Apocalyptic Black Technology System

Chapter 67 Battle (1)

April 11. 13 o'clock.

Thick clouds are spreading in the sky, covering the entire northeastern land gloomyly.

Li Ji thought that one day he would return to his hometown, but he never thought it would be so soon, and in such a situation.

He is in the center of Zherim League City, and in the direction of Kyoto, tens of thousands of reinforcements are approaching his position.

Six turbolaser cannons are set up here, and the 13,000 people he brought have also been deployed, and... have also been discovered by the Proxima Centauri dodecahedral cone-shaped spacecraft.

The reinforcements have not arrived yet, but in the far sky, a little light has begun to dance under the gloomy clouds.

Li Ji withdrew his gaze, walked back to the simple command post behind him, and his adjutant immediately reported the latest situation: "In the front direction, there are seventeen Proxima dodecahedral conical spaceships approaching me. Mumeng City is close, and the three groups of reinforcements supporting us total 70,000 people. The nearest is the South African Armored Mixed Division composed of 27,000 infantry led by South African general Han Kewo, 27 kilometers away from us, and the other two The unit is Ma Xinghua's new armored division and Chen Guang's infantry division. They are in two directions, 53 kilometers and 77 kilometers away from us.

"At present, it is predicted that seventeen Proxima Centauri dodecahedron-shaped spacecraft will enter our attack zone in half a minute at the latest."

"Get the turbolaser ready to fire." Li Ji issued an order, "Have all the troops arrived at the designated location? Is the communication still smooth?"

"Communications are in good condition. All our troops have arrived at the designated combat positions and are ready to go into battle at any time."

"Okay. Then take advantage of this half a minute and let me say a few words."

Li Ji took the communication device and said slowly to his own troops: "I am Li Ji, the commander-in-chief of Zhelimu League City, seventeen Proxima spacecraft will enter our range in less than 30 seconds, so, To make a long story short, why we are here today, I think the officers at all levels have already made it clear that our purpose in this battle is to attract the attention of the Proxima fleet and drain the combat power of the Proxima spaceships, but we only have flesh and blood. In front of the Proxima spacecraft, our armor is no different from paper. Therefore, whether we win or lose, we will pay the heaviest price. However, if we succeed, the earth will survive. If we fail, The whole planet will be buried with us, and that will be the consequence of genocide.

"Therefore, there is nothing to say, please fight me bloody to the death!"

After saying these words, earth-shattering bangs came from every corner of the city, and the earth trembled.

That was the heavy-duty turbo laser cannon erected in the city screaming and roaring.

Ye Qijun, who was standing in the corner of the city, stood on the top of a certain building and witnessed that scene with his own eyes. Six blazing rays of light rose slowly in the urban area of ​​Zhelimu League, like six meteors piercing the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. the far end.

On the other side of the sky, a heavier roar was coming from afar.

Seventeen more blazing rays of light responded to the human strike.

That's the laser beam of the Proxima dodecahedral cone-shaped spacecraft.

Terrifying rays shot through the city vertically and horizontally, the high-rise buildings were melted in the middle, and the roads in the city were lifted up and melted into a river-like fluid, flowing in high temperature and billowing steam.

One of the six turbolaser cannons was shot through the front, and thick smoke rose from the far end of the city with a loud noise.

And the remaining five turbolasers fired again.

Once again Proxima Centauri's dodecahedral cone-shaped ship fired from afar.

The first confrontation was boring.

Under the huge gap, it is possible to shoot against each other.

Zhelimu League is boiling.

Twenty-first seconds after the seventeen spacecraft of Proxima Centauri entered the range, they appeared in the field of vision visible to the naked eye.

In Ye Qijun's pupils, the bright starlight turned into a real spaceship.

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same moment.

According to Zhelimu League, it is 25 kilometers away.

The burly black South African general Han Kewo faintly heard the roar in the distance. He leaned out half of his body from the infantry chariot, and stared at the far end of the northeast plain with a telescope.

Unfortunately, it was too far away for him to see anything.

But he still stared at it for a long time before retracting his body. His adjutant said: "Your Excellency, the Zhelimu League has already exchanged fire with the Proxima Centauri spacecraft, which is at least half an hour earlier than expected."

"Yeah." Hankwo nodded lightly and said, "How long will it take for us to arrive at the designated location?"

"According to our original schedule, at least 50 minutes, but now...according to the new situation on the battlefield, after the rear allows us to speed up, we will arrive at the designated position in 20 minutes at the fastest..."

"Everything is going according to plan." Han Kewo said, "Major General Li is a warrior, and we will not back down."

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At the same time, Ma Xinghua's troops were still galloping across the northeast land.

This scene reminded him of the previous scene of the Sky Brood War. At that time, he represented the Xinjing military to maintain the "anchor" of the Xinjing fleet between the four-dimensional trap and the three-dimensional world. On the road, with your own troops, march forward with one goal.

He was proud of winning that battle.

Although he had no chance to fight side by side with the Xinjing Fleet due to camp reasons, but today, he once again fought side by side with the Xinjing Fleet, and once again participated in a battle that will surely be recorded in the annals of human history, although this time he He appeared on the stage as an important cannon fodder. Although this time he could not fight side by side with the commander of the Xinjing Fleet whom he admired, he was still full of pride.

But at this moment, the situation has changed. The Proxima Centauri spacecraft launched an attack much earlier than expected. They must arrive at the designated location as soon as possible, otherwise, Li Ji's sacrifice will be in vain.

In fact, the Zhelimu League is just a corner of the battle.

And farther away, on this piece of land, more huge troops are being broken into pieces, from a team of hundreds or thousands of people to a large army of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, crossing the northeast land , turning into torrents moving closer to the position where the "wedge" of Proxima Centauri occupies.

Even, in the direction of the Russian Federation, a large army of 120,000 people has been crossing the battlefield, galloping across the land of Mongolia and Inner Mongolia.

If you look down from the sky, at this moment, the troops on the ground in eastern Mongolia and Liao Province are surging like rivers, as if the entire map has come to life.

This is an incredible miracle. Under such a global situation, more than 800,000 modern troops are gathering here in a short period of time.

This is the last power in Asia, the Russian Federation, and South Africa.

This will be the last coalition of human beings in the Eastern Hemisphere.

And this battle has just begun.

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