Super Martial Era: My Little World

Chapter 285 Rescue
Five days later, the White Sword appeared in the starry sky, and with its super-powerful sensor radar, it "saw" from afar the four major rebel legions besieging the Steel Rose Fortress.

The Iron Rose Fortress was indeed the culmination of human technology. Even under siege by the four rebel legions, it still maintained its powerful protective shield. However, many parts of the outer layer of the fortress had been destroyed.

A large number of engineering robots were operating outside the Iron Rose's fortress under fire, collecting the fragments of the destroyed fortress. Those fragments were all top-notch superalloys and could be used after recycling.

The Iron Rose Fortress Command Headquarters.

Yun Shishi looked at the White Sword in the distance, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes as she chuckled softly, "Yang Lie is here to support me? That coward, he actually came to support me? How bizarre! I thought he wouldn't come!"

Luo Yiheng smiled with relief and said, "I wasn't wrong about him! He really is a good disciple who values ​​loyalty and righteousness. Old Ge is quite lucky, and it makes me want to take him in as a disciple too."

"Connect me to the White Sword's communication channel!"

At Master Yun's command, the communicator of the Iron Rose Fortress overcame the obstacles of the four rebel legions and connected to the communication channel of the White Sword.

"Meet the Commander!"

Yang Lie's image suddenly appeared on the screen.

Yun Shishi said, "Yang Lie, the rebels are very powerful! They plan to surround our defenses and attack our reinforcements. You can react outside and retreat if necessary! We can still hold out for a while!"

"Yes! Commander!"

Yang Lie breathed a sigh of relief. He was genuinely worried that Master Yun would order him to storm the rebel army's four main armies. That would be tantamount to sending him to his death. If that were the case, he could only perfunctorily deal with the situation and find a way to retreat. After all, a foolish teammate could easily get him killed.

The Human Alliance military has countless officers, and there are quite a few foolish officers who are afraid of death.

Sitting at a round table in the rebel headquarters were ten powerful men with extraordinary temperament. They were the ten martial saint-level strongmen in the rebels.

Phillot had lied to Yun Shishi that there were not eight but ten Martial Saints among the rebels. If Yun Shishi had truly believed his lies, she would have suffered a great loss on the battlefield.

"There's a little fish out there! The 10346rd Division of the 3th Army, commanded by Yang Lie, is a peerless genius, possessing the cultivation of a second-level Grandmaster! He possesses the eighth-tier Colonial Suit, the Azure Dragon, which is capable of unleashing a combat power comparable to that of a weak Martial Saint. Combined with the White Sword battleship, it can also unleash a combat power comparable to that of a Martial Saint."

As Philot spoke, he displayed all of Yang Lie's information in the void projection.

"I'll deal with him! Even if a mere Grandmaster is lucky enough to obtain a powerful eighth-level colonial suit, he will be no match for a true eighth-level colonial suit user!!"

Hans, a colonial figure standing two meters thirty-two meters tall with short brown hair and a full beard, grinned and said, "I love to kill geniuses. I'm going to kill him!"

Philot said, "Alright! Who else is going with us? Even a lion will fight a rabbit with all its might! We must destroy him as quickly as possible and not give him any chance to escape!"

"I'll go!"

Serupot, an eighth-rank mecha master who was 1.9 meters tall, had short blue hair, was fat and had an ugly appearance, said lightly.

Philot saw that the other Martial Saints had no objections, so he nodded slightly and said, "Go quickly and come back soon!"

The two martial saints, Hans and Serupot, directly mobilized a legion of troops and rushed towards Yang Lie.

On the White Sword, Lei Ming looked at the numerous warships flying towards them with an uneasy look on his face and said, "Twenty-three level three warships, that's the strength of an entire legion! Commander, should we retreat now?"

The third-level battleship is the White Sword, which is a battleship that can compete with the Martial Saint-level powerhouses. Above it, there are second-level battleships that can compete with the Great Martial Saint, first-level battleships that can compete with the Martial God, and a handful of super battleships that can compete with the Great Martial God-level powerhouses.

Warships of level two and above are basically equipped in the main corps of the front-line combat forces. It is impossible for a detachment like the 10346th Army to have them. After all, their opponents are generally weak.

Yang Lie said: "Fight and retreat at the same time!"

The White Sword battleship immediately turned around and fled, while the stern guns flashed and fired at the rebel pursuers from a distance.

In addition to the twenty-three level three battleships, the rebel pursuers also had many level four and level five battleships.

The main guns of those level 4 and level 5 battleships are also powerful enough to threaten Martial Saint-level warriors, but the protective shields, computing power, armor performance, speed, and other aspects of those battleships are far inferior to those of level 3 battleships.

In addition to the fourth and fifth-tier battleships, the rebels also had auxiliary battleships and cannon fodder battleships of various functions. When these battleships were hit by the White Sword battleship, they would instantly explode and turn into pieces of electronic waste.

The White Sword was extremely fast and quickly distanced itself from the rebels.

"Since you're here!! Don't leave!!"

Hans grinned, glanced at a high priest of the Spirit Blood Cult beside him and said, "Activate! Blood-colored Silk Net!"

"Yes!"

The high priest of the Spirit Blood Cult placed his hands on a blood-colored stone platform. Mysterious blood-colored runes appeared on the stone platform and transformed into blood-colored silk nets invisible to the naked eye that sank into the void.

The blood-colored stone platform, called the Blood Spirit Stone Platform, was an incomparably powerful forbidden artifact of the evil god. The blood-colored silk net released by this forbidden artifact could trap even an eighth-level Transcendent Martial Saint, slowing their movements to an incomparable degree. Even a behemoth like a third-level battleship would be affected by the blood-colored silk net.

boom!
The White Sword, which was speeding, suddenly sank, as if it was carrying countless heavy objects, and its flying speed suddenly became extremely slow.

Lei Ming's expression changed drastically. "What's going on?"

Qian Yu, the Sixth-Rank Starfleet Master and pilot of the White Sword, said with a pale face, "The battleship is under attack from an unknown force. We're slowing down!! The battleship's power system is fully operational, but even so, it can't withstand that unknown force! If this continues, the enemy fleet will catch up to us in an hour."

Lei Ming's gaze fell on Yang Lie and asked, "Commander, what should we do now?"

Lei Ming is undoubtedly an outstanding deputy division commander. He handles all military affairs in an orderly manner and is very strict and self-disciplined. His only shortcoming is that because he has always served as a deputy, his decisiveness is not strong enough and he is somewhat indecisive.

Yang Lie said calmly, "First, run in the direction we came from for fifty minutes!"

"Yes!"

Seeing Yang Lie so calm, Lei Ming and other officers on the warship also regained their composure.

(End of this chapter)