"Shit!"
Frost Lightning, almost single-handedly, had eliminated the high-threat ground targets of the human formation. And just as it encountered the desperate, life-sacrificing strike from a certain Fire Moth squad, on the battlefield behind the Honkai Beasts, the sounds of slaughter and spattering flesh were equally incessant.
"Splurch!!"
A tornado sent a blood-red storm flying. The lethality of the Warlord-class on the battlefield was simply too terrifying—both the [Emperor Guard] and [Zeus] could use a skill named [Typhoon]. This move was practically a super-enhanced version of a whirlwind slash. Its area of effect had a radius exceeding 500 meters, and before the high-speed rotation ended, it would also employ a combination technique similar to [Pounce] and [Heavy Strike], leaping high into the air like a meteor before crashing down onto the target location. The resulting shockwave was comparable in power to an 8.0 magnitude earthquake.
The Warlord-class were the Legion's most formidable bulwark. If they couldn't be breached, attacking the Ballista-class array further behind was nothing but a pipe dream.
The human forces' advance halted here. Whether tanks, mechs, or Armed Dolls, all combat power was pinned down before the high wall of the Warlord-class.
As for the one who had just roared out the national curse…
She had ear-length short hair and a single eyepatch. Her figure was tall, and her brute strength was astonishing. She wielded a five-meter-long Superalloy Fangtian Huaji—a weapon that an ordinary adult couldn't even lift, yet it seemed as light as a feather in her hands.
Apart from the two Warlord-class beasts, all Honkai Beasts that approached the woman were directly cleaved into meat paste by the great halberd… even Chariot-class beasts were no exception.
Unfortunately, human strength has its limits. Even the most valiant warrior could be brought down by a volley of arrows. Although this woman's close-combat prowess was immensely formidable, she was helpless against long-range attacks that lacked a solid form—especially the corrosive fluid from Acid-class beasts. If not for the desperate protection of her squad members, this captain from Shenzhou, affiliated with The Flame-Chasers, might have lost more than just an eye.
"Is it ready yet?!"
"Assembling!"
The entire squad, along with over thirty Type-V Armed Dolls, were all guarding a silver metal case. A team launching a surprise attack couldn't afford to wait leisurely. Considering the characteristics of the God-Slaying Spear, they needed to "reassemble" the "activity"-suppressed "Longinus" on the battlefield in a very specific manner.
And two of them at that.
The Fifth Squad, to which Himeko belonged, did not possess a God-Slaying Spear. It wasn't that the higher-ups hadn't allocated one, but Himeko had proactively given the God-Slaying Spear to her friend.
The reason was simple. Although Himeko's original words were, "I've taken down more Chariot-class beasts than I can count, I have no use for an unfamiliar weapon," the actual reason was her concern for her friend's safety.
The woman's strength was no less than her own. But this kind of solo charge, aiming straight for the enemy commander's head, was far too dangerous. The allocated "Longinus," while also dangerous, offered a definite chance to kill the target and return alive if used properly.
Given their relationship and mutual understanding… there was no need for politeness.
So—
"Is it ready yet?!"
"Almost!"
The great halberd swept across the ground, and the unleashed energy wave directly blasted several smaller Chariot-class beasts (6-meter class) surrounding them into fragments.
Beneath the sturdy, thick, full-body combat suit, a young man with a very serious expression was "at work"—he was the squad's engineer and science officer, not someone who relied on combat strength (he was the weakest in the team). If "Longinus" were triggered prematurely, he would probably be sucked dry into a desiccated corpse in an instant.
Such delicate work, and it had to be done in an environment under a hail of gunfire… Heaven knows what went wrong with his brain back then to think that the captain, whom he now considered a "big gorilla," was actually "very charming," ignoring his family's objections to insist on joining the combat squad!
"It's…"
"Ready!"
Just before the captain urged him for the third time, the young man, having finally completed his task, couldn't help but shout back—
"Give it here!"
The great halberd flew from her hand, directly skewering four Floater-class beasts into Honkai-kebabs. The captain dashed to the front of the opened metal case. She didn't grab the weapon first, but instead seized the young man by the back of his collar and threw him forcefully into the distance—
"Go!"
These two Warlord-class beasts were very strong. Based on past experience, their strength was comparable to ordinary Honkai Emperors. Not to mention the enormous Honkai Beast legion surrounding them—the human troops that had broken through had already suffered heavy losses, and they definitely wouldn't retreat before she completed her mission.
She had no authority to order them. The only thing she could do was—
"Zznnng!"
The two sections of the spear, which were supposed to be used separately according to instructions, were directly combined by the woman!
—Kill as fast as possible!
————
"Old Yang."
High in the sky, the last escorting "Jinwu" was shot down.
"Farewell."
The Captain took off his hat and nodded in tribute towards the Jinwu falling in the distance.
The Quillspike-class was proving even more troublesome than imagined. Although the "Yao Guang" main cannon had blasted it into fragments, the opponent, during its "reconstitution," had not lost control of its "funnels." The "thorn lances," rushing back from afar, immediately launched a counterattack against the Taixu Warship.
This situation… had not been mentioned in the intelligence provided by North America. The Captain didn't believe their allies would conceal such information; it was more likely… that this "Big Jellyfish" before them had hidden itself too well.
"Boom!"
"Steering gear damaged!"
"We've lost 37% of our attitude control!"
"Boom!!"
"Engine hit!"
"We will lose power in 472 seconds—no, we will lose power in 191 seconds!"
Explosions and alarms blared continuously on the bridge.
"Main cannon status?"
"Main cannon 51.5% damaged. Full repairs will take 1720 seconds… I don't think there's any hope for it."
The Chief Engineer, usually a model of composure, seeing the tense atmosphere, made a rare, somewhat dry "joke."
"Alright." The Captain shrugged with a hint of resignation. "How much energy is needed to finish it off completely?"
"21% charge."
"Our maximum available?"
"7%."
"..."
"Ram it."
The explosions seemed to pause for an uncharacteristically silent moment.
"Self-destruct?"
"Correct."
"37/22/65, first combat speed, full rudder ahead!"
"37/22/65, first combat speed, full rudder ahead!"
The Navigator did not hesitate. The messenger showed no indecision. The Captain's orders were carried out without question.
Just then… a faint scent of white plum blossoms reached his nostrils. To the Captain's rear and side, wiping the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, was his adjutant of over twenty years.
"Ah Lan."
"Hm?"
The Captain, a lifelong bachelor despite over forty years in the military, seized his adjutant's wrist. Above the not numerous but highly prestigious medals, a ring, taken from his jacket pocket and carefully placed on the woman's finger, was a treasure carved with Shenzhou dragon patterns. Age, family, rank… all mismatched conditions could be utterly forgotten by everyone in this brilliantly shining moment.
"I didn't say it before because I was afraid it would be inauspicious." The Captain turned around to face the woman who had been with him for more than half his life.
"Now…"
Before he could finish, a slender finger pressed against his lips.
"I accept."
"BOOOOM!!!"