Apocalyptic Dark Age

When Gao Feng and Kallea embraced each other warmly, Charles's fleet was approaching the grassland base. Countless aerial creatures flying from far away were entangled with the fleet, but they were rained down by the strange and sharp piercing sounds emitted by the invisible ships in the air. They fell down, and the remaining ones no longer approached the fleet, turned around and fled.

Looking at the escaping flying creatures, Charles felt a sense of pride in his heart. This is an emerging technology invented by the Supreme Research Institute. It can disrupt the biological frequency of flying creatures in the air so that they can no longer attack the fleet. Unfortunately, it was too late. If it had been earlier, After the invention, the third regiment can retain at least 80% of its combat effectiveness. Why is it so embarrassing now?

"Don't look at it. We are about to see that annoying guy. Have you thought about how to deal with him? The great disciple suffered such a big loss over there. He must be full of anger. Don't be careful if you don't get any benefits and get blamed. …….”

Athelin interrupted Charles' sigh. Judging from the don't mess with me expression on her face as she folded her arms, this girl was like a firecracker filled with gunpowder and could explode at any time. Charles looked at his daughter helplessly and said:

"You don't understand this. It's just because he lost face that he gave me enough benefits. Otherwise, how could I shut up? That bastard Bismarck is still waiting to fawn over the god's disciples, but no matter how much he tries to fawn over, it's better to pinch the god. There is an old saying in the East about pigtails, God’s will plays tricks on people..."

Charles' explanation made Athelin even more unhappy, but she couldn't refute it. Charles was teaching her something she didn't know before. She absolutely didn't want outsiders to know that a divine disciple was captured, otherwise it would become a stain. Charles held the secret of God. The disciple's little tail is why he is willing to spend the huge price of ten ships to trade with Peak. These costs do not need to be paid by Charles. The disciple will be responsible for the finishing touches, and Charles will get more benefits from the disciple. This is the exchange.

"Hmph, Chaos Needle has become so bad because of people like you. We, the resistance army, will definitely overthrow you morons..."

Athelin shouted in front of her father that she wanted to rebel. Not far away, the moderator officer on the bridge shifted his gaze at the same time and studied the materials and decorations around him. Charles was helpless towards his daughter and sighed and said:

"Don't trouble me. I won't object if you like that person, as long as he is a natural person, but the premise is that that person likes you and remains single. He does not meet either of the two conditions, even if I am afraid of pampering you again, It's impossible to agree, I'm afraid you won't agree. Ever since you were a child, your desire for exclusiveness has always been strong..."

Charles' words that were half advice and half explanation made Athelin's face turn as red as a shrimp in a steamer. She wanted to refute, but there was no excuse or reason. Even though she had a domineering personality, she was still a woman and kept her head down. He stopped talking and just scratched the ground with his toes, still looking very unwilling.

"Don't think too much. Since the disciple of God agreed to my surrender, we will go home soon. The chaos here will have nothing to do with us from now on. Just prepare yourself..."

Pretending not to see his daughter's reluctance, Charles leaned back in his chair with a hint of relaxation, and went to get cigars out of habit. When he saw the empty drawers, he remembered that all his inventory had been raided by Gao Feng, and smiled wryly at The daughter said something about going home.

"Then...then don't want the benefits of energy nodes? Don't you always like to scrape the land? You even deducted the clone soldiers' rations, how can you be so generous?"

When she heard that she was going home, Athelin was reluctant to give up and exposed her father's scars again. Charles's face suddenly turned blue, but in front of him was his precious daughter, who was his only bloodline. Today, when natural people are disappearing day by day, bloodline's Continuity is a gift from God, so it is not an exaggeration to say that Aiseline is his God.

"This is a whirlpool. Many giants in the Chaos camp are staring at this place. When the time comes, the benefits will not come to us, but they will be used as cannon fodder. The energy nodes are not benefits, but bombs..."

After speaking, Charles leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to fall asleep, unwilling to speak any more. Athelin's face was gloomy and uncertain. After a while, she stomped her feet heavily, walked out of the bridge and returned to her bedroom, nodding to her like a bull. The black-haired adjutant knocked away.

The young and handsome adjutant watched in surprise as Aiseline left with an unhappy face. He rubbed his strong shoulder that had been hit and carefully walked into Charles' office. He saw Charles looking up at the lamp holder on the ceiling in a daze and coughing. A sound attracted the commander's attention.

"Your Excellency General, the base denies that the fleet will land for rest. It wants to make room for Army Group Center. Let us fly directly back to the starting base and prepare to accept the order to return to the headquarters of the Imperial Guards to destroy..."

