Alien Domination

The body stretched out, and the sea of ​​clouds flew quietly.

His emotions had already calmed down.

Anxiety, anger, or the pain caused by nearly 300,000 alien deaths, all kinds of negative emotions have been far away from him.

It's like playing against other aliens in normal times, or playing against alien beasts and aliens in the endless universe.

I never thought I would face a main ship alone, but when things got to this point, everything was inevitable.

The calmed sea of ​​clouds, all he wanted to do now was to catch up with the main ship, but blast it.

The fact that it can withstand nearly 300,000 alien deaths, but Yunhai cannot accept that after their suicide attack, the most threatening main ship is still intact.

So he showed up, he wanted to test whether he could blow up a main ship by himself.

As for how to explode, or whether it can explode, none of these clouds has ever considered.

Some things may be unsure, but when they should be done, they cannot back down and escape after all.

Calm, just mindset.

Of course, Yun Hai is still very cautious, so his mental power has always been highly concentrated.

The beams of particles resembling lightsabers, like straight lightning, struck them continuously and fiercely.

The trajectory of each lightning, the gaps and gaps between lightning and lightning.

It is the speed of light, no matter if the sea of ​​clouds or the blazing lightning.

So almost the instant he saw it, the lightning had already arrived.

Always avoiding these sharp and terrifying attacks in an instant, Yunhai relies on it, but it is not his brain.

No matter how fast his brain turns, it can't be compared to an intellectual brain.

Most of them rely on perception, which stems from the keen perception of the alien.

Yunhai may be able to resist the attack of the auxiliary artillery.

Even if he is still in human form now.

But even Yun Hai did not dare to try hard to resist the attack of the main ship's main gun.

He counted the time silently in his heart, Yun Hai didn't care about the sudden appearance of the heavy and slow-flying main ship.

Even the continuous and terrifying particle light bombardment of the main ship could not hurt him, how could Yun Hai care about the large swarm of fighter jets that were ejected from the main ship and flew quickly oncoming.

Including those three assault ships and reconnaissance ships that have not escaped his perception.

Instead of advancing in his own direction, he flew out of the main ship, and three assault ships and more reconnaissance ships flew in other directions.

Obviously, there are some very important people sitting there.

However, which ship is only for the big man and where he intends to escape is not important to Yun Hai.

What he had to do was to fly in the sky full of particle light bombardment, defeat the oncoming fleet, then skim the space full of traps, and then blast the main ship severely.

Nearly 300,000 aliens have not been completed, Yunhai decided to complete it.

Not just for revenge for nearly 300,000 aliens, but the existence of this main ship, like a poisonous thorn pierced into his heart.

So Yunhai decided to unplug it, even if this process might cause his heart to bleed and hurt.

In the mental perception, a large spot of light is rapidly approaching.

At this time, perhaps it was the problem of energy overload, or the battleship wanted to give these fighter groups some opportunities. When the fighter group approached the effective attack range, the main ship that had been violently bombarding finally misfired.

Still not incarnate into a huge alien shape, Yun Hai has been converging his hands on his side, slowly clenching into a fist.

The body that was flying steadily rose suddenly in an instant.

When a missile flew under him, Yunhai's body passed by a fighter plane at the same time.

In the cockpit of that fighter plane, the pale-faced pilot had no time to react at all, and his head suddenly pulled up, clinging to the hard steel glass.

A small hole appeared in the driving window made of hard steel glass at some point.

The huge pressure difference sucked out a hole in the pilot's originally not very hard helmet in a short period of time.

Immediately afterwards, trying his best to control the fighter plane to turn and crash into the sea of ​​clouds, his skull was sucked out of a hole by the strong air pressure.

The white-flowered brain pulp and scarlet blood, including a large amount of brain tissue, all turned into a fountain of liquid ejected from the small hole of the steel glass.

The moment the brain broke open, the pilot was already dead.

The fluids and organs in his body were torn to pieces by the terrifying pressure difference, including his bones were pulled to pieces, turned into powder, and sprayed continuously from the small holes in the steel glass.

This scene, through the monitoring equipment on the fighter plane, was completely transmitted back to the brains of the distant main ship.

Perhaps because this is the first fighter to contact the target, the brain clearly magnifies this scene in the virtual light screen projection.

"vomit……"

When seeing the tall pilot's body shrinking rapidly, it eventually became smaller and smaller until the life-sustaining protective suit disappeared completely. In the main control room, looking at the blood splattered around in the empty cockpit, several pale female soldiers were holding their hands. The mouth bent down.

Not every soldier has the opportunity to see this extremely cruel or disgusting scene.

Not every soldier can ignore or ignore it.

"Zoom in that light and shadow!"

No one criticized the female soldiers, and King Roco turned a blind eye, even if the vomit of a technician not far from him almost splashed on his glamorous military boots.

In fact, there is no need for his deliberate order, someone is already doing it.

On the largest virtual light screen, the empty fighter plane covered with blood flew away towards the endless cosmic void, where the picture stopped, disappeared, and instantly changed to another picture.

It's just a vague shadow. Even if the fighters are equipped with the latest detection and monitoring equipment, even if the target is almost flying past the fighter, it is difficult to get a clear picture of the target at the speed of light.

Fortunately, the brain is very useful, it has many ways to deal with this kind of problem.

As a result, in the dark universe in the distance, when one fighter after another just bloomed like gorgeous fireworks, the vague picture finally became clear.

"what!"

"how is this possible!"

"Did I read it wrong? Or was there something wrong with the brain processing the picture?"

In the rush of exclamation, more people took a breath.

I have never been so gaffe before. I don't know how many winds and waves have been experienced in his life. King Roco can do it under almost any circumstances.

However, at this moment, when he saw the unknown target that was still blurry but enough for people to distinguish on the screen, King Roco reacted exactly like the others.

As if unable to believe what he saw, King Roco stretched out his trembling left hand and rubbed his eyes.

"boom!"

The tea cup with the right temperature in his right hand fell down and was squeezed heavily on the side corner of the metal control platform table top to break.

The dark brown tea was soaked in it, like blood stains on the dashboard and the driver's seat in the cockpit of a fighter jet that I did not know where it was already flying.