Star Lord: Rob the alien race and you will get a hundred times the reward

Chapter 110 Wu Anjun, wait for me

There was war raging in the area, with battles of level seven combat power breaking out one after another. Liu Wen, who was not good at commanding large-scale multi-point operations, was busy and dizzy.

Fortunately, the commanders of the armies below were quite capable. They were all powerful and experienced lords, which saved him a lot of energy.

The biological fleet commanded by Bai Haitang opened up the situation by using special warships on a large scale, turning some of the most threatening dimensional creatures into interstellar dust.

The remaining low- and middle-level dimensional creatures have neither a systematic system nor powerful means of damage, so they can only be hunted down and intercepted by biological fleets and killed in batches in the starry sky.

After a large number of dimensional creatures that arrived through the wormhole were killed, the small number of dimensional creatures that dispersed ahead of time also learned their lesson. They hid themselves tightly and were unwilling to show up. The biological fleet detected back and forth in the surrounding star fields, and the radar was running until it was smoking, but not many were found.

Bai Haitang could only release part of the biological fleet to patrol the surrounding area within hundreds of light years to suppress the rats so that they dared not move, and then he led a large force to block the wormhole entrance.

When the biological fleet arrived, what they saw was a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Five soldiers from the advance battalion were blocking the entrance of the wormhole. They killed as many dimensional creatures as came, and while killing they also skinned and extracted their tendons to extract dimensional energy, which reflected a diligent and thrifty character.

Hundreds of legions took over the advance battalion's position and deployed defenses in layers. The intensive firepower finally found a suitable outlet.

The logistics fleet also rushed over after making sure there were no safety risks, and one transport ship after another dropped a large amount of defense equipment into the void.

A simple combination of various modular parts and components forms a space fortress with gun muzzles standing in rows like a hedgehog. Various defensive weapons are put into use, and the blockade of the wormhole entrance is tighter. This is just to prevent the sudden appearance of level seven combat power and destroy the defense system. Therefore, the deployment of defense in the middle area is abandoned and replaced by side defense. The middle is guarded by soldiers from the advance battalion to guard against the level seven combat power that may appear at any time.

After the internal situation of the star field was stabilized, Michelle and Shirley returned to the edge of the galaxy with special warships to participate in the war.

Seeing that the wormhole entrance was basically stable and there was no shortage of firepower output, Liu Wen dispatched the secondary biological fleet that was going to support Bai Haitang to the edge of the galaxy to supplement the front-line fleet.

As time passed, the dimensional creatures in the void destroyed many civilizations along the way, and gradually arrived at the edge of the galaxy and entered the galaxy from various locations.

In order to prevent them from entering the interior of the galaxy, the Combined Fleet and units of the 1002nd Army had to intercept them everywhere. The seventh-dimensional evil gods that appeared from time to time caused huge casualties to the combat fleet at this time.

The advance battalion had a limited number of soldiers, and Yang Zhenshan had only brought four teams of twenty people. He deployed a team at each of the two wormhole passages, and two teams at the edge of the galaxy.

The ten soldiers of the advance battalion were putting out fires everywhere when the dimensional creatures were attacking the galaxy's defense line. They were able to intercept them normally at the beginning, after all, the number of dimensional evil gods coming over was not large. However, as time went on, more and more groups of dimensional creatures arrived through the void, and the ten soldiers of the advance battalion were unable to take care of many squadrons.

From time to time, there would be a situation where a soldier from the advance battalion would fight against two or three-dimensional evil gods. In this case, even if the soldiers from the advance battalion were among the top in their class, they would still be badly beaten and had to ask Yang Zhenshan for help.

But Yang Zhenshan had no choice at this time. The wormhole was inside the star field. Once a level 7 combat force appeared and wreaked havoc, the harm would be much greater than that of the dimensional creatures that broke in from the edge of the galaxy. It was simply impossible to move troops to provide support.

Therefore, Yang Zhenshan had to contact Liu Wen, wanting him to reveal all his secrets and stabilize the situation on the front line.

"Commander Liu, my soldiers can no longer hold on. In just a few hours, more than thirty level seven dimensional creatures have arrived from the void, and more are on the way."

"No matter what, you must send troops to assist my soldiers in holding back those dimensional evil gods and give them time to recover. Otherwise, it is only a matter of time before the defense line is breached."

Liu Wen also wanted to send more troops, but he didn't have much combat power to fight against the seventh-dimensional evil god. Let alone the butterfly creatures, the safety of the territory depended on them.

There are thirty existing level seven technological warships, all of which have been dispatched. The special ships can only buy time, and it is difficult to even harm the evil god.

Sending a conventional fleet to fight this dimensional evil god that has a large number of low- and middle-level dimensional creatures following it, the conventional fleet will really be delivering food, and the crew members inside will make it a little difficult for them to eat and delay time.

"Let's move the defense line back. We can't hold the galaxy defense line with our own strength alone. Fighting and retreating at the same time is the best option." Chief of the General Staff Xu Zemin proposed.

