Since the Gray Mist Forest can control mechas...then, can it also make the crashed battleship...move again?
Although Ke Lan couldn't see anything through the thick tree canopy and the gray fog that blocked the sky, the strong sense of crisis in his heart was like a bottle of Coke thrown into Mentos, spewing out crazily——
"Run! Get out of this place!" Ke Lan shouted to everyone without thinking much.
"What's wrong?" Yin Fan looked at Ke Lan, who looked anxious, with some doubts. "Didn't we win the battle? Moreover, the surrounding foggy trees showed no signs of approaching?"
"The enemy is directly above us! Battleships! Those two battleships crashed in the gray fog forest!" Time was running out, and Ke Lan could only choose the most important content to talk about.
Fortunately, his teammates were all smart and understood what Ke Lan meant instantly - everyone's expressions suddenly changed. Ze Luo directly raised his hands and concentrated his strongest defensive force directly above, forming a An invisible dome like a protective shield.
The next second, countless artillery shells and missiles tore through the thick fog, passed through the tree canopy, and rained down like heavy rain towards Ke Lan's location!
Continuous explosions sounded above everyone's heads. Fortunately, Ze Luo created a vacuum layer under the dome in time to isolate all sounds from the outside world. Otherwise, the eardrums of those in the team with a lower level of enhancement might have been directly damaged. It was shattered.
"What should we do now? Are we just going to keep moving forward with the indiscriminate bombardment above our heads?" Thirty-three asked Ke Lan loudly, "It's just a frigate and a high-mobility support ship. If we can't get supplies, Under the circumstances, even if the ammunition depot is full, this kind of firepower should not last long."
"I think so too, maybe we just need to survive these rounds of bombings." Yin Fan raised his head and looked at the purgatory-like scene above the dome, "Even if Kiriteng can repair the damaged parts on the battleship, it will It’s impossible to replenish ammunition for the battleship at any time, right?”
"No." Before Ke Lan spoke, the expressionless Ze Luo rejected the proposal first, "I checked the information Ke Lan brought back. In addition to live ammunition weapons, the high-mobility support ship also has four The firepower is not very strong and will not pose a threat to us. But the other 'Shaojiang-class' frigate is not an ordinary Shao. The Jiang-class frigate is a heavily modified 'Shaojiang Kai', with a unique special number SX-016.
"In order to meet the firepower requirements of that mission, this 'Shaojiang Kai' was even specially equipped with a plasma cannon that is now only equipped with cruiser-class battleships. Although this plasma cannon is only a trial model, although this The gun was probably damaged and unusable... but—"
The Sanwu girl who spoke for a long time took a breath and continued: "As long as that prototype plasma cannon can still fire, you will definitely die - I can't block the gray fog at the same time. Level energy attack. The energy attached to the ultra-high temperature plasma is enough to tear apart the space barrier."
She didn't say "we" because even if Ze Luo was directly hit by a plasma cannon, she would not die... But the same could not be said for others. Even if they were just hit by the aftermath of the plasma explosion, their whole body would be destroyed instantly. Vaporize.
Previously, the Starfire bombarded the fusion body with only the minimum power of the plasma cannon, but even so, the entire block was completely destroyed in an instant, and now... if the "Shao" hanging above Ke Lan and the others "Jiang Gai"'s plasma cannon can fire, so it must not adjust the output power to the minimum.
Moreover, the target of the Spark was the fusion body. Ze Luo and Ke Lan only had to withstand the aftermath of the bombardment at that time... But now, the "Shaojiang Kai" has locked the entire exploration team.
Under the bombardment of the maximum power plasma cannon, all Ze Luo could do was protect himself.
"The problem is that we can't run away even if we want to! The plasma cannon... even the trial plasma cannon has a range of dozens of kilometers, which is enough to hit from the core of the gray fog forest to the edge area beyond the red line. What we can do "Yes, I'm afraid I can only pray that the cannon has been completely damaged and cannot be used..." Thirty-three said angrily.
