Chapter Ninety-Six: Who Are They Really?
"Nope! It's the devil! β
Sartre's frightened screams resounded throughout the horse pass.
Just now, the seven miraculous ships that shone with multicolored light silently cleaved the waves on the surface of the sea, and quickly headed in the direction of Revenge Harbor. A team of gunboats, which had fled in panic under the strafing and bombardment of the frenzied warplanes, met them with great dying.
Then, people saw that the first big ship began to spew out shining streamers from a long distance.
Then, a thunderous sound with a kind of scream also rolled from the sky.
When the monstrous waves and the column of water that covered the gunboat team finally fell, dozens of gunboats of the entire gunboat team had disappeared from the surface of the sea - the whole sea was clean, and there was not even gunboat slag left!
The hissing inhalation sound was already echoing in the crowd.
"God, how could they hit so far and so accurately? And how big are they? How many guns are loaded on a ship? How fierce are those cannons? β
A man was already talking in a flurry voice.
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"I finally know that they are at least the enemies of the Western Continents!"
One of the people suddenly shouted: "Look, everyone! Look at the top of the mast of the lead of their great ship. β
People suddenly looked there.
A string of fluttering colored flags, which were already getting closer and closer in people's sight, could already distinguish its elegant streamlined lines, and full of countless hideous cannon muzzles, suddenly appeared.
"Despicable Western Continentians, stop your ridiculous stubbornness, stand still, disarm you, and beg for our forgiveness! Or, accept your death! β
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"We ...... Surrender ......"
Triss looked bitterly at the already crooked Eisenhowerβjust now, despite all his best efforts to resist, a bomb had grazed the Eisenhower's side. Although it didn't hit accurately. But a tragic gap was opened on the starboard side of the Eisenhower.
The raging sea water suddenly poured into the hull of the Eisenhower, and the sailors tried hard to save the danger, but the Eisenhower barely sank......
With a long sigh, he ordered the captain to raise the white flag.
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"We surrender!"
Looking at the white flag raised by the USS Eisenhower, the white flag of Rulin suddenly rose faster or slower on the surviving ships of the Western Continent Kingdom, and they turned off the magic crystal engines one after another, and gradually floated on the sea like dead fish.
"We surrender!"
Countless Western Continent sailors cried out on the surface of the sea, throwing their swords and guns into the sea without mercy. They took off their uniforms one after another and stripped themselves into naked pigs to show their harmlessness. They scrambled to the only large group of ships above the sea that would not fall the fury of Purgatory.
There was even one that seemed to belong to the civilian or something. The sailors of the Western Continent, who could not swim, but were floating and sinking in the sea with a plank, seemed to have been blown up.
As a sign of sincerity, he stripped himself naked and shouted "I surrender" with his hands raised to the side of the ship.
And then...... Well, then the idiot sank and never floated again.
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Except for the occasional explosion, the occasional cry and moan, the sea finally calmed down.
The approaching Grand Fleet had already lowered countless small boats and began to rescue the overboard Western Army sailors who were approaching them.
The swarm of planes in the sky finally stopped their strafing and diving on the white flag. They flew proudly, and had formed a neat formation again, hovering gracefully over the skies off the coast of Vengeance.
"Kill them all, kill them all!"
A Chinese man was already shouting hoarsely to the sea.
"Stop shouting...... Anyway, the battlefleet of the Western Continent Kingdom is gone. His companion pulled him.
"Most of those sailors may be really fighting for the tiger. But there are also many innocent people who may just obey the duty of a soldier and act according to orders...... They have also given up resistance, and no one would want to be a butcher even if we were the god-like army full of resentment. Kill enemies who have given up their resistance. It was not a war, it was an inhumane massacre. β
He whispered softly beside his companion.
"They don't seem to have the intention of attacking us...... Now, I just want to know. They...... Who the hell is it? β
He said softly again.
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As he spoke, suddenly, the group of fighters in the sky seemed to have suddenly received some order. Except for a few dozen planes left behind to continue to hover over the surrendered Western Fleet on guard, their large formation flew north again.
"Look, what's that?!"
A shocking voice brought by the sight of the group of planes suddenly sounded on the top of Maguan Mountain.
When three large ships identical to the Grand Fleet that appeared before reappeared on the northern sea, escorting two grotesque giant ships...... Everyone was almost numb.
What a huge existence! If the battleships of the Western Continent were smaller than big fish in front of the big ships that appeared at the beginning, but in front of this behemoth, they almost became shrimp!
What's even more bizarre is that they can still sail at almost the same speed as those big ships on the sea? God, is there a giant hand of God pushing it? What is the more intense light around it? Is this really an army of the gods?
People watched numbly as the giant of the two giants approached, and although it seemed to have a few other ships behind it, no one cared about them anymore.