Liu Wen thought for only a second and immediately nodded in agreement: "Let the secondary biological fleet cover the retreat of the advance battalion soldiers."

"Michelle, lead the fleet to the front and assist the secondary biological fleet in holding back those dimensional evil gods. Of course, it would be even better if you could kill a few of them. The command of the biological fleet is also delegated to you."

"Make sure to complete the mission!" Michelle was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. He was commanding a level seven technological battleship and fighting against a level seven dimensional evil god. Since joining the army, the challenges he had encountered had become more difficult each time!

According to detection, there are still signs of eighth-level evil gods in the void, but they have not been found entering the galaxy. Liu Wen doesn't know what these higher-level evil gods are thinking, but he can only deal with them as they come and complete his mission.

"Chief of Staff Xu, you organize the logistical support. The Joint Headquarters will ask the Logistics Department to continue to strengthen the defense system. This will be our last line of defense." Liu Wen said to Xu Zemin.

Xu Zemin looked at the chaotic front line and understood what Liu Wen meant. He simply wanted to attract all these dimensional creatures here by retreating the fleet, and use the heavy defense system to hold them back and wait for the support of the Human Union. But in this situation, it is hard to say whether the Human Union will come to support or not. They still have to prepare a real feast.

"Don't worry, Commander. I promise to complete the mission and turn the joint headquarters into an iron line of defense!" Xu Zemin promised, patting his chest.

The two did not communicate much as they were both busy dealing with their own affairs. After all, the 1002nd Army was a temporary force, and its coordination was much worse than that of the regular army. The supporting troops, resources, logistical support, etc. from various territories were all a mess like a ball of string. The staff of the General Staff were overwhelmed just trying to sort out the logistics materials and warship maintenance of each department.

The defense system that has been urgently built has a lot of loopholes. The catalog of various types of weapons and equipment alone can fill a three-inch thick book, not to mention the reasonable use and combination of these weapons.

The alien civilizations in Area B collectively launched the migration fleet. Except for the industrial zones which continued production as usual, the people of various civilizations had already boarded the immigration ships and evacuated towards the void outside the star field. The direction was exactly the direction of the Bonucci star field that Liu Wen pointed out to them. It was hundreds of light years away from the galaxy and was relatively safe.

Letting these alien civilizations go to the Bonucci star field to avoid the war is also to prevent them from leaving sight and losing control. There are still thousands of legions provided by these civilizations on the front line fighting bloody battles with dimensional creatures.

"Report! An abnormal situation has been discovered. The detectors we deployed in the void have been damaged on a large scale, and we have now lost part of our detection vision in the void." A staff officer ran over to report, sweating profusely.

"What's the specific situation? Where is the reconnaissance ship? Has any information been sent back?" Liu Wen asked quickly.

In interstellar warfare, information is the most important factor in determining victory or defeat. A fleet that has lost its eyes, no matter how powerful it is, may still fall into the hands of a weak enemy that has control over all intelligence.

The staff officer replied: "Our reconnaissance ships were dispatched when the detector was damaged, but we have lost five reconnaissance ships so far, and still no reliable information has been transmitted back."

"Based on the area and time when the detector was damaged, we believe that a high-level combat force or a large fleet is approaching the edge of the galaxy." "Send more reconnaissance ships and deploy more detectors to find out the specific situation for me." Liu Wen didn't dare to give any orders casually now. Any order he gave now could cause the death of hundreds of millions of intelligent lives, so he had to be cautious.

The staff officer took the order and left, leaving Liu Wen checking the battlefield data with a tired face.

Saints such as Wu Anjun on the Human Alliance defense line gradually became excited at this time, because two saint-level regiments were about to enter the pioneering star field, and then it would be time for them to reap the rewards.

The high-level psychics behind the saints also entered their own psychic warships one after another. The psychic energy surged throughout the entire ship. The psychic flames lit up like small stars. The energy flowing on the hull formed a perfect picture, and the ship's guns flashed with a biting chill.

When Liu Wen lost dozens of reconnaissance ships in succession and still hadn't figured out the specific reason, two Saint-class regiments finally stepped into the range of the open star field.

Wu Anjun said nothing. After the flames on his body flickered, he appeared again tens of thousands of light years away. Only then did the other saints react and realized that Wu Anjun had gone to grab the heads again.

"Shameless Wu'an Jun, as the leader of this team, you actually abandoned us and went to kill people. I will sue you in the Supreme Military Court when I go back!" A saint blurted out in exasperation, and the saints next to him hurriedly distanced themselves from him.

The high-level psychics in the rear even gathered the flames of the psychic battleship into a ball, for fear that bad luck would befall them.

The saints eagerly chased after them, but no one stepped forward to direct the high-level psychics on how to fight.

After the saints ran to grab the heads, the high-level psychics were still standing there, not knowing whether they should follow. However, without any orders, they would be punished if they acted on their own.

