Chapter 462: Trainee Officer

The artillery fire became more and more intensive, the side salvo of the Radiant-class battleship was like a peacock, the torpedo attack of the Skull-class battle destroyer was like a wasp in the sky, and the accumulation of the Humber-class heavy patrol was slow and terrifying, like an indestructible steel needle, stabbing the thick insect cháo out of a dòng every time. Against the backdrop of the fireworks of death, the appearance of the abundant butterfly insect is already clearly visible.

Bang –

With a loud bang, outside the porthole of the 54th mecha company, a butterfly insect fiercely hit the glass metal, and then was scorched by the semi-passive response robot on the outer armor of the aircraft carrier.

"Mom? These bugs are crazy! ”

Someone was muttering. They didn't expect that the insects, which had always fled from the wind, would have such tenacious combat effectiveness, and they could still break through to the side of the aircraft carrier under the saturation attack of the most elite fleet of the Clan Alliance.

"Hi - saturation attack."

Chu Ming sighed, the firepower of the 507 Guards battleship is not weak, but when it comes to tactics, there are too many flaws. Saturation attacks are not just about firing cannonballs out of the way, this tactic is like sweetening a river, and simply dumping sugar is the lowest way to do it. In this kind of tactic, Chu Ming's old opponent, the Rob Rossi Empire in the fourth star domain of the outer galaxy, is an expert, Chu Ming's understanding of this is also very profound, and Chu Ming has also received the guidance of the most talented intelligence staff officer of the Dark Shah Holy Empire, the crappy poet Sean. In the words of the most miserly miser on the Black Prison Star, Mr. Martin, "The saturation attack should be beautiful, as beautiful as the break-even, you can see that every penny of your money is making money for you, and then you will suddenly find out out of thin air that there is a lot more profit." ”

"All I saw was Mr. Martin, who would kill the accountant." Chu Ming sighed on the porthole, and then drew a circle somewhere. Looking through that circle, it can be seen that the artillery fire there seems to be a bit overwhelming, and the bugs are instinctively rushing into this gap, and it is too late to remedy it.

"54 Mecha Company, prepare in one minute."

The attack order came faster than Chu Ming thought, and it didn't give enough time, maybe everyone didn't expect that the insects would break through the defense line of long-range artillery fire so quickly, and the "dome" type aircraft carrier was the first to engage with the butterfly insects.

"Chu Ming, thank you, you strange crow's mouth." Captain Nax shouted from the mech, the hatch of the cabin slowly closing. At the moment when he was about to close, Captain Nax stretched out the tip of his spear in front of Chu Ming and drew a cross on the ground precisely: "Stinky xiǎo, stay in this position, don't go anywhere." There is no shortage of you on the battlefield. ”

"Well, nervous old man, good luck."

Chu Ming flicked on the tip of the knife, and then waved his hand to Captain Nax with a smile, and with a wave of his hand, Captain Nax activated the mecha, and in the huge sound of metal friction, he walked majestically towards the starting point.

By the time Captain Nax and his teammates leap out of space, the battle around them is already raging, with automatic weapons being the vanguard of resistance to the bug cháo. floating cannons arranged like rosaries; There are so many loaming tick anchors that it makes people's scalp tingle. Due to the butterfly's strong resistance to energy weapons, the best melee weapon is the Spin Blade, a saucer-shaped weapon commonly known as the "spinning pen" that spins at high speed, cutting through one crack after another in the insect cháo.

"Azalo, attention! They're 'spinning the pen' with the corpse jammed. Captain Nax shouted at his wingman, reminding his teammates that the bugs were smarter than ever.

"No. 4 main gun! Nax. Aizalo's voice came over the intercom.

"Okay, protect the main battery." After a short thought, Captain Nax made his choice, and the two of them flew towards the mothership's No. 4 main battery.

The battle at Magnetaloric Main Battery 4 was extremely fierce, and this isolated fire output point became precarious due to the fact that the nearby close defense guns had been destroyed by bugs. And the substitutes in the aircraft carrier also rushed here to ensure the safety of this important location.

"Aizalo, torpedo attack." Captain Nax had already rushed forward when the order was given.

The last-to-fire torpedo cleared a passage for him, and the particle cannon on the Nax mech fired at a continuous point, although this weapon could not directly kill the bugs, but if fired at close range, they could also cause serious damage to the bugs.

Nax rushed forward, like a bamboo. At the same time, a spear in his hand kept stabbing out, killing those injured insects one by one.

"Malfurion, you 29 mechs are here too?" Nax rushed to turret 4, where there were a dozen or so substitutes, and Captain Nax looked at it and recognized an acquaintance.

"Yes, the insects are so cunning, they actually dòngnòng here, too close. Our ranged weapons didn't come in handy. Damn bugs! Malfurion had a strong southern accent, and he could hear the trills of his tongue rolling involuntarily as he spoke.

"You're all right, are you?" Nax asked with concern.

"It's okay, although there are a lot of bugs, but we haven't suffered any casualties, so everyone can kill them?" There was a hint of excitement in Malfurion's buzzing voice, and like him, most of the substitutes felt that this was a good opportunity to obtain Butterfly Yellow, which did not belong to them, but could also be rewarded for merit and position.

"Where's your commander?" Nax looked around, but didn't find that the senior rank was an officer, and was a little suspicious.

"Go back. At the beginning, we thought we were going to fight hard, but now it seems that there are more bugs. So our midshipman commander takes over. Malfurion said, gesturing behind him. There was a mecha ornate substitute there, and although he did not wear the official rank insignia, half a star indicated his apprenticeship status.

