Chapter 44: Battle Formation Rank, Three-Headed Demon Shadow
The shuttle ship has been launched, and Zhao Yang doesn't understand what the situation is now. As the ship lifted off little by little, gradually moving away from the ground, Leska and Zhou Zhou both seemed to have just been fished out of the water, and they were limp in the corner.
It's over.
Little by little, tears flowed down his face until he was all over his face, and then the low sobs could no longer be suppressed, spreading in the not spacious cabin.
The panic in Zhao Yang's heart spread into the sea: "What's wrong?" What are you crying about? β
The crew who had just been serious was also in a completely wrong state at this time, and it seemed that they couldn't bear to lie on the window and look at the city below that was still in flames.
Zhao Yang watched as his fingertips clasped on the glass, clenched them little by little, and then slid down from the glass, leaving eight long imprints.
"What the hell is going on!"
"Aren't we evacuating? Isn't the evacuation for the sake of containment? Why are you all like this? β
"Speak!!"
Zhou Zhou on the ground was weak: "My home is gone, what do you want to look like." β
Zhao Yang didn't know anything, but not everyone was stupid.
Chief Instructor Bingyan suddenly appeared in front of them, but he did not give a solution on behalf of the headquarters, but instead asked Zhao Yang to evacuate on the grounds that reinforcements were coming. The two of them thought of Zhao Yang's Heavenly King warning, and they already understood everything.
Containment, containment without follow-up combat preparations, is that called containment?
That's called a deserter!
The headquarters has no way, they just want Zhao Yang, who is indeed an S-rank, to evacuate smoothly, even if they bring the two of them, as long as they can appease him, it doesn't matter.
And these two people, because of the stimulation of the tragic death of their companion just now, coincidentally chose to retreat in the face of Bingyan's eyes at that moment, and acquiesced to evacuating with Zhao Yang.
Leave everything behind them.
Zhao Yang still didn't understand: "What do you mean, didn't you say that the mainland headquarters had already sent people to help five hours ago?" Isn't the battle going on? β
Zhou Zhou looked at Zhao Yang's eyes, and his voice did not fluctuate, like a walking corpse: "Do you know how far the mainland headquarters is from the front-end headquarters?"
Space hopping with the Federation's most advanced shuttle ship takes at least 12 hours from the headquarters of the First Continent to the I-8 Forward Command.
And the shuttles are all small in size and cannot transport troops in large quantities. Serial ships capable of fighting, even the most advanced teams, are ready to sail at full speed at all costs, and it will take at least 24 hours to come from the mainland headquarters. β
Coupled with the time for the transmission of information, the time for analysis and judgment, and the time for the army to assemble, it will take at least two days for the headquarters to send troops to arrive.
However, the fortress rank is eyeing each other, and the alien tide is overwhelming, and this city has been unable to hold out for two days.
Even if reinforcements were to be on their way here, it would probably be just to collect corpses and report on the battle.
Zhao Yangru was struck by lightning.
He believed Bingyan's words just now without any suspicions, but what does it mean now, Bingyan, deceived him?
"The chief instructor just wants you to go."
When did the dignified devil instructor show such an expression, her eyes were full of gentleness that this group of recruits had never heard of, and the way she finally faced Zhao Yang was clearly a farewell.
Zhou Zhou couldn't help crying again, and Leska next to him was already crying.
Their home is here!
Their parents, relatives, friends and neighbors, and comrades who had just died in battle remained on the land, but they fled, with their tails between their legs.
Because they are afraid of death.
No one is not afraid of death!
Looking at the appearance of the two, Zhao Yang was speechless.
He stood by the window of the shuttle ship, looking out at the chaotic city below.
The war is raging.
Battles of all sizes took place throughout the city, both large and small, with advantages and disadvantages.
Every street and alley, every shop building, has been invaded by aliens, and this group of species from unknown places is using the most primitive way to carry out a brutal massacre of the front end city.
In the sky, a drizzle of rain was falling.
This is an apocalyptic disaster.
The long, continuous siren whistle resounded throughout the floating islands, making a dull, gradually faint and inaudible sound in an increasingly thin air.
This long-buzzing alarm was introduced in the Epoch Federal Crisis Emergency Ordinance, which represents the worst disaster the entire region is facing.
Many people may never hear this desperate alarm for the rest of their lives, and if they have escaped from such an alarm once, they may not be able to come out of the shadows of today for the rest of their lives.
"Roar~~~!!"
"Whewββ!!"
"Oooooooooo!!!!oo
I don't know what touched, it was very abrupt, and the whole city was joined by a heart-palpitating roar. From every street and alley, every house continued to explode, spread, until it was overwhelming.
Even the earth seemed to be trampled and thundered, shaking the ground of the entire floating island.
Zhao Yang and the others were obviously still in the air, but they could actually feel the shaking of the mountains and seas.
Wow~~~~~Woo woo~~~~!!
In the midst of the smoke and rain in the sky, a huge figure flapped its wings, from far and near, piercing the clouds and rain on the horizon, appearing in the sky above the front end city.
The battle array rank alien, the culprit who launched this alien tide.
The rain seemed to pour down at that moment.
The rain curtain made the whole city hazy, only the arrogant figure like an emperor, flapping its huge wings and floating in the air, the three heads each facing one direction, and the hideous eyes bloomed with incomparably fierce light.
It floated slowly in the air, looking at everything in the city as if it were a flock of lambs to the slaughter.
"What is that?"
Zhao Yang looked at the crew behind him in shock, and the crew showed a helpless and boring gaze: "Battle formation rank, three-headed demon shadow." β
Zhao Yang didn't know that the Federation had already named the high-level aliens, and this guy in the distance was the so-called three-headed demon shadow.
It is a alien shape, which represents a military formation!
"Woo~~~~Woo~~~~~!!"
The three-headed demon shadow raised its head to the sky and roared again, centering on itself, and suddenly a large area of black mist spread, and then scattered around the three-headed demon shadow.
The black fog is becoming more and more numerous, denser and thicker, and even a torrential rain cannot extinguish it.
Then, in the dense black mist, a pair of ferocious eyes glowing with a faint green glow lit up like stars, with a strange and gloomy appearance from the eternal, just by looking at it, it makes people chill all over and their scalps numb!!
How can humans resist!!