When everyone was hesitating, General Chen Guanyi of the 12th Operations Department came out and said, "Everyone from Tianhe Department, attack. The saints have their own battles. Your mission is to intercept and eliminate the high-level enemies approaching the open star field."

"Understood!" With Chen Guanyi's order, these high-level psychics, as support forces, had no more worries. The flames on the psychic battleship suddenly surged dozens of meters. The ship traveled through space and appeared thousands of light-years away, flying towards the edge of the galaxy.

Wu Anjun, who was the first to set off, had already reached the edge of the galaxy. He slapped a group of saints with his palm across a distance of hundreds of light years.

Four saints are besieging a main god of the dimension of annihilation. The five of them are fighting to a standstill. The void is shattered during the fight, and the energy of rules spreads over dozens of light years. The confrontation between their respective concepts disrupts the space-time, and all materials within the range of the energy impact are destroyed along with the void.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, a palm three light years in size fell towards everyone like a fly swatter to smother a mosquito. Within the coverage of the palm, all kinds of rules and concepts were imprisoned, and the power of the mind directly struck the soul.

"Damn Wu Anjun, you old bastard, can you be more careful? You almost killed me!" A human saint in the regiment witnessed the dimensional god being slapped into a meat patty by a palm, and then a ball of energy wrapped around the opponent, destroying him in just a breath of time, not even a particle was left, leaving only a dark hole the size of a star system in the void, spewing space energy, and after passing through the residual energy in the palm, it was transformed into basic particles and spread into the universe, with a faint tendency to form a nebula.

Wu Anjun ignored the angrily cursing human saint, and slapped another battle group with his hand, wiping out the opponent in a breath. This time he held back, and only used mental power to wipe out the opponent's mental consciousness, but the body remained and turned into a marble hit by a finger and put into his pocket.

"I almost forgot, this thing is very valuable. I can go back and exchange it for some materials, and let a few brothers try to break through to become a saint."

"Mr. Wu'an, you are really still strong despite your old age. You can kill the main god of a dimension with just a touch!" The saint who caught up with him said sarcastically.

Wu Anjun waved his hand, and the space in the area where the saint was located suddenly shattered to form a wormhole channel. Just as he was about to use his psychic power to resist, he was pushed in by a force of energy, and then the closed space channel in the void disappeared.

The saints who arrived later happened to see this scene, and they looked around, as if they were out sightseeing.

"Where was it sent?" a saint asked quietly.

“I don’t know, but based on the veins shown by the spatial fluctuations, I estimate that it connects areas millions of light years away.” The saint who answered glanced nonchalantly at Wu Anjun who was refining the energy of the dimensional god.

"Hiss! Millions of light years away, won't I even be able to drink the soup if I rush back?"

"Who told him to be so mean! Everyone knows that Wu Anjun is narrow-minded and likes to steal heads. He has to come here to make trouble. If he doesn't suffer, who will suffer?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, am I narrow-minded?" Wu Anjun, who had already finished his work, turned around and gave the saint who spoke a smile: "Saint Qingmu, from now on, you will have to work hard and walk around the galaxy to check if there are any high-level dimensional creatures lurking. If there are, clear them out to prevent our human lords from being ambushed by these guys."

The saint who spoke last had a long sword in his hand and his face turned black, so he had to bow and agree.

He cursed himself for being stupid. He knew that he was narrow-minded, but he still said these things next to him. He deserved it. However, when he thought of the colleague who was blown millions of light years away, he suddenly felt a lot more balanced. At least he was not the most unlucky one.

"Wu Anjun, you almost killed me just now, could you be more careful when you attacked?" The saint of the war group who was almost affected ran away. He came over and attacked Wu Anjun.

"Okay, okay, Tianhe Saint, speak human language. What do you want to do?" Tianhe Saint was his old comrade-in-arms. He could make things difficult for other people, but he couldn't do anything to these old comrades-in-arms.

The Tianhe Saint stretched out his left hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger: "I don't want to do anything, but as the saying goes, whoever sees it gets a share. What's more, I've been fighting for a long time, and my old bones are almost broken. I have to get some benefits, right?"

Wu Anjun clenched his fists in his sleeves, the wind of extortion has come to bite him!
"Two sets of promotion materials." He took a deep breath of spiritual energy and spoke.

"Three copies. If you give them to me, I will leave immediately. If I don't give them to you, don't even think about leaving!" The Tianhe Saint's eyes were shining like light bulbs, staring at him without blinking.

"Huh! We have only extracted six parts in total, and you actually asked for half of it? Where is your conscience, Tianhe!" Wu Anjun laughed angrily.

"Conscience? How many promotion materials is that thing worth?" Tianhe Saint asked curiously.

"Take it and get out of here! I really want to beat you up!" Wu Anjun threw a small ball, and rushed out of the pioneer galaxy in a flash, heading straight for the main battlefield in the dimension of annihilation.

After getting what he wanted, Tianhe Saint immediately smiled and turned around to follow.

"Wu Anjun, wait for me!"

(End of this chapter)