Super Mothership

Chapter 552

“By the way, why did you find me just now?” The plot came to an end for a while, Nie Yun turned off the screen and turned to look at Catherine and asked.

“Uh…” Catherine realized that she was too involved to forget the business…

“Report your Excellency, our Third Squadron is joining the headquarters of Your Excellency Ishar and is ready for battle!

According to the combat plan, we will follow the large forces in one hour to carry out the second round of attack operations, the code name of the operation-‘Hai Tide’! ”

Sea tide?

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and each wave is higher than the other?

It seems that the scale of the war this time will probably not be smaller than the last time…

Nie Yun touched his chin and began to think about whether he should intervene in the battlefield.

The continuous expansion of the wormhole will undoubtedly continue to expand the scale of the war between the two sides, so that Gemini has to focus most of its attention here, involving the other’s military power and depleting the war potential.

But if the Gemini civilization succeeds in combat, and the wormhole shrinks back to its original size, it is conceivable that the idle and painful Gemini may refocus its attention on Proxima Centauri and the solar system…

Um! Decided!

Even if you wave again, I will find a way to shoot you dead on the beach!

But thinking about it, such a huge battlefield can’t be controlled by a small fleet of one’s own, and if you do too much, your own identity might be exposed.

Not here, it seems that I can only try to start from the opposite side…

…

“Hiss~” Spartak gasped with a pained grin.

He was now covered in bandages, and Sura was applying medicine to him.

Compared to the seriously injured Morsi who needed to enter the medical cabin for treatment, Spartak’s condition was much better.

The Lanes were originally a fighting nation specially selected by the Woolf civilization from many civilizations. They had strong physical qualities and had their own racial skills for “speeding regeneration”. Only after a short period of recovery, there would be no major problems.

“Let you do it! Do you know the gap between you and the senior fighter?” Sura blamed her mouth, but when she was dealing with the wound, her eyes were full of love and pity.

“Uh, I’m okay.” Spartak smiled slyly.

“How on earth did you defeat Morsi?” As the closest person to Spartak, Sura naturally knew his strength, and this was what she could not figure out the most.

They are not Saiyans, their anger exceeds the critical point and they can transform into powerful acridines?

“This…” Spartak’s face was slightly unnatural.

Even the most intimate person, this kind of thing is quite difficult to explain, can it be said that I was put on the body by a “Doomhammer”, and then I became super god?

What’s more, if this kind of secret is leaked out, who knows if the mysterious person will say “All those who know the secret are comrades”, and then pick a “destined” artifact for Sura?

Although I don’t know why that mysterious person didn’t reappear after he helped him, no matter how he called in his heart, he didn’t respond, but the sacrifice of body and soul… it was still a bit evil, so let Sura stay away from him. Bar.

After thinking about it for a long time, Spartak decided to figure out his own situation before deciding whether to confess or not.

But just when he was about to find a rhetorical fiddle, a harsh alarm sounded suddenly without warning!

“This is… an intrusion alert?! It’s the enemy across from the Wormhole!” Spartak was shocked and immediately stood up astonished.

“How come, they obviously just had a defeat!” Sura said with some suspicion.

“Maybe…Anyway, you hide in the refuge right now, I must go back to the team immediately!” Spartak frowned.

“But the injury on your body…”

“Oh, this injury is not enough for me to hide behind to cultivate.” Spartak gave a wry smile.

Bronze-ranked fighters like him enjoy a certain status in the Lane clan, but they only have status in the clan.

Woolf Civilization will not talk to you about humanitarianism. If you want to escape, what awaits you will be cruel punishment.

How can you be a cannon fodder for fear of death?

So as long as you can stand up, you have to climb back into the cockpit even if you are climbing!

In Sura’s worried gaze, Spartak quickly put on his combat uniform and rushed to the own combat hangar.

When he arrived, the sirens became more and more harsh, and the servants under his command were sweating profusely for the final emergency overhaul, but the arms of the mecha looked intact.

“Master Spartak, the body has just been repaired, and you can attack at any time!” A sergeant headed by him immediately greeted Spartak when he saw Spartak.

Although Nie Yun’s arms were cut off, it looks miserable, but after all, the most sophisticated power engine and the main body of the body have not been severely damaged, and only the arms components need to be replaced. Repairing it will not take much time.

“Hmm!” There was no extra nonsense, Spartak was immediately ready to board the plane. Before getting into the cockpit, he paused, turning his head as if thinking of something, and asked, “Did you have any problems during the overhaul? What abnormality or other irregularity was found?”

“Huh?” The servant officer took a moment to react, and said in a panic, “There is nothing unusual, please rest assured!”

Spartak did not speak any more, seemed to be relieved, then twisted and got into the cockpit.

When he asked this, he was naturally not worried about problems in the overhaul process. In fact, every hangar of the Bronze-Class Mecha was a small fighting group.

Here are all Spartak’s fellow townsmen. Everyone is prosperous, and every one is damaged. No one is negligent on matters concerning his own life.

Spartak was only quite concerned about the supernatural events that had happened to his mecha before. Now it seems that the other party might have helped him on a whim before. It hasn’t happened for so long. Maybe he has already left at this moment.

I want to come too, my own kind of miscellaneous soldier here does not have one hundred thousand and fifty thousand, the other party’s mysterious OP Expert, even if it has any purpose, will not be focused on such a small character, right?

Dedicating your body and soul… Maybe it’s like looking up a water meter and registering something, it’s not a big deal?

Spartak could only comfort himself in this way.

However, before he started the mecha, the display in front of him changed, and strange blood-red characters appeared one after another…

“The system is bound and the first mission is released!

Mission requirements: see through the attack conspiracy of hostile civilizations, protect the wormhole expansion device, and complete the battlefield counterattack!

Punishment for mission failure… obliterate!

Ps: To survive or to destroy, this is a multiple-choice question…”

Spartak: “…”