Chapter 41, break in
Chapter 41, break in
A large amount of air was sucked out of the warship, like a violent storm. Binghua stabbed the flaming sword in his hand into the metal ground under his feet to stabilize his body so as not to be blown away.
After the air was completely drained away, Binghua stepped on the metal floor and rushed into the gap.
The surrounding environment instantly turned into a four-meter-wide silver-gray metal walkway, and the light pouring down from the top made everything here clearly visible.
Binghua was half-crouching on the ground. As soon as she looked up, she saw a group of soldiers holding guns and wearing metal armor pointing their guns at her.
"Fire!"
Upon receiving the order, the soldiers aiming at Binghua immediately pulled the trigger, and the black guns in their hands suddenly spewed out half-meter-long purple energy beams like machine guns.
Binghua's dark eyes focused, and he immediately rolled to the side to avoid the dense energy beams. Then he quickly rolled and jumped backwards several times to avoid the oncoming beams.
Then Binghua suddenly rushed into a metal walkway beside him.
Seeing Binghua dodge the concentrated fire of his soldiers with dazzling movements, the captain of the soldiers raised his hand to signal to stop firing.
Then the captain of the soldiers stretched his hand forward and waved it a few times. Several soldiers in power armor who were originally half-squatting on the ground stood up consciously, bent over and began to move forward to search.
But before these soldiers could get close to the metal walkway where Binghua had rushed in, the wall on their side suddenly made a creaking sound as if metal was twisting.
The sword blade with a dazzling red light suddenly pierced out from the metal cabin wall, and then quickly cut out a rectangular red mark one meter long.
boom!
The next moment, a red rectangular metal bulkhead was cut out and kicked away from the inside, knocking a soldier with a gun flying out.
Then a figure that was very familiar to these soldiers appeared. She quickly rushed out from the metal bulkhead with a rectangular hole and threw herself into the middle of all the soldiers.
Binghua was in the air and swung the flaming sword in his hand horizontally, cutting across the waist of a soldier in power armor, and the broken part of the armor was as smooth as if it had been cut by a high-temperature beam of light.
There was already a huge gap in physical fitness between the two sides, and now these soldiers were approached by Binghua, who had amazing swordsmanship, so the outcome was naturally needless to say.
The flaming sword drew several brilliant and dazzling red lines in the air, and the soldiers of the Tiangong-affiliated civilization wearing power armor around Binghua were beheaded one after another.
In just a second or two, Binghua dealt with the soldiers who came forward to investigate the situation.
However, Binghua has not relaxed yet, because there are still seven or eight soldiers left behind.
Binghua flapped the wings behind him to give himself a lot of acceleration. Then he stretched his legs forward and slid forward with his whole body close to the ground, avoiding the beam barrage flying overhead.
The flaming sword slashed upward, and a soldier holding a spear had his gun and hand cut off by the sharp edge of the sword.
Then Binghua raised his leg and kicked out. With a bang, the power armor worn by a soldier was dented directly, hit the metal cabin wall hard, and slowly slid down.
Binghua took advantage of the time to kick to readjust the sword and thrust forward. The tip of the flaming sword pierced into the body of a soldier on the side and came out through his back.
Binghua suddenly raised her head and a beam of purple light flew past her face.
Then Binghua did a nimble somersault in the air, and the moment he landed on the ground in a half-squat, he casually grabbed a fallen beam rifle on the ground with his left hand and threw it forward with force as if it were a hidden weapon.
A soldier who was holding a beam rifle and pulling the trigger to shoot was suddenly knocked away by the beam rifle thrown by Binghua.
Then Binghua turned around with a cold expression and chopped down, cutting a soldier behind him who had just raised his gun into two halves diagonally.
The soldier who had just been knocked away by the hidden weapon thrown by Binghua, had just adjusted his body that was flying around in the aisle, when he saw Binghua holding a beam rifle in one hand and pointing it at him.
Binghua smiled coldly at him and pulled the trigger of the beam rifle of unknown model in his hand. Beams of light shot out from the tip of the gun, turning the last soldier in the aisle into a hornet's nest.
After killing all the enemies behind the aisle, Binghua threw away the beam rifle she picked up. She still felt that the flaming sword in her hand was more convenient to use.
Then Binghua quickly left the corridor where more than a dozen corpses and a large amount of blood were floating, and rushed towards the bridge of the battleship.
While Binghua was wreaking havoc in this giant battleship, the battle outside was also fierce.
Most of the female angels are new recruits, and those like Binghua who have combat experience are only a minority after all.
Every second, female angels sacrifice themselves in this cold universe.
These inexperienced angel warriors were either killed by the battleship's secondary guns or the concentrated fire of space fighters, or they accidentally collided with the large light beams fired by the battleship.
The four legion commanders sitting in the command room of the Sky Blade battleship felt very upset when they saw the countless angel warriors losing signs of life in the projection.
However, as commanders, they forced themselves to become indifferent, because as long as there is war there will be sacrifices, which is an unavoidable problem.
"Sister Binghua, the sisters have broken through to the fleet group. Please instruct us on the combat mission."
Binghua, who was rushing around inside a flagship of an unknown civilization, stopped what he was doing and replied in the dark communication.
"Okay, all angel teams, pay attention. I am the first-level guardian angel Binghua. Next, sisters, you will form teams of five to break into the battleship and destroy the enemy's battleship. And please pay attention to your own safety."
Binghua hung up the secret communication after she finished speaking. As this was her first time commanding a battle, this was the only thing she could do at the moment.
Then Binghua continued to use the flaming sword in her hand to roughly cut open the metal bulkhead blocking her way and continued to advance forward, while the metal bulkhead behind her was covered with large holes cut by the flaming sword.
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Two minutes later, Binghua was standing alone on the bridge of the flagship. The glaring red alarm lights were flashing wildly, and the floor of the bridge was full of humanoid creatures lying in a pool of blood.
"How do I do this..."
The Flame Sword was leaning against a chair nearby. Binghua stood in front of an operating interface with unknown text, fiddling with her fingers, not knowing how to use the interface.
"Forget it, just do whatever you want, it doesn't matter if you bump into anything."
As Binghua spoke, she stretched out her fingers and pulled all the bars on the operation interface to the maximum value, then pressed a bunch of buttons randomly, and finally clicked a button that seemed to be confirming.
At this moment, the door of the bridge suddenly opened, and dozens of soldiers wearing power armor rushed in, all pointing their guns at Binghua who had his back to them.
"You just came, but it's too late. I won't stay here with you."
After Binghua finished speaking, he spread his wings behind him, picked up the flaming sword beside him, smashed the glass facing the outside of the bridge, and flew out.
Suddenly, a strong suction force came from the broken glass, and the soldiers who had just entered the bridge were sucked into the vacuum of the universe outside the bridge before they could react.
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