Alien Relic Hunter

Just when Yeager's plane was less than a hundred meters away from the Fallen Angel mass-produced mecha and was about to collide with it in the next moment, Yeager pulled the ejection lever of the cockpit.

Under the dual push of preloaded explosives and jet thrusters, the seat under Yeager and his whole body were instantly ejected from the cockpit. He lowered his head and looked down - what he originally wanted to see was this The mysterious mecha that killed Hans was crashed by his own plane, but just when the Raven-class machine's nose was about to hit the mecha, the armor-piercing sword originally thrown by the opponent was in mid-air. It flew back in a circle and penetrated the Raven-class fuselage from bottom to top.

If Yeager hadn't ejected from the cabin, he would have been turned into a piece of scrap metal by now.

The Raven-class fighter jet did not directly hit the Fallen Angel mecha, but exploded two meters away from the Fallen Angel!

A faint light curtain lit up on the surface of the Fallen Angel mecha. With the recoil of the explosion, it suddenly opened a distance of several hundred meters. After catching the flying armor-piercing sword, it turned around and struck down another one. A Veyron-class fighter jet rushed over to support.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Yeager yelled angrily. He knew that this kind of mecha must be equipped with an energy shield, so it is difficult to cause substantial damage to it by long-range attack methods of fighter jets. The only way to do this is to The way to kill the opponent is to crash into it, rely on the fighter's own mass and volume to forcefully penetrate the shield, and die together with the opponent!

But his plane was detonated in advance by the armor-piercing sword flying back. Although the explosion at this distance was very lethal, it could not break the energy shield - the individual mass of the sputtered metal fragments was too small. , the surface layer of the energy shield was already vaporized as soon as it came into contact with it, making it impossible to penetrate the shield. As for the shock wave, not only can it not cause damage to the body, but it can also provide the opponent with the power to perform emergency maneuvers in the air...

It sucks, everything sucks.

Yeager pounded the armrest of the ejection seat hard, roared and cried loudly... However, now he was just incompetent and furious - after losing his landline, he could no longer help Hans avenge, so he Even whether he can survive the next battlefield is still unknown.

Even if this mysterious black fleet abides by the rules on the battlefield and will not fire on pilots who have parachuted, in this airspace full of stray bullets, explosions and fragments, there is almost no safe corner. Before ejecting, Yeager had already seen several parachuting pilots being caught in the aftermath of the explosion, leaving no trace of their bodies.

The most correct operation at this time is to adjust the nozzle of the ejection seat, accelerate the descent, leave the combat airspace as soon as possible, and then open the parachute... But Yeager seemed to have lost the desire to survive. After shouting that he was tired, his eyes closed. He leaned on the back of the chair listlessly, without performing any operations, and let the ejection seat take him to the ground in a free fall.

But strangely enough, the shells, lasers and even plasma blasts that came back and forth on the battlefield seemed to have eyes, and they all bypassed this man who had lost his will to live. Yeager left unscathed. Enter the combat airspace until the height sensing device of the seat senses that it is about to reach the minimum parachute opening height, and automatically releases the parachute.

It wasn't until the landline landed on the solid ground and the inflated airbag completely enveloped Yeager that he came back to his senses.

After the filling gas in the airbag was slowly released, Yeager unbuckled his seat belt, stood up in a daze, raised his head, and looked at the two fleets still engaged in a fierce battle in the sky.

From time to time, fighter jets or mechas will be shot down, but these downed vehicles have no chance to fall to the ground intact. They either disintegrate on the spot, or are torn to pieces by the aftermath of various explosions, and finally fall down. There are only scattered fragments of debris that are still burning.

Yeager was able to successfully cross the combat zone and land on the ground, which was indeed a blessing - he looked around, but he did not see any other parachuting pilots on the ground who had successfully landed except himself.

"Where did this fleet come from?" Yeger wiped the dust on his face and murmured, "It has been more than ten minutes, why haven't the reinforcements arrived yet? "

The station of Fleet Zero, the airspace where Yagunaktor is parked, is not far from the Ark. When Yeager flies a fighter jet on daily patrols, if the clouds are thinner, the huge Ark in the distance can be seen completely - the Ark and Yagunaktor, the two are always watching each other. layout, no matter which side is attacked, the other side can immediately support it.

But now, it has been half an hour since the fighting broke out, but not even a single reinforcement has arrived.

In half an hour, Yeager was able to fly his plane back and forth between Ark and Fleet Zero - not to mention the Guards Fleet stationed over Ark, even a reconnaissance plane He didn't even see it.

Although the external communications of Fleet Zero have been blocked, there is no need to communicate at all in this case. The battle situation here can be discovered by visual inspection alone - if this is the case, then why haven't reinforcements come yet? !

Was it intercepted by associates of the Black Fleet? Or is it that Ark is also in a tough fight?

Thinking of this possibility, Yeager couldn't help but trembled - when he was fighting just now, he had focused all his attention on the black fleet and did not pay attention to the situation in the direction of the Ark. But now, on the ground But he had lost the broad view from the heights.

If Ark is also in crisis at this time...

He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

…

Over Noah's Ark, N47 airspace, Guards Fleet.

Behind the porthole of a high-speed support ship, seven or eight heads were crowded. Two of them held telescopes in their hands and stared intently at the direction of the N45 airspace. Several others asked various questions beside them. ——

"How is the situation now? Is the fighting still going on?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? The strength of Fleet Zero is not weak. Even if part of its combat power has been diverted away recently, it is still there!"

