Marvel turns into Iron Man

If it weren't for the fact that most of the pilots of the Predator team were experienced elites, the Rockets and others would have been shot down long ago.

Even though the swarming undead ships are only a small group left, the number is still much larger than the predators.

As the war slave race of the Cree Empire, the Saka can be called really cheap.

Having lost their original civilization inheritance, all they can do is to continuously provide population to the Cree Empire.

As a depleting population for war, the twisted values ​​of the Saka regard death for the Kree as the highest honor.

The Saka and the marauders, who were driving the Necromancer, waged a brutal war in the sky.

Explosions occur from time to time, and people die in this sky battlefield like a meat grinder almost every moment.

It has to be said that things like war can indeed be regarded as the most expensive behavior.

In just a few minutes of firefighting, the Marauders lost at least tens of millions of spaceships, as well as trained pilots.

The Galactic Marauders are at war with the state machinery of the Kree Empire, but for the greater good.

All of this was seen by Yondu, although he was heartbroken, he could only grit his teeth and continue to order his men to attack.

No matter what, as long as this war can be won, he can not only get his money back, but even earn several times his money.

"—— Quill, Yondu, the passage is open, now, hurry up!"

In the communication channel, the hoarse sound of the rocket brought Quill and Yondu, who were walking in the sky battlefield, back to their senses.

They stopped biting the enemy's Necromancer and chased them desperately, and flew towards the Dark Star one after the other.

Of course, the journey to the Dark Asterisk is not destined to be too peaceful.

Quill also piloted the Miranda, shooting down one after another of the Necromancers blocking his way.

"Damn it, Quill, I'm shot down—"

"Don't play tricks on me, boy, we will see you after this matter is over!"

Under the control of Quill, the Miranda quickly escaped the dust and smoke generated by the explosion of a necromancer ship.

But in the communication channel in the earphone, there was Yondu's hoarse roar.

Don't even need to think about it, the Yondu at this moment must be spinning and falling, still cursing non-stop.

But Quill didn't have any fluctuations on his face. He lifted the nose of the Miranda expressionlessly and flew higher with a crew of people.

The situation on the battlefield is still chaotic, and the large number of Saka necromancers have even overwhelmed the raiders' offensive.

Gamora, who was sitting in the co-pilot next to Quill, felt a little pain in her finger that kept pressing the fire button.

The Miranda passed through the sky full of artillery fire, and flexibly avoided the enemy's attack in Quill's hands.

However, there are indeed too many enemies. Even so, there is still a considerable distance between the Miranda and the Dark Asterisk.

But above this distance, there are several necromancer ships, and there are several necromancer ships chasing behind them.

Although Quill's driving skills are good, it doesn't mean that he can escape the siege of several necromancer ships at once.

"Damn it, there are too many of them, we can't get around them—"

The battle situation seems to be getting more and more anxious, and the scale of victory seems to be constantly approaching the Accuser Cult.

If this situation continues, I am afraid that a large number of necromancer ships will soon be able to settle the predator's spaceship.

When all the predator's spaceships are gone, there is no way to stop Ronan from landing on the surface.

Then it's all over, it's really all over, there's no way to stop him anymore, Quill showed a complicated look on his face.

Obviously, the distance is less than a few miles, and with the speed of the Miranda, it can be reached within half a minute.

It's a pity that the blockade of the Miranda above the sky, and the pursuers behind it really make people feel a little desperate.

And this desperation didn't stop until several Necromancer ships exploded into sparks in the sky in the Miranda's not-so-large window.

Countless bright yellow figures appeared in everyone's eyes, they were spaceships of the Nova Guard Corps.

No one knows why the Marauders at this time have the armed assistance of a large number of Nova Guards.

But those bright yellow small single-person spaceships in the shape of a hexagram are overwhelming.

The spaceships that once captured Quill and the others in the square became their greatest help at this time.

What a ridiculous result—but the hope of victory once again ignited in the eyes of Quill and others.

"Peter Quill, I am Commander Danarian Thrall of the Nova Guard."

The sudden access sound in the communication channel followed, but to Quill's ears, it was like the sound of nature.

"With all due respect, I personally don't believe in the behavior of interstellar pirates like you."

"But this time, your helping hand is what we need most, so...thank you."

The small armed aircraft of the Nova Guard immediately wrapped Quill's Miranda in the center of the formation.

Looking at the spaceships flying past him one after another, Quill had an ecstatic expression on his face.

"See it, I knew it, that woman is indeed a typical duplicity!"

"They won't stand by, we have allies, hahahahahahaha—"

Perhaps dazzled by the sudden joy, Quill didn't even know what he was talking about.

He just kept laughing, but followed the formation of the Nova Guards and flew towards a higher place.

Even Gamora in the co-pilot seat couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

After the predators saw the appearance of their allies, they changed their current decline, and their offensive became sharper in an instant.

The Miranda flew at full speed under the control of Quill, and the six main thrusters behind it ignited blue-purple flames.

The violent back pushing made everyone's bodies firmly fixed on their backs on the back of the chair.

Immediately afterwards, Quill immediately aimed at the hole in the rear engine of the Dark Star that was blasted open by the rocket.

As if desperate, the Miranda crashed into the Dark Asterisk in an instant, but passed through the hole.

Thanks to the inertial potential energy of the spacecraft, the Miranda glides for a certain distance in the long energy channel behind the hole.

Feeling the bumps caused by the friction between the spaceship and the floor, Drax also burst out laughing at the sudden refreshing feeling.

Maybe his laughter infected others, Quill and Gamora looked at each other and smiled in unison.

Behind the hole is the long energy channel of the Dark Asterisk, which is specially responsible for transporting energy for the engine.

On both sides of this long energy pathway, there are many fully armed Saka people standing on the platform.

The first time they saw the Miranda, they opened fire on Quill and the others.

It's a pity that their weapons were not strong enough to penetrate the outer shell of the Miranda's spaceship, they just made a clanging sound.

Looking at those little white dots that lit up in the dimness, Quill couldn't help showing a smirk on his face.

He pulled the ship's control stick and forced the Miranda to bank to the right, playing drifts on the channel.

Gamora nodded understandingly, but she didn't intend to release the fire button at all.

The cannon muzzles protruding from between the Miranda's wings lit the passageway with tracer rounds.

And those tracer bullets were like cutting melons and vegetables, killing many Saka people who had no time to escape.

Maybe it's because of this kind of cheating behavior that Wushuang mows the lawn, which really makes people feel a sense of joy for no reason.

When the Miranda came to a slow stop, Drax was still laughing wildly, and even raised his hands.

Gamora glanced at him helplessly, but there was a slight smile on his face without noticing it.

"Okay, everyone is clear about the next task, let's act—"

Standing up from the driver's seat, Quill unzipped his red jacket.

His hands fell to the two Kree-style energy submachine guns on his waist, and he held them in his hands.

"Let's go, there is still some distance to Ronan, we can't waste time."

Gamora grabbed a metal war blade placed next to the seat, and walked out without looking back.

Groot and Drax just followed them silently, and the four left the spaceship quickly.

PS:

I took a nap at night, woke up at twelve o'clock, and started writing at one o'clock, and now is the first update

And...for full attendance, I'm afraid I have to update [-] words every day for the next ten days