Chapter 1065: relief

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The first thousand and sixty-five chapters of the text of liberation
Killed for revenge? Or let it go? Or is it moving with affection, knowing with reason, and letting Mr. Lieutenant realize his mistake? Or do you use hero possession or infection with virus to become your own people, to fight back against the Star Alliance government, and make Adam Oliver pay the price for today?
He didn't know how to choose, whether to become a really selfish, selfish villain, or to be a generous, active and enlightened gentleman. There are always so many confused multiple choice questions in a person's life.
So he said that he didn't know, not perfunctory, but really didn't know.
Zeratul sighed and said, "Sorry, it seems that my understanding of humans is still insufficient. Please forgive me for not being able to provide more advice and help. In any case, I will respect you as I did to Renault, my friend. ."
Tang Fang's figure disappeared into the light outside, and a voice floated into the room: "Don't always compare me with Jim Reynolds, you know... This is the least respect for me. Thanks to you, you are still more than 600 years old. Old man."
Zeratul felt that it was difficult for him to understand human thoughts anyway. He just wanted to express his attitude towards his friends, without any comparison meaning at all.
He has seen the birth of the Black Sun, and experienced the horror of the ultimate darkness. He is dedicated to fighting for the Protoss tomorrow, and he never lowers his head to sniff the fragrance of grass.
The life and death of the community is at stake, and the sacrifice and dedication of the nation's righteousness is very tragic. But the withering of a small flower and the drooping of a morning dew still have their thrilling side.
"I don't know? I think... you may already have the answer." The black cloth covering his face swayed slightly, and Zeratul's figure disappeared into the room, leaving a lightly curved fluorescent light in the air, like a war blade of curved light. The traces of, but more like a knowing smile, "You are more delicate and beautiful than him..."
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The neon fired by the main guns of the Pluto-class destroyer criss-crossed the night sky, and beams of brilliance from the laser guns of the Minotaur-class battlecruiser shuttled back and forth. The brilliant silver glow like fish scales is the plasma flares surging around the Void Glowship.
A Minotaur-class battlecruiser was hit hard by the Big Mac's heavy missiles and cluster lasers, and left the queue to retreat. The small energy supply from the reactor was used in the outer defense matrix to resist the Moth-class airspace. The pursuit of pulsed beams of sky fighters and rapid artillery bullets.
The prism beam is focused on the surface of the diamond-shaped shield, and the wave of heavy particles resembles a volcanic eruption, blowing out prominences outwards. In the end, it is like a glass cup shattered and turned into stardust flying outwards, and then the alienation shock wave generated by the explosion of the Pluto-class destroyer It blows away, and accelerates to the distance with those metal garbage.
The image of the Cerberus-class frigate is very bad, like a coffin with a tall head, it is not of ornamental value, and it must not be comfortable to live in it. But this kind of warship over 100 meters in explosive power is not comparable to that of the Ghost Bat destroyer. After Black 6 and Black 5 decided to escape the Hades-class aircraft carriers, they turned out to be the biggest heroes in opening up safe passages.
The defense of this kind of warship is not very strong. Although there are also diamond-shaped lattice shields built by heavy particles, it is not like the Phantom Bat destroyers that can use heavy particles to build a complete shield that surrounds the hull. An energy wall covering most of the ship's hull was built on the side to block external attacks. This may be because the internal space of the battleship is limited, and the physical ammunition occupies too much space, sacrificing the scale of the reactor array, resulting in insufficient power. It can only maintain a single-sided crystal wall and cannot build a complete energy shield.
Strictly speaking, the Cerberus-class frigate is actually a guided missile frigate. The six cross-sections can be opened from top to bottom and from left to right. Inside are circular launch holes, which can stimulate more than 200 in an instant. A variety of missiles, ranging from heavy missiles as large as a giant missile to light missiles as small as a sharp thorn missile, are enough to cover the surrounding airspace by a wave of missiles, creating a massive missile storm.
In a short period of time, more than 200 missiles were inspired to obscure the surrounding airspace...It is conceivable how powerful it has combat effectiveness. Regardless of being just a frigate, its explosive power and attacking ability are far beyond the capabilities of the Ghost Bat destroyer.
