Chapter Twenty-Five: The Protoss Fleet
After Mo Ran and the others heard Major Ye Feng's shout, they immediately found a place and went up directly, holding their heads in their hands.
"Captain, our mission has failed." Seeing the hundreds of missiles on the monitor, a warrior standing behind the undead captain whispered, without any emotion in his voice, as if the success of this mission was not so important to them. The only thing they cared about was that they used two hot melt cannons for two small unmanned warships.
In the orbit of Pluto, the wreckage of two small unmanned warships floated. With the economic strength of the allies, even though they are two small warships, it is also a pain in the flesh of the allies. But thinking that he would have the technology of the Undead Hot Melt Cannon in the future, it seemed that all the exchange was so worthwhile.
The missile streaked across Pluto's atmosphere with a bright flame tail and then exploded in mid-air. It was a devastating bombardment of the surface around Pluto's Mod Valley.
Even though he was already lying on his stomach, Mo Ran still felt that he was swept away by the storm of explosions, as if he was about to be blown away at any time, and the earth shook violently, even cracking one after another tiny cracks.
On the intention of Admiral Hawke, about a tenth of the hundreds of missiles flew to the bottom of the Grind Valley. Because of the narrow space, the explosion at the bottom of the Mod Valley makes people shudder. The flames swirled above like giant fireworks, and then they were consumed by the cold on Pluto. The rocks flew and clanged on the training armor of Mo Ran and the others.
Mo Ran suddenly felt that if there was an end of the world, then the current situation might be the scene at that time. Above them, flames burned, and below them, the snow melted, then condensed again. There was a violent collapse in the valley, and countless rocks and broken ice fell to the valley floor. The first to notice this was the recruits who were close to the valley, and they noticed that the land around them was cracking and sliding in the direction of the Valley of Grind. There was a feeling that the heavens and the earth were cracking, and Mo Ran couldn't imagine what it would be like if he was in the center of the explosion.
Because of the arrangement of Captain Luo Xian and Admiral Hawke, the missile did not explode above them, but it was still enough for Major Ye Feng and these soldiers to tremble. The furious explosion soon ended, but the damaged surface could not be recovered. The collapsing Grind Valley, like the Institute, will become a historical term.
When the shaking in the Mode Valley stopped, Major Ye Feng had already fled to a relatively distant place with Mo Ran and their group of recruits. As for the surrounding undead, in such a turbulent situation, most of the undead did not have time to pay attention to them, and under the violent explosion, except for a few undead who were relatively close to their position, the others were all destroyed in the explosion like that.
Looking back, the Valley of Mod, which was supposed to be a valley and a mountain, has now collapsed into a large area.
"Well, there's nothing this time." Although Major Chekov was dissatisfied, at least at this time he and his teammates' lives were saved.
"Yes! It's over. Major Ye Feng whispered, even he himself had a feeling of trance, he had seen the attack of the hot melt cannon before, but he didn't know that they were saved because of the allies.
"Major Ye Feng, you are stuck there now, and in about ten minutes, reinforcements will come to pick you up." Major Ye Feng's helmet came Captain Luo Xian's reply.
"Yes. We'll stay nearby. Major Ye Feng replied immediately. Although tired, after the news was announced, all the recruits were re-energized. I've already survived so much time in front of me, so I naturally don't care about this time.
It was not the landing ships that came first, but the fighters inside the planet of the fleet. They patrolled around Major Ye Feng and the others, waving to the recruits below through the portholes.
It was only at this time that Major Ye Feng's face showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time. They can now be said to be safe. But thinking of the purpose of their visit this time, the alloy of the remains of the hot melt cannon has now been buried deep in the ground of Pluto. Major Ye Feng looked at the cheering soldiers around him, and suddenly sighed with emotion, what are they here for?
"Go home." After thinking about it for a long time, Major Ye Feng came up with such a word, they came here to go home.
It didn't take long for the landing ships of the fleet to arrive, along with several hospital ships. At the same time as the Jinghua, the landing ships were also sent by the fleet of the Allied Third Fleet. Their landing ship is flying to all parts of Pluto, and they are going to pick up the soldiers of the Third Brigade of the Allied Powers that were scattered everywhere before, and send soldiers to sweep Hades to prevent any missing undead.
"I am very grateful for your help this time." For the contribution of the Third Fleet of the allies, Captain Luo Xian is aware. Those were two unmanned warships, which were very valuable even in his previous fleet.
