In the command room of Mockdale Stronghold, the two generals who had retreated from the heavy equipnt room were looking at each other. Of the five generals ambushing in the heavy weapons room, two were generals who had previously guarded Mockedan, while the other three were from the Berserk Shadow Army. Now that Carlo and Ijeruka had died in battle, one of Moktan's forr generals had also taken Belmord's life. In the command room, apart from the two Berserk Shadow Army generals, the Shadow Army general was Smoker.
Speaking of which, Smoker's strength was in the middle of the three generals. He had been heavily injured by Trisley earlier, and his combat strength had been greatly reduced. He was much weaker than the general who had died at Belmord's hands. It was just that his luck wasn't bad, and he was able to survive against Bai, who hadn't advanced yet. Otherwise, there would probably only be two generals left in the command room. However, he was completely speechless right now. The two generals from the Berserk Shadow Army did not put him in their eyes at all.
At this mont, the large screen in the command room was showing the scene of the trident tangling with the Empire's airship. According to the report, the airship carrying the Wasteland Communist Lord was heading towards the south gate, seemingly planning to break out of the encirclent.
"The defensive system at the city gate has been activated. They are only courting death by doing so. The two generals can rest assured." An officer from the Shadow Army said flatteringly, causing Smoker, who was standing on the side, to roll his eyes. The firepower of Mokedan's stronghold was naturally not empty, but at that ti, when the weapons platform was constructed, it was more focused on the situation outside the city, while the firepower within the city was much weaker. Secondly, the people on the Trident were not simple characters. Just the wasteland co-owner who had killed Carlo and Ijeruka, his true combat strength was probably close to that of an Imperial Great General.
As long as he thought about how the Great Governor, Bali, would leave the city and head straight for the city gates from within Mokedan City, Smoker couldn't think of a way to stop Bali from attacking just by relying on the high-powered turrets at the fortress gates that were aid at the inner city.
Therefore, it would be very difficult to prevent the trident from leaving the city. On the contrary, after it left the stronghold, it could use the advantage of external firepower to shoot it down. However, once he left the Mork Pill, who could guarantee that he would be able to shoot down the trident? The two Berserk Shadow Army generals were arrogant, but they weren't stupid. Smoker could see the problem, and they could naturally see that this was where they were in a dilemma.
As soon as the Shadow Army officer finished speaking, he rolled his eyes at one of them and said, "Idiot, the defense system is more external than internal. Those high-energy heavy artillery guns can shoot down the enemy ship? If it's really that simple, do you think that thing can last until now?"
The Shadow Officer smashed his nose and said embarrassedly, "Perhaps we can send more flying ships? There are still a hundred flying ships left in the stronghold that can fight "
"Shut up!" Another general couldn't help but shout, "Think about it with your head. If you want to send out a hundred imperial airships to deal with an enemy ship, doesn't that clearly tell His Majesty how incompetent our Berserk Shadow Army and even Lord Bali are? Besides, with so many airships, are you planning to personally blow up Mokedan?"
The corner of Smoker's mouth twitched as he suppressed his laughter and turned around. If this doesn't work, then it won't work. You guys should go intercept it yourself. Unexpectedly, just as this thought occurred to him, he heard two generals shouting. Although he was reluctant to do so, he could only walk over. Who told him that he was now alone? He didn't even have a supportive colleague, so he didn't dare to contradict the Berserk Shadow Army.
One of the two generals, who looked like an ape, touched his bald head and said, "Now there's only one way. General Smoker, I hope you can personally co to the south gate to intercept the enemy ship. Only General Rawdon and I will be nearby. Just shoot down the enemy ship and leave the opponents inside to us."
Smoker couldn't help but curse inwardly. He wasn't a newbie who had just entered the army, so how could he not know the twists and turns in this place? These two Berserk Shadow Army generals spoke well. They were responsible for the opponents inside the airship after they shot down it, but anyone with so common sense would know. As soon as he stepped forward and shot at the Trident, he would imdiately beco the target of public criticism. At that ti, even if he could shoot down the enemy ship, Smoker probably wouldn't be able to survive. The most hateful thing was that even if he died on the spot, the military contribution would be divided between the two Berserk Shadow Army generals.
This was the best outco.
As for the worst part, there was no way he could escape the charge of not being able to intercept Smoker even if he was still alive when the enemy ship rushed past the interception net. With Bali's brutality, Smoker would probably not be able to escape death.
Therefore, the two paths in front of this general were both dood, and he couldn't help but disagree. Under the gazes of the two Berserk Shadow Army generals, Smoker had no choice but to bravely accept this mission. He knew very well that if he refused, the two of them would imdiately kill him. Now that he was injured, he could not withstand the combined attacks of the two of them.
