No one can have any hesitation or pretentiousness on the battlefield. This is Han Qingyu's rule, which is the iron law of sharp streams.
And they themselves have always done this, ever since the bloody battle in the Burma Canyon many years ago.
And the inner essence of such an iron law is actually trust, absolute belief. Believe that your comrade can do it, so you must complete your share well so that his efforts will not be wasted in the end; I believe that even if he cannot do it in the end, he will be even more unwilling because he will bring any unnecessary drag. and sacrifice.
CA117 drew an undulating arc and began to turn right and pull up.
According to the speed of the source energy spacecraft and the estimated time, it will leave low altitude within 1.5 seconds, an altitude where Han Qingyu and Pegmont can board the ship. At the same time, the time it will continue to stay in this area will not exceed 3 seconds. Second.
The situation at this moment:
At least more than a hundred Red Shoulders on the ground have reacted, leading more than two thousand black armors and blue-tinted spikes on the periphery, and began to take action, preparing to attack air targets through pillar swords.
CA117 hesitated for a moment and then died.
The Pegmont man is still in the air, but due to the continuous obstruction from the ground, his body has lost the kinetic energy to continue moving forward and rising.
He withdrew his gaze from CA117, prepared to fight, prepared to jump back, fall to Han Qingyu's position, and fight side by side with this bastard he had been annoying for many years.
Han Qingyu was trapped in a dense group of big peaks, fighting and exhausted. It seemed that there was no possibility of quickly breaking through the enemy formation of ten thousand soldiers.
The Dajian group was too numerous and too dense. They were crowded in a small fighting area. Not only the living Dajians were attacking him, but even their dead bodies were being intercepted. This gradually gave Han Qingyu no space to even swing his sword. No more plenty.
Today's rescue was much more difficult than expected, because one thing unexpectedly exceeded Han Qingyu's expectation. This thing was not that they entered the underground, but the change that happened to Pegmont after a year.
How should we describe this change? Han Qingyu asked himself this question when he was underground, and concluded that Pegmont had become more like a real human being.
This pink-haired monster, which had always seemed abnormal, became closer to a normal human being after fighting and surviving alone in a foreign land far away from its species for a year. He becomes no longer as blindly and illogically confident as he once was; he becomes fearful, even helpless, and unconsciously dependent and eager for help.
In this regard, it is difficult for Han Qingyu to question or be disappointed, because there has never been another individual in the entire human race who has personally experienced Pegmont's experiences and encounters over the past year, and because he has always been a human being. , otherwise he would not persist like this as a human being in loneliness and despair, fighting and waiting all the time.
However, this turned the originally planned "explosive charge of two hopeful stars side by side" into a situation where Han Qingyu had to bear more on his own...
"It seems we can't board the plane." Pegmont, who was leaping back in the air, grinned slightly, and there seemed to be a kind of relief after a long struggle in the rare smile.
While rising, he raised his sword with both hands to deflect the incoming pillar sword and spoke to Han Qingyu.
The words are in my heart, and I only have time to say the first syllable.
Below, Han Qingyu suddenly raised his head and said, "Grab it." As he spoke, a stream of blue light had already shot out from the large spikes on the ground, shooting diagonally upward towards the CA117 spacecraft in the distance.
Pegmont caught it because he had no time to think and did not think that he might not be able to catch the pillar sword.
The blue stream of light was like electricity, taking him towards the spacecraft quickly.
"What about you?" He suddenly wanted to say, wanting to look back, but in the world of source energy fighting, these were all actions that were too late.
Just listen, "Boom!"
Amidst the explosive bombardment, a circle of big spikes receded, and Han Qingyu's body straightly pulled up from the dense group of big spikes and appeared in the air.
Then there was a "whoosh", and the body was pulled by the pillar sword and followed quickly.
The human and the pillar swords pull each other. This is Han Qingyu's bug. Of course, there is also a need for support points and energy loss. Otherwise, wouldn't he be able to reach the sky with two pillar swords?
At this time, the height raised by CA117 has not yet reached the safe range.
Han Qingyu's blue light pillar sword led the two of them to fly towards it; at the same time, thousands of pillar swords below, especially more than a hundred blue light pillar swords from the red shoulder, were shooting towards CA117 like locusts...
In the end, success or failure seems to be within a hair's breadth.
"..." At the moment when action was needed, there was no time to speak, and Han Qingyu didn't speak either. He just glanced at Pegmont while raising the knife and turning around.
As a former master of the same level and with rich battlefield experience, Pegmont certainly understood. After understanding it, he immediately let go of the sword and turned around again.
At this moment, thousands of pillar swords shot out from below.
Han Qingyu turned around and swung his sword in the air, exploding with all his strength and slashing downwards.