"To be honest, I always feel that the order issued by the superior this time is very strange. If Fleet Zero is going to rebel, why not just send agents from the Security Bureau to kill the officer who is leading the rebellion? I don't believe it. Without the leader People, the people below still dare to continue to rebel... There is no need to send a fleet to fight, right? Even if the battle can be won, the losses for both sides will not be small. So many precious resources have been wasted, and now it is difficult At this time, the person above must have been kicked in the head by a donkey——"

"You should stop saying a few damn words, I won't be able to hold you back to death." An officer with a lieutenant's collar badge on the side poked the soldier who spoke freely with his elbow, "The order from above is down, Qi Zhao Just do it, if you tell us to stand still, then we won’t move - the person sent to charge into the battle is not you, so why are you worrying so much?"

"Okay, okay...but Lieutenant, aren't you curious about the origin of that mysterious black fleet? I have never heard of such a fleet in the Ark's battle sequence before." The soldier asked again. .

"There are a lot of things you haven't heard of." Although the lieutenant himself was very curious, he still had to put on airs in front of his subordinates. "Okay, don't gather here to watch the fun. It's time to Just go ahead and do whatever you want."

"Lieutenant, you forgot, today's patrol mission has been cancelled, brothers, there is nothing to do now." A corporal holding a telescope said, "Wait a minute... wait a minute, guess what I saw? !”

"What?" When he said this, not to mention the soldiers who didn't have binoculars, even the curiosity of the lieutenant was aroused.

"Fallen Angel mass-produced models! That black fleet is actually equipped with Fallen Angel mass-produced models, and there are quite a lot of them!" Another sergeant holding a telescope said in a deep voice, "Damn it, that thing is not directly under the command of the superiors. How could it be assigned to this mysterious fleet that appeared from nowhere?"

After hearing the name of the Fallen Angel mecha, the surrounding soldiers suddenly shouted. Although the Guards Fleet also did not participate in the battle at the ruins of the Ancient Bronze City, there were several followers on this battleship. Soldiers retreating from the front line. The troops to which these soldiers originally belonged were completely wiped out in the battle, and their troop numbers were also directly cancelled. The military simply placed them in the Guards Fleet and incorporated them into the Marine Corps on this high-speed support ship.

Regarding the mass-produced Fallen Angel that performed amazingly in the Battle of the Ancient Copper City Ruins, these people chatted a lot after dinner, so much so that the two soldiers immediately recognized the Fallen Angel mecha for the first time they "witnessed it with their own eyes". out.

"What's so surprising? In my opinion, this fleet is directly under the command of the superiors, that's why you haven't even heard of it." The lieutenant said, "Maybe it is built on an island in the middle sea. There is a secret shipyard, all of which are equipped with equipment using Alpha civilization technology... It’s just that because of our level, we are not qualified to know about it.”

"Even the Fallen Angel mechas have participated in the battle... This time, they really spent a lot of money." The corporal holding the telescope said, "But this machine is really strong. It can kill the fighters of Fleet Zero just like melons and vegetables." It seems that the blockade that the opponent just organized was torn apart in three strokes, five divided by two... In other words, if we face this mysterious fleet, what are our chances of winning?"

After hearing this question, the lieutenant was stunned for a moment. It took him a while to react and kicked the corporal on the butt: "What nonsense are you talking about? Those are our friendly forces. How could we confront them." "

"Is this fleet... really our friendly forces?" As soon as the corporal put down his telescope, it was immediately snatched away by other soldiers. He touched his butt, turned around, and looked at the lieutenant with some worry. , "The order we received was just to stay put and not carry out any action including 'support'... But the order did not mention at all that that fleet is our friendly force, right?"

"Why don't you understand? How can you write such a clear order?" the lieutenant said angrily.

"But...just yesterday, Fleet Zero was still our friendly force, right?"

"This..." the lieutenant was speechless. He held it for a long time before he said hesitantly, "But... aren't they planning a rebellion? Since they want to rebel, they are our enemies..."

"Why did Fleet Zero rebel? There is no reason... Although the situation in Ark is a bit bad now, it is impossible for them to defeat the other fleets by themselves, nor can they survive alone on this planet. ! What's more, haven't the heretical sects been wiped out? Even if they want to rebel, there will be no force they can rely on, right?"

"Hey... you guy!" The lieutenant raised his hand in annoyance, but did not drop it, "What's the point of asking these things? When this matter is over, you will naturally know the reason... As for Now, I suggest you keep your mouth shut, it doesn’t matter if you talk nonsense, don’t cause trouble for others, do you understand?”

…

In the core area of ​​the Gray Mist Forest, the Tower of Babel.

Just when Ke Lan was confused to discern the authenticity of this message, a huge holographic projection appeared in front of him without warning. In the projection was the scene of the Black Fleet launching an attack on Fleet Zero.

"Where did this fleet... come from?"

There is nothing wrong with Fleet Zero and Yagunaktor in the image, but this black fleet, Ke Lan has no idea of ​​its origin.

As a member of the Undead Crew Association, Ke Lan naturally knows the number of troops Ark has. Perhaps elite squads like the mass-produced Fallen Angels will be hidden, but big guys like the Fleet are simply impossible to hide. It’s sustainable—the manpower and resources required to build an aircraft carrier battleship are astronomical. With the size of the Ark, this kind of data cannot be concealed. Not to mention Ke Lan, any investor who is relatively sensitive to the market can guess what big moves Ark has made recently based on the changes in the stock market.

Not to mention, after the Leviathan incident, although the Undead Crew Association has tried its best to block the news and control the price trend of energy crystals, many people still smelled anomalies and concluded that there was a large-scale energy somewhere. The crystal mining sites were exhausted or an unexpected conclusion occurred - but the articles or opinions published by these people were controlled, so the news did not spread further.

"This image can't be fake, right?" Thirty-three can naturally see the picture in the projection, "This is the Zero Fleet, yes, but which fleet is fighting them? I think these battleships are very obvious We built it, but in my impression, Ark has never had such an 'extra' fleet..."