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Chapter 697(2/2)

The seat bounced off the floor and quickly changed its shape, turning into a small battle armor with excellent performance.

The command ship has no way to escape.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside.

The Chengfeng Special Warfare Fleet, which was already patrolling not far from the command ship, finally took the risk and jumped over, and used super-large-yield fragmentation bombs from the outside to blast open the solidified space constructed by the evolved bodies of the epiphysics.

Zheng Yifeng, who simultaneously controls tens of millions of modified Xuanyuan Armor smart weapons, leads hundreds of thousands of peak warriors and more small and medium-sized high-mobility units to rush in first, heading towards Zhengshen with almost no intelligence support.

The aggregation of human faces surrounding the command ship launched a desperate attack.



The battle lasted for two days.

Humanity paid an extremely heavy price. Nearly 80% of the major special operations armies were killed, and the battle loss rate of the ordinary legions was more than 30%.

Humans were not able to destroy even one metal face. The reason why the opponent retreated was not because he was defeated, but when the attack reached a certain level, he quietly retreated, coming and going without a trace. Humans could not even pursue him.

Dong Shan combined the known intelligence and analyzed: "It is probably just that the energy of these epiphysis evolved bodies is insufficient and they need to go back to replenish it."

No one knows when the next attack by the evolved body of the E-clan will be, or where it will choose as its main attack point.

Human beings, who can obviously travel through the universe and use any star or space resources at will, claiming to have reached the pinnacle of level four civilization technology, have encountered a long-awaited helpless situation.

Of course, Zheng Feng would not know about these news that were related to the overall situation and could shake the morale of the military.

He only knew one thing, he had become an orphan.

Zheng Feng's heart suddenly became empty, as if a piece of flesh and blood had been hollowed out.

He closed the communication silently.

The beetle he transformed into stood there blankly.

Tears seemed to be surging, but at this time he was in a remote brain link state, and the mechanical beetle had no tear glands.

His hands trembled involuntarily, but the structure of the ultra-micro robot and the beetle prevented this meaningless energy-consuming behavior.

Zheng Feng looked around blankly. The beetles of his teammates were all pointing their heads in his direction.

They were at a loss.

"Captain...you...what's wrong with you?"

Li Qingqing asked.

Zheng Feng shook his head, "I don't know. I'm just thinking, my parents and I still get along for some time, and we often chat on the quantum network, but why do I have the feeling that I have lost before I even get it?

the pain?”

Li Qingqing: "What's going on?"

"My parents died."

Everyone: "..."

Among the members of the Flying Tigers, including Jane Roland, Qin Wu and Lev, there are many optimized matches who have never seen their parents since childhood.

The joys and sorrows of each person are always different.

These people understand Zheng Feng's sadness, but find it difficult to empathize with it.

Looking at his teammates who had different reactions, Zheng Feng really wanted to find someone to ask, what did I do wrong? Why must my life be so incomplete?
Chapter completed!
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