At this ti, the trident was already close to the south gate. Standing in the control room, Allen could see that several high-energy heavy artillery guns had been activated from the left and right of the city gate, and the muzzle was aid in their direction. On both sides of the Trident, beams of light continued to slide past, and the Empire's airships were chasing after them. Ellen gestured to Belmord. The two of them ca to the cabin door. Ellen said, "The firepower of the Morkdan Stronghold is greater than that of the inner stronghold. When the cabin door opens, you deal with the two flying ships behind you. Leave the city gate turrets to . I will attack the weapons system of the outer stronghold after I snatch one of the turrets, so as to pave the way for us to break out."
"Rember to return to the trident imdiately after shooting down the enemy ship. As for , you don't have to worry about anymore."
Belmord nodded. Alan had already obtained Stark's spatial ability after killing him. Although he was unable to perform a long-range spatial jump, he could still perform a short-range spatial movent. Right now, he and Alan were the only ones who had the ability to jump through space, so it was perfect for them to break through the encirclent with this sudden attack. At this mont, the cabin door began to open, and the strong wind in the sky caused Alan to squint his eyes. Suddenly, an imposing aura rose from the direction of the city gate. Alan was not surprised at all. The heavy equipnt room had evacuated three generals. If the other party did not take action at this ti, the Imperial Military Law would probably not let them go.
Belmord glanced at Alan and the latter shook his head. "It doesn't matter. There's no similar ability to solidify space. It's just a joke to fight in groups. Besides, they only sent one person. I guess the other two should be hiding in the shadows and waiting for an opportunity to move."
Alan peeked out of the cabin door, ready to look for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack. He saw a person appear on the city wall, raising his giant sword high up in the air. His entire body was filled with thin flas, but his Qi felt that it was strong from the outside and trunk from the inside. What was even stranger was that the man released a killing intent and swept across the trident, landing on the Empire's flying ship behind them. Then, he saw the general slash down with his sword. The tip of the sword drew out an open sword qi and swept past the left side of the Trident, destroying both imperial airships at the sa ti!
"What's going on?" Belmord shouted softly.
Alan narrowed his eyes and spat out two words from his mouth, "Turn over?"
In fact, even he didn't dare to be certain, but that imperial general clearly didn't slash the wrong hand. Instead, this sword was aid at the imperial flying ship. After the sword landed, two strands of energy burst out from both sides of the city gate at the sa ti. One of them bellowed and the other snorted coldly. The two Berserk Shadow Army generals didn't care about picking up the leak and rushed towards Smoker, who was about to defect. They wanted to bring him to justice on the spot. Smoker roared, "If you want to leave the city, stop them for !"
The voice entered Allen's ears. Allen nodded to the left and said, "I'll leave that to you." He stepped out of the ship and disappeared into the air. Afterimages flickered, and Alan connected a few spatial jumps, stopping the Berserk Shadow Army General who was heading towards Smoker first. The one who was stopped by him was the general who looked like an ape. The imperial general did not expect Alan to have the ability to leap through space. With his current size, he could only forcefully attack.
On the other side, Belmord erged from the black mist and stopped a general. Smoker heaved a sigh of relief. He pounced on one of the turrets and sent the gunner flying. After seizing the turret, Smoker was really impolite. He turned the muzzle of the cannon and fired at the several powerful ard platforms at the city gate. The defenders of the stronghold probably didn't expect the defection of their generals to happen. They waited until the two platforms were flattened by Smoker in an instant before they reacted. At this mont, the remaining turrets in the inner city ignored the Trident and turned their guns towards Smoker.
Smoker sneered and flashed out of the turret. The giant sword rose and fell a few tis before slashing the turret with sword qi. Then he shouted at Alan, "Take away, or I'll shoot down your airship!"
Alan ejected a spatial rift and forced the general to retreat, giving Smoker a deep look. With a flash, he arrived beside him and tossed his hand upwards. The figure flashed again and appeared above Smoker's head. Alan threw several consecutive shots and landed in the hatch with Smoker. At this mont, a ball of black mist dispersed, and Belmord also erged from within. The two of them looked at Smoker. The latter snorted and said, "What, let them force into a dead end and forbid to defect?"
It turned out that Smoker thought that he would die anyway, so he might as well help Allen and the others break out of the encirclent, so that he could hitch a ride. As for what to do in the future, how could he think so far ahead? Naturally, he would have to clear this obstacle first.
Hearing Smoker's words, Alan could roughly guess what was going on. He winked at Belmord, who knew that Alan wanted him to stay and watch over the general. Alan returned to the control room. Naturally, the two of them saw what had happened at the city gate, but now was not the ti to ask. The flying ship had already flown past the city gate, and the two ard platforms that Smoker had taken down were powerless to intercept it. By the ti the other platforms opened fire, the Trident was long gone.
The two Berserk Shadow Army generals ca to the turret that Smoker had seized and looked at the flying ship. Both of them had an indescribable bitterness in their mouths.
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