"Ten, nine, eight..."
The countdown numbers are tapping on the public channel.
The entire Skyhorn Clan fleet was dead silent.
In the control rooms of the twelve thousand battleships, no one dared to gasp loudly.
Gu Meng The rotten meat is still on the ground and has not cooled down.
This native really dares to do what he says.
"Three, two, one."
Lin Feng raised his head.
Bah!
A series of soft sounds.
On the star map, the light spot that originally lit up the red light for attack instantly turned green.
Main engine stalled.
All weapon systems are offline.
Tens of thousands of requests popped up on the screen in the control room at the same time.
Lin Feng Just connect to the top one.
The projection flickered, and a Skyhorn Clan officer fell to the ground on all fours, with a pool of black blood coming from his forehead.
"Sir! We surrender! The battleships, resources, and slaves are all yours! We sign a master-servant contract and will be loyal to you for life!"
Once this line of defense collapsed, calls for mercy from other channels exploded.
"We surrender!"
"Save us a life!"
Lin Feng stood in front of the screen and turned his wrist.
"Surrender?" He tilted his head. "Sign a contract?"
"Yes, yes!"
The officer worked hard to pound the garlic.
"Skyhorn Clan is willing to be your vanguard and fight for you in the sea of stars!"
"The shooting conditions are good." Lin Feng slammed the gun on the ground.
"But I remember that Gu Meng gave the order just now to fire a salvo of main guns to scrape the surface of this ball clean."
Lin Feng scanned all the alien faces on the separate screens.
"If I hadn't rushed up, or I hadn't fought Gu Meng. How many people are still gasping for breath on Blue Star now?"
The begging for mercy on the channel suddenly stopped.
Lin Feng stared at them.
"If you win, you'll kill the stars. If you don't, you'll surrender and become a dog. This is all your plan."
He raised his hand and cut off all video communications.
"Balen."
"Here!" Balen's voice immediately entered the channel.
"Have the B5 battleship's main guns cooled down?"
"Full tubes! Plenty of energy, the main gun array can be fired at any time!"
Lin Feng spit out eight words.
"The entire army attacks, leaving no one behind."
The voice channel is blowing up.
Skyhorn Clan officer's voice was so sharp that it broke. "You can't do this! According to the rules, prisoners of war enjoy..."
"I am a Blue Star person and I don't recognize your rules."
Lin Feng completely cuts off the full-frequency broadcast.
The massacre begins.
The Skyhorn Clan fleet that automatically shut down its engines has become a veritable living target in space.
B5 Assault Warship, under the control of Balen, fired both the main gun and the secondary gun.
Pulse beams of light swept across the enemy formation, and the armor of battleships without shield protection exploded and disintegrated in rows.
Blue Star Outside the atmosphere.
Chu Tianxing and Duan Hongyuan brought those 30,000 Stardust Realm Martial Artist, and their eyes were already red.
"What are you still doing? Go up and fuck them!"
Duan Hongyuan was the first to rush out of the hatch with a sword in hand.
Thirty thousand Martial Artist's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards the stopped Skyhorn Clan warships.
Stardust Realm's Gale Qi exploded in the air, and the alien battleship's armor was split open. The Martial Artists followed Rift and drilled straight into the inner cabin.
Lin Feng stepped on the void and plunged directly into the heart of the enemy's position.
Star Lord First Stage is at full strength.
Weapons are put away.
He latched onto the armor of a battleship with both hands.
"Open it for me!"
Crunch!
The sound of metal breaking was heard.
The entire destroyer, which was nearly a kilometer long, was torn in half from the middle with his bare hands.
The moment the cabin broke apart, the Skyhorn Clan soldiers inside were blown apart on the spot.
[Ding! Kill Skyhorn Clan fleet members...]
The system prompts the screen like crazy.
Lin Feng completely blocks the interface, just do it.
He smashed the bridge with one punch and trampled through the reactor with one kick.
Wherever he passed, pieces of the Skyhorn Clan fleet turned into space junk.
