Walk alone in the abyss

"Approaching the target area soon."

"Our unit has been blocked in the enemy's detection system and can pass through directly."

In front of his eyes was the flame produced by the intense friction between the thin atmosphere and the energy shield of the airship.

There was a calm and clear voice in his ears.

Behind the helmet, Boss Yang's eyes didn't have any focal length for the time being, and his mind was empty, trying to find the feeling when facing the space Zerg.

No, without the trigger of the bug, I still can't actively enter that berserk state.

Boss Yang clicked his tongue softly, feeling slightly disappointed, and began to think about the series of intersecting plans again, so that his brain was a little swollen.

He naturally knows that most of the real power in the military department are watching the situation on his side through Atero's live broadcast, so try not to talk to Li.

The miniature projection on the helmet has begun to display a light blue countdown.

"Ejection is about to begin."

take a deep breath.

Get rid of distractions.

Yang Ming closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were extremely sharp.

The cabin of the airship exploded with a bang, and Yang Ming and the seat were directly separated from the airship. The latter was like a high-speed flying missile, heading towards the reddish-brown rock formation.

Accompanied by the roar, the airship exploded by itself, and a mushroom cloud rose up.

Yang Ming's figure swooped down towards the explosion point, his whole body was covered with a scarlet light film, and he plunged into the explosion point!

Through Yang Ming's helmet camera, the eyelids of the imperial generals watching this scene from the first perspective twitched a few times.

Under the blasting bombardment of the airship, the huge cavity under the surface rock was directly exposed, and a dense air gushed out, and more than a dozen scorched and mutilated human corpses could be seen flying out.

A piercing alarm sounded from below!

An enemy is invading!

In this core base of the chauvinistic freedom organization, the uppermost building structure has been breached. Yang Ming just rushed in a second ago, and a layer of protective cover was condensed.

The body dives, and the mental power pushes back.

Yang Ming pressed down with his left hand, and he was rushing down at super high speed, before he was about to make close contact with the ground, he stopped firmly and his feet landed gently.

The heat wave generated by the explosion is still surging everywhere.

This place should be a food processing factory, and you can see many containers full of food, as well as the messy production line.

"enemy!"

Human cries came from the side.

And before this shout reached Yang Ming's ears, Yang Ming had already completed the short body and squatting movements, two laser beams flashed past his helmet, and he had already thrown the laser rifle in front of him by turning around. , barely aiming, and pulling the trigger three times in a row.

Scorched blood holes appeared on the foreheads of the three terrorists in black uniforms.

Yang Ming kicked hard!

Cracks exploded on the hardened ground!

His figure was like a human-shaped cannonball, shooting into the passage opened by the three terrorists.

The laser gun kept firing, and Yang Ming's figure, like an erratic ghost, quickly invaded the depths of the base.

In Law's thinking space, the mechanical thinking body that has switched to combat mode is currently using six clones to execute different operating instructions, projecting the information of the entire base to Yang Ming's eyes, and at the same time fully invading the opponent's security system and database. Prevent the other party from deleting confidential data.

Even, Law has begun to plunder the control of the opponent's command system, and has begun to send all kinds of wrong tactical instructions to terrorist organizations, sending some "intruders have been resolved" and "hundreds of imperial warships found on the periphery" to the opponent's senior management. false information.

As a result, the opponent's grass-roots combat power continued to gather in Yang Ming's direction, Yang Ming's direction was smooth, and the top management of the Chauvin Freedom Organization was completely unable to judge the current situation.

Under Li's guidance, Yang Ming directly rushed to the opponent's hangar, where there were dozens of small and medium ships.

After a not-so-intense gun battle, hundreds of corpses were left in every corner of the hangar.

Yang Ming skillfully took out one after another miniature antimatter bomb patches from his pocket, pasted them on the bottom of these ships, and rushed to the next target area on the outer layer like a leisurely stroll.

Walking out of the hangar, Yang Ming lightly tapped his watch a few times.

Amidst the huge roar, the air in the corridor first rushed towards the hangar, and then sprayed in the opposite direction.

Yang Ming stood quietly in the hollow of the corridor for a few seconds, and then continued to run forward accompanied by the roiling heat wave.

The lightsaber hanging on his waist has not been turned on yet.

To deal with these human enemies, of course it is faster to use guns.

...

In the virtual conference room of the top executives of the Imperial Army.

A few more elderly people appeared at the front of the auditorium, and most of them watched the live broadcast on the virtual projection screen with serious expressions.

