After breaking out of the ejection orbit of the orbital base, Pojun Jinjia quickly opened the thruster behind him. While opening up the communication between the bases, Zhang Qingtang observed all this through the panoramic virtual cockpit formed by his helmet--the earth looked like a small sphere on their side. The star clusters selected as positioning points emitted small real starlight in the holographic scene of cg-like, which washed away his eyes like a torrent.

"Confirm the enemy fighter fleet, with a distance of 900, and is extremely fast, check the weapons."

After giving the order, Zhang Qingtang took the lead in pressing the weapon inspection button. A series of weapons carried by Pojun began to appear in front of him. Unlike the Pojun Golden Armor, which had been exposed to the intelligence agencies of various countries and carried out ground battles, the Pojun Golden Armor, which had been secretly developed at the Moon Base [Zu Wenyuan] base, carried a variety of weapons.

Zhang Qingtang's Pojun Golden Armor is now hanging a laser rifle that directly connects the reactor on his right arm, and a grenade launcher that fires physical grenades in his right hand. Heavy laser Gatlin is hung on the thick backpack on his back. The additional armor on his limbs is equipped with high-motor missiles for small targets. The entire fuselage looks much heavier than the ordinary Pojun Golden Armor.

All weapons were ready. With the cooperation of the airborne AI, Pojun Jin's Golden Armor flexibly and elegantly shuttled through the cosmic wreckage created by the coalition's first wave of attacks and advanced towards the enemy.

These huge Pojun Golden Armors were quickly captured by Allied warships. Looking at the Pojun Golden Armors that were rushing forward in the universe with the light of the propeller, Frank was surprised for a while, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Is this the trump card of the Shenzhou Universe Base? It's too vain."

As soon as he said this, the members of the other bridges also showed relaxed smiles - their carrier-based aircraft have more than 200, and the enemy only sent 8 Pojun gold armors. This thing may really be able to fight ten on the ground, but if you think that with the use of many weapons with thick skin and thick flesh, you can also play the role on the ground in the universe, that would be a big mistake.

In the face of flexible fighter jets, guided weapons, high-energy directional weapons, and bz tactics, the enemy's Pojun Golden Armor can only be a large human-shaped target.

What these Allied soldiers were thinking about was that Zhang Qingtang, as a former astronaut fighter pilot, was also clear, so even the elite pilot was sweating in his palms--the next first battle of Pojun depends on the support of the fortress to a large extent, but the support method was not artillery fire or target indication.

Inside the fortress in Shenzhou, the surface of the fortress turned a few times like a password lock, pointing a huge inward disc in the direction of the Allied warships. Inside the fortress, a small team of military scientific and technological personnel stationed on the fortress carefully manipulating the huge machine:

"Helium 3 energy rod is inserted, the high-energy particle accelerator is started well, and the heavy quark recombination process is smooth..."

"Muon and antimuon jets are formed."

"Coulomb barrier-electrostatic energy barrier, breakthrough."

"M particle beam jet, ready to be emitted at any time."

The supreme commander of the fortress nodded. The scholars of the Supreme Court pressed the excited button. The huge machine deep in the fortress emitted a harsh roar, and an invisible jet roared out of the fortress, covering the Allied warships, aerospace fighters and the Pojun Golden Armor together.

In an instant, a cylindrical space between the fortress and the Allied warship seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of light gauze. In an instant, it seemed as if the aurora suddenly came to the universe, and the scene was so beautiful.

But the Allied commanders were not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, because when the strange scene appeared, almost all their detection methods failed in an instant. On the bridge of Zeus, the crew members shouted anxiously one after another:

"The spy radar did not respond!"

"We are receiving severe immunity, the ir sensor and thermal sensor are still operating, but the detection distance is greatly reduced!"

"The fire control system can no longer track the target normally!"

In an instant, the warship seemed to have become blind, the radar fire control was in a mess, and even the communication with the fighter crew that came out was interrupted. For a moment, it seemed that only the heat source and laser guidance system were left to work.

Captain Frank felt like falling into an ice cave in an instant. At that moment, he figured out why the enemy would send those huge and bulky Pojun golden armor to fight with confidence. When the precise guided weapons and sensors were all invalid, the warriors in heavy armor...

The Allies themselves have the same technology, creating similar shielding areas through huge buildings, which the Allies call [crack generator]. Have those Chinese people studied it and moved it into the universe and made improvements. Now, it's awful!

The Allied pilots of the astronaut fighter fleet were facing the same nightmare. Originally, they had already locked the enemy's broken army armor through the radar, and were about to enter the range, so they could see what long-range precision strikes meant. However, suddenly, all the locks failed, and their onboard computers began to talk nonsense. Although the optical sensors captured the enemy, the radar was unable to effectively guide the weapon attack!

The Allied drivers were in a panic, but soon, the call from their communication channel was the roar of the leader of the [Bison]:

"Don't panic, this is not a new trick. Have you forgotten it? We have a crack generator ourselves. Calm down. Now the laser communication can still be used at close range. And after getting closer, there will be heat sources and optical aiming. You are the elite of the Allies, calm down!"

After being yelled by the captain plane, the Allied pilots calmed down. They began to warm up their fighting missiles, held their breath, and began to re-arrange the formation according to the captain plane's arrangements, preparing to face the enemy.

"It seems that the enemy's teeth have been pulled out," Zhang Qingtang saw that the enemy still had no reaction after entering the enemy's attack distance, and couldn't help but raise his lips gently, "Pojun, attack."

If the enemy has no long-range strike methods, it does not mean that Pojun has no.

Zhang Qingtang closed his eyes gently, and pressed against the line on the back of his head, and began to emit a faint light.

The missile bay around Pojun's golden armor suddenly opened, and dozens of high-speed missiles roared out, rushing towards the Allied fighter fleet.

"They launched?!How is it possible?! Are they not affected by themselves?!" exclaimed the Allied drivers.

Pojun's golden armor missile roared towards the fighter group that began to evade - these little guys, relying on the guidance of the drivers, were accurately hunting for targets on the battlefield where traditional guidance methods had failed:

A while ago, the technicians of Shinya and Shenzhou discovered the extraordinary power hidden in history, which was a mysterious power called [Psychic Power]. Under the leadership of Shinji Shinji, the researchers of Shinya developed a monster like [Omega Yuriko] and a super weapon that uses the power of mind to attack, and Shenzhou...

The technicians in China discovered their ancient history and combined with current technology. In addition to uncovering the secrets of [Sword Immortal], they also developed the technology to accurately guide weapon strikes from a distance on the obscured battlefield.

All of these Pojun drivers are psychics from Shenzhou. Although they cannot have such powerful spiritual energy like the girl in Shenzhou who controls the magic sword soars in the sky, there is no problem in guiding weapons to attack.

A large number of missiles, under the guidance of the pilots, quickly engulfed the enemy's fighter cluster.

"Intercept the fish that escapes the net and prepare to attack the ship."

Zhang Qingtang opened his eyes again and gave the order coldly.
Chapter completed!