The explosive flames emitted by each missile were extremely beautiful in the eyes of Hedem Kimre.
"With the only two remaining Girelites as burial objects, the Tren (Earth) space fighter and his pilot must have felt that their lives were not in vain!"
With the bursts of fire reflected in his eyes, a sadistic smile gradually appeared on the corner of Hedem Kimre's mouth.
"How's it going?"
When a voice sounded that forced Heidem Kimre to concentrate and respond with all his strength, he turned around neatly, raised his right hand and saluted.
"Yes! The Great President is currently progressing steadily according to the plan. Currently, the main attackers who raid the trial site are Tren's (Earth's) white space fighter and Myrenir Linkai."
"White Space Fighter? Oh? Is it that aircraft? How dare you sneak into the core of the Emperor Star Gamilas alone? Myrenel Linkai must have provided a lot of information."
The person who came was none other than Albert Desla.
But according to the situation just now, Albert Desla should be sitting in the office of the Presidential Palace now, rather than appearing somewhere in the top building of the Presidential Palace.
"We have prepared for this. And we have achieved a lot of results."
Hedem Kimre said seriously.
However, a trace of complacency flashed through his heart.
"Really? Then, let's proceed as planned! Here..."
Albert Desla nodded and did not ask too much, but chose to let the plan proceed according to the original steps.
Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking, a soldier appeared and interrupted him.
"What?!"
Listening to what the soldiers told him, Heidem Kimre's face was full of disbelief.
"What happened?"
There was a hint of sharpness in Abelt Desla's eyes, which frightened Heidem Kimre's expression.
"Yes! President, there are some problems with the plan. The Tren (Earth) white space fighter was not destroyed by our attack!!"
The strong smell of the missile explosion still lingered in the hot air, causing the members of the resistance organization scattered throughout the square to avoid this round of volleys to cover their noses, lie on the ground, or hide behind obstacles.
He carefully looked at the location of the judgment seat.
As the breeze blew by, the thick smoke mixed with firelight seemed to be pushed away by an invisible hand. For a moment, a triangular light shield shining with light gold appeared in everyone's eyes.
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Cheng Ying is alive and well!!
Although the thick smoke has not completely dissipated, through the pale golden triangular light shield, everyone can see the outline of Chengying who is still alive.
At this moment, the members of the resistance organization who were scattered around the square to avoid the aftermath of the explosion jumped up one after another, using all their strength, they burst into cheerful roars.
"Ding dong!"
The dagger slipped from Misela's hand and fell at her feet.
At the same time, Misela gradually collapsed to the ground, looking at Myrenir in disbelief, at Cheng Ying, and then at the two layers of energy shields above her head - the outermost layer consisted of
It is a light shield composed of triangular light shields, and underneath it is a circular energy shield made of light golden light particles.
Misela, who was inside, could clearly see that the traps and fierce attacks laid by Hedem Kimre could not even break through the outermost light shield arranged by Cheng Ying, let alone threaten him.
What about Chengying who is in it?
"I...so stupid..."
Misela smiled self-deprecatingly, and tears streaked down the side of her face and fell to the ground.
Myrenir Linkai turned around and looked at Cheng Ying's cockpit, but did not see any sign of blame from He Ming. Then she took a step forward, picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, and put it back to her waist.
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"Myrenir, am I stupid?"
Misela raised her head, looked at her only remaining clan member, her only sister, and asked with tears in her eyes.
Myrenir shook her head and extended her right hand to Misela again.
"I said, I won't let you be alone. Misela. Let's go!"
As he spoke, Myrenir turned his head and looked at the presidential palace.
In her past life, as a special agent, Myreniel Linkai was very familiar with this building, but now, it has become extremely strange.
"After all, we are not from Gamilas. Misela, just now, your life has been returned to that man, Albert Desla. From now on, we do not owe him any favors."
Misela listened to Myreniel's words, but there was a trace of struggle in her eyes.
"Boom!!!"
Just when Misela was about to speak, a strong roar suddenly came from the top of the Presidential Palace.
At the same time, members of the resistance organization who rushed to the door of the Presidential Palace also staggered and fell in large pieces in the sudden earthquake.
Misela looked at the top of the Presidential Palace with emotion - a familiar battleship rose into the sky in billowing smoke and flew high into the sky.
"That, that's the Desla..."
As the former Minister of Propaganda and Intelligence, Misela was quite familiar with the Desra. Therefore, seeing the back of the battleship quickly disappearing into the sky, Misela finally gave up.
"Let's go! Misela Abelt Desla is not qualified for your love."
Myrenir lifted Misela up and put her into Cheng Ying's hands step by step. With the help of He Ming, he successfully sat in the rear driver's seat with her.
"Sit tight! We still have to solve some minor problems before we leave."
After being beaten for so long, interest will eventually be charged.
He Ming is not the kind of kind person who just takes a beating without fighting back.
At the same time as the cockpit closed, Chengying suddenly changed from a semi-human bipedal form to a humanoid form. At the same time, the outermost energy shield composed of triangular light shields instantly disintegrated, restoring the original appearance of Split Feather.
"Xiaoying! Shoot down those fighter planes! Leave the fort to me!"
Xiaoying waved his small fist, and hundreds of split feather flying feathers suddenly spread out in all directions, spreading in all directions at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, three split feather flying feathers were divided into a group, and the four split feather flying feathers that had not left the square were scattered.
The evacuated DDG110 space fighter air force is locked in the sky.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
Taking off in a humanoid form, Cheng Ying raised his hands and used the GN pistol to assist the fire attack mode of the GN cannon, blasting the positron turrets arranged on the upper floors of the buildings around the square one by one.
At the same time, the DDG110 space fighter air force that tried to rely on its numerical advantage to launch a siege on Chengying was also frightened by the elusive Split Feather.
The split-feather flying feathers in groups of three chased those DDG110 space fighters mercilessly.
Relying on their superb cooperation, the airspace above the square was divided into pieces of airspace that appeared to be connected, but in fact were fragmented airspace that isolated the four DDG110 aviation fleets.
Then, under the unified command of Xiaoying, the harvesting process was launched.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
When the last DDG110 was completely cut into pieces from head to tail by more than twenty split-feather flying feathers, and then scattered on the ground, the large-scale battle in the square gradually came to an end.
But, the battle in the universe has just begun!
Chapter completed!