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When leaving, Fisher also deliberately cleaned up the information that might expose him, and dismantled all the processors of those robots, even the ones that were dismantled into scrap by the magnetic field of the gravity grenade flew over and didn't put them away. However, Fisher directly screwed the former's head off.

"Sorry, come here, thank you for your sacrifice!" Fisher carefully ran out of the hangar with his weapon, and just opened the door that was powered off due to the explosion, Fisher saw a small hunter The annihilating robot crawled over.

"Damn it!" Fisher didn't even think about raising his hand and fired a shot, blowing up the hunting and destroying robot. The charge of this thing is a full kilogram. Once it explodes, it will not be a problem for everyone within ten meters to die suddenly. Not to mention that its tiny computer guides the robot to swiftly crawl towards the nearest enemy.

"Is this progress too fast?" Fisher reflexively flashed back to the hangar door, then took out the em1 plasma rifle from the warp and prepared to start welding the door.

You must know that according to the boarding training that Fisher received when he was a fourth-class person, they were only clean people in one compartment, instead of bombing or smashing in the battleship like these stunners, and abruptly opened up. a straight road. In this regard, he can only choose to temporarily avoid the edge. Anyway, there is a small door on the third floor of the hangar, which is used to get in and out of the personnel on duty. Of course, the soldiers who will be on duty have been transferred and left their posts.

After welding the gate to death with three strikes, five divisions and two, Fisher threw down two directional blasting mines, and then Fisher activated the propulsion device of his combat uniform and jumped up the corridor on the third floor.

"Pass!" Fisher just jumped up, when there was a loud noise from the door of the hangar, the alloy fire door protruded a large piece as if it had been hit by a rhino, and there were several rounds of fvck and other scolding. The sound came from the gap.

"Sorry man, the party's over!"

Picking up the butt of the gun and smashing the decoder next to it, Fisher will pull out the wire to overload the access control. The sound of the crash downstairs continues. Maybe he is tired of hitting the door, and the unsa commandos who broke the door have replaced them with thermite bombs. Zizi's sparks quickly burned the entire gate into molten iron.

"Friends, don't fire, the enemy is behind!" Fisher struggled to open the gate that was locked due to overload, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a dozen people poured in through the long corridor. Mars Marines, he shouted hurriedly with fright.

The Martian soldier who was about to shoot immediately shouted loudly: "Don't shoot, friendly forces are approaching!"

"Sir, are you alright, where is the enemy?" When Fisher crossed the blockade, an officer immediately asked.

"They are breaking through the gate of the hangar. There are a lot of people, and there are assault robot troops. I only have time to weld the gate!" Fisher urged the psionic energy in his body, forced himself to sweat, and then used a very sad expression to the officer. cried.

"Too fast, there are still our fighter jets in the hangar! That's the latest experimental model!"

Fisher's attitude of worrying about the country and the people made the Marine Corps officer sigh with emotion. They all said that the Marine Corps only wants to die, and the Air Force only wants to fly. They all think that the Air Force is a group of useless motherfuckers, spending the most military expenses. But the heaviest work is done by the Marines, but now looking at the smoky look on Fisher's armor and the guilt on his face for not saving the nation's property, the Marines In awe.

"Brothers, come with me, take back the experimental machine, rush!" The Marine Corps officer gave Fisher a look of handing over everything to me, then he picked up a titan energy machine gun, and rushed into the corridor ahead of him.

The fierce gunfire sounded again, and the Martian soldiers, inspired by Fisher's spirit, rushed to the unsa special team bravely, and the firepower was so fierce that Reyes had to choose plan B.

"Retribution, we were suppressed, blasted the armor, and let the jackal enter the field!"

"Received! Be careful!"

Just as the Mars Marines and robots had formed a siege to Reyes and others, and were about to make their final attack, there was a dull explosion from the thick explosion-proof deck door outside the hangar, and the entire battleship shook violently. .

"Activate the magnetic boots!" Reyes shouted, and the next second, the deck door burst open, and a violent airflow almost instantly ejected the unprepared Martian soldiers out of the gap in the hangar, and the entire depressurization state continued for nearly Thirty seconds, until the hangar turned into a vacuum, a Jackal fighter jet that had switched its flight status flew in through the gap.

The vector ion engine at the rear of the Jackal's cockpit spewed out a faint blue flame, and two 30mm cannons were aimed at the corridor on the third floor of the hangar. When the first reinforcement of the Marine Corps emerged, the Jackal opened fire. .

"Back!" The terrified Martian soldier shouted in the communicator and wanted to retreat, but the comrades behind him and the magnetic boots on his feet made his movements less flexible, and he only had time to turn his head.

The 30mm high-explosive shaped armor-piercing projectile was like a coulter slicing through the medicine tank, and the soldiers inside were smashed into pieces. The broken limbs and splashed blood were frozen in an instant. The last thing these soldiers saw was their companions. Cold face.

Tactical literacy cannot be compensated for by the number of people. The Eighth Fleet is expanding too fast. Almost all the experienced marines have delivered food in the moon raid. Now the marines on each battleship need only a few officers and non-commissioned officers. I have actually been on the battlefield and understand how to face various situations, but unfortunately, those elites on the Poseidon either died in the raid or were sucked out of space. For those veterans, they are a lamb to be slaughtered.

What the survivors on the half-crippled Poseidon did not expect was that the Retribution did not destroy the Poseidon, which was on the verge of disintegration, but quickly scrambled after capturing the fighter jets in the hangar. Evacuate this airspace.

"Why did they go?" asked a damaged-control soldier whose head was bleeding during the collision.

"Because our reinforcements have arrived!" Fisher's eyes were fixed on the airspace next to Poseidon. After a large number of arcs flashed, the majestic figure of Mount Olympus almost filled the entire window.

"Search and rescue the survivors, clean the battlefield, and clean up the wreckage of the battleship!" Fisher looked around, and seemed to be the highest-ranked person on the Poseidon. As for the captain and his staff, they were already on the Retribution. In the first wave of strikes, accompanied the bridge to a space odyssey.

"Sir, urgent order, Admiral Sarencouch wants to see you!"

The duplication report is finished today, and then printed tomorrow, I should graduate and have nothing else to do, right?