Chapter Seventy-One: Austin
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"How did he know? How did he know! Hodgson's eyebrows were shaking, his face was shaking, and his body was shaking.
Judging from the voice, the other party is at most 25 or 6 years old, as a wise and arrogant, calm and elegant quasi-nobleman, he was actually played by a hairy boy from beginning to end, how can he bear it? How can you endure it!
On the other side, in the command room, Huo Qing and Edward's faces were already gloomy as water, unless the other party knew that the military department was deciphering the Ipsilon technology, otherwise, they would definitely not mean to say this.
The fact that there are Ipsisaurus ruins under the base is only known to the top of the fleet and the core personnel of the 3789 Division, and the ordinary front-line soldiers and junior officers have no way of knowing about it, how did he know?
Huo Qing's eyes swept over the officers present, and he couldn't help but shake his head, impossible, everyone who knew about this matter was under their noses. Well, perhaps he wasn't referring to the Epsilon Ruins, but rather worried about the front-line troops retreating to base.
Just when everyone in the command room had their own thoughts and secretly pondered the deep meaning of Tang Fang's words, the momentum of the confrontation outside suddenly changed.
A dark shadow swept overhead, and the communication tower connected to the orbiting satellite ushered in an uninvited guest.
The bloated eyeworm shook its body, stretched its head out, and spewed a cloud of sticky bubbles towards the spire.
The spore coating was broken, and countless mucus-wrapped meridians spread rapidly around the satellite antenna and microwave communication equipment.
Hodgson knew that thing, and was more impressed than anyone else, it was this damn thing that paralyzed his treasure, his fixed-point railgun, how could the forward position be lost without it? How could the base be lost!
But what kind of drama is he singing now? Blocked communications? The return order has already been issued, is it too late to seal it now? Hindsight, it's a fart!
Hodgson finally found some psychological comfort, it turned out that the kid was also a chicken......
However, if he saw Francis's old face that was uglier than his dead father at this time, he didn't know how he would feel.
30 meters below the base, in a mysterious hall, the UPLOAD progress bar of the PDA in the operator's palm stopped at 72%, and the eye-catching "WARNING" pattern was like a clean and slippery mixed-race NIU, which attracted the attention of everyone present.
"Damn, what happened, why did it stop?" Francis is like a male ape who climbs over the wall and accidentally scrapes his buttocks, and his voice is shrill and obedient.
"Colonel, the tower has been sealed, the communication equipment is malfunctioning, and our connection to the satellite has been forcibly disconnected." A young officer said with a gloomy face after making contact with the command room.
"Huo Qing is doing something again!" Francis roared.
"Look, Colonel, shall we go up and help?" Simmons Evelyn, the guard platoon commander standing behind him, whispered.
"Is it useful for you to go up?" Francis gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart, and said to the helpless scientific researchers opposite: "What are you doing in a daze? If the upload fails, copy it manually. β
After speaking, he turned his head to Simmons and said, "Simmons, you take a few people to guard the passage, remember, you must not let anyone in." β
"Yes." Simmons didn't say much, turned around and walked out with a few of his men. As Francis's personal retinue, his loyalty can be revealed.
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Hodgson was steadfast in his policy of delay, and he was convinced that the reinforcements would arrive in time, which was also a good quality that a nobleman must have, believing in the Empire and believing in his companions.
However, it is obvious that Tang Fang has run out of patience, and his target is the general control center and Francis, and he has no interest in Hodgson's quality, just like the glamorous gossip about the boss and secretary in his previous life.
Nine machine gunners and 11 raiders had been released by him, and they had launched a surprise attack with no grace.
A grenade grazed the corner of Hodgson's shoulder, slamming into the titanium wall of the headquarters building, exploding in a violent flash.
He was panting for air with his back to the cover, and if it hadn't been for the gunner next to him, the grenade would have exploded in his chest.
Why? Why, exactly? It was a three-person group just now, and all of a sudden it became a team of more than 20 people, where did those horrible guys come from?
