The Viking fighter who had absolute air supremacy could no longer look down on the ground from above, because if he didn't do anything about it, the rescue would be a failure with the death of all the rescued.

After firing an anti-ship missile that destroyed Tadarin's refractory prism, the Viking fighter directly activated the transformation system, switching its mecha form in mid-air.

The Viking fighter in the form of a mecha landed directly from the volley, and its huge body smashed into the ground, and the diazine, which had originally shrouded the earth due to a large amount of leakage, was directly emptied by the Viking mecha that fell from the sky.

The tremors of the ground, the sudden destruction of the Leaping Prism, and the sweep of the surrounding ground directly woke up the group of Tadarin fanatics who were immersed in meditation.

As the fanatics cast their bewildered and horrified gazes on the massive steel monster that suddenly appeared on the altar, the Viking Mech's two Gatling cannons began to spin at an accelerated pace.

"Zi~~~~"

"Dadada!!!!"

After a brief acceleration of the Viking Mecha's cannon, it spewed out metal and fire that seemed to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

The mech's cannon is not the kind of rifle that shoots peanuts in the hands of the Marines, it is more than double the caliber alone, and the power of the airborne cannon with additional energy supply does not decrease while maintaining an ultra-high rate of fire.

The metal storm created by the speed of fire beyond the fanatic's imagination easily tore through the fanatic's proud shield, and as the shield was overloaded in an instant, the fanatic was torn to shreds by bullets in an instant. And Tadarin's mechanical sentinels, which were specially designed to replenish the shields of front-line soldiers, were completely unable to replenish them, and in an instant of extreme confusion, the mechanical sentinels were killed by a single bullet of psionic energy that rained down into the sky.

The tinkling bullet casings smashed against the solid ground, and the only remaining purple ground mist around them was heated by the hot and piling up of bullet casings, and the torso.

One second he was still enjoying the blessings brought to him by dizine, but the next second he was slaughtered by humans who desecrated the Breath of the Creator, and the huge contrast made the fanatics unable to react.

After all, there were fanatics who had grown up in Tadarin's cruel and ruthless social system, and their will to fight was absolutely superb.

"Blasphemer, die!!" The Zealot roared and rushed towards the only Viking mech present, charging and pounced.

Countless Tadarin Fanatics were shattered by their shields as they charged, turning them into a pile of psionic minced flesh, but many more broke through the two-door Gatling blockade of the Viking Fighters. After all, there are far more fanatics than Viking mechs can handle.

The sun shone on the ground where the battle was fighting, and as the sun shone on the ground, the ground that obscured the view slowly dissipated under the illumination of the light. A Star Spirit Fanatic leaping in mid-air, the psionic blade in his hand wielding a terrifying light, stared at the Viking mech on the ground.

- You belong to me!!

The Zealot, who was left with only this steel monster in his heart, automatically blocked the influence of the world around him, and under his full attention, the Tadarin Zealot was able to improve his one-on-one combat ability. But in this way, it is easy for an attack from the outside world to cause more damage to this fanatic.

In mid-air, eighty meters away, a ghost armed with an ordinary rifle stared at the star spirit that leaped in mid-air, automatically taking himself as a target.

"Bang!"

A bullet flew out of the muzzle, and thanks to the special combat skills of the ghost agents, the psionic energy attached to the bullet, giving the bullet greater precision and unparalleled lethality.

Countless fanatics eagerly watched as the Tadarin warrior who was about to slay down this piece of steel and avenge the death of many of his clansmen who had died in the sneak attack———— and suddenly, the shattered shield of the fanatic, who had been given infinite hopes, was splashed with rainbows, and then the blood and flesh that looked white from his long-term use of diazine.

"Ahhh

The Tadarin warrior, who had been beaten in two in the air, let out a sharp and desolate psionic cry, not only from the pain in his body, but also with the anger of the imminent loss of his honor.

How can it be! Obviously, this fanatic has already jumped to the corner of the Viking mech's attack, and according to the speed at which he jumped into the air and fell into the air, and the corner of the Viking Mech's Gatling cannon, he could not be killed by the Viking Mecha at all!

None of the Tadarin warriors present were absolute fools. They finally realized that the steel monster that suddenly fell from the sky was not alone.

On the high ground not far away, a transport plane lowered Golia's armed robots, using Goliath as fire support. Farther in the sky, a human flying machine hovered in midair, and a human whose psionic energy had crushed all the fanatics present was staring at them with emotionless eyes.

The angry fanatics did not see the strength of the humans present, or the long isolation of the world made them unaware of the strength of other races. Having launched another desperate charge, they finally tasted the mistake of being isolated.

The Viking mecha absorbs all the hatred of the fanatics in the front, and the ghosts hovering in mid-air with an incomparably wide field of vision kill the fanatics who threaten the Viking mecha one by one. Closer away, Goliath offers cannon fire.

The Vikings on the air dispersed Tadarin's flying units with the coordinated action of Golia's anti-aircraft missiles on the ground, while the precious vanguard slowly retreated due to the loss of air supremacy.

Tadarin's defeat began to be revealed, but the unwilling Killer tried to use his shield and armor far beyond the Zealot to flicker to the high ground to shoot at Golia, but the Killer who was suddenly knocked out of the phase armor finally cherished his life more and chose to leave in embarrassment.

The diazine dissipated, the sun shone on the earth, and with the presence of a single Tadarin Star Spirit, the very happy Viking mecha pilot stretched his waist comfortably - oh no, this is a rescue mission!

"Hey! Are there still living people? Tadarin is dead. ”

The conversation with the distress team seemed like it had just happened, but there was no more sound coming from the channel.

"Bang!" A marine's hand squeezed through the sea of corpses of the Astral Warriors, Marines, Marauders, and Mechanical Sentinels, and he struggled to grab something else before pulling himself off the ground.

"Whew! Is Fcalo still alive? Zhao Yi, who got up, ignored the various substances contaminated on his body, and then walked to the location where the rescue team arrived in memory of the moment before Fucalo arrived.