Ronin hit the head with a knife. Although the other old pilots were chatting, their hands did not stop.
For a time, all the Ion Pioneer-class Titans were at the front, but the vortex shields were not activated.
Even though the bullets rained down on them.
The Ion Pilot did not look at the slowly declining health bar at the bottom of the display screen, but looked intently at the front of the field of vision, with a smile that had not dissipated from the chat and spanking just now.
At this moment, there was no sound in their chat channel, and all the pilots entered a state of concentration in a tacit understanding.
Inside the Ion Titan standing at the front of the road between buildings, the Ion Pilot was counting silently in his heart.
2…
1!
The bright blue divergent particles dispersed rapidly from the palm of Titan's hand that was suddenly raised facing forward.
Blue, in this world full of technology trees, is the color that various technological items like to set.
But at this time, in this salute filled with flickering smoke and fire, the original projections in the sky had been destroyed, leaving only one or two broken and lonely ones floating in the sky. In just 5 minutes, the salute was here. Fires broke out.
The ic Titans were not accurately air-dropped on the road between buildings. Some ic Titans fell directly into the buildings, crushing dozens of students to death, causing electronic equipment in the buildings to become disordered, and generally causing fires. The possibility is not high.
But there are so many IC Titans that they can't stand it. In a few minutes, hundreds of IC Titans have begun to exceed a thousand. With such a huge base, fires will naturally break out.
Fire connected with fire, fire helped fire, and turned into a big fire. The red light reflected on the sky filled with smoke that had been airdropped by the Rebel Vanguard Titan.
These students were very unwilling at the moment. Who among the top pilot universities like this is capable of performing rituals?
Who would be willing to die so inexplicably?
It is this kind of thought that quickly spreads fear and makes students run away like crazy.
Of course, there are those who flee and those who fight.
But it’s true that there are no anti-Titan weapons in the school, so just rely on those rifles in the shooting range?
Those are indeed mainstream weapons on the real battlefield, but here,
This is a war that belongs to the Titans alone. It has been 5 minutes and no ic team has appeared, including ic pilot.
Only racks of Titans spray-painted with ic prints appeared.
It is impossible to determine whether it is an ic or not. It may be a frame-up, or it may really be an ic.
"Everyone."
In the command room, the commander-in-chief of the resistance army Qianxing crossed his arms, stared seriously at the screen projection in front of him, and said slowly.
"Are these really IC Titans?"
In front of the conference room, there were several panting people sitting in front of the conference room. They were wearing military uniforms and looked like they had just finished exercising.
On the conference table, not every chair was filled with people. They were arranged in rows. Only the first few people were real people, and the others were holographic projections, real-time projections.
Most of the big guys couldn't arrive in time because of the sudden incident, but this meeting was very important for this raid and they had to attend.
"But there is one thing that can lead to a conclusion," a projection said. It was a man with a ponytail and plain clothes. After speaking, the man looked to the side.
The person next to me understood and spoke next.
"If it is based on the clue that it is ic Titan, then it is certain that there has definitely been a change within ic."
All the big guys: ""
Really? Everyone would believe this common reasoning conclusion, but it was said by you two.
"No, I don't want you to see it." The projection in front switched to a picture.
It is a high-definition picture, which was taken at Xingli University.
When some people at the conference table saw the clarity of the picture, their expressions did not change, their pupils did shrink a bit, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.
how come
The commander-in-chief was also shocked. He glanced at one of the projections and was speechless.
After the man zoomed in specifically, the ic letters spray-painted on the Titan's middle torso in the picture were displayed in front of everyone.
"What does this mean?" The commander glanced at the others and then looked at the man in plain clothes and asked.
"Looking at this picture alone, you may think it's nothing. I'll put another one together for you to compare."
Another picture appeared on the screen, which was the ic Titan mid-body spray paint taken not long ago.
Putting the two pictures together, the big guys were confused for a moment, but a few understood it and their expressions changed slightly.
Zoomed in again.
After zooming in, the man in plain clothes glanced at a projection.
Now you guys can see clearly.
His face changed drastically.
I saw a line of small words under the ic. In the picture I took not long ago, the small words under the ic showed the border.
As for the picture taken just now while saluting, what is written underneath is
【core】
The news was so shocking that the conference table instantly erupted in excitement. All the major generals, lieutenant generals, and directors of the resistance army seemed to have lost their usual self-control and started swearing one after another.
"Fuck!"
"Isn't it cut off?"
"Grass!"
"Lao Wan! Aren't you in charge of cutting off the project?! What the hell is wrong with you?!"
In a word, everyone looked at one of the projections.
The projection looked at the two core words in the picture in horror.
core
core galaxy
The real main force of ic group
Various thoughts derived from the association of the word "core" instantly filled the mind of the lieutenant general in charge of the "cut off" project.
The lieutenant general ignored the questions from other generals and division chiefs, but looked to the side with a horrified expression.
The lieutenant general looked at the young man standing next to him, who looked confused.
"Dad? What's wrong with you?"
The information was so shocking that the lieutenant general couldn't even believe the idea in his mind.
When he took over the project, he actually handed it over to his son to take charge. He would not participate in the decision-making of major projects after he was over fifty. This was an internal rule of the Resistance Army and a rule established by the founder of the Resistance Army.
When you are over fifty, your brain is definitely not as flexible as when you were young, and you may even be a little stubborn. This is common sense.
The founder of the resistance army knew very well how many "dead" decisions some warlords had made in the hands of those who were unwilling to let go of power even though they were old enough to enjoy their old age.
Hence the creation of rules.
At that time, when this project came out, the lieutenant general was already 45 years old. Until now, he is only 49 years old and not over 50 years old.
But when he saw the project at the time, he could clearly feel that he couldn't afford it.
He can only hand it over to his son.
This matter is known and tacitly approved by the senior leaders of the resistance. This is not shameful, and it is better.
Because his son is the most stable person among the young generation of the resistance, he can take on this project and make decisions calmly.
It was not handed over directly to the lieutenant general's son, just because the lieutenant general's power and reputation in the resistance army were very high at that time.
but
What's going on with the two core words in the picture now?
The lieutenant general looked at his son in horror and opened his mouth, but did not speak. He just asked his son to come over.
The son was confused.
Doesn’t his father usually not let him watch it when he attends meetings?
The moment I look at the photo.
Doubt, horror, disbelief, and fear were all complex emotions that instantly occupied his mind.
The son stood up suddenly and looked at the photo.
He shook his head and calmed down instantly.
"It's not me. If it were me, I wouldn't be standing here at all. I would have escaped from the rebel control of the star field before IC's attack started. It's not my people either. I know the people under me very well. Six generations of innocence.”
"I will hand over the authority next time to the commander-in-chief for verification. Please listen to me first." The pupils of the lieutenant general's son kept trembling.
"It's not me. We can quickly verify it in a short time. But please think about it. If it wasn't me, how could the ic travel here? I have done the best in cutting off the project. If the ic can travel through it, what does that mean? I believe you all." You know that too."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of some projections suddenly changed.
"I hope everyone, after verifying that I have not betrayed the resistance, will not be stingy with the technology hidden in your hands."
"The raid on the core galaxy means that ic has never thought of communicating with us. Of course you can try to communicate again, but there is no doubt that this time it will be absolute."
"It can be considered the beginning of the end of the war."
ps: It seems possible
Going to the main line?
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