Under the ravages of lightning and storms, this sea area has almost become a nightmare place.
People stared nervously at the turbulent water in the interweaving of darkness and lightning. Not long after, a red and green light that was out of tune with the surrounding environment crossed the night. Antonio, who was watching this scene, looked a little helpless.
"Do I really want to go?" He gestured to Sabrina twice.
The Archon nodded affirmatively at him.
Antonio rubbed his wrist, and a few seconds later, he jumped directly out of the open door of the helicopter.
During the thrilling bungee jumping, I caught a glimpse of the mecha 'Juliet' starting a firefight with one of the bugs. The red and green light was emitted by it when it flew past.
Juliet is the name of Marshal Ganger's little granddaughter.
The color scheme of the mecha was said to be designed by the little girl herself. If it was placed under the sunlight during the day, it might be praised as childlike, but now in the dark, the mecha looked like a Lego toy that had run out of a cartoon... No, I'm talking about the mecha, it looks weird no matter how you look at it.
The 'Mockingbird' controlled by Antonio was much more normal.
The overall color of the mecha is dark blue. Its advantage is speed, but its weakness is that its shell is not very resistant to impact.
Logically, he was responsible for protecting the Archon and should have carried a meat-shield mecha, but his early experiences had taught him the idea that the best defense was offense. In addition, the fundamental function of such a large weapon was to kill the enemy rather than to trap his own people, so so far no one had commented on the little Robin Bird he usually drove.
The appearance of the two mechas temporarily reversed the situation in a short period of time.
Combat experience is etched into the Zerg's genes; they seem to know how to kill enemies from birth. But no matter what, this group of creatures in the sea is dealing with one of humanity's most advanced technological products for the first time. Caught off guard, several bugs were chopped into the water, and a sticky, indescribable liquid suddenly covered the sea surface, casting a layer of bright silver light on the surface of the huge white bones below.
However, the blood soon slid down from the bones and was washed away by the water. If someone could observe carefully through the lightning in the dark, they would find that the place stained with the Zerg blood was flashing a not very obvious red light.
More than ten minutes later, the Zerg army paid a heavy price and gradually began to adapt to the escalating battle.
What is terrifying is that in just these few tens of minutes, a considerable number of them have rapidly evolved shells that can withstand high-intensity lightning, which are attached to the surface of the hard white bone layer, causing some insects to begin to tentatively advance to higher places.
Amidst the layers of protection from others, Sabrina looked thoughtfully at the old man from the Vatican who was kneeling on the helicopter deck.
His bright golden eyes still sparkled in the darkness, but this could not hide the dark circles under his old face and the fine red bloodshot at the whites of his eyes. The old man looked exhausted, but his prayers did not stop, and his back was straight.
It is difficult to say whether the Zerg's evolution speed is too astonishing or the Pope's power is gradually declining.
Maybe both.
Once the thunder and lightning that are suppressing the enemy completely stop, the soldiers' flesh and blood will have to face the Zerg army.
No one wants to come face to face with these monsters that can travel freely in the universe in the atmosphere.
However, according to Murphy's Law, if something can go wrong, no matter how small the possibility is, it will always happen.
Nearly ten minutes later, the moonlight regained its dominance over the night. The dark clouds in the sky showed signs of dispersing, but the thunder and lightning still did not stop, but seemed a little weak.
Dozens of surviving Zergs keenly sensed the weakening of the enemy's offensive. One of them shook its bony wings and suddenly disappeared from people's sight.
This change startled Antonio, who was about one kilometer away from the main force. He subconsciously turned around and rushed towards Sabrina's location. A few seconds later, without slowing down, he saw a fighter jet in the northeast explode into a bright red firework in the moonlight, and the insect that had disappeared just now was flapping its wings and hovering not far from the center of the explosion.
“…”
He was speechless due to shock. On the one hand, it was because the other party's burst of speed in a short period of time was simply astonishing. On the other hand, the invisibility that lasted only a few seconds even fooled the search device on the mecha. No wonder the fighter crashed without any reaction.
This is completely different from people's previous understanding of the Zerg, and it could only be the effect of the white skeleton in the sea water.
It has the power to enhance human supernatural abilities, and now it seems that even the Zerg's bodies are strengthened during their growth and development.
The current discovery is by no means good news for anyone.
Antonio's heart sank, and he rushed towards Sabrina again. In this situation, he could not believe that a helicopter and a dozen peripheral soldiers could guarantee the safety of the consul.
Halfway through the journey, he received a call from Marshal Gongger.