The whistling bullets around him proved that this was not an illusion, and a dented titanium alloy wall was blown out on the opposite side: "His Majesty the Emperor is on top, and the "Celtic" holy sword is on top, why is this? β
No one could explain his confusion, and the only thing that woke him up was a bead of blood splattered on his arm.
Hodgson turned his head mechanically, and the gunner was already on his back, the lens on the front of his helmet shattered, and a metal nail blinded him in the left eye, then pierced into the skull, and blood gushed out like a spring of thin ground.
Hodgson only felt a chill in his body, he used to command operations in the command room, and the scene of the battlefield was more like a tense and exciting blockbuster movie, as for the casualties, for him, it was just a number.
At this moment, for the first time, Hodgson abandoned the aristocratic calmness and replaced it with the fear that ordinary people should have. Because death is so close that it's so palpable.
The exchange of fire continued, grenade flames flickering in all directions, and the vibration of the bunker pounding against the skin of the power armor.
There was a muffled grunt of a man, a woman's screams, and a muffled sound of bullets piercing through the armor and piercing through the body......
Death is like an old wine, fermenting and brewing......
Hodgson took a deep breath, tightened the M-505 Sabre automatic rifle in his hand, mustered up the little courage he had left, and was about to turn back and fight back, when suddenly, the shadow on the right side of the bunker flashed, and when he subconsciously turned his head to look, an ugly and terrifying six-legged reptile appeared in the field of vision.
Remember that this monster sprays acid, and even missile launchers forged from metal-ceramic composites can melt.
"Run? Or fight back? β
There was a dark green as the thought flashed.
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The battle was soon over, and indeed the garrison, which consisted of civilian officers, was meagrely weak and did not lose a single soldier, and Hodgson and a dozen of his men were all reduced to a pile of cold corpses.
On the field of life and death, there is no distinction between men and women, and the female officers who are plain and hold their heads high and have a sassy demeanor are just lifeless flesh on the battlefield at this moment. Of course, maybe she has a delicate little face, and the mortuary will take extra care of it.
The door of the headquarters building is tightly closed, as if she has encountered incivility, and she is a beautiful woman who clenches her teeth, and it is difficult to make her obedient!
Tang Fang swept the "Celtic" holy sword symbol on the door and said lightly: "Smash it." β
Five spine needle reptile iron anchor-like sharp piers pierced through the air, like a barbarian who did not know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, poked five large holes in the gate that was more than two meters wide and comparable to the armor of a battleship.
Cockroaches poured up in the back, large strands of strong acid saliva spewed out, and the titanium gate was like snow under the warm sun, softening and melting, turning into a pile of residue.
"Hehe, since the girl has spread her legs, boys, what are you waiting for?" Hausen's gruff shouts echoed through the communicator. He'd been waiting for a moment, since the 3789th Division had betrayed them, waiting for the K-12 quadruple grenade launcher to be put against Francis's old thing's asshole and bloom in the anus.
The long tail sound was like a wild wolf's dry howl, and as Haosen's body swayed left and right disappeared into the corridor, Tang Fang nodded at Aros and followed into the door.
The scattered air currents whipped up gusts of wind, the oxygen concentration continued to drop, and the alarm of the corridor's environmental monitoring device sounded, and the red light flashed one after another.
"Quick, close the safety gates and activate the modular emergency plan." Although his heart was filled with a sense of desolation and powerlessness, Huo Qing still made the last effort, which was quite similar to Tang Fang, and he would never give up lightly until the final moment. This may be the most valuable bloodline treasure left by the ancestors of Yan and Huang to the descendants of China.
"Click, click, click......" Heavy gates fell, dividing the entire base into countless large and small blocks.
For this scene, the three of Tang Fang were indifferent, originally the base was built by engineering ships and special types of command vehicles as the foundation, and it was understandable that it could have such a function.
