"Enemy! Enemy Attack!! ”

In the fleet channel, the shrill voice of the officer on duty sounded. All the combatants rushed to their posts like crazy, even when they were chatting with their girlfriends. The scanning cluster of the temporary base immediately turned on high-power framing, and the warships in the defensive circle also began to heat up and rushed out of the airport.

The supply cables connecting the ships were disconnected, and the empty bridges connecting the warships were shattered. The entire human ship group, like a giant beast that has been provoked, shows its hideous claws at the first moment. Tens of thousands of battleships expanded into the distance, countless guns raised, followed by the bloodthirsty gaze of the gunners.

Humanity has never been a benevolent race, and in the history of human warfare, there have been retreats, fears, but never forgiveness.

A race that has given up even the way out, longing for the last glimmer of hope, any mercy and tolerance is meaningless, and they can only find their place by constantly moving forward and fighting. It's not an axiom, it's instinct.

It's a pity that for the ambushers who have been in ambush for a long time, the reaction of the human ship group has long been in their preparations.

Almost immediately, hundreds of millions of black beams shot out from the depths of the void, destroying the first wave of warships that rushed out of the airport. None of the hundreds of cosmic warriors survived, and even if they had the strength of a comet, or even a meteorite, they all disappeared in front of the black beam.

"Positive Electron Cannon !!"

The sharp voice of the officer on duty sounded again, as if his mother had died. But at this time, no one cared about his voice, and everyone was shocked by the terrifying wave of enemy fire.

Positive electron cannon?

Or hundreds of millions of beams? Are you kidding?

You must know that even in the second world, where science and technology are highly developed and civilization is evolving and flourishing, the yang electron cannon is still a formidable weapon. This pure energy weapon, which exploits the annihilation effect of the positive electron, has almost reached the level of the rules. Ignore hedging for most shields. It has even evolved to the extreme of a black hole. There is no doubt that it is at the main gun level. But what does the presence of hundreds of millions of positive electron beams mean?

Nima ...... That's a terrifying kill that even a space warrior is going to be wiped out!!

For a moment, all the crew members felt their hearts weigh on a heavy boulder. It is more as if blood can drip from the eyes.

And right opposite them, in the distant void, a curtain of light rippled, and tens of thousands of strange spaceships revealed their true faces. They resemble water droplets, with a round front and a sharp tail, and a bumpy surface that looks like pockmarks, but waving tentacles stretch out from the pits. The black carapace is all over the hull, and even flesh membranes and tendons can be seen in the crevices.

"The Sand Clan!!"

The officer on duty shouted hoarsely. "It's not war, it's murder!"

Yes, this is a long-planned ambush. But so what? In this ship group, no, in the hearts of all cosmic populations at this moment, only survival is the most important thing. All axioms and justice must be submerged in the premise of survival!

This unreasonable ambush by the Rosa tribe lifted the veil of cruelty.

In the garden, the Speaker watched all this with a blank face, and it took a long time before he let out a sigh.

"Contact the Star Thieves. Let them confirm. ”

"I've been replied to, and the Sand Clan has ignored the contract with the Star Thieves." Sal Jones replied, a flash of anger in his eyes. Their answer, the one who survived. to be qualified to talk about fate. ”

"Good." Unexpectedly, the speaker did not show any anger, he silently looked at the sand warship in the distant void, and said softly. "No one is a slave to fate. No one is the master of fate, everything starts with our first cry. It's about the competition. Let the voice of the victor do the talking! ”

"Order, attack!"

"Yes!"

Sal Jones's answer was still echoing in the air, and the human ship group had already rushed out like crazy, and the alert ship group on the periphery did not care about its own casualties, and began to form an encirclement.

This is a race for survival, and the benchmark rule for any population is that there are no rules!

For a moment, the starry sky was almost filled with the flames of war, and countless beams of light intersected with each other, tearing apart everything that passed along the way. Explosions, roars, flashes of shields, screams of the dead fill every inch of the void. And in the human fleet, there are only angry faces, and hateful faces and roars!

"Kill them all!!"

"Kill them!!"

Faces, old, tough, old-fashioned, childish, all shouted this sentence at the same time. It's not some exciting slogan, it's a craving of the human heart! Survival, or death, is in this most basic desire!

And the hundreds of space warriors floating in the human fleet launched an attack on the Sand Ship Group with this desire!

Rumble!

A ball of fire exploded in the starry sky, it was the work of the Space Warrior, but before the Space Warrior could appreciate his results, he felt the surrounding void suddenly compress, condensing him into a single entity. The space around them distorted, and a humanoid figure wearing black armor that looked like a ghost suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"It's not bad, pure life energy ......" The three pairs of compound eyes of the humanoid lit up red, and the long tongue in his mouth pierced the body of the space warrior a few times, and he smiled hideously.

"It's a cosmic warrior!" The officer's pupils contracted suddenly. "Attack!"

Almost at the same time, all the human warships that came out of the way appeared in front of them, engaged in a battle with the space warriors of the Sand Clan. In an instant, the energy in the void surged, and a large number of explosions and shock waves spread like a landslide and tsunami, spreading to a radius of hundreds of millions of kilometers!

One mercenary or star thief after another was shot down, but more of the Sand Clan Space Warriors were destroyed!

It's just that in an instant, the entire starry sky has become a slaughterhouse for the interaction of the strong!!

The weak die, the strong survive, this is the definition of the universe!!

Rumble!

An explosion lit up on the side of Ragnarok, and the Blood Pupil stared blankly at the scene, the fall of a mercenary, as brilliant as his evolution. Blood Pupil glanced at Robbie next to him and asked in a deep voice. "You don't want to do something?"

"Let you see it." Robbie smiled shyly, then said to Singel. "Together?"

"Together!" Singh's face sank like water, and his burly body resembled a demon protruding from hell. "I'm human!"

"Me too." Robbie laughed. Then he and Singer jumped into the starry sky.

Then, a flash of light exploded in front of the two......

Human counterattack does not require words.

The winner survives, the loser dies.

Isn't that something to be taken for granted?

The blood pupil stood silently on the bow of the ship in the twilight of the gods, the cloak behind it slowly unfolded, but there was a cold light flashing in his eyes.

No one knows what he's thinking, or what he's expecting...... (To be continued......)