Many of the elite old Marines were veterans who fought the Guild War and the previous Tanzanian War. They thought it would be the limit to see aliens, but the scene at this moment was still beyond their cognition - after all, they had never seen the scene of shooting ahead while running, and the bullets began to kill Zergs in all directions like they had wings and eyes.

Moreover, not only that, the bone spurs shot out from all directions hit Jim Renault's invisible walls, and could not move forward at all. On the one hand, with an incomprehensible shield and constantly shooting forward, Jim Renault cut down all the Zergs in front of him like a wild boar that broke into a rice field, and forced a bloody path among the insects that had an absolute advantage in number and went straight forward!

"Can we do that kind of thing too?" A veteran pointed at Jim Renault who was rushing forward in a daze.

[What can be done depends on how strong your fighting will is and how concentrated your spirit is]---All human soldiers linked to Lehman have a Lehman prompt in their minds.

"Even if you say that..." Most veterans still feel unacceptable---- bullets, cannons, and power armor, they can accept it, but it is a bit difficult to accept it as [wishes the truth] or [says and words]. It is not a thing of the same magnitude at all!

[Then you can think about what happens if you lose to the insects. Remember that mood, that is your fighting will, and then concentrate when fighting. If you are not concentrated enough, that ability will not be used smoothly. We don’t have much time, rush up and kill all the insects, warriors!]

While the soldiers were hesitating, one of them stood up. The one who had charged forward and cut off the back in order to cover Jim. The last child of the Ohm family stood up--the heavy power armor seemed to be pushed by an angel, rushing towards the battle formation of the insects.

On his charge route, a huge thunder beast broke out from the ground and blocked the Marines' way forward.

Gerald Ohm looked at the huge enemy like a mountain, and a faint feeling of despair appeared in his heart, but this despair was quickly replaced by a kind of despair - what can I do if I don't believe it, and what can I lose if I believe it? Anyway, I was going to die.

No matter what, it cannot be worse. With this idea, Gerald Ohm recalled in his heart what he needed [things]: Shield, no, how can a shield be like? Can a shield be blocked? No, obviously not right, so what do you need?

With such thoughts, Gerald Ohm had approached the Thunder Beast's hand-to-hand combat distance. Seeing the huge bone knife that the Thunder Beast was waving was about to fall down, the attacking impulse in Gerald's mind finally became clear. At the moment of concentration, Gerald Ohm's legs exerted force!

Then under the gaze of other Marines, Gerald Ohm flew up--the heavy power armor and the weight of the human body seemed to not exist. Gerald soared into the air, jumped to the sky, stepped on a bone knife of the Thunder Beast to leverage, and then jumped above the Thunder Beast's head.

In the air, Gerald felt that his head was blank. There was only one thought in his head that [I actually flew up], but as soon as this thought came out, he suddenly fell down. In the sense of weightlessness of the fall, he saw the big head of the thunder beast and several huge compound eyes looking up at him.

The compound eyes without emotion are cold, as if they are inorganic, and can only see the cruelty of executing orders at all costs.

When facing the huge insect eye, Gerald's heart calmed down for a moment, and all doubts and amazement were replaced by one thought, that is, if such insects were not stopped, if such insects were allowed to rush into the human world, perhaps everything would be really over.

Driven by his thoughts, Gerald almost instinctively pointed his gun at the thunder beast below, and at the same time, an extremely firm thought surged in his heart: I must stop these bugs here, I can stop those bugs here, I can definitely kill this big monster, from now on, my bullets will penetrate the monster and completely kill it.

At the moment when such thoughts became extremely clear, Gerald roared and pulled the trigger:

"For the hometown!!!"

The electromagnetic steel nail roared out, but the deadly ammunition showed a difference from the ordinary electromagnetic steel nails at the moment of its release. The power from the subspace attached to it, causing Gerald's muzzle to flash. The steel nails that came out of the cavity turned into a meteor with lightning, and dived down with a huge sonic bomb cloud, and instantly penetrated the head of the thunder beast.

The bullet penetrated the biological armor of the Thunder Beast without any obstacles, and the accompanying power melted the biological tissue inside the Thunder Beast's head. After the huge beast let out its last wail, it collapsed on the ground weakly.

The power armor landed on the Thunder Beast's head, and Gerald Ohm gasped violently, and in his breath, thousands of Marines who had linked to Lehman rushed out of the defense line--if the Jim Renault example was not enough, Gerald Ohm, as an ordinary Marine, really let them put aside all doubts for the time being.

These warriors were originally a group of people with the strongest fighting will, the purest, and most hoped to protect their hometown and family. After abandoning their distracting thoughts, they were blessed by the power mobilized by Lehman and suddenly turned into the most terrifying warriors in the real bubble. These warriors were extremely powerful and moved around, surrounded by invisible shields that were almost impossible to penetrate. Moreover, the weapons in their hands were shot in every way, and even some warriors with strong willpower reached the level of killing with one blow.

With the momentum of wind sweeping away the clouds, these thousands of warriors who seemed insignificant on the overall battlefield swept across the entire battlefield. The remaining human warriors stared at these colleagues who seemed to have been possessed by Superman. They didn't know what to do for a moment, but some people vaguely felt that they seemed to have missed something......

Lehman knew that they had indeed missed an opportunity, but in front of him, he had no experience saying anything to these warriors who had no choice.--Spanning the universe bubble and creating real bubbles requires not only amazing energy, but more importantly, this will expose these thousands of warriors to the threat of chaos at any time. If the souls of these warriors are not directly connected to the dormitory, he must always maintain a protective force field.

Once this protective force field based on the original human empire's gellar force field fails, the Chaos Demon will directly threaten the souls of these thousands of warriors. This cannot be allowed no matter what. Maintaining such a force field consumes not only energy, but more of the souls of a large number of psychics who sacrificed their own psychics and the souls of many creatures in this universe.

Lehman must end a phased battle as soon as possible.

[Fire source intensity recovery, deformation metal has been transferred, and the fleet is forming again]

At this time, Lehman's consciousness came from the faithful report of Count Zeppelin, and he turned his eyes to the lower world. He suddenly discovered that Zeppelin's previously broken hull had been repaired, and his originally somewhat embarrassed appearance became majestic again. Behind her, the huge Cybertron Gate was constantly gushing out one warship after another, and the will of one warship after another began to echo in his consciousness:

[Fleet Flagship, Hood, Arrival]

[Fleet Flagship, Bismarck, obey the general order]

[Long-range heavy firepower strikes the first fleet flagship, Lexington, come in accordance with the call]

[The 17th Escort Fleet Flagship, Lafite, is already in place]

[When did I have so many disposable warships..... Have you summoned all the reserve fleets that were on standby in the rear?!]

"I said, don't you think I've been eating and not working in the back, do you?"

A proud voice cut into the communication circuit inside the fleet. Lehman recalled it and then remembered the owner of the voice - the little Douding who had been sent to the rear by him from the beginning and had no news - Tatalu!

"The war is all about logistics, do you think so, Zelinsky?"

"When the soldiers fought on the battlefield, all we could do is this. This is your army, commander, and your fleet."

The space portal opened one after another in the universe, and huge warships jumped out one after another. Looking at the warships with extremely familiar shapes and listening to the singing in the fleet's communication circuit, Lehman couldn't help but ask Zelinsky:

"You won't move your entire Red Navy here, are you?"
Chapter completed!