Him and their stars

Although it is a gang-hopping, since it is an exercise, the contact method is still relatively gentle. When the Red Tiger was about to smash into the side of the blue ship, the director took over the control of the two ships remotely and brought the two ships close together, as if they were doing a side dance. .

Anne was subtly dissatisfied with desire, and said loudly on the channel: "Maybe I can cut her off at the waist."

yes! Therefore, the corner collision tactic during the space war period is indeed feasible to a certain extent. Yu Lian thought as he walked towards the hatch where the two parties were in contact.

"The impact of the red team was successful! The side of the blue team's B7 was severely damaged! The blue team's shield was completely destroyed!" Yu Lian's ears rang with the judgment of the exercise director.

This can be regarded as the director's job to make up for it.

Before we knew it, the entire crew had followed, except for a handful of pilots, maintenance and communications personnel. They all also know that this battle has reached the final decisive stage.

By the time Yu Lian arrived at the second cabin, more than a hundred people were already standing behind him. Everyone was armed with guns and ammunition and full of murderous intent. Although not everyone is wearing armor, at least everyone is in high morale.

Yu Lian was wearing gorgeous power armor painted with peonies, with a banner with the word "Yu" flying behind him. For a moment, he felt like a general who had died in a hundred battles. However, looking at the friends around him who seemed to be breathing fire from their nostrils, he still felt that he was leading people to a group fight, not a war. .

"Don't want this!" Yu Lian did not take the three-meter-long knife that was handed to him, but fiddled with two Z17 rifles and switched them to shotgun mode.

Mota, who had carried the big sword for Yu Lian, showed a disappointed expression, thinking that the captain hadn't called me by my name yet. Just when he was about to cry, Liuli who passed by said in a low voice: "Carry it." Keep up with me!"

Zhixia also nodded: "Even if you are with Mr. Guan, he won't be carrying the Yanyue Sword all the time. You need Zhou Cang to carry the sword!"

In the first tonnage on the ship, the super fat man Mota was very pleased with himself. He carried the machete happily and followed closely behind Yu Lian.

"Stormtroopers! Start the assault!" Kou Shan's voice came from Yu Lian's headset. He saw the connection between the two ships through the holographic screen. 40 of our own stormtroopers, each wearing a power skeleton, rushed toward the red side at the other end of the tunnel! The red and blue light flickered there, which seemed quite intense.

Kou Shan and his friends were indeed very organized. They did not rush over recklessly, but tried to suppress the blue team on the opposite side with firepower. However, after a fierce exchange of fire, there was not much progress.

Several classmates who used heavy firepower were even called out one by one by a guy opposite who had amazing shooting skills.

The opponent's archery expert is among them. Yu Lian thought, and immediately accelerated the pace of progress.

The battle has reached a stalemate. At this time, someone really needs to board first.

Then, he saw Gongsun Qing, the only one wearing a colorfully painted power skeleton, rushing into the cabin. She waved the sword in her hand, and all the energy bullets were easily deflected. She jumped into the crowd, swept her sword around, and hit seven or eight people's vital points in an instant.

They didn't wait to hear the "killed" news from the exercise, but the invisible psychic energy was already extended. For a while, they couldn't even stand up, and two even fainted on the spot.

The stormtroopers on the red side were a little panicked for a moment. Although they already knew that Gongsun Qing was a master, they did not expect that he would reach this level.

Simon Vayali was horrified by what he saw. He quickly took a few steps back and raised his rifle again. The eyes under the mask began to focus under the operation of extraordinary energy, and even had the effect of double pupils.

He silently raised his personal sniper cannon, adjusted the shooting mode, and then stepped back little by little. The sight and the psychic perception extended by his eagle eye began to merge silently, and began to capture the figure in the crowd who looked like a butterfly walking through flowers.

Wayali is now no more than twenty meters away from the opponent, and there are at least thirty comrades intercepting him. However, he knew that life or death was decided at this moment.

He didn't think that he, a "hunting star", would definitely die if the other party's swordsman closed the distance. So far, his most thrilling achievement, but one worthy of praise for the next century, was to kill a Lumina psyker in extremely complex terrain conditions. The opponent should be a "heavy infantry" with enough strength to break mountains, speed to cause strong winds, and a physique like steel. However, the bullet fired by Wayali penetrated the opponent's eye, penetrated into his brain, and completely crushed him into a ball of minced meat.

The place where the Rumina psyker fell dead was less than five meters away from him.

In terms of actual combat experience against psykers, Vayali is probably the second richest among everyone on the red and blue sides. What's more, he originally has the "Hunter Star" path with excellent perception. He could be sure that Gongsun Qing's physical strength should be far stronger than the Lumina psyker he met earlier.

However, this is not the reason why he will definitely lose to the opponent. He concentrated and held his breath, letting the enemy's aura sensed by his spiritual energy and the existence captured by the aiming instrument overlap everything.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a numbness in his right arm. He had lost all feeling from his wrist to his palm and his fingers. He couldn't even pull the small trigger.

