??Chapter 222: 119 Concentrated Superior Firepower_2
Chapter 222: 119 Concentrated Superior Firepower_2
“They surrounded without fighting just now, wanting to grind your honor into the ground, destroying the core of the Luofeng Empire right before your eyes, and by doing so, declaring to the Milky Way that the Sherman Empire is already old.
“We have a military alliance agreent between our two countries!
“The people of Wind Empire are almost draining their own blood every year, contributing annual silver to the Sherman Empire, hoping for the protection of the mighty Imperial Expeditionary Army!”
Williams had his eyes tightly closed and took a sharp breath, “Your Highness, the current situation… I’m sorry.”
…
“Boss, the Imperial Fleet hasn’t started attacking the New Federation’s Seventh Fleet yet!”
In the hovering car shuttling through the shadows of the buildings.
“Damn it, I knew these reinforcents couldn’t be relied upon,” Yang Ming whispered, “How are the losses for the Fourth Fleet?”
“Twelve ships have been lost… now it’s fourteen. The enemy’s electromagnetic interference is too strong, and their energy shield structure is much more optimized than ours.”
“Alright, I got it,” Yang Ming replied, “Let Dabbichi prioritize sneaking attacks on the enemy’s special warships. The Fourth Fleet should prioritize preserving superior firepower ships, maintain a guerrilla warfare strategy, and ensure that the main forces of the Sixth Fleet and Third Fleet quickly eliminate the formation of those twenty enemy ships. Our advantage now is that the enemy doesn’t know the Luofeng Third Fleet will also join the battle.”
“Yes, recalculating the landing area for the Luofeng Third Fleet.”
Ahead, a familiar airship appeared in Yang Ming’s line of sight.
“Lyu, is the guy you want to take out inside there?”
“Yes, boss,” Lyu said softly, “I’m not that angry now, emotions are temporary erroneous fluctuations, you don’t need to expose your personal strength.”
“That’s good,” Yang Ming said calmly, “I’ll use a more efficient combat thod then.”
He shouldered the single-soldier missile launcher he had just found from the battle ruins in the passenger seat, leaned out the window of the hovering car, and aid at the rear of the airship ahead.
Pulling the trigger, the missile inside spewed intense flas.
The airship ahead attempted to evade, but the missile was too close to give them much reaction ti.
With a boom, a fireball rapidly ascended.
But within it, three or four figures managed to deploy their shields just in ti, falling from the sky in a haphazard manner.
One of the Biochemical Transformation Soldiers directly fainted, even with protection from shields, the strong impact still caused his fragile brain to resonate violently.
But the two ‘muscle fascia monsters’ didn’t seem to have suffered much injury.
They spotted the approaching hovering car, one of them roared, grabbing an exaggeratedly designed tal rod, and charged head-on at the hovering car.
Yang Ming unhurriedly discarded the missile launch tube, floored the pedal to rapidly accelerate the hover car, and collided head-on with the enemy!
Bang!
The Biochemical Transformation Soldier’s body was thrown far away, spewing blood in the air.
The hover car slowly decelerated, Yang Ming wondered aloud, “Didn’t he learn about montum conservation? Can his weight compare with a two-ton car?”
Lyu reminded, “The New Federation’s biochemical transformation technology seems to be at the cost of losing sanity.”
A shadow suddenly jumped out from the side, wielding a nearly two-ter-long Light Sword, roaring and slashing at the hover car.
“It’s him!” Lyu swore through gritted teeth.
Yang Ming jerked the steering wheel, kicked open the car door, and sprang out, his eyes under the tactical helt glowing faintly red.
The opponent missed and swiftly adjusted stance, imdiately lunging at Yang Ming.
Yang Ming quickly drew his gun, the light from the laser pistol being directly blocked by the opponent’s shield.
The Biochemical Transformation Soldier grinned fiercely and charged forward.
Yang Ming suddenly charged at him, his steps crossing quickly, his body exploding with speed beyond the comprehension of this transford individual.
So fast!
How is this possible! His body muscles weren’t that developed!
Yang Ming already pounced!
The Biochemical Transformation Soldier swung the Light Sword forward, dodged by Yang Ming’s sidestep, and when Yang Ming’s figure swung, his left leg kicked hard against the opponent’s protective shield.
The transford individual was sent flying, crashing hard into the side wall, nearly embedding into the wall.
Even with the Protection Shield, the transford individual still suffered a strong impact.
The transford person roared, trying to stand up, but found himself facing that shadow again.
Yang Ming had already charged!
Those cold eyes looked through the visor of the helt into the eyes of the transford person, surprising and frightening him.
Lyu had already completely cut off all surveillance videos and blocked the signal in this street area.
Yang Ming stood over the opponent’s arm, landing two punches continuously, causing the humanoid Protection Shield to tremble violently.
The transford person struggled hard, but suddenly found himself unable to resist the opponent’s power, this strong yet unfamiliar bodily strength…
Rainstorm-like fists kept hamring down.
The transford individual was horrified to discover that his Protection Shield had the trend of being broken by the opponent with bare hands!
‘Your tasks this ti have two objectives, first is to take out the Emperor, second is to search for the target code-nad White Ghost, who might be a powerful genetically modified person from the Sherman Empire.’
Bang!
A shattering sound suddenly ca from behind the transford person, the shield generator overloaded, and the energy shield around him shattered like glass!
The gloved fist punched straight down.
The transford individual didn’t even have ti to let out a roar, his muscular and grim neck was pierced through with one punch.
Yang Ming slowly straightened up, removed his gloves and threw them on the transford person’s face, then drew his pistol and fired repeatedly at the opponent’s head.
“Feeling better?” Yang Ming asked.
“Feeling better, boss, the Sixth Fleet and Third Fleet are synchronously transitioning!”
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