The news reported by the adjutant is definitely not good. The fleet is now out of action and the remaining troops are defeated. They need to replenish supplies and fuel. If they are forced to leave, if there is an accident along the way, the entire army may be destroyed, let alone the second one. The aerial fortress of the Third Army is still down there. Once it leaves, it will fall into the hands of others.

Charles didn't seem to hear the bad news. He frowned and rummaged through the drawers, muttering: "I remember there were some cigars. Where were they hidden? Did Athelin give them to that guy?"

Charles' muttering made several black lines appear on the adjutant's forehead. He coughed heavily and said loudly:

"Your Majesty General, if you are asking about cigars, they should be in your emergency escape bag. There is also your favorite Marsa fruit wine in the bag..."

Before the adjutant could continue to complain, Charles jumped up, ran to the emergency escape cabin, opened the door, took out a human streamlined backpack, took out a box of beautifully packaged cigars, and put each in the open mouth of the backpack. There is a dazzling array of luxuries, but there is no ammunition, medicine, high-energy batteries and concentrated food necessary for escape. This shows Charles's character.

"Ahem, just do as they say. Only the devil is willing to stay in this place. He can leave just a minute earlier..."

Holding a cigar in his mouth, when the adjutant's patience was about to reach its limit, Charles said nonchalantly, making the adjutant take a deep breath and said in a rude tone:

"Your Excellency General, I think it is necessary for you to convene a meeting of all captains. This is an insult to our Third Legion. The Destruction Guards are the bodyguards of the God King. They treat us like this, which is an insult to the God King... ”

"Is face more important, or is life more important?"

Charles had no intention of continuing to listen, and directly interrupted the young adjutant's anger, leaving the rest of his words stuck in his throat. He looked up and saw an undetectable glint in his tired commander's eyes, and an idea flashed in his mind. , seemed to understand something.

"What kind of stuff are the Central Group Army? You know better than me. Will the noble soldiers who rarely fight a battle in their lives be stronger than us? The energy node is a piece of sweet chocolate, but not everyone can resolve the hidden poison. That The guy who deceived my daughter into falling in love, the information he got back is not as simple as it seems. As a future general that I am very optimistic about, you should have a more far-reaching vision. The war is left to the clones, but how to protect yourself still depends on the long term. The plan..."

When the adjutant heard the general's encouragement, he was immediately excited. He gave a fierce military salute, turned around and walked out the door. Without Charles's intervention, he could calm down the noisy captain below, and Charles watched the adjutant leave. The figure shook his head, he was still young after all, and he was led into the ditch with just a few words.

Pressing the control switch hidden on the desktop, all the walls of the office turned into a clear virtual display screen. In the distance of the dark red sky on the display screen, countless black warships were rushing towards this side. Army Group Center had more than a thousand warships. The majestic momentum makes people feel insignificant and frightened like a mountain. But in Charles's eyes, this huge fleet is destined to be destroyed. Kalea is so powerful, and the super radiation beast that drives Kallea out of the energy node should be What does it look like?

Two fleets crossed in the air. One fleet only had less than twenty ships, large and small, and the other was a full army of ten legions with thousands of warships. The internal channel was filled with gloating greetings from the central army. There was no comfort at all, and all the taunts of bastards and level 3 were transmitted to the communicator of Charles' fleet. Upon hearing these malicious greetings, Charles was not angry. He crossed his legs and smoked a cigar comfortably. Under his guidance, The captains of the Third Army also remained silent. In the depressing atmosphere, they finally broke away from the edge of the Central Army Group and flew into the distant sky.

"This is probably the last calm before the storm. I wonder if the Chaos Front still has the energy to intimidate all parties after losing the Central Group Army. There has been no news of the Chaos God King for thirty years, and even the disciples have begun to look for a way out. I don't know that this How long can the prosperity buried in explosives last? Maybe I should find a way out for Aiseline. It seems interesting to let a key member of the rebel army become the commander of the army, right?

There was only a half-inch long cigarette holder left on the cigar. Charles was in deep thought when he was awakened by the hot cigarette holder. He looked at the safe in the corner with deep eyes, which contained two tons of gifted purple gold fish scale ore and ten tons of associated energy crystals. These valuable materials are Charles' real confidence. With these, even if there is no spiritual disciple to protect him, why should he be afraid of anything?

When Charles looked away from the safe, the vast space on the virtual display screen was suddenly filled with dragons and lightning. Amidst the sound of thunder, thousands of water lines dropped from the obscure sky, and the heavy rain covered everything within sight. Shrouded in the sky, thick, long and twisting electric lights struck the shell of the flying battleship. The current on the shell was like a power grid. Under the guidance of the lightning rod, it was sucked into the battleship and stored in the high-energy battery. In the new round of rainy season, the fleet Disappeared in the mist of the sky.