Zoroaster system

Anahi's timeless appearance of the Stargate continues to show its furious and raging side, and at the center of its vast and astonishing plane is filled with terrifying particle storm fluids.

The flickering magnetic storm thunder and lightning seemed to set off the huge fangs in its shadow. Like a beast in a bound ancient nightmare, she is trying to break free from her protracted bondage, ready to tear everything apart.

The stargate itself does have the power to destroy the world as it appears on the surface, and any spaceship that deviates from the plane's course will be reduced to dust in this irresistible force as long as it strays into it, becoming a touch of nothingness in the price of its fury punishment.

In a corner of the edge of the Zoroastrian galaxy, black as ink, less than a light hour away from this terrifying stargate, two red and black Kezmia frigates were slowly loaming. The hundreds of outstanding Kezmians on it were standing in the first few shifts of the newly formed independent kingdom.

In front of the various rotating operating stations of the frigate, these soldiers of the Republic were busy, they were skillfully carrying out the daily operations of their respective posts, and they did not know that the shadow of death was slowly approaching them.

The stars glowed faintly, and without warning, the two Shennong-class ships that had just been incorporated into the Protector Army fleet were suddenly attacked, and before the crew of the ship even understood what was happening, they were hit by the powerful weapons respectively.

The hull shields of the two ships were broken almost instantly, and then a violent explosion occurred from the inside, and for a moment, the shattered hull fell apart, and red and black flames filled the void.

The sight didn't last long, and a few seconds later, a powerful gravitational pull engulfed the flames and wreckage, spinning and pouring them into the abyss of two fist-sized antimatter black holes like oil paint poured at the end of the sink.

Between breaths, the sucking beast released by the antimatter bomb gradually closed its huge mouth, and it quickly closed towards the center of the black hole, leaving behind a throbbing electromagnetic ray.

Soon after, silence returned to the airspace, and the few fragments left behind by the two ships that had belonged to the satellite gate only a few minutes ago floated and rolled slowly in the void, illuminated by the distant red star Ahriman, to prove that this nightmarish surprise had indeed occurred.

Hundreds of lives, along with the two ships that carried them, had been forcibly wiped away from the starry slab, their past as untraceable as these floating fragments, and death would not know where the attack that took their lives came from.

After a while, Anahi looked in the direction of the Star Gate, and the originally unremarkable space began to become distorted, and a hull glowing blue faintly revealed its strange-shaped shell from the black curtain, it was silent, not moving, as if it had been here for a long time, but just now the Kezmian frigate can be called a sophisticated intelligent detection system, but it did not notice its existence at all.

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One of the ship's cabins near the bow of the ship, William. Kramer sat quietly, as silent as a rock, his head hanging down, but his body straight. His face was as thin as a scabbard, his chin was cleanly shaved, and the sides of his bronzed face oozed faint black pores.

He had a Remington IV tactical sniper rifle with a sniper sight on his lap, and his hands were resting on the firearm, calm and quiet.

Kramer had been on this team for less than a hundred days, and as the only human on the team of thirteen, he was clearly marginalized.

In this private mercenary force with countless powerful fighting races, his value is simply less effective than a Shingle fission plasma grenade, according to the deputy captain Ou Jifeng, a native of the Blue Mountains, and it is no more friendly than a fully loaded Scarlett Shaped Particle Beam Rifle of any model.

In fact, William. Kramer is not simple, he is greatly famous among the front-line combat units of mankind. He served in the Silver Alliance Marine Corps, part of the 502nd Mobile Regiment of the First Fleet.

In the past ten years, from the colonial rebellion as big as Valkyria, to the fierce battles between the Itong Galaxy and the boat people's extremist organization 'The Skeleton Gang', Kramer miraculously survived from the rain of bullets, and not a single hair was injured.

He has extremely rich combat experience, a strong style, and has killed countless enemies, and the various medals and medals of the Silver Alliance can be hung on his chest.

During his service, Kramer was deeply appreciated by the supreme commander of the regiment to which he belonged, and even under the latent mechanism of the strict officer "academy" of the Yinmeng military system, this talented corps general still overcame all difficulties, used his connections, and made an exception for him as an ordinary soldier, skipping the outdated bachelor's qualification verification, and directly entering the best 'Kunlun' military academy of the Yinmeng for further study.

He has been an outstanding student for three consecutive years, the first in the grade of the military theory test, and the first in the school in the tactical simulation test. With his superior intelligence and natural military talent, Kramer lived up to the high expectations placed on him by his commanders, as he did in the battlefield, and achieved a string of impressive results in the all-silver league's premier military academy.

Because his academic performance was so good, even the commander of the corps, who had always believed that he was not a thing in the pool, was surprised by this. Kramer became his capital to show off.

After graduating from Kunlun, Kramer naturally entered the management of the 502nd Corps, from an ordinary private to the captain of the Silver Alliance Fleet, the ace company of the Command Corps.

He has been through a lot and intends to dedicate his youth entirely to the army.

After that, he started a family step by step, had a beautiful wife and a well-behaved baby daughter, his career was thriving, his family was happy, and everything seemed to be developing in a good direction for him who had no career ambitions.

"Hey, King of Soldiers." A gruff voice in the crappy lingua franca of the Silver Alliance exploded in Kramer's ears. "We're at war, but you're doing nothing, and I'm afraid you'll have to have a share of your salary."

Listening to his words, the former captain of the Silver League still chose to sit still, he slowly raised his head and looked at the guy who was sitting in front of the tactical computer and making nonsense, but the other party didn't look at him at all, and seemed to just shout into the air.