Chapter 67： Euglena

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One second, two seconds, five seconds...ten seconds, just when Hodgson was secretly wondering why the "Squid" missile hadn't reached the front line, a red light flashed on the display screen of the auxiliary launch equipment nearby, and a harsh alarm sounded. Through the entire hall.

"Gunner, what are you doing? Why is it that 20 seconds have passed, and the anti-aircraft missile hasn't moved. Then what is the alarm? If the system is overheating, then turn off the **** alarm program for me." Although Hodgson is only A small civilian major, but the arrogance and coldness in the bones of the imperial aristocracy, he learned very well.

"Lord... Captain, the missile launcher was attacked by an unknown source, and it has been...mostly damaged."

"What? Under attack?" The gunner's words were like throwing an effervescent tablet into a pot of boiling water, and the entire fire control center boiled.

"Impossible, how is this possible! The missile silo is built in the rear of the front line position. How can it be attacked? Unless the enemy is a god, it can be transferred instantly."

"Could it be that the equipment was accidentally overloaded and the system was out of control? What about the maintenance personnel? Where is the maintenance personnel?"

……

"Look!"

As everyone in the room panicked and speculated about the cause of the malfunction, a scene that appeared under the surveillance cameras on the outside of the wall caused everyone present to take a breath.

I don’t know when, 8 ugly creatures appeared in front of the six missile launchers, and successive dark green saliva spewed from their mouths and landed on the missile launchers to forge the metal ceramic composite material. The heat-resistant and explosion-proof shooting barrel corroded one big hole after another.

Some missiles exploded in the shooting tube, and the chain reaction of fragments and shock waves successively detonated the missiles in the nearby shooting tube. The launcher was like a box of inferior fireworks, bursting from the inside out.

There were also several launchers whose beams and supports were broken, and they collapsed to the ground. One after another "Squid" air defense missiles flew out, like a drunk man in the night market in the early hours of the morning, shaking, shaking, or It was hitting the base wall and bursting into a fire, or rushing into the front position, leaving behind countless screams and a mushroom-shaped sandstorm mixed with fragments, flesh and blood, and gunpowder smoke.

"How did they break through the forefront? Who can tell me?" Hodgson roared with an iron face.

No one answered, and no one can answer.

There are positions on land, fortifications, radar in the sky, and satellites. How do they avoid all-round three-dimensional reconnaissance?

"Gunner, fight back and kill these crawlers."

A group of 4 80MM anti-aircraft guns broadcast fire nets toward the sky at a speed of 300 rounds per minute, and the fixed-point orbital muzzle flashes with electric light. As the electromagnetic coil is preheated and charged, a violent current bounces on the track. A dazzling arc of light. There are also those 120mm double cannon turrets. The circular base is slightly turned, and the muzzle of the black hole points to the cockroach group under the wall.

At the same time, the commotion subsided, and the soldiers on the forward positions also slowed down, and under Graham's command, they gradually launched a counterattack. Anti-aircraft missiles, heavy machine guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, air mines, electromagnetic pulse bombs... all kinds of weapons form a dense firepower net and cover them against the flying king insects.

The artillery fire as dense as a locust hit the surface of the king's insect, bursting into flames.

Bullets below 50mm can't produce much damage to this rough and thick beast. The rotating bullet can break through the shell of the king insect, but the high-density flexible muscle tissue is offset by the high-frequency vibration. Squeeze out of the body.

Even 80MM anti-aircraft shells and ordinary small air defense missiles cannot effectively kill them. Except for the trauma caused by warhead fragments, the high heat generated by the explosion is absorbed by the king’s tissue cells and converted into a small amount of phantom energy, which then generates acceleration and makes They are flying faster and faster.

These king worms are like balloons, looking dull and bulging, but their defenses are horrifying.

Through the porthole, he looked at the gunfire exploding near and far, turning into dazzling fireworks. Tang Fang tilted his body and leaned on the elastic muscles of the king insect to make himself more comfortable. .

These muscle tissues have good elasticity and soft texture, which is almost comparable to the top sofa. Only him, Aros and Hausen are the only large abdominal sacs nearly 30 meters long. Artillery fire, missiles, explosions, everything has nothing to do with them, if you have a glass of whiskey, brandy, and a beautiful girl in your arms, this is simply a refreshing space journey.

Aros and Howson also relieved their psychological discomfort and gradually adapted to their surroundings.

"This is simply the supreme experience of the top VIP!" Howson said: "Tang Fang, this kind of thing can be developed into a special sightseeing aircraft, and we will make a lot of money for this."

"Hausen, your head is showing up? We are fighting! Fighting!" Aros responded loudly.

Obviously, his words have no effect. The guy who is dedicated to the tourism industry has fallen into the hope of a better future.

Tang Fang had no time to pay attention to them, because the enemy's fixed-point orbital guns were already ready to launch. A few thousand meters away, you could see the teeth and dancing claws, and the dragon seemed to have a high-voltage arc.

Bullets below 50mm can hardly penetrate the subcutaneous tissue of the king insect. As long as the ordinary high-explosive warheads and fragment missiles cannot hit the critical point, they cannot threaten the life of the king insect.

