Chapter 784: The Black Market Battle (Finale)

Waving the Ship-Slaying Blade, he hacked a Replica Warrior, who had left a massive wound on his thigh with a chain mace, into two halves.

Sun Cheng drew his Plasma Cannon with his left hand, raised it toward the two Replica Warriors nearby, and fired.

A sudden impact came from his back, and at the same time, his Core issued a warning.

Sun Cheng subconsciously turned around and swung the Ship-Slaying Blade in a sweeping cut, instantly hacking away a Replica Warrior that had stabbed a long blade into his back.

"Master, prepare to evacuate!"

Swindle urged for the third time over the communication channel; he was about twenty meters away from Sun Cheng, standing back-to-back with the last four Decepticon Warriors.

Around them, the corpses of fallen Decepticon Warriors, Workers, various robots, and Decepticon Replica Warriors likely numbered in the hundreds.

That guy knew how to protect himself, though; Sun Cheng glanced at his body, which had dozens of non-fatal wounds, and looked away.

"Hold on, reinforcements are arriving soon!"

Coldly rejecting Swindle, Sun Cheng was not lying.

At the beginning of the invasion, Base No. 2 had already begun organizing Decepticon Warriors to set off and provide support.

At the same time, the Pioneer, who had already received body modifications and was in the Awakening stage, would also be notified to fly to Trindade Island immediately after completing the New Body replacement.

Not long ago, when he was preparing to blow up the island and retreat, he suddenly received a response from the support troops dispatched by Base No. 2; they had already reached the east coast of the country, and were expected to arrive here in a few minutes at most.

Of course, the most important reason Sun Cheng was determined to fight to the death and not retreat was because the satellites deployed by Base No. 2 in outer space had not detected a third batch of Decepticons.

Clearly, although Starscream's surprise attack this time was vicious and did indeed threaten Sun Cheng.

But seven hundred-odd Replica Warriors could at most only trade for one of his most important Sub-bases.

However, this was already a major move!

In the previous war on the far side of the Moon, the Decepticon Replica Warrior Legion under Starscream's control, facing the main force of the Autobots led by Optimus Prime, lost at most about a thousand.

Sun Cheng had already digested Soundwave's Memory Data; as Starscream's mortal enemy, the first thing he did after arriving in the Solar System was to investigate exactly how many Replica Warriors Starscream had cultivated during the hundred-plus years he had disappeared.

According to Soundwave's speculation, the Decepticon Replica Warriors within the Moon Base should be around three thousand, and could not exceed four thousand.

After all, the Moon is just a satellite, and its resources are far less complete than a planet's.

Wanting to cultivate so many Replica Warriors in over a hundred years, and with him also needing to search for Megatron, the AllSpark, etc., his energy was also limited in cultivating more Replica Warriors on the Moon.

Bringing out over seven hundred Replica Warriors all at once to deal with him was already a major move.

Thunder was also not far from Sun Cheng and the others, but his state at this moment was very poor.

Sparks were constantly spraying from his chest, the armor plating on the front of his chest was shattered, and one of Thunder's arms was already broken; around him were the last eight remaining Heavy Combat Robots.

Looking at the Decepticon Replica Warriors who had already firmly surrounded them, Sun Cheng's gaze was very cold.

The energy in his Spark was less than twenty percent of what it was before the battle started; besides the Plasma Cannon consuming a lot of his energy, the constant consumption of energy to quickly recover some minor wounds on his body was also a reason for the rapid energy depletion.

But it was all worth it!

"There are only 73 Decepticon Replica Warriors left!"

The defensive forces on the island had been fought to the last, and Sun Cheng's Private Legion had been completely wiped out.

Those long-range sniper-type robots were hunted down and killed by the Decepticon Replica Warriors; as for the aerial combat robots, there were thirty or forty left when their ammunition ran out. Later, as the battle situation became urgent, he activated their self-destruct devices and used them as bombs, taking a batch of Replica Warriors with them.

Hailishi had already fired all his shells and had been ordered to retreat to the Antarctic waters.

The non-combatant technical Workers had now all temporarily evacuated from Trindade Island to several nearby islands.

Swindle's face was gloomily ugly; he had wanted to flee several times midway.

But because the battle situation was too chaotic, whenever he moved slightly away from his own team, he would find large groups of Replica Warriors surrounding him; if it weren't for Thunder saving his life, and his own authorization to command some Heavy Combat Robots, he would have been lying down long ago.

As for now, it was even harder for Swindle to escape.

"Damn it, am I going to fall here today?"

Because of intense unwillingness, Swindle's face became increasingly ferocious and ugly.

The encirclement of the Replica Warriors began to gradually tighten; the rationality of this type of Replica Warrior cultivated by Starscream had been specially suppressed. They were more full of the desire for attack and combat, and more unafraid of death, but they did not have much brains.

However, even so, with so many companions dead or injured, the Replica Warriors would still experience feelings of fear.

Because they were not robots, but Decepticons.

The most Replica Warrior gazes were concentrated on Sun Cheng; he was identified as the most dangerous target.

And in fact, this was indeed the case; the Decepticon Replica Warriors lost at the hands of his Private Legion numbered at least over a hundred.

Even after the Private Legion was completely wiped out, Sun Cheng, relying solely on his Ship-Slaying Blade and Plasma Cannon, had successively dealt with no fewer than forty-plus Replica Warriors.

Without showing the slightest sign of cowardice on his face, one of his hands gripped the Ship-Slaying Blade tightly, while the Plasma Cannon in his other hand constantly adjusted its position, threatening those Decepticon Replica Warriors who were about to lose their patience and rush up.

The encirclement tightened, gradually forming a circular area with a diameter of less than thirty meters.

Sun Cheng, Thunder and his group, and Swindle's party were trapped firmly within it.

"We're finished!"

Swindle growled full of resentment; the cowardice he displayed made the Replica Warriors surrounding them start to get eager to try again.

"Shut up!"

Thunder gave a cold shout, stopping Swindle's incessant chatter.

It was true that the Replica Warriors would act unafraid of death on the battlefield, but it was not that they would not be afraid.

The reason these Replica Warriors were not in a hurry to take action against them after surrounding them now was entirely because, in the previous slaughter, Sun Cheng and the others had fought to the death to trade for too many Replica Warriors; the massive death of their companions made these guys now experience feelings of fear, which was why this brief stalemate appeared.

This was also related to the fact that there were no other high-level Decepticons nearby to command them; otherwise, with one order given, this batch of Replica Warriors would have swarmed them, and perhaps Sun Cheng and the others could have traded for ten or twenty more, but their ending would have been predictable.

Swindle stared fixedly at Thunder with eyes full of resentment.

He was still somewhat afraid of Sun Cheng, but Sun Cheng glanced at him, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"This ticking time bomb cannot be dragged on any longer; forget it, I've given you opportunities and such, since you don't cherish them..."

The thoughts rolling in his mind were instantly forcibly suppressed by a strange feeling; Sun Cheng suddenly raised his head, his gaze looking toward the distant sky.

High above in that sky, over a dozen missiles were flying straight toward the direction of the island at a speed exceeding Mach 5.

That familiar fluctuation was, shockingly, an Electromagnetic Pulse Missile!

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Thanks to book friends "GSLT" and "v Dianliang Rensheng" for the two big shots' tips and support, thank you very much.

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