The wind slowed down, the oxygen concentration gradually returned to normal, and Haosen, who had already turned the corner, suddenly killed back: "Hey, Tang Fang, where should I go?" β
"Poof." Tang Fang almost burst out laughing, it turned out that this daredevils didn't know the way. At first, I saw that he was happier than anyone else, and he made trouble for a long time, and he was a road blind.
"Don't laugh, come on, go slowly, what if that old thing Francis runs away? You don't want revenge anymore? β
If you think about it, Hausen's concerns are not completely unreasonable, what kind of person Francis is, he doesn't understand, what if he is really a coward, fleeing from the battle, and running away by shuttle? You must know that king insects and euglena insects cannot fight in the air and have no interception capabilities.
"Wait a minute." Tang Fang got in touch with the eyeworms above the base, and through the guΓ² infrared sensing ability, constructed a map of the distribution of the base, and then found the central command room located in the rear of the building complex by the personnel distribution process.
"Found it, come with me." Greeting the two of them, he turned to the left, walked straight to a carbon steel alloy gate, summoned the fanatic, cut melons and chop vegetables, easily opened a side door, and advanced north along the connecting passage.
As the floodgates were broken one after another, fear spread like a plague in the base, and the first to bear it were the mechanics of the engineering department, who were not officers, not front-line soldiers who had been baptized by artillery.
Escape, there is still a glimmer of life, if you don't escape, you will die under the hands of those terrifying aliens. Counting on reinforcements? God, don't be stupid, there are Sulu Imperial troops chasing after their butts, and they are still too busy to take care of themselves, where can they spare their hands to protect these low-level soldiers.
Utility room, under the vehicle, exhaust pipe...... The places that could fit the people became their refuge.
The people in the command room were also panicked, because the grim reaper, who had raised his scythe, was breaking through the steel gates without pause, and was walking straight towards the command room.
In the past, the main connecting passage, which was flowing back and forth, was terrifyingly quiet, only the muffled sound of the three Tang Fang's footsteps on the ground, and the light hissing of the insects behind them.
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At the same time, Na'vi's outer space is undergoing an intensifying fleet encounter.
Some small and medium-sized frigates roamed in front, and behind were larger cruisers, formed like twisted and flipped twists, doing all kinds of seemingly random, but secretly coherent evasive moves.
The flames of automatic cannons pierce the void, and torpedoes and missiles fly in the sky, charged projectiles from electromagnetic railguns, and rainbow lights from pulsed laser cannons......
It was like coming to a bizarre world, with no sound, no roar, only continuous explosions and fires, and, of course, garbage floating in the void, distorted faces, broken corpses.
Blood flies farther and farther along with toothbrushes, coffee cups and other daily necessities, including condoms, sanitary napkins, and cheap pregnancy tests.
In the rear of the Thunder Fleet camp, in the bridge command room of the flagship "Zeus" aircraft carrier, Imperial Vice Admiral Austin Scott is furious.
"What did you say, Liaison Officer? Communication with the ground is broken? What the hell is going on? β
The young Heloise trembled slightly, and said in a voice that was almost sobbing: "Lieutenant General, there is a ...... Someone paralyzed the communication tower of the 3789th Division, which not only caused the communication to be interrupted, but also forced to suspend the reception of several divisions. β
Austin Scott's eyebrows skimmed into the Chinese character "eight": "So, the 3789th Division base has fallen?" β
Heloise shook her head, her slender fingers swiped over the electronic keyboard, and the blue light flashed on the side monitor, and there was a scene captured by the surveillance satellite, an ugly monster with a body length of nearly 40 meters floating over the base, and the communication tower in the southwest corner was covered with a thick layer of chilling gray-brown slime.
"What the hell is this?" Austin's gaze became extremely cold: "Helois, what the hell is going on at the base of the 3789th Division." β
"Lieutenant General, this is the image that just came from the satellite."
The screen on the monitor changed, and in the camera, a man wearing the power armor of the "Guardian Knight" with a group of ugly-looking aliens and a mysterious unit attacked the defensive position of the 3789th Division like a broken bamboo.
