Legend of the Supreme Soldier Chapter 224 - Kings of Close and Long Range Combat II

Chapter 224: Kings of Close and Long Range Combat II

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Blade was the crew’s most nacing fellow. He was bold and fearless in the face of death. The pirate crew had always relied on him when the situation turned sour. He was the leader’s right hand man.

Blade never liked talking. He nodded grimly at the leader’s command and turned to leave. Black team was the pirate leader’s security retinue, and the strongest force in the entire crew. These n were all expert ch pilots, and were numbered to be 300. They were all well trained and skilled in combat. The pirate leader decided to use his trump card, signalling the climax of this battle.

A large swarm of chs headed towards the massive starship. Shang noticed them as soon as they were deployed. He realized their plans imdiately.

"Hehe, Ye, I’ll leave this place to you," Shang said and went back into Coxcomb.

"Alright," Ye Chong replied plainly.

The pirate leader saw the sniper ch pilot returning into the starship, and felt much relieved. As expected, the enemy had squird. However, before he could fully appreciate the mont, he saw the sniper ca back out from his holographic screen.

Was the enemy really so confident? The pirate leader did not what else they had in their sleeves.

Shang gave an evil laugh, but the electronic sound was a little creepy to hear. Not that there was anyone around to hear it. Shang’s battle lust was now fully unleashed. If the pirate leader saw what Shang had by his side now, he would probably faint.

Right next to Shang was a stack of energy cells that went up to half the ch’s height. This was what he went to retrieve. While Recursion was a powerful weapon, it consud energy very quickly. It was a pity that the teardrop mineralite could not be used yet, else Recursion could continue shooting for a very long ti.

Even so, these energy cells here should be enough.

Ye Chong wandered around the starship fleet. The starship which held Grandpa Qian was Shang’s main objective, and the pirates around the ship were all dealt with. Ye Chong had to sweep out further to find the other pirates.

Ye Chong moved across the battlefield carefully. He dared to be hasty. Puppet had exchanged its defense for better agility, so its armor was not as reliable. If an enemy hit him with a laser beam, he would not fare very well. Death by carelessness was not part of his plan.

This was a huge and chaotic hunting range, and Ye Chong was like a cunning and graceful hunter.

Ye Chong saw two chs ahead of him, shooting at each other as they took evasive asures. It was easy to differentiate between the chs of the pirates and the hired ch squads. The pirates’ chs were colourful and ca in all kinds of models, so even made up of parts that did not work well together. The ch squad’s chs look more uniform, and were models that could be found in the market.

Ye Chong could tell at once the next step those two chs would take. His rich experience in battle allowed him to do so.

Puppet moved like an assassin, quietly hiding behind the starship. It kept its body close to the hull, less than five ters away from the tip of the starship.

Puppet waited intently, like a lizard waiting to make its killer strike.

Ye Chong counted the seconds as the pirate’s ch slowly erged above the ship. Inside the pilot cabin, Ye Chong moved abruptly, his hands flying across the controls in a blur of a shadow. It was a pity that no one was watching him.

Puppet was like a lizard clinging closely to the starship’s armor, but now it sprang up, drawing an arch in space. In the next mont, Puppet crashed into the pirate’s ch. At this close distance, Ye Chong could see all the details of the other party’s ch.

Puppet was lying in ambush behind the starship, and its silent attack ca as a surprise, coming from below. As Puppet’s clown-like face appeared to the pirate in the ch, the ch pilot was montarily stunned.

The parrying spear from Puppet’s right arm launched, driving straight through the other ch’s pilot cabin. Out of all of Puppet’s installed parts, the spear was the most valuable. The spear, mixed in with black gold, was perfectly suited for penetrating its victims.

Puppet pushed against the now useless ch in its hands and swept back into darkness.

The Oak Leaves ch pilot who was just now engaged with the pirate ch only saw a slim figure bouncing off his opponent and disappearing into thin air. After long monts of waiting in anticipation, he finally noticed that the pirate’s ch was already damaged, the pilot dead inside. He thought back to the figure that appeared and disappeared so quickly into the darkness.

Ye Chong felt like he was back on the trash planet, and the starships around were the mountains of trash. Ye Chong maneuvered Puppet around the starships, hiding in their shadows, the way he flew Winnie between the trash mountains.