As the old saying goes, there are some lengths and weaknesses. The Cerberus-class guided missile frigates are inferior to the Pluto-class destroyers in terms of defense and mobility, and missiles...especially the Big Mac heavy missiles. The battleship killer occupies a larger internal space, which inevitably reduces the volume of the battleship, and has significant shortcomings in terms of combat battery life. In other words, this is a Cheng Yaojin-style character. The three-stroke axe is very powerful. Once the three-stroke axe is finished, there will be no initial Wu Yong.
The reason why the patrol fleet of the Anubis Corps was able to open up an escape route under enemy ships that surpassed many of them in number and specifications was due to the powerful explosive power of the Cerberus-class guided-missile frigate, which launched an overwhelming number in a short time. The missiles forced back the Minotaur-class battlecruisers and void glow ships, creating a vacuum of firepower, allowing the armed shuttles of Black 5 and Black 6 to pass. As for the end of the three-handed operation, the shy Hellhound in the belly will face... it is obvious.
Armed shuttles carrying Black 5 and Black 6 escaped this place of death, sadness, and failure. Since the continuous explosions sounded inside the Hades-class aircraft carrier, and the communicator sent one after another distress messages, they knew that things had reversed, and then they saw the masked assassin disappear out of thin air, as the T-ship and the blue starship arrived, More horrible monsters attacked the Fallen Angel and released the prisoners in the plasma cage. Black 5 and Black 6 finally realized that the failure was irreversible. The Anubis Legion was planted this time. Very simply.
Black 5 tried to make the last fight, and was stopped by the commander's order by Black 7 and told them to leave with information about Tang Fang and rush to the Elysium that is dominated by Black K... Also, Black 9 has already taken a step ahead of him Die.
They did not insist, and left the front line obediently. They entered the Hades-class aircraft carrier hangar No. 5 and boarded an armed shuttle. Together with several other armed shuttles of the same model, they left the mothership and flew towards Phoenix Empire direction.
Going up to the mighty abyss knights and down to the ordinary combatants, there was no expectation that things would take a turn for the worse and suddenly deteriorate to such an extent, as unreal as a dream. A moment ago, the kid Tang Fang was still a prisoner, a poor ghost betrayed by the Star Alliance government. In the blink of an eye, the Angel and Mothership fell, and their commanders were also fierce. Black 5 and Black 6 brought some elite soldiers to fall into disrepair. While fleeing, the patrol ships outside exploded into dazzling flames.
What on earth happened? Victory was already within reach, why did the iron ball of defeat suddenly fall, smashing their heads into the mud before the palm of the hand touched the golden cup. why? Why on earth!
No one can answer, so they can only take the question to and find Black 7 and Black 9 for verification.
Whether it’s Black 5, Black 6, or Black 1 and Black 2, they have no memories of childhood and youth. They only have the knowledge of killings and tasks after waking up. Logically speaking, they are just simple The relationship between work and colleagues does not have much emotion. Past experiences and conversations can also reflect the indifference between individuals.
But at this moment, Black 5 was lying on the console of the armed shuttle, putting his head on his arms, and making intermittent crying. It's like a little girl who was wronged in class and didn't dare to cry, just sobbing.
Yes, the abyss knight was crying... the dignified abyss knight was crying, so sad and desperate.
In sharp contrast to Black 5 is Black 6. This beautiful man who can appreciate alternative art more than ordinary people danced a passionate samba dance under the gaze of a few elite soldiers. The light from the cabin was not bright on his mask, like a distorted grimace coveting under the water. Pedestrians on the shore.
"Wow ha ha ha ha... Black 9 is dead, and the world has finally become much cleaner. Black 7 is also dead, and Master 6 will become the new commander of the Anubis Legion." After speaking, he put his left foot and right hand. The index finger designated the elite soldiers of the Anubis Legion opposite: "You guys must remember to please me, otherwise... just get me out of the toilet... Wow ha ha ha ha."
He smiled very happily, brilliantly, and real, not at all as sad as Black 5, and he couldn't understand why the fool of Black 5 was sad, and for whom.
