Salted Fish of Super Seminary

Chapter 64: The Spring of the Devouring Beast

Chapter 63: The Spring of the Devouring Beast
After getting into position and aiming at the bull's eye, Lao Li pulled the trigger with full confidence.

After a loud bang, a wooden target in the distance stood still, as if mocking someone's overestimation of his own abilities.

Old Li, who didn't believe it, pulled the trigger continuously. After five "click, click, click, click, click", only one bullet hit the target.

After seeing this scene, Yun Yang instantly regained his confidence. It turned out that it was not that he was not suitable for playing with guns, but that there was really something wrong with the gun.

At this time, Lao Li also realized something and stopped shooting. Instead, he walked back to the table where the guns were placed.

Looking at the problematic rifle, Lao Li moved his wrist and took it apart in no time.

He took out the barrel and pointed it at his eyes, trying to see if that was the cause of the barrel's bending.

I took a look and the barrel seemed fine, straight. Could it be a rifling problem?

After taking another look at the rifling inside, Lao Li really found the problem.

The rifling inside seems to be worn out quite badly. This gun should be a training gun used by many people.

"The rifling is almost worn out, turning it into a smoothbore rifle. It's normal that it's inaccurate." Seeing Yun Yang looking at him, Lao Li felt that he had to comfort him.

"The rifling is worn out? Doesn't this thing not use bullets?" Yun Yang was a little confused. How can the rifling be worn out without bullets?

"It's true that it doesn't use bullets, but its rifling will still wear out." Lao Li said as if he was used to it. He had also heard about this from the soldiers.

“What the hell is this principle? It’s beyond my knowledge.” Yun Yang said helplessly, totally confused.

Unnamed barren star system.

A star system with only one planet seems quite barren, but it is destined to be recorded in the history of some civilization.

This is already a huge interstellar battlefield. Taotie and the three subordinate civilizations of the Angel Civilization have gathered heavily in this star system that doesn’t even have a name.

Because some civilizations lost their planets in this war, even interstellar civilizations could not withstand such losses.

Because the angel warriors of Tiancheng are fighting against demons and male angels, it seems that the strength of Taotie and giant wolves can barely match that of these subordinate civilizations.

There are even signs of being suppressed. After all, the civilizations under the jurisdiction of these angels are under the protection of justice and order, and their population base is more than ten times that of the Taotie.

However, because of their beliefs, their love of killing, their maxed-out combat talents, and the technical support provided by the god of death Carl, Taotie has become a top-level space civilization. Their weapons and equipment are much better than those of the subordinate civilizations under the protection of the just order.

Especially when it comes to high-powered anti-star weapons, the civilizations under the angels have no weapons other than nuclear weapons that can cause a huge blow to the Taotie flagship and can only wear down their shields bit by bit.

Naturally, there are some considerations of Holy Kesha here. These subordinate civilizations are all in the Angel Nebula. As a dominant civilization in the known universe, it will not allow others to sleep beside its bed. It understands this truth.

Since the angel civilization can protect them, there is no need for more powerful weapons and equipment. Isn't it better to pursue the happiness of life?
As a military civilization that enjoys creating death, Taotie will directly launch anti-star weapons if there is no suppression. This is why this star system is used as a battlefield.

The entire star system is filled with warships flying along a certain predetermined orbit. Unless at the last moment, there will be basically no chance of two warships colliding with each other.

Densely packed warships, small airships and drones were flying towards a metal grinding wheel. There were colorful laser beams and missiles with long smoke tails, but more were the wreckage of warships that had been destroyed by the explosion.

Just when the two sides were fighting in full swing, a team of large mechas flew out from the Taotie side and followed the warship to the battlefield, inconspicuously.

However, these insignificant mechas caused the loss of more than a dozen battleships to the subordinate civilization alliance within ten minutes of entering the battlefield.

As a last resort, they had to send out their own super soldiers, otherwise they would not be able to withstand such a level of loss and they had to defeat the Taotie's cutting-edge forces.

Twenty first-generation super soldiers and one second-generation super soldier, all of whom have mass-produced physical enhancements and sensory enhancements, set foot on the battlefield under the commander's earnest expectations.

"You are all treasures of civilization. Try your best to protect yourselves while completing the mission. Do you understand?" The commander-in-chief shouted to the soldiers in front of him.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

"set off!"

Looking at the super soldiers lined up in neat rows, the commander-in-chief said a little worriedly.

“You still don’t understand.”

The Taotie main flagship, the Taotie King Shishou, was sitting in the command hall watching the battlefield situation. He saw that the opposite side was gradually compressing their airspace with the advantage in the number of warships.