Ye Chong’s attacks were all ant to kill. He did not squander any movents, and would only choose the most opportune mont to deliver the fatal blow from the darkness to his unaware enemy. His pair of parrying spears had pierced through the armor of nurous chs, and Ye Chong did not give rcy to any of the pirates inside them. This was war, and rcy was a luxury. Ye Chong had no habit of practicing rcy.

In truth, if not for Grandpa Qian, Ye Chong would never have gotten involved. Since he had decided to step in now, though, he would do his best and leave no loose ends, giving no chance to his enemy.

Burning in Ye Chong’s cold eyes was the fla of battle.

Puppet jumped from starship to starship without slowing down. Ye Chong was already imrsed in the mood for battle, a state of mind shed from calmness and excitent. Ye Chong’s hands no longer moved quickly for his own sake, but moved more easily, slowing down or speeding up according to need. He would stay motionless for one mont, but move so quickly it was hard to see his hands in the next. This transition between moving very quickly and not moving at all was strange, but Ye Chong did not notice it. In fact, he felt it co naturally. The ch was like an extension of his body, and his every thought was translated into the ch’s movents.

Under Ye Chong’s maneuvering, Puppet moved erratically in sudden jerks of speed, or rising and falling abruptly. It flew unpredictably like a ghost, or as deftly as a monkey.

The skill of battle could only be honed on the battleground.

Shang was also in the state of mind for combat. In truth, Mu had always taken charge in battles, but even Mu had never did it more than a few tis. According to Mu, only when Ye had truly matured that he would be allowed to maneuver them. Hence, unless the situation was desperate, Mu would not reveal himself directly. Shang was born even earlier than Mu, and no one would believe that he was not actually experienced in battle.

What a joke! Was a ch made of so much rare tal used just for decoration? Besides, the injury on Mu and Shang’s left arm was the perfect evidence of their history. If Shang was a conscious being, then he must have so inborn fighting instinct. However, the topic of consciousness in PSI’s was a little weird.

Now, Shang looked cold and emotionless, Recursion held steadily in his right hand. If he was performing at the ch pilot’s NR Training Center, he would earn full marks for this.

Despite his usual blabbering, Shang was now the perfect killing machine.

To Blade and his three-hundred strong advanced ch squad, it was a disaster of devastating proportions. The blue beam ca as a harbinger of death, each shot answered by a loss of one of their chs.

What terrifying accuracy! The sniper had never missed. Even soone as capable as Blade could not help but feel hopeless. Could there really be such a crazy sniper ch pilot? With his long experience walking the edges between life and death, Blade knew that no matter how strong a person was, anyone, even himself, would commit a mistake at so point. His experience had validated this belief of his ti and again, but this half-concealed sniper ch pilot had yet committed any fault.

The constant explosions of chs illuminated the swarm of chs. An observer could easily mistook that the chs were facing the full force of another ch squad. In truth, their enemy was only a single person.

Long distance sniping, the most difficult part of shooting training, was now perford flawlessly by this unknown ch pilot. It was a divine performance. The further the target, the harder it was to shoot accurately. At their current distance, any slight error in shooting angle would be greatly amplified. No sniper ch pilot could maintain a perfect shooting record at long distances.

There was once a famous sniper ch pilot who said, "In long distance sniping, you need luck more than half the ti." This was the perfect testimony on how difficult long distance sniping could be.

What vexed Blade now was how very lucky his enemy was at the mont.

On normal days, the ti it would take for him to reach the Zika class starship would be but the blink of an eye; now, however, it felt like forever. His comrades were thinning out. Blade knew that retreat was not possible at this point. Even if they turned back, they would still be within range of the enemy, and it would only make it easier for the enemy to finish them off.

Blade was not the only who understood their situation. Black team’s mbers were all veterans of battle, who ca to the sa conclusion. They braced themselves and charged forward. Once the sniper was within their attack range, they would be able to fire back.

Without the need for orders, they flew in a scattered formation, and deployed evasive asures. While these evasive asures could not prevent the death of the sniper’s targets, it was obvious that the frequency at which the blue beam appeared had decreased.

Shang continued to shoot steadily, unperturbed.

