- One by one, the Mechs blew themselves up, but as the blasphemous commander who focused on attacking this unit, he didn't look happy in the slightest.

The huge loss made him tremble, and he watched as the enemy exploded every time he blew up a warplane, hundreds of fighters entered his side.

The loss of the battleship is also not small, the enemy will concentrate fire in the chaotic movement, storm the battleship's defensive cover, and as soon as the defensive cover is broken, the enemy will immediately rush in, and then explode inside.

The situation is the same as what the commander who escaped from last time said, this is a special force that does not seem to use the rules, and can become a slaughterer on the battlefield with just one fighter jet.

In the case of equal numbers, no one dares to say that they can win them, their only shortcoming is that they are too few in number, and such warplanes have never been heard of elsewhere.

No, I remember, there were, there was a combat machine that was blocking the path of the Confusers to the Palpalan space, and it was always able to dodge the dense crossfire of the battleships, and at that time it disrupted its own troops blocking the road.

It turns out that they still have so many.

They must be eliminated, otherwise they will at some point in the future cause big trouble for their side, yes, must be eliminated, no matter what the cost.

The ruthless Blasphemous Commander gave orders to his warriors not to dodge, but to exchange their lives for their lives.

The fighters were obedient, shouting and charging, and did not care whether the enemy was in the waves or not.

They don't care about their lives, the five-S mecha doesn't matter, just go back to rest when they die, accompany their families, and wait for the soul to fill up, and the body will be stronger next time.

So the blasphemers strive to be a dam against the waves, and the mechists are still surging. The two sides fought in the dark, and the sun and the moon were dark.

The mechs were rapidly dwindling, the blasphemers were dying even more, and as they shifted from long-range attacks to hand-to-hand combat, their commander secretly lamented that the Cultists would not be able to take advantage of the waves in hand-to-hand combat.

As a result, before he could be happy for two seconds, Nalasha ordered: "Change the formation, the heart is like a double wire net......"

The remaining more than 400,000 mecha masters shouted in unison: "There are thousands of knots. ”

brush, the way of fighting has changed. One by one, the mechs began to fly around each other, and there was always a situation of how much or less could be formed locally, throwing away the cannon in their hands, drawing out the energy blade at their waists, and the swordsmanship of various schools allowed them to use it, and at the same time, every part of the body became a weapon.

The formation set up by more than 400,000 mechists was like a meat grinder, and all the blasphemers who rushed in and wanted to use their courage to play white-knuckle combat were all attacked from all directions.

Their commander was dumbfounded, and he found his men rushing into a large web of small nets. The enemy's fighter planes were like knots in a net, and whenever one of their own people was trapped in it, they would inevitably be attacked from several directions.

Seeing that the casualties are getting bigger and bigger, and the lethality to the enemy is gradually decreasing. The commander of the blasphemer gritted his teeth and gave a new order.

"All warships cover the attack, and there is no distinction between friend and foe. ”

The remaining less than 600,000 warships did as ordered, and beams of energy passed over, no matter how many of their own people were in that position.

The mecha division who was already about to be unable to hold on. In the face of the two attacks, they used their last consciousness to control the mecha and rush the battleship group.

Some mechs died before they even rushed to the place, but there were their own people around. They didn't choose to blow themselves up, and let the mech fly on its previous operations.

Others were blasted by the energy beam, killing the enemy and involving their own people nearby.

The commander of the blasphemer, seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer to one of his ships, changed the order again, so that the ships in other directions could fight with his own ships, and ordered the ships there to blow themselves up.

He was frightened, he had never seen such a strong team, he could fight from a distance, and he was even more powerful in close combat, and it would definitely be a scourge not to leave them behind.

After more than ten minutes, there were only two mecha left on the battlefield, one was operated by Gongsun Murong and the other was used by Nalasha.

There were countless wrecks floating in the space, and from time to time explosions lit up, blood flew with the limbs and fragments of combat weapons on both sides, occasionally colliding and sticking to something else.

On the blasphemer side, there are still about 300 million small combat units left, and a little more than 460,000 warships.

Four lines of tears flowed down the face of the blasphemous commander and smashed on the ground in the battleship's command room.

"Ahhh

It's too miserable, one million warships, small combat weapons operated by 500 million members, fight one million on the other side, and pay 200 million comrades-in-arms and more than 500,000 battleships.

How many comrades-in-arms have relatives waiting for them to return home alive? How many grassroots generals have no soldiers under their commands?

"Eh, why didn't they beat us?" Nalasha didn't care at all who died on either side, or more accurately the casualties of the blasphemers.

I believe that with this combat experience, when the 5S mecha division comes back, he will use the body made from the local soul filling instrument, and then make the new mecha that is about to be researched, and one million people can wipe out the opponent's 500 million combat units and warships.

suffered a loss on the body, and many movements could not be done.