"Oh-" Nax nodded, recalled, and said in shock, "Viscount Tiny, he's just turned 17?!" ”

"Yes, ambition is not old." Malfurion's answer was a cliché, and there was not a hint of respect in his tone. In fact, everyone understands that it is time for the descendants of dignitaries to gild. In the face of the bloody struggle of the insect cháo and the salvation of countless people, this comment is enough for these noble young people to rise to high positions.

"Whatever, anyway, I just need Butterfly Yellow!" Nax held his breath, and finally held back such a sentence, who told him to be born in an ordinary people's family? Then there is only one step by step to exchange sweat for status, Nax firmly believes that with his own efforts, he will definitely create a good condition for his children and grandchildren in his lifetime, then his life will not be in vain.

From the initial tension to the later relaxation, the utilitarianism has become the main theme of the battlefield. After a brief period of discomfort, the 507 Guards became butterfly exterminators again, and their goal in their hearts once again became a priceable butterfly yellow.

"Hey, what a chance! Missed it. ”

In the "Dome" type aircraft carrier of the "Fruit", Chu Ming stood on a cross and sighed regretfully again.

The performance of the 507th Guards was too poor. It seems that this is not only a matter of tactical command, but also the 507 Guards in the execution of orders. It was obviously not General Pross's will to replace the officers, but he couldn't stop the existence of this kind of behavior under Sī, and there were many of these nobles, and who wanted to offend these people with backgrounds out of thin air?

Chu Ming's biggest regret is that the 507 Guards lost the initiative in the war, in the moment just now, the substitutes of the 507 Guards Army could completely control the initiative on the battlefield, but after a moment, the substitutes of the 507 Guards gave up. Because their goal is no longer to win, they are no longer warriors in the pure sense of the word. A soldier of a unit is not a warrior, so what should it be? A powerful rabble?

"Mechanic, help me up."

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind Chu Ming, and Chu Ming looked back to see that four people were surrounded by a lewd fat man, and a beautiful floating car stopped in front of them, and the fat man was pointing fingers with a big belly.

"Didn't you hear? Poor xiǎo son! ”

Finding that Chu Ming didn't react, a person next to the fat man yelled, and he rushed over with a stumbling face, looking at Chu Ming with condescending eyes.

"Floats?!"

Chu Ming looked at the floating car that should be very expensive suspiciously, and didn't understand what was there like on the mothership and this kind of luxury.

"That's right, poor xiǎozi. Our son-in-law is going to get on the mecha, hurry up, don't dirty our son's uniform. ”

"Get on the mech?"

Chu Ming looked around and suddenly realized. A beautiful mecha was parked in the center of the hall, and it was dragged over with a special floating truck, so Chu Ming didn't hear the sound. Chu Ming didn't expect that the mecha would have such treatment, and it was just a red carpet. And it seems that that the boy is not ordinary, he actually uses a high-level floating car on the mecha, what kind of taste is this? You must know that Lu Dao Chu Ming is a person who doesn't even need to pull the beam, and he climbs up with both hands and feet.

"Okay." Chu Ming replied, although he thought it was funny, but he didn't care about it, he walked over and stretched out his hand.

"Tell him to wash his hands." The fat man spoke, and his uniform was really clean, clean as if it was the first time he wore it.

"Okay." Chu Ming shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his hand.

"Forget it, the battle is so fierce, I should fight with my soldiers. Let's keep it simple. "The fat man has changed his mind. His words caused a round of admiration around him, and countless words of compliment to shamelessness came out, wrapping the fat man like a fresh huā. made Chu Ming feel that his language was lacking to the extreme.

"Are these army shoes? What does not use xiǎo deer skin? The inner lining should be hand-sewn from otter skin. ”

The fat man seems to have changed his mind again, and what he means from simple to simple is to be complex.

"Childe, this may not be good. The old man once told—"

"Get out—" One of the attendants was half-kicked back by a flying kick. The fat man's mood became bad, and Chu Ming was surprised by the rapid change of this emotional thing.

"Don't crush me with that old thing's words, do you hear me?" The fat man's majestic voice trembled, and the féiròu on his face trembled as well. The four attendants said yes in a row, nodding their heads and making Chu Ming feel like a pug.

"Get out! I'm on my own, it's my war. ”

The fat man has changed his mind again, and he wants to do it. This fat man likes to change his mind, and this fat man also seems to like to kick people, and at this moment, Chu Ming is closest to him, so he was kicked to the ground without warning.

"You!"

Chu Ming got up from the ground and looked angrily at the fat man who walked on the floating car. Although Chu Ming cared about very few things, human dignity could not be trampled on. He had gained a lot in this world, and then he had lost a lot of things, and dignity was one of his last remaining possessions.

"Poor xiǎozi! Be honest with me. ”

The fat man left, and Chu Ming stood in front of the four entourage. Chu Ming's anger was seen by these four people, so he was unceremoniously surrounded by the four people. One of them grabbed Chu Ming's collar and looked at him fiercely.

"Get out, Childe said, don't make extraneous branches when you make contributions."

After a while, one of the four spoke, he glared at Chu Ming, turned around and left.

"Poor xiǎozi, count yourself lucky. Childe is right, this army's shoes are broken. ”

The hand that grabbed Chu Ming's collar let go, and the man snorted with disdain, then rubbed his shoes back and forth on Chu Ming's kùtuǐ to see that the dust was gone, and turned away in anger.