"Have you seen it? Such a beautiful failure, such a graceful failure, such a charming failure..."
No one spoke, only his dance steps knocked on the ship's board and made a crisp crash, like a percussion.
He has not thought about losing Black 7, Black 9, Hades-class aircraft carriers, and many ship-based ships, leaving only the remnants of the Anubis Legion or the Anubis Legion? What's the point of being a legion commander like this?
"Shut up!" Some hoarse voices penetrated the cabin door and echoed endlessly in the rear cabin. It is not the black 5 who interrupted the dance steps of the 6 adults. He finally couldn't bear it, and shouted: "You nasty lunatic."
Hei 6 didn't mind his meanness at all, looked at the direction of the hatch, and said in a very patient and calm tone: "Oh, I forgot, you have lost your good partner, your 9th brother... but no need Sad, you still have 6 brothers, and 6 brothers helped you collect a little interest from the enemy."
"Look...No matter if Tang Fang regards that person as a friend or an enemy, he can't use corresponding actions to entrust his feelings. As a friend, he can't save that person, and as an enemy, he can't avenge him."
Black 5 doesn't know what Black 6 is talking about, but still frustrated and said: "Why didn't you die? Why!"
"It's very simple, because I am the only one who knows how to appreciate the masterpieces of the true god...I am the true son of destiny, hahahaha. When the bell of the times strikes, I will be the one who raised the head of Tang Fang to the throne ...This is the promise of the true God to me, have you heard...Hahahaha, things are really getting more and more interesting."
Black 5 no longer pays attention to him, does not listen to these nonsense, and continues to feel sad.
The armed shuttle has entered the virtual space, and the flashing light outside the speed bubble, the stars reflecting the darkened cockpit are brilliant, very beautiful, but at this moment no one will be in the mood to appreciate such a scene.
Tang Fang's face is very ugly, no...it should be said that it is very complicated, there are sorrows, but also fortunate, some at a loss, but also relieved. He tried to calm himself down, but his mind was always turbulent, and his emotions couldn't help being magnificent.
If Zeratul was here, it would be easy to understand why he was like this. Unfortunately, Zeratul did not follow, but took a few dark templars to clear the Anubis Legion soldiers left on the Hades-class aircraft carrier.
Dalton Evelyn lay on his back in the seat, his mouth curled up, a smile on his cheeks, like a small clerk who finally got off work and can go home to reunite with his wife and children, without the seriousness that an admiral should have. And fortitude.
Dalton smiled gently, but his body had lost its warmth. There was a dagger stuck in front of his chest. Tang Fang recognized it. It was the dagger that the high school generalist used to conspiracy against him, but at this moment it changed residence, inserted in the assassin’s heart, and had been infiltrated. It has its own blood, and sips the blood of the host.
This scene seemed ironic, but Tang Fang didn't feel ironic. He didn't know what emotion he should use to treat Dalton's death. Just as Mr. Lieutenant General chose the former between the country and himself, leaving a problem that has plagued him for a long time~EbookFREE.me~ Now his death has also become a psychological application problem, making himself at a loss.
Should I be sad? Should I be happy?
After standing there thinking for a long time, he finally sighed, walked to the front and gently closed the relieved eyes with his hands, turned and walked outside the door.
Death is always a solution to a problem or a one-off solution, but it has different definitions for different people.
Whether Dalton knows he is still alive, or has died in the hands of the Abyss Knights, whether the Anubis Legion will follow the agreement to force Kirklaf I into the negotiating table, or betray the Star Alliance like a former ally For the government, death may be the best relief for this old man who put his conscience and ideals on the two trays of the balance to torture him.
Tang Fang didn't know what kind of mentality the Abyss Knight chose to kill Dalton? Evelyn, but this might be exactly what the Lieutenant General expected. When people die, they don’t have to bear so many responsibilities, so many sins, and enough shame to drive people crazy and swallow them. Tang Fang still remembers that in the history class, he once proudly said in front of his classmates that history is Moving forward, society has always been progressing. Thinking about it now is not only ridiculous, but also shameful. (To be continued.)