"What are you doing?!" The stern voice of the old man, who was riding a childishly colored mecha but had astonishing combat power, came from the external speaker. "If we retreat now, the insects that slip through will cause greater losses to the army! If they take the opportunity to escape and infiltrate human society, we will be finished!"
"My first priority is to protect His Excellency the Consul," Antonio said grimly.
"you……"
"I'll keep an eye on the situation." He interrupted Marshal Gonger, "But the situation is critical now. Unless there is a fourth mecha on this capital planet today, I'm afraid we will have no choice but to fill the gap with human lives."
Antonio's so-called "fourth mecha" was just self-deprecating, but Marshal Gongger on the opposite side was strangely silent for a while.
"...I don't know if he'll come." After a while, the old man opposite said, "But I guess no one is in the mood to catch a fugitive now, right?"
An idea flashed through Antonio's mind in a flash.
A name emerged that had stood on the frontier for nearly ten years and had become almost indelibly legendary.
"You mean—"
He couldn't finish the second half of his sentence before another insect followed its kind and disappeared into the night. The next second, a hot flame landed precisely on its trajectory, blasting out the enemy who had used some unknown skill to hide his body!
Faintly, the red light emitted by the white skeleton in the water became more dazzling, but at this time no one had the energy to look at it.
Everyone's eyes fell on the strange pearl-white mecha that suddenly appeared.
Its style looks somewhat familiar. Just a year ago, when Marshal Igor Sullivan was not yet on the wanted list, countless game manufacturers on the Star Network imitated this style to create countless virtual models. Each one was a big hit and could be said to be a walking trademark.
Even if the game operation is terrible, there are still Igor's fans who are willing to bow down to the rich people who bought this mecha model.
What is the weathervane of the times? Igor himself was once a weathervane.
Even now, even though people have not seen this mecha and its various peripheral products for a long time, they can still recognize them at a glance at this moment.
The war correspondents who were on the front line risking their lives to prepare manuscripts were excited.
Countless eyes across the Federation were glued to the battlefield on the capital planet. The reporters' cameras were high-tech, allowing them to capture the sudden appearance of the white mecha with crystal clarity, despite the distance and harsh surroundings. Even more terrifying, some television stations were broadcasting the scene live—the sudden alarm in the dead of night, the unknown undercover agents, the Zerg conspiracy—all unfolded so quickly that concealment was impossible, almost leading one to suspect a deliberate act of publicity.
In a federal emergency, the only option is to take backup measures, keeping the channels of reporters on the scene in the hands of one's own people, filming what should be filmed at critical moments and covering up what should not appear in front of people, just like no camera has so far included the corpse of the giant monster that cannot be ignored in the picture.
However, Igor's mecha appeared too quickly.
The cameraman was staring at the Zerg that disappeared and reappeared for a moment and was unable to move his camera away.
They could only open their mouths wide, give up thinking, and frantically press the shutter button, watching helplessly as the legendary 'Saint Valentine', who was supposed to be black, blossomed like a white rose in the dark night, taking the lives of his enemies with its soft and beautiful petals and hideous branches hidden in the shadows, gradually transforming from a quiet and gentle beauty into a bloody and terrifying butcher.
Wherever it passes, there is no thunderous roar, but it is precise and deadly, leaving no one alive.
Marshal Gongger wanted to raise his hand to rub his forehead, but then he realized that his nerves were connected to the mecha.
He sighed slightly, and once again felt the difference in Igor Sullivan.
From the other party's family, bloodline, talent, to some indescribable... power that seems to be blessed or cursed by the heavens.
Aside from Igor, he had never seen anyone else pilot a mech with such bloody yet gorgeous beauty. Just like Igor's mechanical leg, the mech felt less like a weapon to this man than like another hand naturally connected to his limbs.
"The fourth mecha you asked for." Marshal Gonger's old voice reached Antonio's ears, "It's here now."
Antonio did not answer, he still wanted to rush to Sabrina's side. At this time, the dark clouds in the sky had completely dispersed, and the sky after the storm revealed a clear and peaceful atmosphere. The round moon hung above their heads, as if it turned a blind eye to the tragic battlefield on earth, and calmly watched all the lives living and dead.
Just then, Antonio saw a man standing on one of the fighter planes.
The man appeared out of nowhere, shrouded in a black cloak, his figure hazy even in the bright moonlight. He stared down at Igor Sullivan's back, motionless as a statue, but Antonio didn't see any hostility in him, but instead a certain inexplicable tenderness.
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