Chapter 100: God Hates the Devil and Loaths Tykes

What is the use of dealerting? Of course it works! The interior of the base no longer glows with a flashing red light, nor does it have a shrill siren. Even if you sleep, you can sleep peacefully....... Fart!

The moment the siren sounded, it meant that all the Imperial soldiers, from the Supreme Commander to the SCV. All knew about the invasion of the rebels. If you have to expect the soldiers of the Empire to go back and get a good night's sleep because of the cancellation of the siren, it is better to smoke diazine to obtain a level 12 psionic waveform.

At the same time that the siren was removed, the static defensive weapons such as anti-aircraft missile towers and railguns all returned to their normal state, even if the computer desperately sent them the news that there was an enemy in the orbit.

What the? Enemies? I'm sorry, but the current static fortifications only know how to keep them in a state of operation without enemies, and the viruses implanted in the computer lock them up - it is not impossible for the Empire's engineers to get these static fortifications back to work, but it will take a lot of time to complete. By the time these Imperial engineers had tapped on the keyboard and completed the software fixes, it was estimated that the naval guns of the Hyperion and the Kelant had removed all the static fortifications.

In fact, the moment the rangers' battlecruisers leaped over, they continued to pour firepower. Railguns and anti-aircraft towers turned into fireworks under precise strikes.

The Rangers' ground forces went into action, starting with Viking and Wraith fighters.

As powerful air superiority fighters, the Viking Fighter and the Wraith Fighter have shown good results since their birth. Whether you're fighting a shielded Astral Spirit or an Xenosaurus that wins by numbers. And now, on the Wahala, they have the same opponents as they are.

The hastily launched Imperial Viking fighters were equipped with the Ranger fighters that had been prepared for a long time, and the guards who had been guarding the Imperial base also showed their lack of necessary combat experience. And to make matters worse, the anti-aircraft towers on the ground did not cooperate enough with them at all - the Viking fighters of the Empire were beaten into scales by three or two. And the Rangers fighter pilots were mentally prepared.

They had been told beforehand that the Empire's air defense towers would fail. That's why they rushed over someone else's base with air defense towers so recklessly and so arrogantly, and bombarded someone else's Viking fighter plane.

Having occupied the air supremacy of this imperial base, the Viking fighters will naturally not be idle. In order to gain a certain level of ground-to-ground capability, the Rangers installed air-to-surface missiles on the missile racks of Viking fighters. And the pilot of the Wraith fighter looked at the raging Viking fighter with envy - the 25mm caliber ground laser cannon crew of the Wraith fighter could only bully the marines, and the harder raiders could only look at it and drool.

Soon, the Rangers took over the task of destroying the Imperial base from the Air Force, and after clearing the base, the Rangers began to advance again.

And this time, they pounced on Odin's heavy factory.

Odin, as the prototype of the Empire's new heavy siege machinery, naturally received the highest degree of protection. Siege tank clusters, massive marines, massive raiders, and a dense array of Imperial warplanes.

In the face of the Imperial Engineer's preference for Odin, the Hyperion at high orbit naturally expressed his own dissatisfaction, and with the downpour of railgun fire, even the Imperial base, which all the ground troops on the pile may not necessarily take, was born in an instant.

The heavy factory that loaded Odin was naturally unscathed.

The Rangers, who had surrounded the heavy factory, began to send Marines to clean up the troops inside, and in the sea of blue battle armor, the tall, eye-catching figures successfully attracted the attention of all the commanders who paid attention to this scene.

"Infiltrating behind enemy lines is over, copy the guys!"

Tykes roared in the channel, and the sound of him pulling the trigger could be heard in the communication channel.

Combined with the artillery fire that just shook the sky, it was to sneak behind enemy lines?

With the powerful firepower of the rifled machine gun in his hand, Tykes fought his way through the flesh and blood of the Imperial Marines without the Wraith joining him. After successfully clearing the level, the Empire's Heavy Factory rewarded a huge steel machine as the reward for clearing the level of Tykis - the Odin Prototype.

Manufactured at any cost, Odin has armor comparable to that of battlecruisers, and a massive barrel capable of cramping a raider. And it's a standing raider, and the data shows that this steel behemoth has the ability to shoot a thunder beast with one shot.

Naturally, Tykes couldn't read these jerky numbers, nor did he understand the meaning behind them. But he knew that this steel behemoth was so handsome!

"It's handsome, I can't help but drive this thing."

As Tykes watched the steel behemoth with his saliva in his eyes, a hurried ghost plugged a machine into the heavy factory's computer. And Swan, who had been waiting at the Huberian armory, finally got his job.

"Connecting to the server."

Swan crackled on the keyboard.

"Jimmy, tell that Humpty Dumpty that if he can get this Odin done in a minute, I'll go back and ask him for milk." Tykes said with a saliva in his eyes.

Naturally, the occupation of the heavy factory is not just to drive Odin and leave, the rangers need to decipher the restrictions left by the Imperial engineers on it. And Swan is also a good hand in this regard.

"Swan, if you can get it done quickly, then Tykes will treat you to milk." Because of Tykes's joy, Jim was also happy. Swan pursed his lips, indicating that he didn't like the big ruffian.

"Alright, boss, Odin and start starting and opening the cockpit - to be honest, I don't want his milk, and I'd be grateful if he doesn't set foot in the armory again."

Tykes unwittingly showed his knasty talents, successfully getting Swan to vent his bitterness at Jim.

"Oh! Odin! ”

Odin's slow bend and then the act of opening the cockpit made Tykis excited.

"I'm coming!"

Tykes showed almost magical agility as he leaped on, jumping into the cockpit and closing the hatch.

"Oh, handsome." Tykes kept repeating the phrase before driving Odin towards the gate.

"Alright man, calm down and cool your blood. We're going to get to know this steel machine - damn you're deaf! ”