Such a brief soreness can be fatal in such a battle. Wayali knew that he was cold. Sure enough, half a second later, before his hand even had time to regain consciousness, he was slapped in the face by Gongsun Qing's sword.

If he hadn't been wearing a helmet, and if Gongsun Qing had left his hands behind, Wayali must have been disfigured, right? Even so, he was still hit so hard that he staggered back a few steps, and then heard the news from the drill department that "you have been beheaded."

"Can you say he was killed! I am a sniper. It is acceptable to say that I was shot to death. But I can't accept it to be said to be beheaded!" Simon Vayali cursed loudly and put down the rifle in his hand. I put it down and found a corner to sit on, ready to take a nap.

He also consumes a lot of money. He used to be responsible for operating artillery, and now he has to come over to fight on land. Even a psychic can't survive this situation!

"Captain, Captain Venn, I, a highly skilled psychic, have come to take the lead. I have done everything I can! It's not that I don't work hard, it's because the master on the other side is too good. !”

Gongsun Qing, a master who was too high, was not satisfied just because he "killed" a psyker. She took a few steps forward and was already fighting with another master, Meng Jiao.

Both are masters of swordsmanship and psychics who prefer fighting, but one is a "Shura" and the other is a "Guardian". It stands to reason that the latter's physique and absolute strength are stronger than the former. However, as soon as they exchanged blows, Meng Jiao felt that his hands were weak and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hands.

He knew that even with absolute strength, he was no match for the delicate little girl opposite him.

She's at least one step above me! So, is he really a Sanhuan in his twenties? What an amazing talent!

Meng Jiao gritted his teeth, unfolded the sword force of the Vast Sea Sword, and prepared to kill without hesitation.

It is true that he does not have much actual combat experience against psychic masters, but after practicing for more than ten years, he has fought against many ferocious beasts, even phantom beasts. In terms of bravery, fearlessness, and courage, he is very confident.

Although leapfrog kills are rare in the psyker arena, they are not unheard of. And those high-level players who failed mostly lost because of their momentum.

Meng Jiao raised his two-meter-long sword and slashed it down, like a surging wave. However, before those surging waves could hit Gongsun Qing, he could only withdraw his sword. The force that was supposed to drown the enemy, like a huge wave, almost bounced back to him, almost causing him to bleed.

There was nothing that could be done about it. If Meng Jiao didn't block with his sword, Gongsun Qing's sword would have already hit his throat.

He now knows that the opponent's level is higher than his own, his absolute strength is stronger than his own, and even his swordsmanship must be superior to his own. At least in the circle of martial arts families, Meng Jiao, who has always been someone else's child, is crying without tears.

Meng Jiao sighed, feeling depressed but helpless. After all, in the Austrian Steel Tower where the psionic martial arts classics were collected in the Void Spirit Temple, the seven sets of sword dances of the Gongsun family were all on the upper third floor, while the Haichao Sword of their Meng family was squeezed into the fifth floor.

Being able to be placed on the fifth level can certainly be regarded as a very high-end martial arts, but it also depends on who you are competing with.

The swordsmanship of the Wuyue Sword Sect is also a magical sword that ordinary people in the world can only hope for, but how about compared to the Dugu Nine Swords?

I don't know why, but at this moment, Meng Jiao truly felt a kind of sadness, a kind of powerlessness, and a kind of despair, which finally turned into a cry that he wanted to make loudly.

"Dance of the Spiritual Sword... Is there such a big gap between an ordinary warrior like me and the eldest lady of the Gongsun family?"

Perhaps at this moment, as long as someone reminds him, Meng Jiao will realize the concept of class, right?

But at this time, a person who had been suppressed by him in the academy for many years and who was more qualified to talk about class had already shouted out before him.

The (deputy) charge captain of the Red Tiger, Kou Shan knocked down the person on the opposite side with a single shot, then raised his machete and shouted: "Brothers! The eldest lady is already on board! We can let her fight alone ?"

"No!" "Absolutely not!" "Definitely not!" The soldiers replied in not too neat voices.

"Can we let her snatch all the heads by herself?"

"Can't! Can't! Can't!" Probably this sentence is the truth. Everyone was so arrogant and domineering that their roars almost lifted the deck of the ship.

The red team's stormtroopers launched a desperate charge as if they were beaten to death, and then pushed the opponent back continuously.

The blue ship is about to be lost.

Meng Jiao reluctantly fought Gongsun Qing for a few more rounds, once again confirming that he was really no match for her. He even felt that the reason why he was alive until now was entirely because of the other party's mercy.

The eldest lady of the Gongsun family may be soft-hearted because she was born into a famous family...or maybe she is just happy to see him and is ready to tease her for a while.

No matter which one it is, it is a great shame!

Meng Jiao gritted his teeth and was about to fight with the opponent when the voice of Akinayama Hachiman came from the headset: "Old Meng, according to plan D, go through the B16 hatch and retreat along route C!"

"But, this is to deal with Yu Lian..."

"I know, but I can't care so much anymore!"

Meng Jiao nodded, swung his sword, and used almost all his strength to force Gongsun Qing to take a step back. Then, he glared at the latter fiercely, turned around decisively, and ran away.