Third: A Night of Steel and Fire (Part 3)

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"How can these aliens have spacesuits!" Nicholas shouted loudly to Jim over the intercom.

"How do I know!" Jim also replied loudly over the walkie-talkie.

Dozens of minutes ago, Jim used the modified "Night Owl" fighter on-board communicator to contact the "Stalingrad", although Jim did not know that he was contacting the "Stalingrad", but the "Stalingrad" side responded. A few minutes later, Nicholas woke up from the vertigo. It was a happy scene, and Jim and Nicholas were basically safe as long as they waited for help to arrive and brought them back to the fleet's warships. But all this is based on the premise that these aliens do not have the equipment to fight in a vacuum, but this time, it is clear that Jim's plan is about to fall through again, and one by one the aliens in beige spacesuits rush out of the tunnel when Jim and Nicholas pour oxygen into the oxygen cylinder, not to mention that it is like Jim and Nicholas opening fire, so that the two have to stop the halfway work to defend. originally thought that such an attack would be repulsed in a few moments, but what the two of them never expected was that the other party would have a single weapon similar to a bazooka, and the two of them suffered a lot of losses in an instant, first the on-board communicator that was pulled out of the cockpit for communication was destroyed, and then a metal box with small parts was shattered by a shot, and the screws contained inside even cut Jim's spacesuit, but the jelly-like self-plastic substance inside the spacesuit quickly filled into the breach. It then solidifies to form a protective layer. This is the same as Jim tinkering with Nicholas's spacesuit with a foam bomb, but the self-plastic substance doesn't explode.

"They have bazookas, what do we have?" Nicholas asked aloud over the intercom.

"Nothing seems to be there!" Jim replied immediately.

"Then run, what are you still here to stalemate!" Nicholas suggested.

"But in a moment the rescue will come!" Jim insisted.

Nicholas gritted his teeth: "Then fight!" With that, he turned around and stood up from behind the cover, pulling the trigger without aiming, and plasma energy bullets erupted from the muzzle of the plasma rifle, instantly breaking a short alien's spacesuit. It seems that the alien's spacesuit has no self-healing effect, and a small opening was immediately torn into a half-meter-long opening by the oxygen used to maintain air pressure in the spacesuit, and the oxygen inside the spacesuit was emitted almost instantly because of the difference in air pressure, and the diminutive alien stopped moving after a few painful struggles in the vacuum.

"Kill one!" Nicholas yells at Jim over the walkie-talkie while turning his gun to the next alien.

"Stay safe." Jim responded, rising from behind the metal box that had been used as cover and firing back.

It may be that wearing a spacesuit is not able to activate the energy shield, and those tall aliens who were able to use the energy shield before were also killed in space by the blow of the plasma rifle. The rifles in both hands opened fire at the same time, and soon a barrage was formed, and the aliens who did not have time to dodge were immediately knocked down, and the sporadic counterattacks did not pose a threat to the two hiding behind cover. But such a surprise attack only resulted in smaller warplanes, and the bodies of six aliens were lying in the hangar. The other aliens took advantage of the short time when the six aliens were knocked down, each found cover, hid, and began to counterattack Jim and Nicholas, and for a time the occupation actually entered a stalemate stage, and at this time the aliens showed a clear advantage in numbers.

No matter how rigorously trained Jim and Nicholas are able to defeat ten with one enemy, they are only the pilots of the "Night Owl" fighters, and their real gunfight killing skills are still inferior to those motorized infantry of space combat forces, who can be described as full-time killers on land and space. It was for this reason that the little advantage they had just gained was immediately suppressed, and Jim and Nicholas had to reluctantly lean back behind the cover and shake their hot and aching hands. The liquefied autoplastic substance immediately solidified and turned into jelly-like at low temperatures, which brought a hint of coldness, and the hands of the two of them felt a little better.

"Do we have any weapons that work better?" Nicholas asked Jim over the intercom as he shook his hand, which had just recovered his strength.

"There should be none, but if you have to say that there is, there are two 'Viper' individual anti-aircraft missiles in the drop bay under the wing of the fighter. Don't know if you can use it? Jim said thoughtfully.

"Yes, surely!" Nicholas exclaimed excitedly, "Something is better than nothing." ”

"Okay, I'll cover you. The drop hatch is right where the wings connect to the fuselage, not far from you. Once there, you still have landing gear cover. Jim picked up his plasma rifle again and nodded to Nicholas.

