Chapter 604: The Sea of Conquest (1)

"Damn..."
When Karina rolled again, the sky turned upside down. Bruce’s only expression of his crazy plan was to mumble quietly in the case of a headache and dizzy. This is also worth a big book, his transformation surgery. He has saved him from most dizziness.
He felt that the fighter plane was slowing down, dangling to avoid the storms and fires launched by the enemy's anti-aircraft guns. He knew that she would not be able to stop, but it was enough for him to slow down so that he could relieve the pain caused by the kinetic energy.
It is better to break a few bones than to become a mess of mud stuck to the hull of Eternal Fury.
But Kalena's flying arc took him over the bow's main gun until he learned what she wanted to do.
"It's even dumb than my idea."
He said so on the communicator.
"Your method will turn you into mud on the hull. My method will make you a hero."
Her voice was tense to the limit, her attention was focused on him,
The fighter jet directly rushed through the command module, the reverse thruster began to roar, and the scattered sailors around stood upright immediately, watching the aircraft approaching with godless eyes.
The scorch marks blackened the fuselage, and there was nothing left of the identification mark that had already peeled off.
The smoky stern was fighting, and a son of Dawn named Kolivi was leading more than a dozen companions to block the Oak from the cabin, until the fighter plane swept across the deck and hit him with a star. Darts.
The other sons of dawn immediately opened fire on the flying sea eagle, but the plasma pistol in their hands had no hope of hitting the moving target.
In the blink of an eye, an armored figure rose from the back of the machine, holding a large-caliber silver revolver in one hand and a long claw blade in the other, firing when he rushed down the swept wing, two bullets were in two The son of Dawn burst on his chest, splashing flesh and blood on their robes.
A burst of live ammunition hit his blue-black Adamantite armor, leaving only insignificant silver scratches on the dark armor plate. The moment he landed, he just saw the green leather that was screaming at him.
They seemed to be angry because they took their prey.
"How could there be Ok!?"
The fighter's engine roared immediately the moment his boots left the wing, and she disappeared after a jet of air from the engine passed, leaving behind a sonic boom and a burning smell left by a road.
The figure rolled to the ground and the boots pressed two footprints on the steel deck.
The claw blades that popped out of the armor began to run, sucking in the cold air in the hangar, and trembling with thirst, ready to taste the flesh and blood.
The first time they met each other, the sailors occupying the cover position and devoted to their duties opened fire on this sudden target, the battlefield became extremely chaotic, the roar of Oak, the roar of the plasma pistol, and the wailing of humanity interwoven with him. In the eardrum.
When a fragment hit his armor, Bruce's eyes twitched twice, a grenade thrown by a human sailor.
Idiot and annoying bastard.
A warning sign appeared on the retina, and the automatic sensor on his armor tried to operate to raise his left hand and shoot the humans hiding in cover with a gun.
But he controlled himself and hung the gun on his thigh. When he got up, he immediately started running rushing-not rushing to humans, but the gate to the upper level of the ship island, wasting time to stop these people The temptation to kill one by one was so strong that he could hardly bear it.
"Now let you go."
He growled and ignored their non-stop shooting.
"I have bigger prey."
When he dashed into the aisle that sounded deep into the Eternal Wrath, he activated a communication network that was no longer blocked by distance.
"The animals."
He said while running.
"Master Bruce, where have you been?"
The first voice replied, and then several more voices joined, all saying the same thing.
"You absolutely can't guess."
Bruce responded casually, and then said:
"What is your position?"
"On the third floor..."
"Get off!"
Bruce knocked over a group of panicked sailors on one shoulder, stepped on their limbs and shattered their bones with his boots without care. When he climbed the second ladder, he cursed on the communication network.
"Repeat what I just said."
He gasped and said:
"Several idiots blocked my way."
"...We encountered Oake on the lower deck, lord, they are in large numbers. We are moving towards the upper deck and have now reached... the crew quarters."
Team member Vazal paused, then said cautiously:
"We lost four people."
In the crew quarters, Bruce knew the fearless battleship built by the New California Navy just as he knew the outline of his armor. He had the pleasure of visiting one of them. .
"You are not far away, send me your position."
At this time, Vazal's response was interrupted by a roar on the communicator, followed by the sound of the saw blade operating at full strength.
"Received, sir."
After more than ten seconds, the roars disappeared and Vazal responded to him again.
"I will be on your side in three minutes."
Bruce glanced at the positioning and promised:
"If there is trouble, it will be four minutes~EbookFREE.me~ If it is big trouble, it will be five minutes."
However, he did encounter major problems.
Bruce never expected that this jump jump would fall into a series of completely opposite situations. Between the walkway and the walkway, the cabin and the cabin, he originally thought that he would only encounter a group of confused sailors or no soldiers.
But in fact, as soon as he entered the door, he ran into a defender who was desperately fighting against the team.
Due to his special status, he could not explain to these people that he was standing with them. Perhaps in their view, this monster with a height of nearly two meters and a metal armor was only one of the enemies on their battleship. Inhuman monster.
Maybe their speculation was not wrong in a way, but Bruce didn't have that mood to explain.
He penetrated them with a glide, and within a few minutes his claw blades became choked with flesh and blood. These people were too brave or too stupid to choose to let the roaring sharp metal end their lives , Was torn to pieces under his inadvertent march.
This kind of behavior will not bring too much guilt to Bruce. He came to kill the enemy. Rescue is only a secondary task, and what he wants to save is this ship and its captain. As for others...
It can only be said that this is the battlefield.
According to the information collected by the Black Army team, at least more than two digits of Son of Dawn and more than three digits of Oak boarded the battleship. The destruction they caused along the road was shocking, passing through layers of decks, Bruce's boots stepped on the ground covered with blood and flesh.
But on the other hand, human beings have not been defeated, it is still very early.
Even if the monsters swept the entire deck, reinforcements still arrived from other areas of the ship, rushing to the command tower to protect their captain.