"Even if the plasma cannon cannot fire, the battleship still has one move to break through the dome." Ke Lan's mind couldn't help flashing back to when the "Kirin" hit the Leviathan and when he controlled the "Aguna Kotor" to crush the prophet's substitute. He said in a deep voice, "The opponent can completely choose to use the ship's hull for physical collision. Regardless of whether the energy shield generator on the battleship can still operate normally, such a large mass of the ship's hull should not be stopped by the space barrier. Do you live there?"
"I can't stop it," Ze Luo said frankly.
"Then we can't run away, can't stop us, are we waiting to die?" Thirty-three looked around at the surrounding situation, "It really doesn't work, we split up and run. There are only two battleships in total, but we have seven. Personally, it’s impossible for it to chase seven directions at the same time, right? Only one of them can survive!”
"The warship doesn't need to be pursued at all. As long as it leaves Ze Luo's protection range, a single cannonball can blow away our ashes... What's more, running away separately in the gray fog forest... Isn't this exactly what it is?" Is this the situation that the will of the forest wants to see?" Ke Lan said.
"Then we have to do something, right?" Thirty-three glanced at Ke Lan, vaguely feeling that the young man in front of him, who was nearly twenty years younger than himself, seemed to have thought of a countermeasure, "Do nothing and just stand there. Waiting for death is not your style."
"Offense is the best defense." Ke Lan showed a somewhat crazy smile on his face, "Since the indigenous creatures in the gray mist forest can shoot down these two battleships once, then we can shoot them down a second time."
"Shoot down the battleship?!" Thirty-three was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "It's crazy enough, but I like this proposal!"
"What did you say?" Mo Jue on the side was dumbfounded, "Then... those are battleships! And we can't even see them now, so how are we going to shoot them down?"
"Just jump up." Ke Lan turned to Ze Luo and said, "Ze Luo, your priority is to defend yourself from the artillery fire above your head. In addition, use part of your strength to push the blasphemer off the ground."
After saying that, Ke Lan ran for a short distance and then jumped onto the top of the Blasphemer mecha. He grabbed the two pull tabs on the external armor specially designed for people to climb on, and patted the cockpit under his feet. : "When Huize Luo lifts the body to the highest point, he directly turns on the anti-gravity device and the thrust force to the maximum, and tries to see if he can break out of the area shrouded in thick fog. The first time is mainly for reconnaissance. Wait until the target is locked before attacking."
"Understood." Valentina nodded and closed her eyes.
"When this round of bombing is over, I will push you up." Ze Luo's voice directly reached the ears of Ke Lan and Valentina, "I have studied the firepower configuration of these two battleships. You have sixteen seconds."
"Okay, Ze Luo will control all the timing of the jump." Ke Lan nodded and grabbed the pull ring's hand with a little more strength.
Valentina took a deep breath and completely integrated her senses with the Blasphemer mecha.
"Now, get ready!" Zeluo's voice sounded in Valentina's ears again.
Although her eyes were closed, the surrounding scenes were all transmitted to her brain through the fleshy tentacles directly connected to the nerve center. She could clearly "see" the beginning of the space under the feet of the Blasphemer Mecha. Changes occurred, and the space first collapsed slightly, and then rebounded violently, like a trampoline, throwing the blasphemer into the air.
This effect is somewhat similar to the "gravity slingshot" often used in interstellar navigation.
The height of the foggy tree crown at this depth is about two hundred meters. The thrust provided by Ze Luo to the Blasphemer mecha can only eject the body to a height of about one hundred and fifty meters. When the ascent speed begins to approach zero, The Blasphemer mecha's own thrusters and the additional rocket thrusters installed on the external armor simultaneously ejected dozens of meters of tail flame, forcing the body to climb again.
