My Infinite Monster Clone

"attack!"

Hear the order.

moment.

The long-awaited fleet moved, and the semi-activated weapons turned into active ones. The ports of each weapon began to flash with dangerous red light. When the target was found, it would be sent to death.

ground.

Both sides of the door of space.

"Crack!"

The huge clamp-like device began to close.

between breaths.

The door of space is clamped, "the zero point coordinate device is in place, activated, and activated." The zero point coordinate is equivalent to the origin of coordinates, so other coordinates are meaningful.

. . .

When the fleet passed through the space gate and descended, the Cree tribe in the surrounding fortresses, as well as the surrounding humans who were transferred out of the safe zone, all stood in a daze at the primitive place, their faces full of disbelief.

like a statue.

Some were timid, their legs went limp.

"Plop!"

Sit down.

on the fort.

"Then... what is that?" A Cree voice trembled.

However.

No answer was received.

"Why?"

"people."

"Steel Behemoth."

"fly."

"..."

When these words are put together, they are beyond comprehension.

shocked.

appalled.

At a loss.

fear.

 …

All kinds of emotions make them almost lose the ability to think. This level of impact is greater than the bombing of cold weapons and hot weapons. There are two technological levels in between.

"What can we resist."

"crossbow?"

"People are made of steel."

"gel?"

"That can only deal with alien beasts. People can fly without wings, and it's useless to stand still. As for using flammable gel, it's the same reason. Burning iron with fire is just a joke."

With the remaining thinking ability, I began to think about countermeasures.

However.

But found it all useless.

Think about it.

A terrible thought arises, "Does the other party have a powerful attack weapon?" Of course, they hope that they don't have this question, but the probability of it can be regarded as a joke.

"Oops!"

The Cree froze.

The same goes for humans.

but.

Reality didn't hold them back for long.

"Whoosh~"

"Whoosh~"

"..."

A white thread like a spider's web issued from the fleet. Those were missiles. The Federation looked down on the defense fortress here, so they simply cleaned it up. This was the first connection point with this civilization.

future.

According to the plan, it will also be the temporary residence of the Federation. Keeping these is an eyesore. On Beast Star, these precision-guided missiles are almost useless, and there are a lot of stocks in various countries on the earth.

Simply.

Go to inventory.

on the fort.

Seeing the white line, the last trace of luck disappeared, and the miserable cry of the Cree clan rang out.

"run!"

However.

useless.

Supersonic weapons, much faster than their legs. A Cree watched helplessly as those black shadows approached and hit the middle and lower sections of the fortress, and then, "Boom~~Boom~"

A series of explosions were deafening.

Almost unsteady.

The powerful shock wave directly killed a large area of ​​the Cree tribe inside.

Even in Interstellar, gunpowder weapons are almost useless, but their power in an atmospheric environment cannot be underestimated.

"Boom~"

The flames soared into the sky, and the scorching air scorched the Cree tribe on the fortress. Due to the initial attack, the Cree here reacted and concentrated almost all their forces here.

for a while.

The casualties were heavy.

"Ah~"

"The fort has fallen."

"I don't want to die."

"..."

The Cree warriors wailed, completely losing their usual ferocity.

High explosive.

feed.

All the surrounding fortresses were lit up with flames, and some fortress sections collapsed directly. Moreover, only the first wave, eight seconds apart, the second wave of attacks also arrived in front of the fortress.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"..."

The large-scale bombing filled the surrounding area with smoke, dust and dust.

After two rounds of bombing.

The situation on the entire battlefield has been basically controlled. The battleship with strong firepower moved forward, small arms began to play a role, and the ship's close-in defense weapon system emitted a series of flames.

"Da da da!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"..."

on the earth.

The close-in defense weapons installed on sea battleships naturally also have air battleships. They are covered with ultra-high-density firepower to suppress the enemy. The fan-shaped attack surface has been covered by bullets.

-Large Diameter.

- Strong penetration.

- High rate of fire.

immediately.

A web of death was formed.

on the fort.

The Cree who survived the previous two waves of bombing saw the warriors around them being torn apart by the attack like rags. Their spirits completely collapsed, and they no longer had the courage to fight.

run!

is its only thought.

howling.

shouting.

pain.

The expressions that were often seen on human faces have been staged in person. They used to take pleasure in it, but now they discover how desperate the human beings who are the fun party are.

Collapse.

An irreversible collapse occurred.

Get away from here.

far away.

Do not look back.

. . .

Attack ship relocation.

rear.

A large number of fleets came over one after another, turned around, and accelerated towards the blue sky.

in.

One third is responsible for orbital defense. Do ground battlefield support. The other third is to go to the doors of various spaces. On average, one space door goes to more than one.

far away.

In thick smoke.

Seeing the huge ruthless behemoths coming one after another from the light gate and rushing up to the sky, the face of the highest official of the Cree tribe here was full of despair, and he asked himself in his heart:

How to fight such a war?

fist.

arms.

The same can't compare.

beg for mercy?

No.

It thinks it's useless. These human beings are cruel, and they are definitely not kind people. They didn't declare war on the Cree at all. They just beat them up, and they beat them to death.

Obviously.

They never thought of living in peace with the Cree tribe at all. As for the reason, it goes without saying that it must be the behavior of enslaving and using human beings as food for these years, which the other party thinks is unforgivable.

The Cree died.

Only then can the hatred be eliminated.

"It's over!"

"It's over!"

"Kree, it's over!"

it murmured.

in the past.

If the war is controlled on the ground, they still have hope, return to the original continent, or drill into the mountains, develop slowly, like before, plan before moving, and the final game will determine the outcome.

But.

now.

The battlefield has changed, and people are not afraid of obstacles from mountains, rivers, and oceans. The strategic significance of these terrains has all become non-existent, and the Cree have no room for maneuver.

and.

Plus those large-scale, large-scale attack methods.

quantity.

Almost lost its meaning.

ten thousand.

One hundred thousand.

million.

In the past, the key to victory has all become simple numbers. People don't need to connect and touch, they can do subtraction for you, "Plop!" As soon as its legs soften, it sits on the ground.

"Young patriarch, run away!"

behind.

With deep fear in their eyes, the guards of the Cree tribe looked at the clouds of smoke rising from the sky.