This is a ghost live show only for them.

Yang Ming didn't use his most terrifying ancient god power, what he was acting at this moment was more like a super-reformed warrior of the empire, conducting a solo breakthrough.

The generals of the empire have seen similar combat content many times. Each of them is a battle-hardened general who climbed up from the middle or grassroots level of the army step by step.

But today, they were inexplicably uneasy.

The white ghost suddenly showed them this killing feast, and the threat was already extremely obvious.

As long as these generals think that the fighters created by the high-dimensional civilization have the terrifying ability to regenerate cell clusters, their mood will suddenly become more depressed.

If you can't find the white ghost's reserved cell mass, it's impossible to actually kill him.

Then, with the methods and strength displayed by the white ghosts at this moment, it is not too difficult to attack their residence or the fleet they belong to.

Add to that...the great prestige of the White Ghost itself...

The generals even felt that if the white ghost wanted to deal with them, there would be a certain probability that their officers and soldiers would put down their weapons directly, not resist, or even hand themselves over voluntarily.

In the live broadcast, Yang Ming once again found the classic "ghost passage" - going up and down the elevator shaft.

The security system of this underground base is very perfect, and it is obviously regarded as a doomsday fortress by terrorist organizations.

Yang Ming continued to show off his tactical accomplishment as an imperial soldier, and the lightsaber hanging from his waist was still not activated.

There are a few more figures in the virtual conference room.

Admiral Thomas calmly pushed his glasses, walked to the corner of the front row, and began to enjoy the battle scene of the white ghost.

Judging by Thomas' standards, Yang Ming's individual penetration can only be described in four words - pleasing to the eye.

No enemy can stop the progress of the white ghost.

The entire base seems to have organized an orderly defense, but now, except for the area where the fighting has already taken place, no one knows that the intruder is the white ghost of the empire.

It's not the only battlefield there.

Next to the main screen, there are several small screens that play explosions on different planets in rotation.

The empire's campaign has achieved a complete victory.

Fifteen shaped bombs successfully detonated thirteen, destroying thirteen terrorist bases on the barren planet.

This is already a very important result.

General Thomas turned his gaze to a location not far away.

Atro, the deputy director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, was standing bent over beside his third uncle, listening to his admonition.

The other party did not turn on the privacy mode. General Thomas turned up the volume of the surrounding environment and heard the conversation between the uncle and nephew.

"Have you checked it out?" asked the third uncle.

"The investigation has been clear," Atro frowned, and said in a low voice, "The few new CIA spies we marked in the army received wrong information. This should be the ones controlled by the CIA. Terrorist organization, the only reason to wait for us to bomb."

"wrong information?"

"Yes, three. General," Atro explained, "The information they obtained marked more than a dozen terrorist bases that had nothing to do with our attack targets, and the new CIA focused on that."

"Didn't your Military Intelligence Bureau do it?"

"If you want to report to the higher authorities, then I must say that after our unremitting efforts, but in fact... this is Hanton's own strength."

It was only at this moment that Atero realized what was behind this.

White Ghost has a secret technical team, this is something everyone knows, this technical team is mysterious, but has very rich network resources, White Ghost has today's popularity, 80% of the credit must be attributed to this team.

Now, the team showed its stronger side.

It directly misled the CIA of the New Federation, which is recognized as the strongest human intelligence organization in the galaxy.

The old eyes of the third uncle narrowed slightly, and he murmured: "The infiltration of the two major intelligence agencies of the Empire and the New Federation, and the use of information gaps to play with the free chauvinist organization supported by the New Federation's CIA in the palm of your hand. What he's going to show us today."

"Third Uncle," Atro said, "There is still some information provided by the Military Intelligence Bureau..."

The third uncle frowned and looked at Attero, who just laughed.

"I think," Attero said sternly, "I just feel this way personally. Hanton didn't want to put pressure on us, but to tell us...well, I don't know how to explain it, but at least, Third Uncle, there is absolutely no problem with my position, today's live broadcast was mainly arranged by him."

"Okay, let's go back."

The third uncle waved his hand.

At this time, in the battle screen of the virtual projection screen, the white ghost, who had been advancing smoothly, encountered some troubles.

More than 60 remodeled fighters wearing exoskeleton mechas, together with ten miniature unmanned combat mechas, set up checkpoints on the way forward for Yang Ming's breakthrough.

The white ghost dropped the laser rifle in his hand and picked up a lightsaber in each hand.

Hum——

The light blade unfolds!

