My biological black technology

The two mechas quickly pursued, while the Moore battleship, which was driven ahead and kept changing directions to escape, was busy running for its life, as if a fish that had bitten the hook was making its final death struggle.

If it is strong enough, it may be possible to break free from the fisherman's hook or even drag the fisherman into the water. However, the truth is that it is not powerful enough. At least it's not powerful enough compared to these two warp mechas.

In the dark deep space universe, the warships of the Moorish civilization simply did not dare to flee in a straight line. The warp gravity tearing bombs that popped up around them from time to time gave it a terrifying background music all the time.

Together with this vast and boundless dark sky, it seems that it has become a nest of evil beasts, as if there will be terrifying existences at any time, swallowing them completely in one bite.

While fleeing like crazy, the Moore battleship kept throwing out communication signals towards the rear.

"Stop, stop, you misunderstood. We have already given the most severe punishment to those who defrauded your transaction last time. It was entirely their personal behavior. We really come here with apologies this time. , those alliance members also came for a friendly visit with friendship and goodwill."

"We have a large number of cherished resources and a very valuable knowledge system, which are all ready to be exchanged and exchanged."

"Stop chasing and you'll get more!"

"If this continues, we will be finished and you will get nothing..."

Signals are delivered hastily.

The frequency of communication requests is getting higher and higher, and the other party no longer cares about hiding his weakness and fear.

However, this did not affect Mu Jiangfei and Zhang Xuebin's quick pursuit.

"Haha, the desire to survive is quite strong." Zhang Xuebin snorted in his heart, "But this bastard's shell is quite hard, and the reactive armor is really thick."

"After enduring so many attacks, he was still able to stumble and escape."

"Besides, he's pretty good at making it up. If he can't deceive, he'll just come with a bad promise, cherished resources, valuable knowledge, haha." Zhang Xuebin sneered, his heart filled with disdain. The mouth of an enemy is a liar, but Zhang Xuebin can't Not a three-year-old.

Not to mention knowing their details a long time ago, even if you don't know, which warship will bring a complete set of knowledge system with it when going out. Even if there are indeed some, those that can be brought out for trading are only ordinary goods.

And for this kind of guy who is running away like a chicken.

To be honest, don't say Zhang Xuebin looks down on him.

But in the battle plan formulated by the combat laboratory, in terms of spoils and scientific knowledge, to them, they are of lower value.

The highest value of the existence of these enemies is the memories and knowledge in their minds. These allow China to quickly understand the surrounding interstellar environment, so they are particularly important.

Continuously being pursued, the only Moore warship at large was already in danger. The long-term over-power operation of the engine made the reactive armor overwhelmed.

During the pursuit, Mu Jiangfei quickly approached again, and the close-range firepower was tilted, which once again increased the load on the Moore battleship's reactive armor. The battleship's condition was getting worse and worse. It could be clearly distinguished that the main battleship of the Moore Civilization was under attack. Already in a shaky state.

Warp speed navigation is already difficult to maintain.

The road to death is close.

The warships of the Moorish civilization had never thought of taking advantage of their thick armor. Now they were repeating their old tricks. They frequently wanted to get close to and hit Mu Jiangfei's mecha, and then directly hit it, taking the opportunity to inflict wounds on the mecha, and then create safety hazards for themselves. Time to speed away.

However, Mu Jiangfei had superb driving skills and plenty of patience, so he was not fooled at all. After a million kilometers of riding a big roller, he drifted away.

"It's your turn!" Mu Jiangfei had just finished pouring out a piece of combat communication. Zhang Xuebin, who was clinging behind the Moore battleship, received the message in the blink of an eye. They cooperated quite tacitly, rotating attacks and taking breaks at intervals.

People can rest, but the attack cannot stop.

As soon as Zhang Xuebin realized something, the mecha's main accelerating engine immediately entered a super-power state, and the mecha's speed surged. Then, almost exactly like Mu Jiangfei, it pressed close to the roller, and the warp gravity tearing shells poured out.

The silent explosion triggered a short-term violent distortion of time and space. The Moorish civilization wanted to change everything. However, the battleship was too clumsy. It wanted to change the fate of falling into the abyss, but it was very powerless.

After the attack was completed, Zhang Xuebin threw out a tail flower beautifully and sent a combat signal. The fuselage reversed and circled around again to penetrate the opponent's tail.

For the thickly armored Blood Ox, the two relied on this simple and effective tactic, constantly relying on high-speed and flexible maneuvers to bleed the main battleship, gradually weakening the opponent until the target was finally on the verge of death, and then sent them on their last journey.

As for the Moore battleship, faced with such a sustained and calm attack, it did not greedy for credit, did not advance rashly, could not be hit, could not be touched, and the ubiquitous shadow of death was enough to drive people crazy.

As time passed, there were several more rotating attacks in the blink of an eye.

Desperate flight, twisted escape route, every time the battleship tried to pick up speed, but was immediately beaten to no avail by another attack. That kind of powerlessness was like clearly having wings, but every time it wanted to fly, it was hit by a precise force. Pulled away.

Hit, can't hit.

Run, can't run.

The battleship is already in danger, and its condition is getting worse and worse.

At this time, Mu Jiangfei and Zhang Xuebin were still flying in formation at the tail of the Moore battleship. After several cycles of rotating attacks, the two met again. The irregular intervals between attacks made the enemy even more frightened in the darkness.

At this time, the two mechas were less than 50,000 kilometers apart.

"According to the current attack effect, they can't escape." Mu Jiangfei sent a message.

"So, we have to be more careful about the other party jumping over the wall." The two were rivals and friends during training, and they communicated very smoothly.

"Yes, we must be more vigilant. On the surface, their peace communications are always sending out and begging for peace. It looks ridiculous, but it inevitably contains the meaning of paralyzing our combat consciousness."

"According to their understanding of our combat characteristics, it is very likely that they will use their last resort in the next rotational attack cycle."

"Yes, it is not a possibility, it should be a necessity. If they still have a trump card, if they don't use it, they will have no chance to use it again." Zhang Xuebin agreed during the summons.

"So, this kind of main battleship's last resort is very dangerous, don't you be afraid." Mu Jiangfei sent a message.

"Haha, if I'm afraid of death, I won't become a soldier."

"I've already pulled a glory bomb once."

"good!"

To have the upper hand, but not to be dazzled by the short-term advantage, this is the consciousness that must be possessed in interstellar independent operations.

There is no real-time communication, no quick support.

The fault tolerance of the battlefield is very low.

One mistake may cost you your life, and one mistake may cost you your victory, so you must maintain a high degree of sensitivity to details.