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Chapter 449 Young people should not talk about martial arts!
"Human, I want to have a one-on-one glory duel with you!"

The standard Texas English made Fisher think that what he was facing was not an alien, but a cowboy from a Texas farm, but the cowboy was not holding a Winchester lever rifle in his hand, but It's an ax gun, er, a half ax gun left.

"A bodyguard, appear here, where is your prophet master? Was he killed by the Master Chief?"

Fisher poked the sore spot of the guards with one mouthful. As the elite guards of glory, their mission is to protect the safety of the supreme leaders of the Satellite Alliance, that is, the safety of the prophets. People who are more likely to kill a few unlucky guards, such as the Master Chief, and Lieutenant Colonel Jerome 092 of the Spartan Red Team also have many unlucky elite guards in their records, so Fisher estimates that it should be After the split of the Star Alliance, this bodyguard couldn't find a job, so he came to work for the Star Alliance commander. To put it bluntly, it was a routine for the royal guard to come out as a mercenary.

Sure enough, the guard who had been breached became furious, but his body was covered in wounds and blood, and he couldn't speak loudly even if he wanted to scold him back. He could only bear his injuries and said to Fisher.

"Stop talking nonsense, human beings, I want to perform glory with you..."

"A gay guy opened my pants chain!"

Before the guard finished speaking, Fisher drew his sword in his hand and stepped forward. The shining javelins gathered in it, and the great sword slashed out against the wind.

The two people staggered, Fisher put away his sword and got up, the guard was still standing there, but his head was missing, and in the distance, an energy javelin shining with colorful streamers was flying down the valley with a familiar head stuck in it.

"Look, I'm up, one move in seconds, a fight with a chicken!!" Fisher turned around and shrugged, and then switched to two guns.

"All bayonets on, ready to attack!"

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The commander of the Star Alliance still doesn't know that his personal guards have been blown up by rockets, or the kind of ashes that can't even put together the body parts. He just returned to his spaceship at this moment, and then counted Get off the crew of the spaceship.

Unfortunately, because of the missionary's call, there are not many combat troops left on hand. Now the entire spaceship has less than a thousand crew members and mechanics left. Although there is no shortage of weapons, the problem lies in the training and morale.

The Covenant commander tried to mobilize some manpower to help the mothership again, but there was also bad news there. The fourth-stage Spartans and a large number of hell paratroopers produced by humans like potatoes are already eating, sleeping, and beating peas. He beat his subordinates to pieces. If there were not a large number of Prometheus knights accompanying them, I am afraid that the Covenant army would have become the fourth phase of outstanding military exploits.

The bad news continues. With nearly 80.00% of the battleship’s external turrets damaged, part of the hull damaged, liquid cooling pipes leaked, and cabins depressurized and caught fire, the entire ship is now impossible to take off.

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"Here is Assault Crow One (Two)! Already in place"

The belly of the two planes was hollowed out, and a Raven transport aircraft replaced with a plasma cannon was suspended at the tail of the CAS mothership, maintaining a distance of more than 200 meters from the opponent's jet engine. This is the second hangar of the CAS mothership. , generally only supply ships and troop carriers will enter from this hangar, but this is also the nearest large breach to the power compartment of the CAS mothership. In order to prevent the Covenant commander from destroying his own warship, Atlas must first It's time to fix the power cabin, cut off the energy supply of the battleship, and then slowly concoct the rest of the battleship structure.

"Get ready to fire!"

The driver put his left hand on the operating lever for emergency ejection, and fine-tuned the operating lever with his right hand. The sight on the eyepiece hud was aimed at the armor plate above the door of the mothership's hangar, where the generator of the airlock shield was located.

"Fire!"

Two fiery streams of plasma spewed out, hitting the mothership's armor made of nanocomposite materials.

The high temperature of tens of thousands of degrees instantly gnawed off a large piece of armor like a cake, and then the second round of bombardment, and the third round, repeated bombardment by two Assault Crows, finally tore the armor of the battleship, and then used plasma The damaged location created a small chain explosion that destroyed the energy shield blocking the airlock.

The crew of the spacecraft guarding the hangar was shocked, and hurriedly set up the machine guns to prepare for the battle.

In the next second, amidst the panicked shouts of the Covenant crew and the roar of guns, the first Fighting Falcon gunship rushed into the hangar with plasma firepower, and before being completely smashed into a burning fireball, Fisher jumped out from mid-air, twirled his body in the air and pulled out the big sword, releasing a spiritual shock that sent all the panicked guards in the hangar flying away, and the weapons and spaceships were thrown crookedly side.

"We need support!"

When Fisher landed, more gunboats were integrated into the hangar, and the pilots opened the engine room to launch combat troops, while using the 20mm cannon under the belly of the machine to shoot at the door of the hangar, a large number of Covenant crew members with little combat experience Facing those deadly firepower straight, the fragile flesh turned into shattered flesh and flying armor pieces, and the whole passage instantly turned into a purgatory of flesh and blood, mixed with blood of various colors, flowing along the passage to the depths.

"Sir, the second hangar has found intruders, the garrison is retreating, and they are attacking the power cabin!" The panic report of the Covenant crew, mixed with intense gunfire, quickly reached the Covenant fleet commander's ears.

This tall, golden-armored elite who had participated in countless wars looked at the map of the battleship area in front of him that had begun to turn red, but he had another thing in his mind.

"Human beings are the inheritors of the mantle. We are just a bunch of thieves! Everything the prophet said is a lie!" The words of a colleague echoed in the mind of the fleet commander.

"Inheritance, who cares, what we really need is faith!" The fleet commander showed a bitter smile. In the past, their path of faith was guided by the prophet, but now without the prophet, the elite clan has also started a civil war, and he is Because I didn't want to participate in these things, I came to the backcountry to find what I really needed.

But now, it seemed, his faith wasn't going to save him.

Thinking of this, the Covenant Commander's confused heart suddenly calmed down. He showed his two energy swords, and his face was flushed red by the plasma energy.

"It's time to embark on my pilgrimage too!"

(End of this chapter)