Pegmont turned around and swung his sword in the air, bursting out with super power and slashing downwards.
"Buzz!" Two consecutive sounds, sounds of pure energy, overlapped into one sound.
No one knew Pegmont's mental activity at this moment, but the speed of his attacks kept up, and the effect of his slashes appeared almost flawlessly.
As humanity's two great hopes finally appeared, they joined forces to strike... In the air, two round plane energy barriers of almost the same size, shaped like mirrors, with solid flowing light quickly formed and overlapped each other.
"Tiantantantantantan..."
Under the mirror, thousands of large pointed swords were blocked.
After an instant stalemate, "Boom!" The solid energy exploded.
Thousands of pillar swords fell like rain.
At the same time, the figures of Han Qingyu and Pegmont vomited blood in the air and were shaken back. They shot up and fell into the torrent of source energy surging on the side of the CA117 spacecraft, and stopped.
The CA117 spacecraft finally completed its lift and flew away into the distance.
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Han Qingyu and Pegmont came back and returned to the cabin from outside the ship.
The crew members who were cheering for their ultimate battle together and their final victory on boarding the ship just a second ago, their applauding hands stopped in the air, and the cheers stopped in their throats. They just stood there in silence, looking at the two men in embarrassment. Without saying a word, he slowly walked to the source energy storage warehouse of the spacecraft, and sat down on the ground in the source energy pile, one on the left and the other on the right...
"This, what is this?"
Under the gaze of hundreds of dull eyes, the source energy block that was close to half a warehouse was like an iceberg melting rapidly under the scorching sun, "melting" like flowing water, and then disappeared on Han Qingyu and Pegmont.
"It seems pretty easy, right?" Pegmont said, leaning his head against the energy wall, as if he hadn't been that bad just now.
"Yeah." Han Qingyu nodded.
They are replenishing source energy, not from the metal box, but from the body. This is not difficult to understand, but the amount and speed of devouring are still shocking.
Moreover, the spacecraft's source energy reserve seems to have been "eaten". What should we do?
During the whole process, Yang Qingbai stayed quietly in front of the bridge. He did not celebrate or say hello. He focused on driving the spacecraft and continued to escape.
During this period, I tried to think about it again, but I still couldn't think of any possibility that I could survive today, so I stopped thinking about it.
At this point, the fact that Yang Qingbai, as the controller of CA117, cannot go back today is still only in his own mind.
He didn't say it, and he had no time to be moved or proud of himself.
He was just ready. After Qingzi and Pegmont recovered, he would calmly discuss with them how to find a suitable time and location for them to disembark first.
"Crack..." On the opposite side, there was the sound of the intercom being picked up.
"Innocent?" Han Qingyu's voice came. From the tone, he seemed to be ready to report that he was safe or something.
Yang Qingbai didn't have time to respond.
"By the way, I know where their traction field is." Pegmont said suddenly, seemingly excited, "How about we go kill it?"
The meaning of this sentence... It seems that he is suggesting: Now, just use a spaceship, and he and Han Qingyu will go directly to the traction field? !
Yang Qingbai was dumbfounded.
Even Han Qingyu seemed stunned for a moment and did not answer.
"How about it? Let's just do it like we just did." Pegmont spoke again, proving that Yang Qingbai and Han Qingyu's understanding was correct.
"What are you doing? They haven't finished gathering and setting up defenses yet, and they just came out in large numbers to surround and kill us."
Pegmont continued talking enthusiastically. At this moment, he was still a "half-haired Martian", but the blind, ignorant, and arrogant look in his eyes seemed to be quickly recovering.
"No! Of course I won't do it!" Without thinking or weighing, Yang Qingbai urgently denied it in his heart. This was too risky, too disturbing, and too unreasonable, so he could never agree.
Those two guys, they are the two great hopes for the future of mankind!
Just now, they almost got into an accident because of their impulsiveness, and they finally came back... The future of mankind rests on their shoulders.
This time, the instructions given by Azure's top management in private were that once the battle was defeated, even if the entire expeditionary force was sacrificed, efforts should be made to save them...
However, "Why not?" came Han Qingyu's voice from the intercom, neither salty nor cool, neither urgent nor slow.
He decided to do it, not impulsively, but after careful consideration.
It has always been like this, the more dangerous the thing, the more difficult and unreasonable the logic, the more Han Qingyu likes and is accustomed to using this "dead fish" tone to make the final decision, which cannot be changed.
"..." Yang Qingbai hesitated for a second of pain and helplessness.
In this case, is there really hope for the future of mankind?
Forget it, if you're tired, just do it.
They can go wherever they want, I'm just a driver anyway.