"No problem, then please cover me!" Nicholas gritted his teeth, turned and made a tumbling motion in the direction of the Night Stalker, then immediately got down on one knee and picked up his rifle, pulling the trigger on an alien who poked his head out to shoot at him, and the dense plasma energy projectile suppressed the alien back behind the bunker, not daring to reappear again.

"What are you doing?" Nicholas asked Dissatisfied Jim.

"I'm trying, cover you. You hurry up. Jim's voice was choppy.

"Got it." Nicholas glanced around, confirmed that there was nothing abnormal, and quickly got up and ran towards the Night Stalker.

"I'm almost there. You take a break. Nicholas gasped slightly, even if the previous one had healed, and it was not too painful after the scab, but the slight excessive blood loss did Nicholas was a little powerless when accelerating over a short distance, and his brain was slightly swollen. However, Nicholas only rested for a few seconds, and immediately got up and began to open the drop hatch from the outside of the plane.

In fact, there are not too many steps in this work, only need to pull out the opening handle to open the airdrop hatch from the outside of the fuselage, but it is clear that none of the two people have gone smoothly after entering the "Infinite Wisdom".

"Jim, the handle is stuck." Nicholas anxiously shouted Jim in the walkie-talkie squadron.

"Try cutting open the air pressure fixing tube and draining the air pressure inside." Jim replied.

"What did you ask me to cut a pipe made of stainless steel!" Nicholas shouted.

"Figure it out for yourself." Jim just dropped the answer and said no more.

"Damn it!" Nicholas cursed, and knocked the door of the drop pod with the butt of the rifle in his hand, and after a violent shock, the drop pod did not respond at all.

"Whew." Nicholas let out a sigh of relief and sat down next to the landing gear. The alien forces begin to move forward again, and neither Jim nor Nicholas reacts.

"Retreat first. Staying here is not the way to go. Jim whispered over the intercom.

"I said I was going to retreat a long time ago."

"The other half has oxygen in the hatch, and where do we go, maybe we can find something interesting." Jim got down on one knee facing the cover metal box, trying not to show his head.

"I agree." Nicholas replied, "I'll count three-two-one, and I'll start running." ”

"Understood." Jim turns to the hatch and makes a pre-start move.

"Three." Nicholas placed the plasma rifle beside him.

"Two." Nicholas arched his back.

"One, ・・・・・・" and "run" did not say anything.

A strong vibration shook Nicholas's feet for a while, the "Night Owl" fighter on his head was annihilated in a white light, waiting for the strong light to disappear, orange-yellow tongues of fire spat out from the fighter's reactor, the whole body of the fighter was trembling, on the verge of collapse, the door of the drop cabin next to Nicholas was shaken open, but the "Viper" individual air defense missile inside did not fall off.

The strong vibration made Nicholas's brain dazed for a while, and a strong buzzing sound was heard in his ears, because when the explosion Nicholas leaned on the landing gear of the "Night Owl" fighter and assumed a starting position, even if the vacuum could not transmit sound, the fuselage of the "Night Owl" fighter also transmitted a strong shock to Nicholas's body. The body seemed to fall apart, the bones all over the body were in pain, and the wound that had just been scabbed over for a short time was almost cracked open by the shock, but fortunately, the spacesuit sealed by the C7 foam bomb was not broken.

There was a phantom in front of him, as if everything had been delayed in Nicholas's eyes, dangling. Nicholas's steps were vague, but he still stood firmly, glanced at the open airdrop hatch, and immediately swayed forward to take off the "Viper" individual anti-aircraft missile inside. But before he could carry the missile's canister on his shoulder, he was vigorously pushed aside, and the individual missile in his hand also rolled on the ground twice before it stopped moving.

"You don't want to die!" Jim yelled at Nicholas. The "Night Owl" fighter behind him was wrapped in flames, and an explosion occurred not long after, and the eyes of Jim and Nicholas who were temporarily blinded by the strong white light formed the same effect as a flash shock bomb, and at the same time, the fragments of the fighter plane that were rapidly pushed out by the blast wind flew over the heads of the two, pressing the two of them to dare not raise their heads. Fortunately, no splinters hit the bodies of the two. After the debris flew by, Nicholas almost recovered from his vertigo, and the sharp pain of the wound splitting followed, but he still endured the pain and got up from the ground, trying to get the individual missile that had rolled to the side, but someone had already taken a step ahead of him.