"This ...... Who is this man? The corners of Austin's mouth twitched slightly, and there was shock, puzzlement, and confusion in his eyes. The man in the picture is obviously wearing the Empire's standard power armor, but why is he attacking himself? What's the deal with those powerful aliens, and the Golden Samurai? Where the hell did they come from?
"I don't know." Heloise shook her head slightly: "The sensing element has been destroyed, making it difficult to read the armor number, and his name was not mentioned in the earlier contact from the base. β
"Something so big, why didn't you report it to me earlier!" Austin roared, the green veins on his forehead protruding, and he was on the verge of going berserk. The logistics base was breached, and the transmission was interrupted, and he didn't even know about such a big thing. What is this battle for? It's not for Ipsilon Technology! If the mission fails, who will be responsible? Who can bear it?
"Vice Admiral, you are just discussing with the staff officers the operational plan of transferring a few cruisers to attack the second battlefield at the equator and break up the enemy's interception momentum. Be...... You ordered no one to be disturbed. "Heloise was very aggrieved in her heart, but she didn't show any emotion on the surface. Because whether it is a man or a woman, young or old, once on the battlefield, you must force yourself to become mature and capable, which is the discipline of the army, and it is also an important life-saving skill.
"Whew......" Austin exhaled a mouthful of turbid air between his lungs: "How long has the base fallen?" β
He didn't apologize, he didn't have the heart to apologize, and he didn't need to apologize, because he was a lieutenant general in the empire, and she was just a small lieutenant.
"Hmm...... Less than 10 minutes. Heloise replied with a glance back at the Count JΓΉ Transmission Record.
"It's only been 10 minutes?" Austin was stunned: "What about the progress of the upload?" How much? β
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Frowning and pondering for a moment, he suddenly gritted his teeth: "Herald, pass my order, the previous plan is invalidated, order the Tiger Shark Wing to change directions, target the base of the 3789th Division, no matter what method I use, even if I raze the entire base, I must ensure that the Ipsi Dragon Ruins are in our hands." β
"Yes." The herald answered.
Austin slowly walked over to the couch and sat down, gently rubbing the armrests, which were already a little whitish. Those who know him well know that this is a signature action that only occurs when he is anxious.
The second and third battlefields are getting bigger and bigger, and the number of troops invested is also snowballing, accumulating more and more. In space, although the two sides still maintained a certain degree of restraint, the battleship and aircraft carrier-class combat units were not put into the battlefield.
However, the exploratory firefights initiated by cruisers and destroyers have not stopped, and in addition, in the near and far orbits of the second equatorial battlefield, the small warships of the frigate class of the two sides are also engaged in a tug-of-war, vying for control of the strategic airdrop point.
The scorching continues, and the losses are slowly expanding. At some point, the battle will spread to the entire fleet, and battleships and aircraft carriers will not be spared.
With the strength of the fleets of both sides, it is destined to be a lose-lose result. Austin took a deep breath and looked through the porthole to land on the gray-brown planet, and only by obtaining those scientific research numbers could he be invincible.
He is also very concerned about the identity of that man, the living warship that is more than thirty meters long, and the mysterious force, where did they come from? And why do you listen to him?
The Saint Violet Fleet and the Thunder Fleet are across the void, within a radius of 100,000 miles, not to mention the warships, even a meteorite flying by, it can't hide the ship-based large radar monitoring network.
Where did they come from to invade the ground battlefield? Why did that man attack the base, and what was he trying to do?
Austin pondered for a long time, and a little inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be that this man was a high-ranking officer of the 3789 Division, knowing that there were Ipsisaurus ruins under the base, and the decipherment work had entered the final stage, as long as he intercepted those numbers, he could get the results of this operation of the Thunder Fleet.
This is clearly the competition between the snipe and the clam and the profit!
In this way, this man should have been a spy planted by some force in the army, but ...... Who is it? It certainly won't be the Sulu Empire.
Charles Federal? Date Republic? Turachs United Kingdom? Or the Sauron Empire? (5000 words big chapter, no more at night)
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