This is a typical example of how powerful it is. The Blasphemer mecha, which is equipped with a large amount of external armor and equipment, has no aerodynamics at all, but the terrifying output of more than a dozen thruster nozzles coupled with the anti-gravity device With the blessing of , the rising speed of the entire machine suddenly increased by several steps, and it crashed into the tree canopy in the blink of an eye.
Valentina raised the heavy armor-piercing sword high above her head. The energy shield on the sword directly evaporated all the branches, leaves and vines blocking the ascending path, and forcibly opened a passage in the light-tight canopy.
After nearly ten seconds of enduring the heat that could roast a person, Ke Lan finally felt that the surroundings suddenly became brighter - the Blasphemer mecha finally passed through the tree canopy and the dense fog layer above the tree canopy, and jumped into In the air directly above the gray fog forest.
The sky is still covered by lead-gray clouds, and the sunlight projected through the clouds onto Alpha Star seems lifeless... But compared to the dark and depressing forest, the scene here still makes Ke Lan feel... A feeling of enlightenment.
This scene was like the hero and heroine in "The Matrix" flying a plane through the clouds covering the entire earth in the "real world" and seeing the real sun for the first time in their lives... Suddenly, Ke Lan felt like he was It was as if he had been trapped in the cage-like forest below for decades.
"Our current height is 440 meters, 125 meters from the top of the tree canopy, and 30 meters from the thick fog layer." Valentina reported the data collected by the blasphemer to Ke Lan.
And above their heads, nearly a kilometer in the air, two battleships, one large and one small, were floating there quietly - just like those Walker mechas, the battleships were also covered with thick vines. The hull of the "Shaojiang modified" frigate had even been broken into two parts, but now it was forcibly connected by these vines!
Thousands of vines hang down from the bottom of the battleship, all the way into the thick fog... Needless to say, these vines are the "organs" connecting the two battleships to the entire gray fog forest, just like babies. Same as the umbilical cord between mother.
Ke Lan activated the time stop and carefully looked at the "Shaojiang modified" frigate. He noticed that a huge hatch had been opened in the belly of the frigate, and a stubby gun muzzle protruded from the hatch, aiming at the place where everyone was gathering directly below.
This trial plasma cannon has many damages on its body, but these damages seem to be only "skin injuries" and do not affect the main structure of the plasma cannon.
Ke Lan also saw that one-third of the charging array indicator lights on the base of the cannon body had lit up with a faint blue light, which indicated that the plasma cannon had begun to charge - wait until the entire circle of indicator lights had turned on. After it lights up, the plasma cannon is fully charged and ready to shoot at any time.
"Fortunately, I didn't choose to take a gamble... If it had been delayed for another two minutes, it is estimated that a ball of millions of degrees Celsius plasma would have fallen directly."
Because it is a trial plasma cannon, its charging speed is much slower than those currently officially installed on the Ark Fleet. If we count from the beginning of the bombing, almost a minute has passed, and the charging progress is three One-tenth - that is to say, the rate of fire of this trial plasma cannon should be one shot every three minutes.
"Three solutions - first, attack the battleship body directly. The Blasphemer's small plasma cannon charges quickly and can penetrate the battleship armor, but if the energy shield is used, the attack effect may not be satisfactory. Second, attack the plasma cannon. The muzzle can detonate the charging mechanism in advance, but if the incompletely heated hydrogen ion residue falls into the forest, it will still be a disaster. Third, attacking those 'umbilical vines' may be able to cut off the connection between the battleship and the gray fog forest The contact caused it to get out of control.”
Just when Ke Lan was struggling with which attack plan to choose, he suddenly noticed that the dense fog within a few kilometers around him seemed to be violently surging, as if something was about to come out at any time.
"It's those flying indigenous creatures! The flying indigenous creatures that shot down these two warships for the first time! Now that the height of the Blasphemer mecha has surpassed the tree canopy, it has naturally entered their attack range!"
Ke Lan was suddenly startled, released the time stop, and shouted to Valentina: "Get down quickly, we can't stay in the air for too long!"
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Department, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