The Beast directly ordered those blessed by death to go to the battlefield to seize the glory that belonged to them.

Sure enough, in less than half an hour, the Death Blessing Tactical Team achieved great results.

Each of the fifteen blessed warriors can destroy a battleship in less than half an hour.

Before he could be happy for long, a group of warriors wearing golden and red combat armor encountered these blessed warriors.

With the advantage of being the first to move, the super soldiers directly destroyed a small team and three mechas. Before they had time to be happy, the remaining large mechas also reacted and no longer cared about the frigates. They came in groups to encircle and suppress these super soldiers who were dangerous to the Taotie.

Because of the blessed warrior's gourd baby's act of saving his grandfather, after sacrificing seven melee comrades, they relied on tacit cooperation to destroy the big mecha that had been arrogant for nearly an hour.

"King, all the blessed warriors have returned to the arms of my god Karl." A Taotie came to report.

"Well, I see."

Looking at the silent team of super soldiers in the ruins of the battleship, Shishou wondered whether he should take the risk again.

The last time he fought with the black-armored warrior, he was frightened by his strange ability and did not perform well. After so many days of calculations, Shishou felt that he had a chance to kill the black-armored warrior.

All you have to do is chop off his head when his speed is restricted. There is no need to calculate his physical data.

Being dismembered means death, and having your head chopped off also means death. I always feel that I haven't performed well.

Looking at the dozen or so super soldiers in golden-red armor in front of him, Shishou directly activated the void engine and defined their speed.

Watching the super soldiers in slow motion, Shishou felt a sense of dominance in his heart. He felt more and more that he had not performed well last time. The engine had the ability given by the god of death to suppress angels.

Such a good opportunity to kill the most beautiful creature in the known universe was wasted because of a small piece of black armor.

Thinking of this, Shishou couldn't help but beat his chest and stamp his feet, considering when to go looking for trouble next time.

He found a place to sit down, and Shishou brought all the super soldiers behind the shelters to his front, then sat on the ground and spoke slowly.

“You, the super soldiers, used to seem so strong to me that you could kill me easily.

Because of my long-standing fear of super soldiers, I missed an opportunity that could have allowed me to feel the glory.

I already know that your super soldiers' bodies are difficult to deal with. This is where I suffered a loss last time.

So this time, I will follow my centuries-old love and destroy you physically."

After saying these words to the confusion of the super soldier team, Shi Shi drew out the newly installed greatsword behind him and slowly walked to the first super soldier.

"Goodbye." As he said goodbye, blood spurted out from the wound, then slowly turned into ice crystals and floated in the air.

As the killing continued, Shishou's mood became extremely happy. He was obsessed with the feeling of killing super soldiers, and it felt like a reflexive serf singing.

When the Beast-eater controlled the super soldiers, the subordinate civilization alliance began emergency rescue. They wanted to use space wormholes to directly teleport the treasures of these civilizations back.

However, the physical data of super soldiers is too huge. Although the data is stored, it changes all the time, and the stored data can only be used as a reference.

When the Beast walked towards the sixth super soldier, a wormhole appeared under the feet of the super soldiers who were waiting for death. A claw stretched out from it and pulled them in directly.

Looking at the arm he had cut off, Shishou was not angry. He knew that someone was observing him through something.

He made a downward chopping motion in a show of force and went back in a happy mood.

Compared to Shishou's happy mood, the commander-in-chief of the Civilization Alliance under his command had a red face, trembling lips, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is the cultural heritage of their three families. Just in this battle, more than half of it was lost. How can they fight?
Isn't Taotie a space-class civilization? How can there be such a person? He is almost as strong as an angel. No, he is stronger than an angel. After all, an angel cannot control the speed of others.

With this battle experience, Shishou happily gave the order to use the Fierce Tide to end the battle.

Looking at the fleeing enemy, Shishou did not give the order to pursue them, but chose to return to the solar system and continue to cause trouble for the angels and the black armor.

The majesty of the king cannot be tarnished, let alone the gluttonous king Shishou, who thinks that Carl is second only to him. He wants to cut the black-armored man who scared him last time into pieces to vent his anger.

Yun Yang, who was hated, was talking to the Great Elder who was in the safe house. For the genetic backup of the galactic power, the Great Elder wanted to use it for something. After learning that Yun Yang wanted to become a flying unit to better clear out the enemies in the sky, he happily agreed.

This call was also a helpless act. Yun Yang did not want to trouble this hard-working old man, but he had no choice because Ge Xiaolun did not know where the genetic backup was.

(End of this chapter)