"By the way, what did you just do with me?" The plot came to an end for the time being, Nie Yun turned off the screen and turned to look at Catherine and asked.

"Uh......" Catherine reacted at this time, she was so engrossed in watching that she forgot about business......

"Report to Your Excellency, our Third Squadron is converging with His Excellency Ishaar's headquarters and is ready for battle!

According to the battle plan, we will follow the main force in an hour to carry out the second round of attack operations, the operation code name - 'Sea Tide'! ”

Tide?

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and a wave is higher than a wave?

It seems that the scale of this war will probably not be smaller than the last one......

Nie Yun touched his chin and began to think about whether he should intervene in the battlefield.

The continuous expansion of the wormhole will undoubtedly continue to expand the scale of the war between the two sides, so that the Gemini will have to put most of their attention here, involving the military power of the other side and depleting the war potential.

But if the Gemini civilization succeeds in the battle and the wormhole shrinks back to its original size, it is conceivable that the idle Gemini will probably turn its attention to Proxima Centauri and the solar system again......

Well! It's decided!

Even if you wave again, I will find a way to shoot you dead on the beach!

But think about it, such a huge battlefield is not something that a small fleet can control, and if you do too much, your identity may be exposed.

No, it seems that we can only try to start from the other side......

……

"Hiss~" Spartak grinned in pain and gasped.

He was covered in bandages at the moment, and Sula was drugged him.

Compared to the seriously injured Morsey, who needed to be treated in a medical module, Spartak's condition was much better.

The Ryan race is a fighting nation specially selected by the Woolf civilization from many civilizations, with strong physical fitness, and it also has its own racial skill of "super-speed regeneration", but after a short period of recovery, it is no longer a big problem.

"Let you do it! Do you know the gap between you and the high-ranking fighters? Sula blamed on her lips, but when she treated the wound, her eyes were full of love and pity.

"Well, I'm fine." Spartacus smiled innocently.

"How the hell did you defeat Morsey?" As Spartakus's closest person, Sulla naturally knows his strength, which is what she can't figure out the most.

They are not Saiyans, and their anger can still transform into a great increase in strength when they exceed the critical point?

"This ......," Spartak's face was slightly unnatural.

Even for the closest people, this kind of thing is quite difficult to explain, could it be that I was caught by a "hammer of destruction" and then supernatural?

What's more, if this kind of secret is leaked out, who knows if the mysterious person will come to say, "Those who know the secret are comrades", and then pick a "fateful" artifact for Sulla?

Although I don't know why the mysterious man didn't reappear after helping him, no matter how much he called in his heart, he didn't respond, but he gave his body and soul or something...... Sure enough, it's still a bit evil, so let's let Sula stay away from him.

After thinking about it for a long time, Spartak decided to figure out the situation on his body first before deciding whether to confess or not.

But just when he was about to find a way to fool the past, "Woo~" A piercing alarm suddenly sounded without warning!

"It's ...... Intrusion Alert?! It's the enemy on the other side of the wormhole! Spartak was shocked, and immediately stood up in surprise.

"How could it be, they had just suffered a defeat!" Sula was skeptical.

"Perhaps...... Anyway, you take refuge in the shelter now, and I must return immediately! Spartak frowned.

"But your wounds ......"

"Heh, this little injury is not enough for me to hide in the rear and recuperate." Spartak smiled wryly.

It's true that a bronze-level warrior like him has a certain status in the Ryan clan, but he only has a status within the clan.

The Woolf civilization doesn't tell you about humanitarianism, and if you try to escape, you will be punished with cruel punishment.

How to be cannon fodder if you are afraid of death?

So as long as you can stand up, even if you climb, you have to climb back into the cockpit!

Under Sulla's worried gaze, Spartak quickly put on his combat suit and hurried to his combat hangar.

When he arrived, the sirens were getting louder and louder, and his servants were sweating profusely for the final emergency overhaul, but the arms of the mech looked intact.

"Lord Spartak, the mechage has just been repaired, and it is ready to attack at any time!" One of the servants at the head of the group immediately greeted Spartak and said.

Although his arms were cut off by Nie Yun, it looked miserable, but after all, the most sophisticated power engine and the main body of the body were not seriously damaged, and only the arms needed to be replaced, and it would not take much time to repair.

"Hmm!" Without any extra nonsense, Spartak immediately prepared to board the plane, and before getting into the cockpit, he paused, turned his head as if he remembered something, and asked, "Did you find anything unusual or other improper during the overhaul?" ”

"Huh?" The servant was stunned for a moment before he reacted, and said with some trepidation, "There is nothing abnormal, please rest assured!" ”

Spartak didn't say anything more, seeming relieved, before turning and getting into the cockpit.

He asked this, naturally not because he was worried about problems in the overhaul process, in fact, every hangar of the bronze-level mecha was a small combat group.

Here are all Spartacus townspeople, one is prosperous, the other is lost, and no one will be negligent in matters concerning their own lives.

Spartak was just quite concerned about the supernatural events that happened to his mecha before, and now it seems that it may have been just the other party's whim to help him before, and he hasn't moved for so long, maybe he has left at this moment.

Come to think of it, there are not 100,000 but 50,000 miscellaneous soldiers like yourself, and the mysterious super boss like the other party, even if he has any purpose, he will not target such a small role as himself, right?

Give your body and soul or something...... Maybe it's like checking a water meter and registering something, it's not a big deal?

Spartak could only comfort himself with this.

However, before he could activate the mecha, the display in front of him changed its screen, and strange blood-red characters began to emerge one after another......

"The system has completed the binding, and the first task has been released!

Mission requirements: Identify the conspiracy of hostile civilizations, protect the wormhole expansion device, and complete the battlefield counterattack!

Mission Failure Penalty ...... Obliterate!

PS: To live or to perish, it's a multiple-choice question......"

Spartacus: "......"

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