Starting from the Planetary Governor

Chapter 1047: Chapter 570, Death at 1000 Meters

“We are still… still… one thousand meters… straight distance from the Neuron Chamber…”

Leveille, who had been following Matins, spoke with a halting voice.

Just withdrawn from the front line of battle, Matins stared at this Heroic Spirit Officer.

Faced with his gaze, a hint of anxiety appeared on Leveille’s face.

“We… we… are being… interfered with. The Governor’s… communication must… act swiftly.”

At this moment, he convulsed as if electrified.

A few seconds later, he returned to normal and gave Matins a bitter smile, “Disconnected, unable to receive information anymore, sorry.”

“I understand.” Matins nodded slightly.

His gaze turned back to the front.

His battle brothers had just slaughtered another group of enemies that actively attacked them.

And this had become a long-standing routine.

The number of enemies the battle group had wiped out on the way was countless, but the enemies came in tides, impossible to kill them all, and they only grew in number.

And they were becoming increasingly elite.

After passing through the three arches, the initial blockers were merely elite Protection Army and modified machine servant units. But as they got closer to the Neuron Chamber, the forces blocking the Phoenix grew in both number and elite ratio.

Up to the most recent wave, the quality of the forces not only matched the level of the battle at the three arches but also were much more numerous, with a lot of regular units coordinated, making it quite arduous for the Phoenix.

So far, out of the eight hundred warriors who participated, fewer than six hundred remained.

And among them, there were nearly a hundred who were severely wounded and unable to move.

This was not a small burden, but they still persisted. Fifty fighting brothers were specially assigned to protect and transport the severely wounded through the flying bullets using small, automatic troop carriers.

But no matter what, they had reached the mission location.

The Neuron Chamber was only a thousand meters away in a straight line, and they were on the same level.

They could even see that tightly sealed steel door from afar.

However, standing in their way was also a most elite unit.

Sage Dubo, as the leader of the entire Ark Fleet, was undoubtedly meticulous about his own safety.

Not to mention, this compartment housing the Neuron Progeny was a critical part of the ship.

Both factors combined meant the Protection Army on the ship would inevitably do their utmost to defend this place.

The site was not large enough to pack tens of thousands, tens of thousands of troops.

When numbers couldn’t be piled up, quality was.

Here, even the Serpent Mecha Soldier was a fragile small role. The most conspicuous were more than a dozen Colossus Mechas arranged around the Neuron Chamber. Each of them was roughly as large as an Interstellar Warrior’s Dreadnought Mech, wielding a thunder hammer and a large shield, their combat abilities not to be underestimated.

Under such powerful mechanical strength, even the terminator heavy shield warriors of the Interstellar Warriors might not withstand a heavy strike from a Colossus.

And these Colossus Mechas were only prominent because of their size.

In this defensive cluster, the most formidable were instead those smaller in size.

Combat Priests, Lightning Priests, hand-crafted ultra-elite Iron Hero Mechas…

Upon arriving at this place, led by Matins, the enemies launched an attack on them.

No probing, no doubts or hesitation, they went in with absolute power, in a hard clash.

Fancy tactics didn’t work at this time, the space was narrow, the mission urgent, it was a strategic issue; no matter how powerful and fierce the weaponry carried by the Interstellar Warriors was, it couldn’t surpass that top-of-the-line equipment of those grease monkeys, in a long-range duel they would certainly lose.

Only by enduring the casualties first and closing the combat distance to hand-to-hand range could the desired effect be achieved.

The Phoenix hoped to use Spiritual Energy teleportation, just as in the battle at the three arches earlier, to send the most elite terminators directly into the enemy formation.

But this time, the Spiritual Energy teleportation failed.

It was not unexpected.

The Spiritual Energy communication between Heroic Spirit Officer Leveille and Gu Hang had been blocked, so the interference with Spiritual Energy teleportation was only natural.

They had no choice but to force their way in.

The price was grievous.

Even Matins himself only made it to the enemy formation after his small Shield Generator was shattered.

However, once the distance was closed, the battle finally tipped in favor of the Interstellar Warriors.

The collective charge of several hundred Interstellar Warriors, especially the absolute elites among them, still disrupted the defenders’ positions.

Most of the ranged firepower couldn’t be effective.

Those mass-produced Iron Hero Mechas were just for show and were thrashed in a real fight; the finely crafted ones at best could contend with regular terminator Interstellar Warriors.

But what they were up against were by no means ordinary Interstellar Warriors.

The entirely elite Phoenix slaughtered these Iron Hero Mechas with remarkable speed.

And the Colossus Mechas that could pose a threat of absolute destruction to the Phoenix could not shake off the inherent lack of flexibility.

On the battlefield, multiple Colossus Mechas were already lying on the ground.

The ones that fell the fastest were those targeted by the Phoenix wielding phase swords.

Their incredibly heavy armor was like nothing under the phase swords.

Only the Combat Priests were more troublesome.

Combat Priests were mechanical sect high-level members at least above Mechanical Priests and even at the level of Engine Sages, who through all their technical prowess, had transformed their bodies completely towards combat direction.

This group of genuine grease monkeys, none of them was mass-produced, not even existing in template form, each extremely personalized with abilities that varied widely.

Some have modified their bodies to full firepower, recklessly bombarding at close range without concern for their safety or friendly fire;

Some have turned themselves nearly into a pure energy entity, high-energy arcs flashing fiercely;

Some have transformed themselves into super close-combat killing machines, compensating for lack of skill with technology, their eight legs allowing flexible movement in any direction; surrounded by multiple cutting and hammering weapons, requiring no skills, just getting close enough to inflict damage.

Some even possess multiple abilities simultaneously…

It just so happens that energy shields in close combat do not provide much effect, otherwise, they wouldn’t lack it either.

To be honest, these things were indeed the biggest hassle.

The Phoenix were in a bitter fight.

But Matins, the Battle Group Leader, couldn’t care about the overall battle situation anymore.

A small elite team, led by him, charged directly toward the steel door.

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