"No thanksgiving, we are also for the future of mankind." Admiral Hawke said this naturally. But everyone knows that this loss is inevitable. If Captain Loxon had the rights of Admiral Hawke, she would do the same. It is inevitable to exchange the minimum price for the final victory. What's more, the war of decades ago is still a pain in the hearts of many people.
After a few simple words, Captain Luo Xian closed the call. On her bridge, the view of the surrounding space came into view. "Did you inquire about the losses of Major Ye Feng's Fifth Brigade?" Captain Luo Xian asked, and in the picture in front of him, the huge fleet of the allies was still sending teams to Pluto, like a hive, constantly sending out worker bees. In the distance, the wreckage of two huge warships is slowly drifting towards Pluto, and it won't be long before these two battleships enter Pluto's atmosphere, and then be partially incinerated by the atmosphere.
Before Captain Luo Xian could wait for Adjutant Wang Zuo's reply, a slender figure wearing silver light armor appeared on the screen in front of him. Wears a half-faced helmet with dark blue eyes exposed.
"Hello, human. We have received from you that there are undead here, can you send us the location of the undead now? "This is a terrifying team of Protoss. In the center was a warship almost the size of Xudra, and around them were hundreds of warships, frigates, and transports. Luo Xian suddenly felt that his heartbeat was missing half a beat.
She wondered if what she was seeing was real. Because she still knows a little about the attitude of the Protoss towards humans, they don't care about the environment of humans at all. Ignore even a small request from a human. But the picture that is now appearing in front of mankind cannot but be convincing. The Protoss really sent out a team, although it was only a patrol.
"It seems to be to comfort the hearts of our allies!" Luo Xian secretly thought like this, after all, in the war between the Protoss and the undead, there are many places where the Protoss cooperates with other civilizations. If you don't save yourself every time, then there is no need for the alliance of the Protoss to exist.
"We've dealt a blow to the undead, but there's no guarantee that there will be any undead on the planet below us." After hesitating for a moment, Luo Xian simply explained the situation.
In fact, the person who met with Captain Luo Xian was only a small captain of this patrol, but in front of the huge fleet, Luo Xian and Admiral Hawke were also unable to confirm what position the Protoss warrior in front of them belonged to.
"We'll take care of the rest, it should just be a small undead patrol." The Protoss warrior hesitated for a moment and said. They all speak the spoken language of the Protoss. After all, the language of communication between the Protoss is very complicated, and it is not something that can be learned in a short time.
After the squad leader finished speaking, hundreds of small warships were immediately separated from the huge fleet of the Protoss. These are all unmanned warships, warships on a par with the Jinghua. And more unmanned warplanes flew out of these battleships and headed for Pluto.
Seeing the shocking scene in front of him, Luo Xian suddenly felt that the Protoss was so powerful. In front of them, human beings are really too weak. Fortunately, the other party doesn't have any thoughts about humans, and what kind of scene should the undead who are more powerful than the Protoss be? Luo Xian suddenly felt that his imagination was no longer enough for him to fully understand the strength of such a civilization.
When he couldn't imagine the other party's civilization, Luo Xian began to appreciate the beauty of the other party's starship, their starship had a graceful arc, and it looked more like a delicate work of art. Countless soft lights on the silver hull outline arcs. Countless small unmanned warplanes and maintenance robots fly around the starship, protecting and maintaining the vast artwork.
In comparison, the Third Fleet of the allies is like a small fleet detachment of the opposing side.
And at this moment, Mo Ran, who was in the landing craft, saw the huge Protoss fleet, and his heart was infinitely shocked. At the same time as him, lying on the window to watch, there were also Rogge and Killing Hall and others. They are like elementary school students who suddenly find something interesting outside the window after a long school day.
"It's powerful." Mo Ran and they naturally didn't know about the efforts of the allies, and when they saw the fleet of the Protoss at this time, they thought that the previous attack of the undead was because of the relationship between the Protoss. They can't even imagine that the allies paid the price of two unmanned warships for this.
"If I can lead such a fleet, I am not afraid of many undead coming." Fang Hui said enviously. Everyone has the idea that the Protoss is invincible, and with such a fleet and civilization, who can defeat them.
But things are never as simple as they think. And at this time, Mo Ran was like a frog at the bottom of the well, even if he jumped out of the well, it was just a bigger well in front of it, and there was a vast universe above the sky.