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Eger vigorously beat the armrest of the ejection seat, screaming and crying … But now he can only be furious-he has lost his landline and he can’t avenge Hans. Even it is still unknown whether he can survive in the battlefield.
Even if this mysterious black fleet abides by the battlefield rules, it will not be angry with the parachuting pilots, but this area is full of stray bullets, explosions and fragments, and there is almost no place in the corner. Yeager had already seen several parachuting pilots being caught in the aftermath of the explosion before he ejected himself.
At this time, the most correct exercise is to adjust the ejection seat nozzle to accelerate the fall as soon as possible and then parachute … But Eger seems to have lost his desire to survive. After shouting tired, he leaned back on the back of the chair and did not exercise. The ejection seat took his free fall to the ground.
But it’s strange to say that artillery shells, lasers and even plasma balls all seem to have eyes, and they all bypass this man who has lost his will to survive. Eger left the battle field unscathed until the seat height sensor sensed that he was about to reach the lowest parachute height and automatically released the parachute.
He didn’t return to absolute being until the landline landed on the solid ground and the inflatable airbag wrapped Eger all in.
When the gas filled in the airbag was slowly released, Yeager got rid of the seat belt and looked up at the two fleets that were still in fierce battle
From time to time, fighter planes or mecha will be shot down, but these shot down roots have no chance to fall to the ground completely, or they will disintegrate on the spot or be torn to pieces by the aftermath of various explosions, and eventually some stars will fall and still burn debris.
It’s lucky that Eger was able to successfully cross the war zone and land-he looked around and saw no ground except himself.
"Where did this fleet come from?" Eger wiped his face with dust and murmured, "It’s been more than ten minutes. What reinforcements haven’t come yet?"
The base of the No.1 fleet, that is, the anchorage area of Aguna Kotor, is not far from the Ark. During the daily patrol of fighter planes in Eger, if the clouds are thin, you can see the huge Ark in the distance-the Ark and Aguna Kotor are a mutual watch layout. On which side is attacked, the other side can immediately support it.
But now it’s been half an hour since the fighting broke out, but even a reinforcements have not come.
In half an hour, Eger could fly back and forth in his plane Ark and Fleet No.1-not to mention the fleet stationed in Ark Guards, and he didn’t even see a reconnaissance plane.
Although the external communication of the No.1 fleet has been blocked, it is necessary to communicate in this situation. You can find the situation here by visual inspection alone-in that case, why haven’t reinforcements come yet? !
Was it intercepted by a black fleet partner? Or is the ark also in a bitter struggle?
At the thought of this possibility, Eger couldn’t help but feel a tingle-when he was just fighting, his attention was focused on the black fleet body and he didn’t pay attention to the direction of the ark, but now he is on the ground, but he has lost his wide field of vision at a height.
If that ark is in crisis at this time …
He is a little afraid to go.
……
Noah’s Ark N47 Domain Guards Fleet
There are seven heads crowded behind the porthole of a high-speed support ship. Two of them are holding binoculars in their hands, staring intently at the direction of N45 domain. Others are next to each other and ask-
"What’s the situation now? Will the fighting continue? "
"Don’t you talk nonsense? The strength of the No.1 fleet is not weak. Even if some of its combat power was taken away recently, the bottom is still there! "
"To tell you the truth, I always feel that it’s strange to command the hair this time. If the No.1 fleet is going to rebel, it’s not enough to send security agents to kill the leading rebel officers. I can’t believe that people dare to continue to rebel without the leader … instead of sending a fleet to fight? Even if we can win both sides, the loss will not be small. So many precious resources will be wasted. Now it’s a difficult time. Should the face be kicked by a donkey? "
"Don’t say a few fucking words. You can’t hold back." An officer with a lieutenant’s collar on the side poked the soldier with a strong elbow. "Just do it when you give the first order. Let’s stay put. Let’s not move. It’s not you who is sent to the front. What are you talking about?"
"Okay … but lieutenant, aren’t you curious about the mysterious black fleet? I’ve never heard of such a fleet in the ark battle sequence before, "the soldier asked again.
"Haven’t you heard that there are many things to do?" Although the lieutenant himself is very curious, he still has to put on the shelf before he belongs to the family. "Come on, don’t gather here to watch the fun. Go ahead and do whatever you want."
"Lieutenant, you forgot that today’s patrol was cancelled. Brothers have nothing to do now." A man holding a telescope said, "Wait a minute … guess what I saw? !”
"What is it?" What he said, not to mention the soldiers without binoculars, even the lieutenant’s curiosity was hung up
"Degenerate angel mass production! The black fleet was actually equipped with a degenerate angel mass production model and the number was quite large! " Another Shi Shen, holding a telescope, said, "Hell, isn’t that thing a unit directly under the head? How could it be configured for this mysterious fleet that came out of nowhere?"
After hearing the name of degenerate angel mecha, the soldiers around them suddenly began to shout-although the Guards Fleet also didn’t participate in the battle of the ancient copper city site, this warship has several soldiers who retired from the front line. These soldiers were wiped out in the battle of their original units, and the military directly canceled their titles. The military simply placed them in the Guards Fleet and incorporated them into this high-speed support ship Marine Corps.
For the amazing performance of mass-produced degenerate angels in the battle of ancient copper city ruins, these people can talk too much after dinner. The first time these two soldiers "witnessed" the degenerate angel mecha, they will recognize it directly.
"What’s so surprising? In my opinion, this fleet is directly under the head of the fleet, and you have never even heard of it." The lieutenant said, "Sometime there is a secret shipyard on an island in China, and the inside is equipped with Alpha technology … but our level is not qualified to know."
