My Empire

This clone pilot of the No. 333 Z fighter with a nuclear bomb no longer looked at the scattered debris, but piloted his own fighter, cutting into the subtle flaws that his companions used their precious lives to fight for.

Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened up, and the airtight barrage became sparse due to the angle.

Although at this time, the energy of his magical defense barrier has been exhausted, the energy remaining indicator has been flashing a red warning light.

"You are dead!" He muttered quietly, aimed at the target with his sight, and then prepared to drop the bomb and pull it up to give the opponent a fatal blow.

At this moment, his oxygen alarm rang suddenly, and he could clearly feel that the pressure in the cockpit where he was was also not right.

Because his flight suit, that is, the space suit that protects him, is working automatically, adding pressure to the interior, which means that the cockpit outside the space suit is in a state of gas leakage.

"Warning! Unexplained damage to the airtight structure! Warning! Unexplained damage to the airtight structure!"

The number of sensors installed inside this small combat spacecraft is actually limited. With this limited number of sensors, it is impossible to accurately find the location of the subtle gas leaks.

Moreover, as a pilot who has been fixed in a small cockpit, on this battlefield full of artillery fire, there is no opportunity to troubleshoot by himself or go to repairs and investigations.

Therefore, once there is a leak, generally speaking, you can only insist on flying back to the aircraft carrier you are on for inspection and repair.

Obviously, this time, the air leak was not a simple fault. The pilot of No. 333 guessed that his plane was probably hit by the enemy's artillery fire just now.

It is not easy to say how it hits. It may be that the wreckage of the wingman that has just been hit penetrated the hull of the spacecraft, or it may have been directly hit by other energy groups.

In short, things got tricky. When he noticed the leak, the sensor in the other fuel tank also started to alarm.

"The fuel reserve is reduced! The fuel reserve is reduced! The fuel tank pressure is abnormal! The fuel tank pressure is abnormal!" The sound of the alarm sounded in his ears, making people extremely irritable.

"Damn..." He cursed in his heart, and then adjusted a spare computer on the side to self-check mode.

"The tail attitude engine detection failed... the internal pressure is abnormal... the fuel tank pressure is abnormal... the self-sealing system may work abnormally..."

A series of feedback made him feel that he was really unlucky. He looked at the side again, the battle in the distance was still going on, and the enemy's artillery fire was still as dense and fierce as a fishing net.

"Huh!" He breathed a long breath, blew the tears floating in the transparent mask onto the glass, and then pushed the joystick in his hand hard.

He didn't change course, but took the nuclear bomb and rushed straight to the target that was close at hand.

"Go to hell!" he yelled frantically, and after reaching the extreme speed, he pressed the button to drop the bomb.

The armor-piercing nuclear bomb ignited, and then rushed straight to the target, but the No. 333 carrier aircraft did not pull up, followed the nuclear bomb, and crashed into the huge Arbiter warship.

"Boom!" His spacecraft hit the outer shell of the Arbiter's battleship and exploded directly, turning into a firework.

For the Arbiter battleship, this explosion is just like a tickle, and it is of no importance at all.

However, after a few seconds, the nuclear bomb completely embedded in the shell exploded, and the scene immediately became different.

The huge explosion instantly melted the surrounding heavy shell, and the side of this ruling warship was ripped out by the explosive force in circles of shock waves.

The outer shell was twisted and shredded, and the internal compartment was also squeezed and deformed. Eventually, the explosion swallowed the entire side of the battleship.

Countless broken fragments were scattered on the battlefield, and behind these fragments, the same Arbiter battleship, whose speed did not slow down, just rushed over!

Yes, the enemy doesn't mean to slow down at all! Their idea is very simple, cut into the defense line of the Ailan Hill Empire fleet, shred all the targets that can be seen!

"Don't worry about the annoying flies! Destroy their fleet directly! As long as the fleet is over! Those flies will die by themselves!" Sorens, who was in command, waved forward, and tens of thousands of warships joined the charge. In the array.

He doesn't need to care about the life and death of these subordinates, because being able to die for God's will is definitely a great honor for the guards!

To inherit this glory, sacrifice is a necessary process! For the guards, death is not necessarily a kind of sublimation, or a kind of relief.

Each of them has lived in this world for tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of years. Most of the time, they are in deep sleep. As long as they are not awakened, they will continue to sleep like this.

Even they themselves can't tell whether they are dead or falling asleep again.

Moreover, the energy that drives them comes from gods, so no matter how many warships they have, no matter how terrifying their troops, it is only the power given to them by gods.

As soon as the war is over, most of these weapons will be wiped out, and they will be cleared and eliminated.

Therefore, in every battle, the guards will not begrudge their strength. It was as if these warships were picked up for nothing, no one made a distressed expression, as if it was a trivial matter to invest these forces.

Of course, this time they have invested ten times, one hundred times, or even ten thousand times the force of the past, and they still don't feel distressed! Because, just before the start of this battle, Sorens, as well as all the high-ranking guards, heard the voice of God!

That's right! It is the **** who gave them infinite power! The **** who chose them as his watchdog! That boring god!

I don't know why. After deliberately delaying for a few days, God provided some information he had obtained to the guards.

His voice rang in the ears of these guards, telling them a terrible fact: "If you don't launch an effective attack, you may lose this war!"

This is a warning from God! As a believer of God, the watcher cannot casually put such warnings aside.

Therefore, the guards immediately assembled their troops, dispatched almost all of their troops, and chose to launch such an exhausting thunder blow today!