However, the fixed-point orbital gun obviously does not belong to the category of ordinary weapons. The huge tower base and the elongated electromagnetic acceleration orbit account for 40% of the power supply of the entire base. All these give it excellent lethality and face the speed of light. Magnetic projectiles, not to mention frigates within 100 meters, even destroyers with a body length of 100-200 meters, or even cruisers with a body length of more than 200-300 meters, can be screened in a salvo.

The king worm is 36 meters wide and more than 60 meters long. Even if the skin is thick and thick, the comprehensive defense is comparable to the armor of a battleship, but it is difficult to achieve good results in the face of magnetic projectiles carrying huge kinetic energy.

If the "Cuttlefish" surface-to-air missile is the shield of the logistics base, then the six fixed-point railguns are the spears of the logistics base.

The electric charge is concentrated, and the powerful electromagnetic pulse forms a rapid jumping electric light between the two tracks. It slides to the muzzle quickly, the preheating is completed, the magnetic projectile is ready, and the fire control radar has locked the target. Next, the electromagnetic force will push the projectile along the narrow and long The trajectory shot out, and instantly accelerated to sub-light speed, the huge kinetic energy will destroy all objects blocking its flight trajectory.

This is the killer of the 3789 division, and it is also the end of the enemy.

Hodgson clenched his hands tightly, his two lips were slightly white due to the tension. His eyes fell through the monitor on the three eyeworms that were quickly approaching from the team, although he did not understand why the enemy sent them. The muzzle, but, undoubtedly, the closer the distance, the higher the accuracy of the projectile and the stronger the damage.

"Lost the car to protect the handsome? Huh, the guy who dares to challenge the imperial majesty of the empire will not die." Hodgson yearned for aristocratic life, and often he would deliberately imitate the manners and behaviors of Edward, Francis and others. He is very obsessed with this feeling, just like subconsciously, he has regarded himself as a member of the nobility.

Honor, arrogance, fanatical feelings of patriotism...So all kinds of people who have been in contact with him will describe it like this: "Oh, Hodgson, you are born an aristocrat, calm, elegant, and guardian..."

Hodgson squinted his eyes, as if seeing the projectile piercing through the bodies of those ugly flying insects, and the high temperature generated by friction burned them into piles of carrion. This battle will add a holy sword to his chest. , So that he will always Mu Huang'en.

Turn the turret lightly, fine-tune the elevation angle, everything is ready, the gunner has pressed the fire button.

Reality is like lying on the cab, scratching your head, raising your chest and hips, making various sex-sensing dazzling car models. Your eyes will only focus on the two **** in front of their chests, or the one below. Ditch, thus ignoring some other things.

For example, she may have athlete's foot or hemorrhoids. She has an average of 10 births per year.

Hodgson never thought that he would encounter such a thing. It was more irritating than being put on a green hat by a beggar. If it were not for the public, he would maintain the elegant demeanor of the imperial aristocrat Taishan collapse in front of him. Runaway already.

On the 　　 monitor, three eyeworms resisted the intensive air defense fire. One second before the fixed-point orbital gun was launched, they ejected six round "organic shells" at a distance of several kilometers.

Of course, for most soldiers, this reminds them of a word-"Shoot." Because they are like a tortoise, they have a strange sense of sight.

"Organic Cannonball", with a diameter of 5 meters, the body surface is covered with a thin, transparent, but very flexible biological cell coat. These cold-looking things fell on the two electric tracks of the fixed-point orbital gun, and the clothes were broken, and the sticky organic tissue resembled the magic seeds in fairy tales. In the blink of an eye, countless thick meridians were born, like spider silks. Live the railgun, the tighter the twist.

These meridians are like the golden ropes of Tai Shang Laojun, and the fixed-point orbital gun is like a grandson monkey at this time, **** by five flowers and tied into zongzi.

So far, the change is still going on. Those thick meridians slowly secrete a yellowish-brown mucus, which penetrates into the inside along the gaps and textures of the equipment, and then changes from a fluid state to a flexible solid, which not only shields the double-track magnetic force , It also firmly binds important parts such as the base shaft, projectile bin, and electromagnetic generator.

Looking from a distance, the fixed-point orbital gun looked like an ugly cocoon wrapped around it. Not to mention firing the gun, it couldn't even turn it around.

Six, six orbital guns were all filled with dumplings. Everyone in the fire control center looked at the monitor blankly, and Hodgson's face was almost dripping with water.

The same scene also appeared in the base command room. Huo Qing only felt cold in his hands and feet, and wisps of chill poked down his spine. What the **** is that? The nearly forty-meter-long living battleship is enough to paralyze the terrifying creatures of the fixed-point railgun. Where did they come from? How to fight this battle?

Originally thought that the enemy had already used all his strength, but he didn't expect that the opponent's methods would be endless, and a sense of powerlessness spontaneously emerged.

The surface-to-air missile launcher suffered a surprise attack and all of them were damaged. The fixed-point orbital gun was also tied to the chastity belt. The two major killers were scrapped and failed. What can we expect next? 120MM automatic cannon turret? They are now being tossed back and forth by six-legged reptiles walking up and down like gophers and walking dogs.

