"Woo woo~~"

The red indicator lights at the top of the hangar are flashing wildly, the doors of the two hangars are fully open, and countless ground crews and robots are taking off the flight squadron at several times the usual speed.

"It's a trap, and there's a lot of anti-orbital defense on the ground that we haven't found out!"

The fleet's communication channels have become a mess, several pilot ships have been beaten into space junk by artillery fire from the surface, and then the fleet has appeared from the other side of the planet, blocking the back of the 9th Fleet.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day of death!" The cruisers and destroyer frigates responsible for the flanks of the fleet immediately went up to the top, hoping to tear open the encirclement and allow the aircraft carriers and transports transporting ground forces to escape.

"It's too late, put us down!" Fisher loudly ordered the preparatory squad he led to board the airborne capsule immediately, and he ran to get a few more Titan batteries.

"But......" A few yellow-clothed ground crews were about to say more, when a violent vibration suddenly came from the battleship.

"We were hit, and all combat units were dropped at once! Otherwise, everyone will die here! Fisher pulled at the other man's neckline and yelled.

"Yes!" Everyone present was not stupid, the infantry rushed to the nearest drop bay, the iron pilot quickly entered his Titan, and the damage management and ground crew were also dressed in space equipment.

As the James Macallan began to dive desperately into the atmosphere, the rest of the warships transporting combat troops also learned the same, and even a few destroyers covered the transports and pulled up a barrage.

"B, let's go!"

The eight hydraulic clips holding the prismatic airborne pod open, and then, in sparks from the grinding of steel, the airborne pod detached from the deck of the aircraft carrier and entered the atmosphere of Typhon.

"Pilot, we're leaving the intended airborne location!" B reminded.

"I know, but the most important thing now is to stay alive! Hand over control of the airborne warehouse to me! Fisher took a deep breath, isn't it just to hide from the barrage, I'm familiar with this!

"Handover complete, shift perspective!"

Then the picture in front of Fisher's eyes flashed, and it turned into a falling shot, and what came to his face was an overwhelming anti-aircraft fire, lasers, missiles, plasma, and a network of exploding fire that shrouded the sky like a big hand covering the sky and the sun.

"Pilot, danger!"

"I know!" The attentive Fisher controlled the clumsy airborne compartment and twisted around in the air, dodging as many missiles as he could, and finding an angle to crash into those that couldn't dodge.

After a hard-fought three minutes, Fisher managed to clear the scarred airborne bunker out of the fire.

"Pilot, I want to warn you that our speed is too fast, and the risk of disintegration is high!"

"You know, B, when I was learning to drive, the coach told me that if I couldn't stop the car, I would find a cheap thing to crash!"

"This cold joke isn't funny, Pilot!"

"No, it's not a joke!" Fisher locked the rudders of the airborne compartment, and directly in front of him, there was a frigate!

“ ！”

The Cobra, this is the name of a frigate, and the name was given because Captain Arad wanted his battleship to be like a Cobra and could kill the enemy in one hit, but the battle in the high-altitude orbit was not something that this small ship with only more than a hundred meters could mix, so he could only wait below the combat zone to see if there was a chance to pick up the leak.

"Sir, I noticed that a rebel airborne is approaching!"

"The opportunity for meritorious service is here, where is the airborne warehouse?" Arad wiped his hands excitedly, then pushed past the radar soldiers and leaned in front of the screen.

"Yes, just above us!"

"What?"

The airborne compartment with a long trail of black smoke smashed straight into the fragile superstructure of the frigate with huge kinetic energy, and Fisher chose a very tricky angle, the airborne compartment could be slowed down by impact, but the crumbling main structure would not be damaged, but in this way, the Cobra suffered.

"Decks 1 to 4 are broken, the power is low, and we're going to crash!"

"The power compartment is on fire! The thruster is out of order! ”

"Abandon ship, abandon ship immediately!" Arad clutched the bleeding wound on his head and wanted to cry without tears, he had only been the captain of the ship for less than three weeks!

"B, remember to upload the video when you go back, we worked together to destroy a frigate!"

"Well done, Pilot!"

"You're welcome, partner!" At this moment, Fisher realized how happy it is to have a highly intelligent machine partner, Legion, you learn a little!

With the sacrifice of the Cobra, Fisher's airborne compartment successfully restored its normal airborne speed, and finally the airborne compartment exploded at an altitude of 100 meters, bursting a large amount of smoke and throwing B and Fisher down at the same time.

"Successful landing!"

As soon as the Titan landed, Fisher immediately disengaged from the cockpit, he was the first to reach the ground, and should immediately release the beacon to guide the follow-up troops.

"Tie Pilot, my radar has detected an unidentified aerial vehicle approaching!" Suddenly, B raised his 40 launchers and aimed them at the sky southwest of Fisher.

"I saw it, it's a drone!" Fisher removed the flamethrower from his back, and with his left hand fished out the automatic turret from the wormhole.

"B, we're going to have to stay here for a while!"

"Yes, Pilot!"

The size of the plasma drone is only the size of a five-year-old child, but its own plasma launcher is very powerful, these little guys who are set to act in groups quietly swoop down from the sky, scattering dense [Begonia Book House .] Set of blue plasma clusters.

"All ............" In the face of incoming firepower, Fisher was not afraid, his left hand condensed an invisible wall of telekinesis, blocking the front of the drone, and his right hand grabbed the flamethrower and kept tilting the fire into the sky.

Then there was the fireworks in the sky, and the plasma drone loaded with ammunition clanged into the wall, and the original neat formation was disrupted, and Fisher didn't need to deliberately aim, only needed to explode a drone, which could cause a chain reaction.

And at this time, those plasma bundles like the flowers of the goddess fell to Fisher under the action of gravity.

"Leave it to me, Pilot! Protocol Three! "B shoulder armor ejected a disc that was not much smaller than a manhole cover, and then a three-meter-wide, six-meter-high blue phase shield unfolded from the disk, blocking the plasma that could burn hundreds of square meters of area cleanly in the crackling sound of the plasma.

"It looks like we're getting closer and better!"

"Happy cooperation, Pilot!"

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