As a powerful "bandit" in the interstellar world, a colonial race that controls dozens of interstellar civilizations, the last high-level commander of the Ghana tribe, down to the ordinary logistics staff, has a kind of lofty pride.

This is a kind of superiority born from the accumulation of victory in long-term battles!

It's like a person born in a developed country, or a high-speed developing country, no matter how polite he is, he still thinks that he will be superior to black Africans.

This is not a matter of political factors, let alone a question of character.

It is a sense of honor born of being in a strong country, protected by a strong country, and born of a strong country.

In the eyes of the Ghanaian people, the earth is inferior to the backward countries of mankind.

To use a more detailed analogy, human beings are equivalent to monkeys in the eyes of the Ghanaian people.

The Ghana, who consider themselves to belong to a higher civilization, can die in battle at the hands of a third-level civilization fleet, or be besieged by a powerful second-level civilization.

Defeated by a more formidable enemy, the Ghanaians would consider it a heroic death on the battlefield, a death with the highest honors for the sake of the prosperity of the race.

But if it is defeated by the indigenous civilization of the earth, on the frontal battlefield, or even wiped out by the roots, this makes the Ghanaians completely unacceptable.

I can't even imagine that such a ridiculous thing could happen to them.

It is a complete shame for an adult strong man to fight with a three-year-old child, and to be by a three-year-old child.

It's a pity that the battle has reached this point, and it is no longer beyond the control of the Ghanaians, and the final decision has fallen into the hands of the Earth Alliance.

To be precise, it is in the hands of Xingfeng.

As long as Xingfeng can lead the decapitation detachment and successfully take out the general headquarters of this Ghanaian colonial fleet, then the final outcome of this war will be revealed.

The earth, which has not even reached the first-level civilization, will truly rise in an all-round way through this battle, that is, it has enough confidence to send out the first majestic cry to all races in the entire universe-

Those who dare to offend the earth's heavenly power will be punished even if they are far away!

And for the world's scientific and technological leader, the pioneer who officially stepped into the universe and the sea of stars, and the Huanyu Group, which has strong personal strength, can straighten his waist and wave his hand-

Whoever angers the Cosmos Empire, life will leave you, and death will be your destiny!

……

Inside the Super Mothership!

The assault legion led by Gil fought hard to reach the 8th level of the staircase, less than ten kilometers away from the top of the pyramid in the central area.

But forcibly advancing all the way to this position, the number of casualties of the clone soldiers in the Assault Legion, which lacks large-scale mechanical power war equipment, has exceeded 5,000, and only about 20,000 remain.

Although their individual armor and weapons have extremely powerful team coordination capabilities, they are much stronger than the electromagnetic kinetic individual weapons in the hands of the Ghanaian people who were assembled in a hurry.

This is the advantage brought by the third-level technology!

But this is the base camp of the Ghanaian fleet, they not only have all kinds of large combat machines, but also gather more than 30,000 regular soldiers of the Ghanaian tribe at this time, and more than 100,000 robots.

These robots are like the zombies in the Resident Evil world, who are not afraid of death or pain at all, and have always been attacking under the firepower of the Assault Legion.

In addition, the Ghanaians also have two kinds of large army equipment that fly in the sky and run on the ground.

The battle pressure of the Assault Legion is very high, and there is no way to move forward all the way here, so they can only form positions on the spot, and at the same time use the terrain to defend themselves, and attract as many Ghanaian troops as possible to attack.

Jill carried a one-soldier particle cannon, blasted out a four-legged mechanical tank in front of him, and reported to Xingfeng on the other side: "Xing, there are too many enemies gathered on my side, and the most important thing is that the ammunition consumption is very serious, and it is expected that it will only last for another half an hour at most." ”

Exactly how many ground troops the Ghanaian community has, Gil simply can't calculate.

She only knew that the number of robots and Ghanaians killed by the Raiders had exceeded 50,000 along the way.

Now the Ghanaian army that is surrounding them has expanded from about 100,000 30 minutes ago to 150,000, and there is no way to predict how many will come next.

Maybe 300,000, maybe 500,000, maybe more!

And this is only to the eighth layer of the ladder, there are 4 layers of more tightly defended areas in front, how many people are there in all 4 floors.

I'm afraid it will be an astronomical amount!

"Jill, hold on, try to narrow the defensive circle, reduce the battle surface, delay me for at least an hour, my side try to speed up as much as possible, we must end their command in this battle, otherwise our consequences will be very serious."

Torture Wind has entered the 10th Ladder, and although Gil's side has attracted most of the Ghanaian army, the pressure will also increase the higher it goes.

"Okay, got it, I'll try my best." Fighting in an unfamiliar place, facing an endless stream of enemy personnel, Jill has no guarantee at all, but can only do what he can.

"I'm sure you'll be able to do it, take care!"

The moment Xing Feng ended the call, he dodged the bullets that came from the dense strafing, activated the flight state and soared into the sky, punching a flying machine in the head.

The nearly five-meter-long flying machine was knocked down from the sky and smashed into a ball of flames on the ground.

"Whoosh ......"

At this time, the mechanical battle armor piloted by the two prawns spewed out a stream of energy from their backs at the same time, and more than a dozen plasma shells glowing with blue light whistled and swept over Xingfeng's head at high speed.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A series of violent explosions rang out, and a violently hot blast blast wave erupted in the sky.

The three Ghanaian combat aircraft were blown into pieces in the air, and a large number of wreckage, emitting high temperature black smoke, spun and fell to the ground.

The combat effectiveness of the individual Ghanaians in the super mothership is not as powerful as Xing Feng imagined, and there is a world of difference in strength from the core Ghanaians he has fought with.

This may be the core members and ordinary members, that is, the primitive people of the Ghana tribe, and the intelligent beings who were forcibly mechanically modified after colonizing other planets.

In the Ghanaian ethnic uniform, the gap between family and cannon fodder!

But what Xing Feng didn't expect was that there were a lot of large-scale war equipment in it, such as these unmanned combat aerial vehicles that were blown up.

They dominate the skies and seriously affect the speed of the decapitation detachment's advance.

As a last resort, Xingfeng can only divide the prawn clan into two, and half of them will be transformed into full-time "fighting planes", and the individual large-caliber plasma cannon built into the mechanical battle armor will continue to suppress these annoying unmanned combat aerial vehicles.

The other half continues to stand in front, using the Mechanical Armor's Regional Anti-Gravity Shield to act as a heavy meat shield to withstand enemy sniper Ghanaian fire.

At the same time, use the plasma cannon to take out the four-legged war machines on land, similar to the tanks that exist on Earth.

These quadruped war machines are over five meters tall and about eight meters wide, and they contain two multi-barreled electromagnetic-powered machine guns similar to Vulcan Gatling, and a cannon that fires corrosive energy projectiles.

These corrosive energies, like shipborne artillery, have a strong corrosive ability.

Fortunately, the protective shield of the prawn family belongs to the type that controls gravity, as long as there is weight of all substances, it can be perfectly controlled.

Just restrained these energy cannonballs!

Of course, there is also a premise for this, that is, the direction in which the anti-gravity energy shield is opened by the mechanical battle armor in order to carry out effective interception.

It can only be defended by opening the shield on one side, which is the biggest drawback of the prawn foot protective shield!

If this drawback can be fixed, the anti-gravity shield of the prawn family will become a bug-like existence in all gravity environments.