Gongsun Murong pointed in a direction: "Let's go." ”

"Okay. Narasha happily agreed, and then the two of them 'hand' held 'hands' and flew in the direction pointed by Gongsun Murong.

"I want to run, Commander, they want to run. A person in the command room of the battleship saw the two mechs flying, and hurriedly greeted the commander who was in grief.

As soon as the commander looked up, sure enough, the two men ran away, spewing thick flames from their backs, and they were still running fast.

He angrily slammed the console and roared, "Catch two cowards, live, quick, catch me." ”

A group of people chased after them.

The commander gritted his teeth there with red eyes, he saw two enemies who did not rush before, and thought that he was afraid of death, so he waited to catch them alive, and wanted to torture the two people What kind of force this unit belonged to.

He dared to assure him that a million enemies were definitely not the fighting forces in the so-called temple of the Confucians.

When the other two people took advantage of their sadness, they thought they were safe, turned around and ran.

Wait. Wait until I get you.

The commander didn't think the remaining two would be able to run away, just wait a while.

The pursuers also thought so, the two sides were about the same speed, but the speed of the battleship was much faster than that of the smaller combat unit.

At the same time, it can also use ranged attacks to make the fleeing person dodge, affecting the opponent's speed and catching it after a while.

"Wow! Coming on, come on, come on, fire. "Nalasha is happy, flying and flying. Slightly changed to dodge the small energy beam aimed at the mecha, raised his arm back, and hit out four energy beams in a row, and the four small combat planes exploded when he landed behind.

She is not a five-S mecha master, she said that she can hit it, and she guarantees that she can hit it.

Gongsun Murong cooperated with the attack, chasing thousands of gadgets, and after a few seconds, he lost one hundred and seventy.

After another three minutes had passed, the blasphemer who was chasing after him stopped. There were fifty-two left, and they didn't dare to chase anymore.

"Commander, commander, the man we are chasing has been killed. Those two were faster, they were stacking speed, and our attack interference had little effect on them. ”

"Shut up, I see it. Keep up with all and chase together. The commander clenched his fists tightly, and his face changed color with anger.

As a result, only ten of the remaining warships were left to rescue the wounded who did not die in the war. There are also people who are trapped in the broken war planes.

A large group of warships and small combat units pursued the two fleeing cultists.

The small combat plane wanted to rely on speed to catch up for the time being, but the battleship kept superimposing speed, and chased for a full five minutes and thirty-six seconds, before it reached a position 30,000 kilometers behind the two people who escaped.

Beams of energy firing wildly.

Gongsun Murong and Nalasha's mecha hugged each other, and the jets that could adjust the angle behind their backs, under their feet, leg cloths, under their arms, etc., all faced backwards, spraying violently, and the speed was getting faster and faster.

When a beam of energy hit, a transparent shield suddenly appeared on the two mechas, the energy beam hit the shield, and the force acted on the mecha again, and the speed of the flying mecha soared again.

"Thank you!" said Narasha happily.

The Blasphemer's commander didn't hear the thanks, but he saw two enemies using the power of the rules, which were shields.

"Don't open fire, catch up and hit them with a battleship. The commander was afraid that all the energy beams that were punched out would become the power of the other party, so he hurriedly ordered.

By the time his men did so, six thick beams of energy had already hit the shield behind the enemy, and the mech's speed continued to increase.

If the battleship tried to chase at the previous speed, it would fall farther and farther, and the whole team had to recover to the state it was in when it was just catching up, and strive to superimpose, the fire behind the battleship was spraying at all costs, and as for how long the 'engine' could withstand it, no one thought about it, even if it was scrapped when it went back, it didn't matter.

Chasing and chasing, and finally closing the distance again, this time the battleship did not fire, and the distance between the two sides went from 50,000 kilometers to 40,000 kilometers, to 30,000, to 20,000...... 1,700 km...... 200 km...... Nine km ......

The people in the 'brush' fleet watched the two people who fled disappear, and the commander's four eyes widened, what was going on?

"Commander, Commander, we're outside the realm of rules, and we're starting where they disappeared. The man who had been reminding him spoke again.

The commander gritted his teeth and squeaked, and slammed his fist on his leg: "Why didn't I expand the scope of the rule field a little more? It's just a matter of spending a little more money, chasing, scanning, finding out where they are, and we move in space." ”

The battleship began to scan, and then found the target, and the space moved to catch up, and as soon as it appeared, the two mechs moved away in space.

The battleship began to calculate where the two enemies might move next time, and then moved over in advance, only to encounter each time.

"Commander, Commander, how do I think that the two escapees are more powerful than the people who attacked us before?"

(To be continued......)