Black Technology Brings Humanity to Upgrade Civilization

"..."

Hong Yi looked at the Bi An Squadron below, and his own fleet behind the Bi An Squadron, and felt a little tired.

Chase or not?

If they chase after it, the entire Moster fleet will be attacked by the protoss.

don't chase...

Hong Yi watched as the units of the Bi An Squadron dexterously avoided the stray bullet attacks of the Protoss, and then, together with the units of the Protoss, focused on those battleships that lost their shells.

The number of most mechatronics seems to be a drop in the bucket after the mechatronics of the Bi An Squadron entered the arena.

A Biyan body hugged a limb of a Moster body, and directly hugged the Moster repair body.

Then, the Moster body, which could not move, just watched helplessly as his battleship was blown up!

Husband's current crime-universe body version is online...

Thief tm wants to cry, okay!

"Keep chasing!"

Hong Yi saw that the Bi An squadron had lost five battleships not long after they entered the field, and couldn't help but ordered: "Drive the Galaxy Fleet away!"

While dodging stray bullets, the Bi An Squadron, who was watching the show, turned around and ran away when they saw the Moster Fleet chasing them again.

The two sides are chasing each other just below the war zone of the Protoss and the Most civilization.

The protoss commander looked at the stalemate in the battle zone again, and thought for a while: "Contact me the Galaxy Fleet!"

"Hello."

Feng Qingyang looked at the protoss commander who suddenly appeared again, and asked curiously: "Did our side affect your battle?"

"No."

The protoss commander shook his head and asked hesitantly: "You cooperate with us to destroy the Moster fleet!?"

"..."

Feng Qingyang turned his head to understand the situation with Hill, and then asked the commander, "How do we cooperate with you?"

"This one……"

Faced with Feng Qingyang's rhetorical question, Commander Protoss didn't know how to answer for a while.

No civilization will hand over the command of its own fleet to another civilization, and at the same time, it will not allow another civilization's fleet to mix with its own fleet.

The command authority is given out...

What should the other party do if they let themselves be cannon fodder?

Two civilization fleets mixed together...

What if the opponent has bad intentions and blooms in the center of one's own fleet?

This is why everyone is fighting on their own!

The protoss commander just wants the Bi An squadron to cooperate, as for how to fight...

It didn't even think about it.

193: Battle (11)

"Ah~"

Feng Qingyang looked at the protoss commander who couldn't say anything, and sighed helplessly: "Will your attack cause damage to our warship?"

"meeting!"

The protoss commander nodded, and explained vaguely: "Those weapons that can break the crystal film shell of the Most battleship can also cause damage to other types of warships.

Although the damage will be weakened a lot, but with more hits, it can also destroy other types of warships! "

"..."

Feng Qingyang looked at the Ork battlefield in front of him, pondered for a while, and said directly to the Protoss commander: "Do you dare to bet?"

"bet?"

The Protoss Commander asked in a daze, "What is gambling?"

"..."

Feng Qingyang pulled the brim of his hat to hide his embarrassing expression: Protoss people can gamble, and their thinking is not rigid...

"Do you believe us or not?"

"Do not believe!"

Facing Feng Qingyang's question, the protoss commander replied without hesitation: "You are also one of the participants in this war!

We don't trust you guys! "

"..."

Don't you fight back when you are beaten?

As for the reason for the war...

God knows!

Feng Qingyang shook his head helplessly, didn't bother to go on in circles, and directly said to the Protoss commander: "Your fleet command to fight against the Moster fleet is handed over to the captain of our squadron!

Commanded by our side, everyone cooperates with each other! "

"no!"

The protoss commander shook his head directly, and rarely asked: "Can you give us the command right?"

"can!"

Feng Qingyang continued without hesitation: "Can you guarantee that the losses for both of us are the lowest?

In the case of the lowest loss, get the biggest win! "

The protoss commander looked at Feng Qingyang with disdain: "Is the victory and defeat of the war related to the loss?