"Even the degenerate angel mecha went to war … this time, the head is really bloody." Holding a telescope, the scholar said, "But this body is really strong. Cutting fleet fighters is like chopping melons and chopping vegetables. The other party has just organized a blockade … If we divide by three, how many chances can we have for this mysterious fleet?"
After hearing this question, the lieutenant suddenly froze for a while before he reacted and kicked the ass. "What are you talking about? That’s our friendly forces. How can we be against them? "
"Is this fleet … really our friendly forces?" As soon as Shi put on the telescope, he was snatched away by other soldiers. He touched his ass, turned around and looked anxiously at the lieutenant. "We were ordered to stand by and not to carry out operations including’ support’ … but there was no mention in the order that the fleet was our friendly army, right?"
"Why don’t you know this man? How can I command this thing to be written so white? " Lieutenant airway
"But … just yesterday, the fleet was still our friendly, right?"
"This ….." Lieutenant suddenly speechless he suppressed along while just some hesitantly said "but … but they are not planning a rebellion? Since they want to rebel, that is our enemy … "
"No.Fleet what to rebel? There’s no reason … Although the situation of the Ark is a bit bad now, it is impossible for them to beat other fleets and this planet can’t be born alone! What’s worse, isn’t the heresy already wiped out? Even if they want to rebel, they can’t rely on the forces, can they? "
"Hey … you guy!" Lieutenant raised his hand in exasperation but didn’t fall. "What’s the point of asking these things? When this matter is over, you will naturally know why … Now I suggest that you’d better shut up and talk nonsense yourself. Don’t make trouble for others? "
……
Tower of Babel in the Core Area of Grey Fog Forest
Just when Koran was confused about the authenticity of this message, a huge projection of information appeared in front of him, and it was the picture of the black fleet attacking the No.
"Where did this fleet … come from?"
There is no problem with the medium fleet and Aguna Kotor, but it happened that this black fleet Koran didn’t know its origin.
Clan naturally knows the number of troops the Ark has. Perhaps elite teams like mass-produced degenerate angels will be hidden, but it is impossible to hide a big guy like the fleet. The manpower and resources needed to build an aircraft carrier battleship are astronomical figures. This data is a method to cover up, not to mention Clan. Any investor who is sensitive to the market can guess what big moves the Ark has made recently according to the changes in the stock market.
Far from saying that after the Leviathan incident, although the undead crew members have tried their best to block the news and control the price trend of energy crystals, there are still many people who smell the abnormality and come to the conclusion that some large-scale energy crystals have dried up or unexpected conclusions have taken place-but the news has not spread further because these people have published articles or opinions.
"This image is not fake, is it?" Thirty-three can naturally see the picture in the projection. "This is the No.1 fleet, yes, but which fleet is fighting them?" I think these warships are obviously made by us, but in my impression, Ark has never had such an’ extra’ fleet … "
Chapter one hundred and thirteen Everything … went according to plan.
At this time, the hounds and others have arrived at the "deck" of Agunakatore through the delivery device. Seeing those degenerate angel mass-produced hounds in the first second, they felt a chill in their hearts-he knew that Kelan’s private action might annoy some people in the undead crew, but he never expected that the undead crew would dispatch such a powerful fleet to "retaliate".
"What shall we do?" Leighton’s anxious color is beyond words. "If the undead crew will be determined to get us, even if we abort this fleet, it’s not … even worse, I’m afraid it’s only a matter of time before the fleet is destroyed."
"It’s a pity that Kelan doesn’t" Zorig tried to rub his huge fist. "If Kelan can start’ Agunakatore’, who can say for sure?"
"If the undead crew here in Kelan will attack us," the hound interrupted Mongolian Chinese. "But then again … if the undead crew will’ revenge’, why attack the fleet? No. Fleet is also the Ark’s’ property’-now the Ark is in a very difficult period due to Alexander, and there is no reason to consume it like this … "
"After all, the fleet is to protect Aguna Kotor …" Leighton got a kick from the hound before he finished his words.
"Idiot! No.1 Fleet protects Aguna Kotor, which is immortal. The crew will send it to them. The crew will naturally take it back or simply change it. Even if No.1 Fleet turns to attack us, it will do … Kelan is not the case. The commander of No.1 Fleet has no possibility of disobedience at all. "
"That’s true … then what is this?" Being hounds said so, Leighton also reacted and looked at the distant battlefield with a puzzled face.
"Maybe this is a show." I don’t know why Zofija also came to the deck. "Just like the ruins of the ancient copper city, the undead crew will know that it was a trap, but they still sent 100,000 troops in … that time their purpose was to cover up the fact that the second batch of clones were close to life, and this time …"
"Is the USS Fleet also a unit made up of clones?" Leighton paused. "No … the clone can live to be forty years old, but the officers and men of the fleet are all elites selected from various units. They are either veterans and outstanding technicians who are over forty years old or young adults in their twenties and thirties … The former must be a natural person, and even if they are all clones, there is still a long way to go."
"I don’t think that’s the reason." The hound shook his head
"What’s that?" Leighton asked.
"You ask me who I ask?" The hound kicked Leighton again in a bit of a rage. Anyway, even the biological part of this big guy is so solid that he can’t feel the pain.
"But then again, I think Miss Da may be right." Hound continued, "This mysterious black fleet must have come for us or Agunakotor, but the undead crew meeting didn’t inform the fleet in advance, which led to the fight between the two fleets … They couldn’t have made such a low-level mistake. To be honest, I also think this black fleet is like an act."
"but the problem is that the loss of the fleet is real!" Leighton urgent way "those who were hit drop is not man-machine! The pilots don’t even have the opportunity to parachute … Those are elites transferred from various units. Do you know how much time and resources it takes to train such a pilot? "