Jim grabbed the individual missile, expertly opened the safe, took aim, and pulled the trigger. The electric shock launcher in the canister immediately responded to Jim's operation, and the 122-centimeter-long individual anti-aircraft missile flew towards the alien with a white tail flame. Although it is an anti-aircraft missile, this missile uses laser guidance, in other words, it can not only attack air defense, but also attack ground targets. But at this time, the laser guidance lost its effect, and the smoke from the explosion of the "Night Owl" fighter was separated between Jim, Nicholas and the aliens, and now no one can see anyone, and even if the laser can penetrate the smoke screen, it will not be able to accurately hit the target. After all, no matter how advanced weapons and equipment are, they also need people to operate them, and even more so in this case.

But the blow did not miss, and the orange-yellow fire loomed in the smoke screen.

"Let's go." Jim tossed aside the single-use missile canister and pulled up Nicholas, who was sitting on the ground.

"It hurts." Nicholas frowned, his left arm clutching his abdomen.

"Bear with me." Jim gritted his teeth, slung Nicholas' right arm over his shoulder, and slowly moved Nicholas to the hatch on the other side of the hangar.

"Get out of the way, I'm going to open the door." Jim lowered Nicholas to the ground and pressed the button to open the door.

The airtight hatch slowly opened, gradually becoming faster, and a large amount of oxygen in the passage passed through the gap, forming a white air stream. However, there was not as much oxygen in the tunnel as there was in the hangar, and this time the oxygen leak did not last as long as the last one, and after a short time, the tunnel fell into a vacuum.

"Let's go." Jim grabbed Nicholas from the side, grabbed Nylas, and put him on his shoulder into the passage.

The smoke screen behind it began to dissipate, and although the wreckage of the Night Owl fighter was still bubbling, it could no longer form a smoke screen like before, so that the two sides could not see each other. And as soon as this situation appeared, the aliens immediately attacked, I don't know if it was because of the anger of the missiles launched by Jim and the two, or because of the excessive casualties, or both, the attack began with a barrage composed of a large blue-purple and green plasma energy bomb, but fortunately, the first thing Jim did after helping Nicholas into the passage was to press the switch to close the hatch, and now the hatch has long been closed, The energy bomb only left a large scorch and liquefaction mark on the silver-purple metal hatch, but it did not penetrate the hatch.

"Whew~" Jim let out a sigh and leaned against the wall next to the passage, "It's safe for now." You're alright, Nicholas. ”

"It's okay, I thought the wound was broken again." Nicholas rubbed his stomach, "It's just that it was shocked into the wound." ”

Jim nodded, "It's okay to go." ”

"I want to rest a little longer."

"No, those aliens are not stupid, they will definitely chase after them." As he spoke, Jim picked up the plasma rifle beside him and stood up, aimed at the door open button, and pulled the trigger. A series of plasma energy bombs directly vaporized the button and a small part of it around it, "This should be able to block them for a while." Alright, don't be coquettish, let's go. ”

Jim pulled Nicholas, who wanted to get up, even if the wound was fine, but the pain before was not fake, and Nicholas, who was so violently together, was immediately in a cold sweat, but Nicholas gritted his teeth and persevered. One of the men's plasma rifles had been lost in their previous retreat, and the only one that remained was now in Jim's hands, after which Nicholas pulled out the nine-millimeter Magnum pistol strapped to his leg.

This pistol uses a nine-millimeter ordinary pistol round, and a nine-millimeter lead-core kinetic energy bullet can also be used if necessary, but this will undoubtedly increase the recoil when firing. This pistol is the standard pistol in the fleet, and almost everyone will have one for self-defense. At this time, the "Magnon" pistol undoubtedly became Nicholas's best choice at the moment.

"What's the use of that?" Jim held his rifle and rested the butt over his shoulder as he walked slowly. But when he looked at Nicholas, who was holding a "Magnon" pistol and posing Weaver as he walked forward, he couldn't help but ask.

"It's better than nothing." Nicholas didn't turn his head to look at Jim, still staring at the crosshair, "Looks like we're looking to see if there's any equipment like a weapon case." ”

"There should be. But can these aliens imagine that one day their warships will be invaded? ”

"Now that they're here, they're going to have to be prepared for that." Nicholas glanced at Jim and said slowly.