Empty thunder? Cannon? Anti-aircraft missiles? These weapons have limited power. Unless they can gather energy into one beam, they won't break even the shells of balloon-like flying creatures.

God, tell me how to fight this battle!

Although Edgar is open-minded, it does not mean that he has no selfishness. To be honest, he really wants to see Huo Qing make a fool of himself, but at this moment, he hopes that the other party can turn the tide. Because, once the base falls into the hands of that strange enemy, God knows what is waiting for him.

Escape? Don't be kidding, Walker Stewart is an out-and-out squatter, and he is never merciless in killing.

Quiet, deathly silence, even the sound of female officer YD secreting into aunt's towel can be heard.

At this moment, there is a sharp contrast between the forward position and the inside of the base. The king insect is already approaching, and the "black bear" and "mountain leopard" slide down along the long beards. The Judge's grenade exploded in the trench, shrapnel splattered, and sand was flying in the air. Rows of metal nails swept through, and some soldiers were too late to react. They were pierced by sharp needles and pierced through the flesh and blood, and finally shot out from the back, leaving behind a drop of blood.

A saber-toothed tiger anti-armored chariot rushed out of the trench, and the tracks of the rear wheel pulled up a piece of sand, which made it a target. The Judger's grenade "shot" seemed to fall on its face and exploded. One big horn after another, the explosion spread from the bomb storage bin, and in a blink of an eye, the roof of the tank was lifted, revealing the red metal structure inside and the driver's coke-like profile.

One after another, the queen was put down by the king insect, and the sharp bone spurs were like steel nails pierced into the backs of the fled soldiers, and then pierced through the front chests. The remaining potential was submerged into the base wall, and a piece of titanium steel plate collapsed. .

The two king insects flew directly into the sky above the wall with the anti-aircraft fire. In the blink of an eye, there were eight arrogant warriors wearing golden armors on the wall. Their whiplashes were windless and their movements were like flowing clouds. , The moon white energy sword cut through the sky, leaving a touch of blue, not so much a killing, but a dance.

After the energy sword was cut, the 120mm double cannon turret was like a ripe watermelon. It was divided into two and exploded in all directions. The sturdy shock wave shook the shell away. A fanatic tapped on one foot and lunged forward. Out, to the very top, the body turned around, and on the head and feet, a type of "flying fairy from the sky", the blazing silver light ignited the entire void, and the core of the fixed-point orbital gun wrapped in zongzi sent a wave of energy, two After breathing, it was like a small nuclear bomb exploding, broadcasting a round of dazzling light toward the battlefield.

Among the flying debris, a golden shadow jumped horizontally and horizontally, and finally a thick steel plate with a diameter of 4 meters was hit on the toe. A silver storm spread from the foothold, and numerous cracks radiated rapidly toward the edge, and eventually broke into several pieces.

The recoil force drove the fanatics, shaped like a golden cannonball, leaning diagonally toward the ground battlefield.

A machine gun bunker is following the battle plan made by Huo Qing earlier, spitting out flames at the machine gunners who are constantly sliding down. The fire light illuminates the way forward, but it does not shine on the **** of death falling from the sky.

The energy sword is like a tofu with a pointed blade, and it easily sinks into the heart of the bunker.

There is no picture, no details, only screams from the communicator...

A similar scene was staged across the battlefield. Some soldiers huddled deep in the trenches, some hid in the shadows of scrapped tanks, and some were blind. UU reading www.uukanshu. com shot all around blankly.

They are like birds with a horrified bow, evasively avoiding those heavenly soldiers, no matter how cruel punishments can not defeat the human fear of death, the roar of the officer in the communicator has long been deceived by them.

Escape, immediately escape, the farther you escape, the better!

Rout is like an avalanche, from individual to partial, from partial to the whole line, the snow ball is getting bigger and bigger, and it is out of control. Because no one knew if there would be monsters coming out of the ground, swallowing them up with dark green acid. They do not want to face the fierce "mountain leopard", and even more do not want to encounter the "black bear".

There are also those aliens that look like dogs. They use the trench terrain to jump vertically, like a blood-devouring dog raised by the **** of death. Once they are thrown down by it, death is the only result.

Of course, these are secondary. Those golden armor warriors who jumped off the fence are the real gods of death, the reciter of hell's elegy.

In the face of the howling bullets, even the cannons and rockets, they never retreated, and they didn't even move to evade. An unknown faint blue light wave forms a high-energy shield on their body surface, which not only absorbs the heat radiation generated by the explosion, but also can bounce off the fragments moving at high speed.

The fixed-point orbital guns became a pile of scrap iron. The 120MM twin cannon turret was cut off by half of the head. As for the machine gun bunkers, they became a natural coffin, burying their colleagues and comrades in arms.

What do you say about holding on, what about counterattack! Faced with such an enemy, rushing forward is to deliver food, they... they are simply an invincible division! (Build a book friend group: 125657915, vacant position to wait for you book friends)