At the edge of the battlefield, an inconspicuous reconnaissance ship huddled behind the meteorite belt.
Skyhorn Clan Intelligence officer's face was covered in blood, and his hands were tapping wildly on the control panel.
"It's all over..."
The intelligence officer gritted his teeth.
"Death natives! Die together!"
Drop!
An encrypted data packet containing the detailed spatial coordinates of Blue Star was forcibly packaged.
"Send!"
The invisible waveband instantly penetrates the solar system and shoots out into the depths of the universe at a jump speed.
Bang!
Lin Feng fell from the sky, smashed down like a heavy cannon, and pierced the top armor of the reconnaissance ship.
The tip of the spear was sent downwards.
Platinum Dragon Flame poured into it, and the entire control room and the body of the intelligence officer were instantly burned into a black field of nothingness.
The fire light dissipated, leaving only a garbled interface flashing "Sent Successfully" on Main Control Console.
Three hours later.
Space is quiet.
Of the twelve thousand Skyhorn Clan warships, most of them were dismantled into wreckage.
The remaining more than 4,800 ships with relatively complete outer armor were all taken over and settled by the Dragon Kingdom Martial Artist.
There are floating alloy fragments and alien remains everywhere.
Lin Feng stepped on the top of the wreckage of a mothership and shook off the blood on the back of his hand.
"Mr. Duan, count the loot."
In the channel, Duan Hongyuan's voice was trembling.
"I've made a fortune! Lin Feng, I've really made a fortune! Four thousand eight hundred and twelve intact battleships! There are dozens of fully-loaded warehouses for primary and secondary weapons, reserve spiritual crystals, and even genetic repair fluids!"
Chu Tianxing shouted at the other end, "This wave of wealth is enough for us Blue Star to save five hundred years of technological evolution!"
"Let everyone sail and go home."
Lin Feng left a sentence and turned around to B5 Assault Warship.
Half an hour later.
More than four thousand huge alien warships formed a mighty formation and burst into the atmosphere.
At the bow of the ship, the original Skyhorn Clan painting was completely wiped out by the high temperature Gale Qi, and the Dragon Kingdom logo was engraved on it.
The steel Giant Beast that covers the sky and the sun hovers over Blue Star.
There was no panic on the ground.
East Sea Defense Line, on the blackened beach.
Chen Guoliang pushed away the mecha fragments pressing on him and sat down on the ground.
He stared intently at the series of huge Dragon Kingdom badges in the sky, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.
"Guarded..."
He punched the sand pit with a hoarse voice. "We really held on!"
Northern Territory, Dragon Suppressing Platform.
The mountains and plains were filled with landing warships.
Balen rolled down from the penetration vehicle and circled wildly around the captured battleships, his eyes glowing green.
"A-Rank cruiser! B-Rank fire suppression ship! These gangsters really stole a lot of good stuff!"
Lin Feng walked down the gangway and threw over a control terminal with a star map array engraved on it.
Balen caught it in a hurry. "What are you doing?"
"Transformation." Lin Feng swept across the mountain of steel.
"Erase all the underlying logic of the alien race above and replace it with our Blue Star battleship. The defense matrix, main gun power, all-round upgrades, you can use the energy of Dragon Vein at will."
Lin Feng walked up to Balen and lowered his voice.
"No problem!"
Balen patted her chest and assured.
Lin Feng nodded, turned around and walked towards the edge of the cliff.
As the breeze blew, the spiritual energy concentration on Blue Star's surface increased several times compared to before the war started.
Martial Artist, who has experienced countless bloody battles, is breaking through on the spot.
Skyhorn Clan was destroyed.
But Lin Feng didn't feel at all relaxed.
There are too many unknowns in the depths of the universe.
Rogue bandits like Skyhorn Clan are just the lowest cosmic race.
He raised his head and his sight penetrated the clouds and penetrated into the deep sky.
Star Lord First Stage.
Far from enough.