Ye Chong could not rember how many tis he had attacked, but the number of ch pilots he had rescued from battle was increasing. For the first ti, the ch pilots in the two ch squads outnumbered the pirates, if but slightly.

In the control room of Red Lion’s ch squad captain, everyone gaped at the holographic screen. After a long mont, the beautiful redhead sitting on the captain’s seat muttered, "Heavens, is that guy human?" This beautiful redhead was Red Lion’s squad captain, Claudia. With her fiery red hair, she was one of the very few female ch pilots who attained the title of advanced ch pilot.

At twenty five, Claudia was at the pri of her beauty. Her mature and hot personality was attractive, and made her the center of attention anywhere she went. Her snow white skin, aquiline nose and sapphire eyes were assets that she took pride in.

She was also a good leader. Red Lion ch squad was only a group of twenty when she took over, and now it had expanded into a massive five-hundred strong ch squad.

Now, Claudia was wearing a dazed expression, tinged with awe born out of ignorance. However, this beautiful sight was lost to the people around her, for everyone was as shocked as she was now. The skinny ch figure on the holographic screen did not seem remotely strong or valiant, but perhaps a little codic, its colorful exterior making it look much like a clown. However, this clown-like ch had evoked a chilling sense of foreboding in their hearts.

This was a master of ambush, and an expert in ch combat and ch maneuvering!

The clown ch’s colorful face was silly looking, but no one in the control room was laughing. To them, the silly face was a cover for whatever chilling fear it could evoke. They can all imagine the ch pilot sitting in the pilot cabin watching those pirate chs with arrogant eyes!

Claudia was also thoroughly convinced of the clown ch’s pilot's strength. The pilot was a master in all respects, be it in strategizing, timing, combat skills and ch maneuvering. What surprised Claudia the most was the pilot’s calm steadiness - the clown ch had dealt with dozens of pirate chs, but he still continued to fight as systematically as when he had first started.

Such an inhuman calmness! Claudia could almost believe that this ch pilot was a top class assassin from a professional killer’s guild.

He did not like flying, but preferred to leap, or move on all fours. He kept to the darkness, and stuck to ambushing, using the rarely preferred parrying spear. All these signs showed that the ch pilot was soone rather peculiar.

She could not help but steal another glance at the starship nad Coxcomb. She could not understand how an ill-nad starship could have such an expert.

Was this an unconventional master of battle?

Coxcomb also had another equally intimidating sniper ch pilot, and he was now single-handedly and successfully dealing with over 300 chs! Claudia looked at the other holographic screen. The swarm of chs was now left with only a few dozen of them, engaged in shooting with the sniper. She felt reluctant to continue watching. These were all advanced ch pilot veterans, and a formidable power when they were deployed. Nonetheless, they were now undeniably being broken apart by a single ch with a weird energy gun.

What was Coxcomb’s story? What was its owner like? What did its two masters of combat look like? How were they related to the owner of Coxcomb?

This was all very curious!

If Shang were to find out that a beautiful woman was calling him a master of combat, perhaps he might lose a bit of his current fighting composure. Of course, that was another story.

Fortunately, Claudia understood her situation. These two masters of combat could never be hers to command. She would not try to pull them in to her ch squad.

The battle was nearing its end, as the pirates ch numbers dwindled. Ye Chong had scoured the entire fleet of starships, and killed all of the pirate chs who wished to board the starships.

"Shang, how’s your side?" Ye Chong asked.

"Hehe, Ye, this is too much fun! Sigh, too bad there’s not enough of them going, if they only have a hundred more chs." Shang’s excited reply made Ye Chong relax. "Shang must be in a really good mood," thought Ye Chong. In fact, Shang was not only that, but nearly mad from exhilaration. If not for the diminishing number of energy cells by his side, Shang would even try shooting with the recursive particle cannon shots.

A huge rock of ore was flying slowly past Ye Chong. Ye Chong looked towards the pirate ships far away, tightly protected, and was struck with a crazy idea. Imdiately, Puppet leapt to the ore and grabbed onto it like an insect, securing itself on one side of the ore. Then, the ch fired its engines at full blast, and the ore drew an arch in space with Puppet and Ye Chong on it, headed towards the pirate ships.

Claudia took everything in and could not help but gasped, "What is he thinking?"