered imperial soldiers in the field to obstruct the attack of the insects, and with the permanent offensive of the base, they can more or less squeeze out a rescue air force from between their teeth.

It's just that......

What if the insects attack the command center at this time? Or is it that the rebels have their brains pumped and shout for freedom in the event of a strange insect attack on humans? What if this air support unit was attacked by a large number of flying creatures on the way to the rescue, resulting in a large number of troop losses? What if this army is not sent out and the expeditionary force is completely wiped out?

Either one is a risk that is difficult to decide. And this commander who remained in the command center was obviously not a person who was keen on taking risks, and all he could do was to follow the management.

Save!

Must be saved!

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Twenty-four Viking fighters soared through the sky, heading towards their goal.

Crossing the base, crossing the wilderness, and about to arrive at the insect nest, the powerful radar found five flying creatures that came to intercept them in an over-the-horizon situation, and it was obvious that these five creatures could be shot down by Viking fighters with just one face-to-face shot. However, at this time, they are not afraid of life and death, which must be strange.

For the nest of insects, the jumping insects are what can be called cannon fodder, and the others can be called more or less precious, and like humans, their air force is even more precious among the precious.

In a mortal situation, will the alien dragon rush up to die without knowing whether it is alive or dead?

There was something wrong, and the captain who led the team had the intention to be careful, but the urgent battle ahead directly frustrated their ideas.

A quick solution is a quick solution.

The combat system quickly locked onto the flying creatures, and the pilot's finger was on the fire button.

"Drip !!"

The preoccupied pilot pressed the trigger the moment the warning sounded, and a missile that flew out, the locking cursor that had not yet closed, and the red warning markers that had been constantly highlighted on the screen let him know that what he had just remembered was not a prompt tone.

It's a warning.

The warplanes were targeted, or rather detected, attacks from hostile flying objects.

Allosaurus is impossible, in the case of ultra-long distance, it is impossible for them to project blade worms to such a long distance, and the only thing that can attack them is the ground.

With a twist of the lever, the massive fuselage immediately controls the air volley to change the flight trajectory, while reducing its own speed and sacrificing speed to provide maneuverability.

As the sky swirled, a green object with a long tail flame shot straight into the sky.

Spore crawlers.

There wasn't even a little fungus blanket on the ground, and the frenzied insects let the spore reptiles take root here, and it seemed that the insects were determined to get them.

Pulling the lever, the Viking fighter turned its head directly into the sky, and the light and heat emitted by the tail flame had reached the extreme. In the midst of the terrible acceleration, the pilot carried the gravity from Masala and the gravity of the acceleration and plunged headlong into the clouds.

Soon, the altitude of 8,000 meters was conquered by the Viking warplanes under the wings, which were inaccessible to the spores sprayed by the spore crawlers. Here, it's not the falling airbag that is the only threat to the Vikings.

Relying on the cover of spore crawlers, the alien dragon who dared to go five against twenty-four finally walked away from the fighter plane with interest, hanging far behind the tail flame of the fighter plane, staring at the movements of the fighter group.

Above the clouds, the white clouds are like the cold but beautiful snow-capped mountains of winter, and the shining stars are shining golden on the snowy mountains, adding a little beauty to this world that is about to be destroyed.

The good things don't last long, and the beautiful clouds are torn apart as they are thrown like dumplings.

The pilot looked at the beautiful world and plunged headlong into the clouds.

Above the clouds, the sun shines, and below the clouds, there is a dark scene, thick dense clouds obscuring the light, and the airdrop bag that pierces the sky more or less allows a little light to cast on the earth.

But soon, the broken clouds were repaired by the forces of nature.

Twenty-four Vikings could finally see the light from the explosion of the stars in the distance, and the flying creature signal on the radar faded at a faster rate as the Vikings got closer.

The flying creatures have withdrawn, and they don't have enough numbers to intercept the Viking fighters, only by accumulating enough numbers to eat them in one go. Fueling tactics will only make you lose more.

And the Worm units on the ground have also been evacuated, and with the air support of Viking fighters, the Worm's victory rate is not great.

What the Worm Mother Noyce wants is to annihilate this human force.

With the arrival of the air force and the retreat of the insects at the same time, the reborn soldiers pulled the trigger in the sky to vent their excitement, and the commander who spat out the turbid air did not stop the meaningless actions of the soldiers. Bullets in the sky will neither knock down Viking fighters, nor empty the amount of ammunition in troop transport. Compared to the number of bullets knocked out, it is obviously more important for the soldiers to vent and replenish their morale.

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"The human army is getting bigger and bigger, and they must be taken."

Noyce thought.

Soon, the screams of psionic energy that continued to let the host drop the bag reach the host's ears, and she was above the surface, making more preparations for the next battle.

More Alien units, from cannon fodder jumpers to battle-piercing thunderbeasts, as well as pit worms that are very useful for both human troops and human bases.

These things can be prepared very quickly.