Two lights, one red and one blue, illuminated the dimly lit corridor.

Yang Ming walked quickly, turned around the corner in front of him abruptly, and there was a raging storm of laser light and ion beams in front of him.

The red light film around Yang Ming's body surged outwards, he leaped up, dodged most of the attacks like flying over a wall, and cut into the defense line with his lightsaber.

The intensity of the fight escalates again when the lightsaber cuts away an arm covered in exoskeleton armor at close range.

Yang Ming felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

The red light film was continuously splashed with hot blood.

Those reformed people from the new federation, in front of the imperial soldiers, seemed to be vulnerable wooden people.

There were screams one after another;

Those voices who shouted 'white ghost' into the communication device could not reach the ears of other terrorists at all.

Fortunately, this live broadcast is from Yang Ming's first-person perspective.

——Boss Yang mainly wanted to give the military generals an immersive feeling.

If Artero's third uncle saw the leaders of the terrorist organizations at the bottom of the base who didn't know the disaster was imminent, he didn't know how the meritorious general of the empire would feel.

The information obtained by these leaders is:

‘The battle situation is basically controllable, the number of imperial fleets on the periphery is small, and the support fleet of the new federation is already on its way. '

‘The ship with the hangar hidden at the bottom is safe and reliable. '

‘The safety gates of all parts have been dropped, and this small group of soldiers from the secret imperial army will be blocked in the middle of the base. '

Etc., etc.

The battle in the live broadcast screen became more and more bloody.

The ghost warriors of the empire seemed to be aroused fiercely, and their attacks became more and more fierce. They showed no mercy to the more and more desperadoes on the way forward, and occasionally began to use mental power to create shocks to improve their killing efficiency.

The fighters in the entire base are surging towards his direction.

The lightsaber in Yang Ming's hand formed a whirlwind of two colors, harvesting the lives of these soldiers and stimulating the nerves of the high-ranking generals of the Imperial Army.

However, only to this extent, it is obvious that these generals cannot be restrained.

The combat power that Yang Ming has shown so far is not much different from the top super reformers in the empire.

not enough.

Deterrence is not enough.

But it doesn't matter, in the plan made by Li, there are steps for him to fully unleash his own strength.

Yang Ming also wanted to see what kind of power he now possessed after defeating the body of the Great Queen.

Ding Ding!

The information given by Li appeared in front of Yang Ming's eyes.

【Boss, there is a big fish here. They have just passed the information manually, and it has been confirmed that the leader of the free chauvin, the retired senior agent of the New Federation, and the old man with an inexplicable code name are at the bottom of the base. 】

[This person has direct evidence of the New Federation cultivating a free chauvinist terrorist organization, and he himself is a member of the New Federation. 】

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

New Federation?

This is a good opportunity to divert conflicts.

...

Inexplicable.

It was the name Greenbler had given himself on a whim one afternoon sixty-three standard galactic years ago, and has stuck to it to this day.

He doesn't want people to know who he is.

He even didn't want his former family and friends to know that when he was thirty-five years old, he gave up the high-paying job he got in the New Federation, gave up his dream, and walked on the road he is now.

'What was it that made me decide to be one of them? '

Sitting in a wheelchair inexplicably, staring at the pond in the 'courtyard', he began to think about this question that he had asked himself countless times.

He is thin, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is skinny. Due to too many injuries in his early years and too many treatments with cell activation therapy, now he is less than a hundred years old, and he has ushered in the twilight years of his body.

In the past two years, inexplicable has often told his cronies, followers, and believers that he has not had a good few years to live, and used it to encourage the ambitions of these young people.

But in fact, who is willing to easily give up this hard-won life?

Rumble——

The ceiling was shaking slightly.

The courtyard and pond trembled slightly, and then the whole room returned to its original appearance, with the silver-white walls emitting a faint light.

The inexplicable old man turned his head and looked aside, and several trusted subordinates immediately stepped forward, waiting for a response.

"Is the ship ready?"

"Please rest assured that nothing will go wrong."

"We only need to wait for the arrival of the support fleet of the new federation, and we can eject from the inside, and we can quickly escape from the encirclement of the imperial fleet."

The old man nodded, just about to say something to encourage them, his expression was a little dull.

He heard a familiar singing voice.

Not only this old man, but the leaders of these organizations on the side all showed the same expression, and their eyes became empty.

The old man tried to stand up, and the wheelchair under his buttocks suspended by itself, carrying him to the corridor...

The next chapter is very late tomorrow.

Happy holidays everyone~