God Emperor's Angel of Death

Chapter 176



Chapter 176

Today, Lothar was in a good mood, but it didn't show up.

His silver enhanced optical eyes rolled like storm clouds, reflecting the flashes and echoes displayed on the huge eye screen of the spark.

On the screen, the gray brown mass of the asteroid is fragmented in space.

The fragments are still basically spherical, but are slowly dissipating.

Mountain like crustal blocks collide and fall apart, and more huge fragments have felt the drag of their surrounding galaxy stars.

The fortresses and strongholds once established above are now spreading tiny, temporary gas cloud components.

That's what Rosa expected.

He watched it dissipate leisurely, because in the next few hours, the gravity of the world will gradually break down.

The tactical panel continues to flicker, and a large number of fighters chase the enemy aircraft that have not been destroyed, but in the context of this destruction, every insignificant explosion is irrelevant.

A humble act, that's all.

At the same time as the asteroid is destroyed, strange radiation effects are uncertain in the nebula.

The flickering vortex of plasma and the surrounding pulse of lightning all add a layer of dazzling color to the picture of destruction.

Out of a morbid interest, Lothar ordered ship communication to be turned on to all access frequencies, and the scream and cry of the planet's last breath rang through the bridge's public address system, like the steel claw scratching the eye screen.

On the front battle deck below him, the bridge crew buried themselves in each battle position in the grinding silence.

"These green skins."

He said, with a faint bite.

"It's a good death."

As he said, what they destroyed was a green asteroid fortress, an outpost near the edge of the galaxy, and the last green stronghold in the Fallon system.

This is a prelude to an important battle.

Ten hours ago, the landing operation jointly launched by three battle groups had completely occupied the asteroid, but the goal of the battle group was not to eliminate the aliens on it.

The astats are dedicated to capturing the green skin's communication equipment and deploying it in another asteroid world.

The two asteroids are not far apart, but they are very different in use.

The former is a line of defense.

The latter is a trap.

The whole outpost chain built by green skin for several light-years has been occupied by humans and disguised as unoccupied.

There is only one vacancy left here.

As for the intention of doing so, few people know except the three war commanders.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Lothar raised a trembling finger and pointed to a rotating ice fragment, which still had a more recognizable shape.

Obviously, it was the only important position in that barbaric world.

According to each of his poses, the viewfinder placed a suspended green frame exactly where Lothar pointed, separated the huge fragment and dragged it onto a sub screen.

The viewfinder system magnified the object, and Lothar could almost see the buildings still dotted on the broken landscape - the last wreckage of the green skin asteroid stronghold.

"Artillery."

"Yes, captain."

"Everything in a million cubic meters should be turned into gravel."

At the end of his speech, he quoted the last instruction.

"That fragment must be ten times as big."

"Confirm, Captain, aiming."

"Coordinate with colleagues in the expedition fleet."

"Yes, captain."

A few minutes later, Lothar, with a feeling beyond professional satisfaction, watched the cross tracer of macro gun fire slowly smash the remains of the stubborn fortress to pieces.

If it is complete, its volume is almost thousands of times the tonnage of Xinghuo, but now it is just a fragile eggshell. Its structure bears far more pressure than all natural endurance due to the energy released in the mantle and core.

Soon, the boulder was fragmented, and the sub display was full of Blizzard like fragments of the siliceous crust and navigation danger signs.

"Ha!"

Lothar put her hands together and gave a dull metal clap, which made the sailors in the crew station under the command platform look up at him on the railing in surprise.

The unexpected burst of joy is hardly his famous style.

As the Lord of the fleet of star knights, Lothar has always been calm in the public's impression - stability is almost his only label.

But he's really in a good mood.

He has been in charge of the fleet for a long time. He is very eager to fight side by side with his brothers, but he also knows the weight of his duty.

Being able to destroy the great enemy of mankind so freely made him happy with his ability for the first time.

The future of the regiment ultimately needs to pursue further goals in the endless void.

With a magnetic rattle, the opposite clip lock of the bridge gate released behind him.

Lothar turned around, and the huge explosion-proof door was still sliding into the connecting block. At the same time, soshyan and sol stepped in from the door and hobbled on the uphill plating line.

The soldiers who followed the battle leader carried all kinds of pistols and swords.

Soshyan and sol passed the crew without wasting any attention, as if they were all part of the bridge equipment. They nodded only when they passed LOSA.

A the others rattled as they followed the leader.

"It's just a small patrol fleet. It may not be able to trip each other. If the green skin is not covered, we may need to have a record."

Soshyan stopped on the podium and looked at the broken asteroid.

His position is the command room on the middle floor of the bridge on the right. Its reinforced hatch is not as strong as the bridge door of the main ship, but it is still as thick as the inclined armor of a predator tank, enough to withstand the attack from multi tube hot melt and still operate after that.

The bridge crew did not look up at the astates as they walked along the corridor.

In addition to respect, there is another reason.

Superman fear.

This is a kind of awe that does not strengthen the human mind in the face of an existence that has been changed beyond description. Pharmacists have spent a lot of energy to understand it a long time ago, and have to spend the same extreme efforts to eradicate it from senior officers.

Only technical priest Loken looked up at soshyan.

Commander Zhan is huge and wrapped in his exquisite armor. Standing alone makes most mortals like children.

At the moment, his face was pale and his eyes were wandering. He seemed to be thinking about some difficult problems.

Saul stood beside him, wearing only simple power armor and white smock. According to the tradition of star knights, only veterans would wear smock, and the pattern of cutting down strong enemies would be woven on it.

The hem of Sol's smock has been painted with the red embroidery of 11 OKs' skulls.

"Their task is only to attract the enemy's attention, and they don't need to ask too much."

Sol put his hand on the railing and said what he thought.

"This is just a fruit in the net pocket. Wait for the impatient prey to put his hand in. After holding the fruit tightly, he can't get rid of it."

"The enemy's fleet is huge."

"But we are not dealing with an entire fleet."


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