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These two giant ships are very strange. They are an irregular long polygonal with a flat deck. Except for a stern tower on their port-right side, the deck seemed to be empty. There are no turrets, hideous muzzles, nothing.
What kind of ship is this? Could it be a troop carrier? Is this a large-scale invasion by the army of the gods?
But it's still not right, except for three or two groups of small black spots that seem to be busy on the deck of the giant ship, I don't see many people......
There was already a confused voice in the crowd.
Then, his doubts were quickly answered.
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When the group of fighters in the sky flew over the two giant ships, they finally stopped moving. They began to hover low, forming a well-ordered queue.
And then. The two giant ships adjusted their direction slightly at the same time. Soon, in the direction of their ship's bow, a whistling fighter plane was already circling and reducing its speed, and it was even more in the distance at a very low altitude, heading straight for the bow deck of the giant ship!
What the hell are they doing? Could it be that these giant ships are also the enemies of those fighters?
The crowd was already screaming.
However, what stunned them was that the fighter plane that rushed to the bow deck of the giant ship, after it quickly rushed over a distance, it had suddenly approached the deck of the giant ship, and after a certain distance. It had slowly stopped at the aft end of the deck of the giant ship!
In the end, the fighters hovering in the sky were already in an orderly manner, one after another, on the deck of the giant ship!
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Everyone was dumbfounded!
They finally knew how those fighters that seemed to fly strangely from the vast sea came about!
"Maritime ...... Battle airfield ......"
I was fortunate to be invited to witness the signing of the treaty, and I was also standing on the top of Maguan Mountain at this time, Nelson, the director of the War Demon Costume Research Institute of the Western Continent Kingdom, said with a pale face.
"Master. What is a naval warfare airfield......" a servant behind him asked in a low voice.
"This is the crazy idea of a new type of magic costume proposed by someone on the home planet before our ancestors came, but I didn't expect it...... I didn't expect to be in this world...... It was really realized...... But how could it be! How could they have such great firepower and power! β
Nelson exclaimed in disbelief.
"I see! It must be a magic crystal, it must be a more intelligent, brilliant and incomparably clever magic crystal technology! The pride of the kingdom. Compressing the magic crystal in front of them, it's rubbish......"
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Nelson muttered again.
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"Don't talk about these or that. What the hell is this for? Sartre's face turned pale, and he asked through gritted teeth.
"Your Highness, you can also see the speed of their fighters. This means that they can pass through the sea. Along the coastline, air strikes on any piece of land of the enemy...... Any piece of land, as long as it is not extremely deep inland! In front of them, the battlefield almost does not exist in the rear......"
Nelson's face was filled with a bitter smile.
"In the past, only the Celestial Demon War or above could carry out such a raid, but who would dare to sacrifice such a precious high-rank power? You know, that's the enemy's hinterland, if the enemy reacts and sends a powerful magic battle force of the same level or even more to intercept it, they go, I'm afraid they won't have to come back. β
"But this fleet, these warplanes. But they are in the system, and they are not so afraid of loss! They're just an army of magic costumes! You don't need genius qualifications and long cultivation, you can regenerate a steady stream of demonic armies! β
"This is a force that is far less powerful than the firmament, but as long as production can keep up with consumption and is used well, it can be even more terrifying than the firmament for a country...... I just hope that they are extremely expensive to build and that it is extremely difficult to replenish. I just hope they don't have the corresponding super-tier powers. Otherwise, this army, like the army that appeared in purgatory, may only be a matter of time before the White Star is unified! β
He muttered again.
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Sartre's face was completely desperate.
"So who are they? Why attack us? Why, exactly! Why! β
He looked at the huge ships receiving ships one by one on the sea in a daze, and he was already crying frantically.
No one answered him.
In everyone's hearts, a question similar to him was turning at this time.
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Who the hell are they?
They didn't seem to want to attack us, and after annihilating the battleships of the Western Continents, they seemed to ignore us and began to withdraw their troops......
So...... Are they friends or foes? Or is it just for the people of the Western Continent?
The Chinese people looked at the giant ship that was gradually full of fighters and whispered one after another.
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Who the hell are they?
How could such an advanced warplane, such an advanced fleet, appear on the White Star? It's as if they've jumped out of a legend...... With a colorful light...... It brought the Western Continent people a devastating blow and destruction that was almost crushing......
There is no need for any stratagem, no need for tactics. Like countless big men at the top of civilization, they pressed the Xilu people who looked like children on the sea and beat them severely, and a few slaps made the Xilu people bloody and bruised all over their bodies.
And now, they will give us more babies in their god-like garments...... What to bring?
Peace? Or war? Wish? Still is...... Despair......
Lin Yan looked at the batch after batch of fighters that stopped on the deck, and slowly lowered the batches of fighters into the depths of the deck, and finally, the gorgeous giant ship that seemed to have swallowed all the fighters circling in the sky in its belly.
A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart, and she thought. (To be continued......)