Chapter 1045 - 87: Warriors Among the Stars (Part 3)
"What the hell is that?!"
Boom—
The sealed Crystal Palace space station is disintegrating!
Those enormous "Space Giants" are charging through the corridors, deafening sounds echoing through the building’s structure, and when they lift their heads...
They can see beyond the transparent glass walls, a super massive robot dismantling the space station!
It’s as simple as a child tearing down a castle built from blocks!
What’s even more terrifying is that they don’t forget to look around as they flee, and this is even more alarming; the enemy has two more of these formidable robots!
[European Space Agency Command: Damn it, where are your people?! Someone is walking down Central Avenue attacking the control center...]
"Fuck, what the hell have you provoked?!"
"Ride, we need to leave this area! That Iron Destroyer can easily tear us apart; we must leave!"
The two fleeing spacemen fix their eyes on the "vehicle" parked at the end of the corridor:
It’s called a vehicle, but it looks more like some kind of wheel-less bicycle, with a seat and pedals for riding, and the two burly men leap onto it as if grasping a life-saving straw...
Boom—
A giant roar follows, then dissipates in a strange way, as the two riding "bicycles" dash out of the broken section.
...
Humans feel an indescribable fear when falling, the sensation of being unsupported off the ground requires long training to overcome, eventually becoming paratroopers, pilots, and others who break free from the shackles of gravity.
The fear of moving in the Universe is of a completely different magnitude than on Earth: on Earth, during a fall, you know you have only a moment left to live, but losing footing in space feels like endless solitude awaits, as if billions of years of emptiness are waiting for you—
Jack jumped out of the spacecraft, and when there was nothing beneath his feet, not even gravity, he suddenly panicked for a moment, but that feeling was quickly dispelled by the thrusters equipped with Power Armor—
Bang.
The Power Armor’s bottom stamped on the floor, debris and remnants scattered all around, and many Crystal Palace staff and robots flew out. Those attacked waved their limbs frantically in the boundless space, yet it was all futile struggle:
Space had already embraced them.
Click—
Jack’s brain retained some feeling, but his body was already moving, immediately pulling a massive gun from behind. With the other hand, he took explosives and glued them with Spider Silk to the emergency lock door—
Boom!
Amidst the loud noise, the lock door was blown open, and air flowed out, which was nothing more than a harmless breeze to Jack. For those inside, it wasn’t that simple—
Through the hole, Jack could clearly see the people inside stumbling, and he immediately aimed and fired with the massive gun in his hand—
This powerful weapon burst into fierce flames upon firing, and the guards equipped with Si Anweisitan widened their eyes. They saw that what the large-caliber handheld weapon was firing wasn’t bullets, but miniature rockets!
Without air resistance, the rapid initial velocity of the small rocket projectiles shot through the hole, then exploded mid-air, scattering countless miniature bullets containing Phase Change Explosives...
The complexity of each bullet’s craftsmanship was unimaginable. This was undoubtedly a handheld weapon crafted with the most exquisite workmanship and wildest power!
The delicate twisted noise was completely disproportionate to the scene, after a round of explosions, only wreckage remained inside.
Jack lifted his foot, the floor underneath had been deformed by the sheer recoil force, evident of the weapon’s immense power.
"Feeling strange feeling..."
Jack put away the weapon and moved forward, grabbing the hole with both hands and ripping it wide open!
Behind him, countless small workspaceships with two mechanical arms gradually converged, yet the mechanical arms used for work now held large-caliber weapons, capable of piercing the Power Armor—
But Jack didn’t even glance back at those, because the next second, a faint plasma trace swept through the deep space, and several workships exploded on the spot.
Outside the passage, Lille held onto the space station’s outer wall like a turret, suppressing the entire area, and using his Octopus Arm for an easy spacewalk, he pierced the inner ring’s outer wall, and V then jumped in.
Before entering the hole, V curiously glanced far away: she saw two guys frantically pedaling something that looked like a bicycle, wandering in deep space, with an exhaust-like thing spewing large enigmatic objects at high speed.
"What is that thing?"
Lille took a look: "Don’t worry, the High Knight tradition..."
Of course, High Knights weren’t just about pedaling space bikes; clearly, those two guys didn’t have time to run away and might still be sightseeing from the observation window.
At this moment, other docking areas of the space station deployed numerous small space vehicles, the ones with two-arm workships among them, and some genuinely space battleships...
If this was a space warfare initiated by rebels in this world, even after breaking through interception systems, the intruders would struggle against these space firepowers. The company’s space warfare experience was too rich, they had High Knights, a group of native spacemen as warriors, whose combat capability and technical prowess far exceeded Earthlings.
However, behind Lille, there were two real cosmic powers that had fought space wars backing them—
Whether it’s Jack’s Power Armor, Tiemander’s space combat equipment, or Titan, even the gang leaders’ Prosthetics, were all designed with real "Space Warrior" support.
These gears were meant for space warfare.
...
Simultaneously, Group B’s two Titans broke through the ring structure’s outer wall, intruding into the ring structure, with Polar Star Titan’s mobility enabling them to disregard narrow space station interiors. If the opponent’s firepower exceeded limits, they directly explode that section of the structure, stabilizing with thrusters.
Three Titans seamlessly navigated the ring structure of the space station, soldiers inside finding they could do nothing but flee, while spacecraft outside felt even more constrained: these thugs could recklessly demolish space station structures, using ruins as cover, but they couldn’t—
They didn’t want to end up in life-long debt to the company post-battle!
Groups C and D jointly used Spider Silk and thrusters to reach their respective entry points and blast the outer wall of this space station—
The world’s richest building was thus fully breached!
The European Space Agency never dreamed that a mere spacecraft carrying such fierce firepower could instantly breach all sides of this "human treasure"!
David jumped into the space station with a clap, surrounded by glass curtain walls filled with rare plants. Though these artificial landscapes inside the curtain walls were now ruined, it wasn’t hard to see how lavish it had been during normal operation. He even saw quite a few extinct wild animals inside.
[Wild Man King: Haha...robbery, I just love robbery.]
David glanced back at Wild Man King, this big guy kicked and exploded a poor guy’s head on the ground, with the spacesuit losing its seal and spewing air, it looked as if a person shriveled instantly...
Lucy stared somewhat absentmindedly at the shattered glass curtain walls and the animal corpses within:
Here is the Crystal Palace, humanity’s most luxurious palace, and through here, one can see the Moon, which is their ultimate destination.
Unexpectedly, she arrived here one day, and in such a manner.
[David: Start working, everyone, be cautious of enemies’ sneak attacks until we completely control this facility, always beware of them leveraging their experience and site advantage for sudden offense...]
Just as David finished speaking, the ground and surrounding space spun as if in a whirl, nearly throwing them out of control—
The inertial gravity generation system was undergoing some peculiar transformation, a defense measure from the enemy!
Anyone untrained, even trained personnel would struggle to adapt to such drastic changes, but they were different:
Exoskeleton footsteps activated massive static adsorption power, ensuring their stability, and neural implants directly stimulated to overcome vertigo...
David’s brain momentarily froze in such conditions: because he realized whether it was the ceiling, floor, or walls, several towering figures were steadily, as one with the scene, firing upon them!
Pff—
Strange sounds transmitted through the Power Armor...
End of Chapter
