Zhang Xiaowang felt that the universe in front of him seemed to have undergone some changes, but he didn't know why. His attention www.biquge.info to this strange change was quickly dispelled by something else, and in four hours, the striker battle was over.

Everyone thinks that even the forward battle will take at least two to three days, which is fifteen million outliers after all. The previous battle plan was based on thirty days of continuous fighting, and this was still based on the judgment of the second-order weapon that had not been revealed.

When the battlefield becomes infinite, and the strategic depth no longer exists, the two sides can completely unfold their forces, and then collide with each other vigorously, and whoever is hard will win.

If one side tries to shrink its defenses, the defending side will inevitably be attacked by a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree attack......

In four hours, 13.6 million enemies were annihilated and 1.3 million were scattered.

7,000 self-damaged unmanned fighters and 15,000 intelligent mechas; There were 3,700 interstellar fighters, and all the pilots were killed, including 2,800 Combine pilots, 620 Rebel pilots, and 280 Casa pilots. There are 4,000 manned mechas, all of which are combined mecha divisions.

Fifteen hundred Guardians of Order are consumed, and countless other ammunition is consumed.

Although he was victorious, no one was happy, this was an unprecedented sacrifice, since the day Zhang Xiaowang set foot in the universe, no matter how difficult the mission, the number of casualties has never exceeded double digits...... And this time, just one outlier forward army suffered nearly 10,000 casualties.

What's more, everyone knew that the heterogeneous second wave of the main army would arrive in two hours, and the calm in front of them was just the rhythm before the storm.

"Sir, at least we succeeded strategically, and our hole cards were not exposed." Wu Luolan looked at Zhang Xiaowang's eyes gloomy and terrifying, and couldn't help but open her mouth to comfort.

Zhang Xiaowang nodded, the second-order weapon is the real killing weapon, that is the reliance of this battle, and it must not be exposed before the arrival of the main force of the alien species, so as not to be targeted and prevented.

The reservist pilots and mecha divisions of the Consortium are constantly assembling in Amo, and although the ammunition consumed in this battle is huge, their own preparations are even greater!

Isn't it just fighting for the bottom of the family, come on!

The Starcastle fleet retreated a thousand kilometers, leaving the wreckage area of the battlefield just now, which had become a no-fly zone, and it was foreseeable that over time, most of those wreckage would be captured by the gravity of the planet Amo 3, and then fly over Amo 3 as a ring tomb.

The cosmic storm in the distance rose again, and the chaotic ripples flowed wildly, as if a huge hole had been pierced in the distant space.

"Ready for battle!" The Herald of Starcastle's voice rang out high.

As the crazy spatial turbulence gradually stopped, a full moon that seemed to be a dark purple appeared in shape......

"The number of enemies is expected to exceed two hundred million! Request to execute the Bright Sword Project! ”

"Allow, Project Bright Sword starts!"

"Defender of Order, one shot in 2 seconds, ten rounds fired non-stop!"

"The launch has been executed!"

"Time anchor, space stabilizer, one shot in 2 seconds, ten rounds jointly launched!"

"The launch has been executed!"

The dark purple alien full moon was enveloped in the mercury light that represented the high pressure of the order, and the first mercury light had just illuminated the space, and the blue watery streamer and bronze-colored annular ripples had already stirred up.

The brilliance of mercury is like a sword slashed by a god in space, and it is swift and swift!

The blue water-like streamer gathers the wonder of a space lake, soft and dense.

The bronze-colored circular ripples are like huge ripples on the surface of the space lake, spreading outward in circles.

In an instant, it seemed that there was no longer a battlefield in front of me, but a beautiful nebula was slowly being born......

But the scythe of death fell swiftly!

"Death withers! Fifty rounds, ring lock, fire! ”

Second-Order Weapon, Destruction Direction: Death Wither - Creates a spherical dark matter repulsion region with a diameter of 20 kilometers, destroying all positive matter, including life, in the area. The area will enter a period of debilitation after thirty days, and disappear completely after ninety days.

Exchange price: 500,000 merit points each.

"Protoplasm Space Cannon! Perimeter locked, salvo suppressed! ”

Second-order weapons, destroying to: Primordial Space Cannon - fires a beam of primordial energy with a diameter of 100 meters and a length of 20,000 kilometers, and the target will be hit into a state of annihilation, and each energy magazine can last for one minute.

Exchange price: 300,000 merit points per plane, 10,000 merit points per magazine.

Fifty Dead Deaths withered faster than the light, and beyond the knowledge. The speed is already weird, like you interrupt to draw a line on a blank piece of paper, but the moment you put down the pen, the line has already jumped up on the white paper!

The dark purple full moon originally revealed a bewitching beauty under the reflection of silver, water and bronze, but the arrival of death and withering instantly destroyed this apocalyptic beauty.

Fifty black dots flickered and danced purple sparks magnified in an instant, and those purple beating sparks were like termites devouring everything in space, and even light and darkness could not escape the fate of destruction.

The dark purple full moon was like meeting a tengu that swallowed the moon, and in an instant it disappeared without a trace in the beautiful nebula, falling into the dark matter counter-devouring area composed of fifty dead and withering.

The death withering of the salvo formed a massive spherical area in which even the Divine Monarch could not survive in this area consumed by antimatter.

Countless aliens struggled to react instinctively before being completely devoured, and many even jumped out of the withered realm with only half of their bodies in tow......

But the ensuing huge beams of light cut off their last path of life, and countless huge orange beams fell like prisons in the Realm of Death, sealing all directions.

"Space Force! Go and welcome your glory! The whole army is on duty! ”

How many remnants of the aliens remain? Ten million? Million?

The answer is no longer important, the hole cards are out, and the poor must be revealed!

All the ship-based units launched a charge in space!

After them, there is a steady stream of reserve troops on the land of Amo who have boarded ships through the shipboard space gate.

The six hundred and forty-eight floating star forts, like huge barracks in the middle of the universe, are running at full force in a frenzied manner, spewing out as if they are never ending with fighter planes and mechas.

As more and more material filled the originally dead space, the rumbling cannons began to erupt. Between the countless beams of light flying, between the countless bullet chains flying, everyone seems to hear the thunderous shouts of killing resounding through this universe.

A huge bright red flame charged at the front, that was Zhang Xiaowang's determination!

Order or chaos!

To live or to die!

No choice required!

Fight to the death, you have your own answer!