I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World-Chapter 1054 - 641 The Ballads and Elegies of the

Chapter 1054: Chapter 641: The Ballads and Elegies of the Nameless_2

Chapter 1054 -641: The Ballads and Elegies of the Nameless_2

Afterwards, the 108 reconnaissance shuttles of the 4th Squadron exited curvature flight and entered the original three-dimensional cosmic space for jump patrol.

In the next eight hours, these 108 reconnaissance shuttles will maintain a long-range jump patrol for up to eight hours, entering curvature flight around 4 p.m., and hand over their work to the 5th Reconnaissance Squadron in the gravity line channel before returning to Branch Fleet 8119.

At 8:35 a.m., the vice battalion leader captured an abnormal signal.

Nearby Liam Campbell and seven other comrades turned to approach for investigation.

At 8:53 a.m., Liam Campbell arrived first and lost contact with his teammates.

Experienced Liam Campbell had never encountered such a situation before.

One moment he was flying at 0.8 times the speed of light in the original three-dimensional space, but the next moment all the equipment alarms on his reconnaissance shuttle sounded simultaneously, showing his moving speed instantly dropped from 0.8 times the speed of light to 0, and his quantum information link to the outside world was completely blocked.

In front of him, there was an urchin-like object with an observable diameter of about 150 kilometers floating.

Countless long needles on this urchin were emitting mysterious and strange glows, changing the spatial rules within a nearby diameter of 50 million kilometers.

At the same time, Liam Campbell’s thoughts were gradually stagnating.

Experienced Liam Campbell quickly judged that this was a new type of military unit of the Compound-Eyed Observer.

A short-lived energy detector showed that the energy intensity response inside this urchin was comparable to that of a Hive Battleship.

He knew there was big trouble.

He couldn’t send out any information, so his teammates would approach one by one and be controlled one after another. It was even possible that the whereabouts of Branch Fleet 8119 would be exposed.

Just as he thought this, he suddenly noticed the light on the long needles of the urchin beginning to gather and radiate in a certain direction in space.

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“Warning, spatial cross-level signal scanning detected. The enemy unit is attempting to deeply directionally scan the energy dissipation index of gravity line channels within ten light-years nearby through the link between the original three-dimensional space and curvature space.”

Liam Campbell worried that the scanning direction was exactly the way for Branch Fleet 6322. It was over, 6322 would definitely be exposed! This should not be allowed to happen!

Before his thoughts completely stopped, Liam Campbell activated the Miniature Disintegration Bomb on his reconnaissance shuttle and set the detonation frequency of the bomb to be encrypted information.

8:55 a.m.

A small-scale disintegration bomb explosion set off ripples in the cosmic starry sky.

The approaching vice battalion leader quickly analyzed the encrypted information carried in the ripples.

“Everyone retreats in a dispersed jump and enters K6541 Gravity Line Channel. Notify the Fleet Commander to strengthen patrol and reconnaissance, activate the overload stealth protective layer to pass through the front, and stop at their discretion after a distance of twenty light-years.”

This was the core information Liam Campbell needed to convey to others.

Following that, there was another part.

“Sorry, I can’t make it back. Don’t wait for me. Please tell my wife for me that I can’t have dinner with her. But I love her deeply. Forward! Humanity! Forward!”

…

March 2934.

Branch Fleet 173 directly encountered a medium-sized enemy army with 800 large combat units.

Since there was no alternative, the two sides engaged in an intense battle.

Half an hour after the battle broke out, Fleet 173 announced the powerful performance of the enemy’s new combat unit while realizing the disparity between the two sides and preparing to initiate the second level of the dispersed retreat.

After paying the lives of more than 700,000 people, accounting for 56% of the total population, the remaining hundred or so ships finally managed to escape.

In this battle, a 13-year-old fighting genius shined, breaking through from B-Class to A-Class on the battlefield and killing a large number of enemy chasing ships.

However, after the successful retreat, the young boy cried until his eyes were swollen.

When people asked him what was wrong.

He couldn’t speak clearly, so he just played a battle video.

On the two sides of the video screen were the cockpit recordings of the young boy and his teacher.

His teacher was a 132-year-old A-Class middle-aged soldier, one of the few survivors of the decisive battle before the dispersal, highly respected in Fleet 173.

At first, the master and apprentice worked together tacitly, controlling the high-performance Omnipotent Battle Armor to harvest enemy aircraft at extremely fast speeds on the battlefield.

But soon, there was a fierce disagreement between the two.

Because of their outstanding performances, they attracted the attention of the enemy command, silently setting up an ambush trap, preparing to focus on exterminating the master and apprentice.

When the master and apprentice realized that something was wrong, they were already besieged, and the jump channels were closed, leaving them with no way to retreat.

Both of them instantly decided that one of them had to take the inevitably lethal new S-class Enhancement Drug, launch a strong attack on the enemy’s encirclement, tear open a gap, and cover the other one to withdraw.

After a brief disagreement, the young genius decided without consulting his teacher to inject the drug first.

His reason was that the teacher was good at training students, so he could die, but the teacher couldn’t.

If he died, the teacher could still bring out many more students as outstanding as he was.

But after the drug was injected, the young genius found out he had been deceived. Somehow, his S-Class drug in the armor had been quietly replaced by his teacher with the non-lethal A-Class.

The young boy cursed angrily.

The middle-aged warrior said triumphantly, “Fighting with me, you are still too tender, boy. Alright, let’s go, follow behind me.”