Edge of the Apocalypse Chapter 1865: Little soldier

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The flashing light on the screen illuminates the face of the youngest legionnaire in the Federation. Silfa pursed his mouth and looked at the peripheral battleship that had been skyrocketed on the screen. He could not help but squeeze his fist, then slightly The hoarse voice said: "Notify the ships and prepare for the impact."

As soon as the notice was sent, the black-winged battleship he was on shook violently, and a flying beast almost half the size of a battleship landed on the battleship's deck. The flying beasts waved their two claws, tore apart the turrets of the battleship, and then continuously jumped down from it the Combustion Legion combat unit. They took flying beasts and surged onto the battleship, and there are many flying beasts like this. . These guys, who acted as air transport aircraft, transported ground troops to the high-altitude battlefield. In an instant, this alliance fleet staged an air attack and defense battle.

The red warning lights flashed in the black wing battleship, and the soldiers on the battleship quickly went to the hull deck to confront the enemy who boarded the ship. Silfa also came to the armored platform of the battleship, which has become a battlefield, with flames flying. Relying on the turrets and other objects on the platform, the Union soldiers fought desperately against the enemy soldiers boarding the ship. A famous school officer has become the backbone of the battlefield. They are the node that supports the battle line. Almost all of these school officials have released the original ancestor projections, either for offensive purposes, or to cover their own soldiers.

"God said, there must be light." Silfa lightly chanted, and immediately centered on him, a light golden brilliance spread like flowing water, and the person who was flowed by this brilliance. Both the soldier and the school officer were refreshed, and some minor wounds even healed in a blink of an eye.

This is Silfa's ability. His domain can be used for defense and can also be used to bless the combat power of the soldiers on the side, so Silfa has another title on the battlefield.

Saints!

"God said, blessing his name, he will not be hurt by swords, nor be invaded by fire or water."

Another piece of brilliance shone on the battleship platform, and a pale golden light floated on all the soldiers and officers of the Federation. These rays of light faintly formed the appearance of armor, and then disappeared in their bodies. Sylfa also improved their physical defense and resistance to the impact of the source force, and then stretched out his hand to catch it, and countless golden light particles gathered in his hand to form a gorgeous giant sword surrounded by white flames.

The young legionnaire gave a long scream, dragging the huge sword like an angel who descended from the world, and crashed into the Burning Legion. His brilliance was as dazzling as the sun, making the soldiers and officers of the Federation refreshed, and followed Silfa's pace to launch a counterattack.

Silfa decapitated the flying beast's head and split its body. The white flames from the sword sprayed away, burning the flying beast's body into countless fluorescent lights. The legion commander glanced at the battlefield, and basically the battle on the battleship was almost over. But at this moment, behind Silfa's back suddenly, a dark gray band of light split in the space, and a spear was pierced from the light band, taking Silfa's back straight.

The commander of the legion suddenly felt something different, and the whirlwind turned around, and the tip of the gun was close at hand.

But at this moment, a fist was inserted between the two, hitting the side of the war gun, and slamming the gun to the side, almost wiping Silfa's body. Then the gray light band expanded, and a king strode out from the inside and swept across with his gun. Silfa raised his sword one square, and then someone flashed to the king's side and thundered his fist. There were purple electric fires jumping on the two fists of that person, and when they hit the king, they would split into thunder beads.

Silfa was surprised that the uniform that this man wore was obviously a private soldier of the Union, the lowest-level soldier, not even a non-commissioned officer. However, the aura he exuded at this moment was not lower than that of Sylfa's army commander, or even higher. Silfa didn't have time to pay attention, and rushed forward with his sword, and joined hands with this man.

After a while, the king was punched through the chest by the man, and then cut off Silfa's head, and then the two simultaneously flew and kicked off the battleship.

At this point, the battle on the battleship really ended.

The electric fire on the man's fist receded, and when he turned around, Silfa's whole body was shaken when he saw his appearance.

The battleship is still advancing, and the Burning Legion’s strategy of boarding ships was eventually disintegrated by the Alliance, but the Alliance fleet also lost several battleships, and the fleet is still advancing. On the Black Wing battleship, technical engineers were rushing to repair the damaged turret, and the battleship platform was crowded with people, which was very lively. At the end of the battleship, it was very quiet here. Silfa was standing next to a fort, looking at the man with his hands on the railings on the edge of the platform.

He took off his individual combat helmet, revealing short hair that was no more than an inch long, and grinned: "Don't be so careless next time, General Silfa."

Silfa shook his head, "You shouldn't be here."

"Where should I be?" The man smiled, "Is it in the White House office? Do you want me to wait for your news across the Wanli Star Road? No, I can't do it."

"But this is not a place where a president should come, sir!"

This man is Mobit, the President of the Federation, but today he is wearing the uniform of a private soldier. If he hadn't been recognized in the battle just now, I'm afraid that even if the battle was over, no one would have known that the Federal President went to the battlefield in person and pretended to be a soldier.

Mobit spread his hands and said: "There is nothing that shouldn't come, Silfa. I have already arranged the arrangements, and even the next presidential candidate has been decided. If we have tomorrow, the Federation It will continue to exist. There is no need to worry about this. So I can’t do anything on earth anymore. It’s better to come here and contribute my strength."

"Don't forget, I was a soldier before becoming a president!"

Silfa still shook his head.

"Okay, this time you want to drive me back, but you can't do it. Why don't you talk to me."

Mobit looked at the fleet behind, and the Air Force of the Burning Legion launched another attack, but was stopped by the outer warships. Looking at the fierce air war, Mobitt said: "Unconsciously, I have served as the Federal President for almost 20 years. In these 20 years, I have not had a good time. Before I became the President, I I have an ambition, always thinking of sweeping away the luxury of the nobles with the audacity of the soldiers, and tearing down the vampires lying on the fat of the Federation."

"It’s really not easy to know everything when I’m in that position. A lot of things move the whole body. On the battlefield, even a commander. What I have to think about is nothing but the war. It’s just fighting, but in the position of the president, what I want to see is not only the war before me, but also the battles of all sizes and countless battlefields afterwards."

"Are you tired?" Silfa asked.

"Tired, of course tired." Mobitt turned his back to him and nodded vigorously: "I have wanted to resign several times, but for the future of the Federation, even if this position is hot, I have to sit down."

"I always believe that the nobility should disappear. If this group of people always have privileges, the earth cannot have true equality and fairness. So from the moment I sit in that position, I will place chess pieces one by one. In the end, the interior of the nobility was finally torn apart. Unfortunately, I still miscalculated something and was even replaced by a substitute. But even if I were to start over, I would not regret everything I did."

Mobit suddenly sighed heavily, and the figure that had been standing in front of the people seemed to be a little awkward now.

"Twenty years in power, both merits and demerits. In the end, I can’t tell whether the merits are greater or the demerits are greater. I even ask myself whether I should sit down in this position. Shouldn't retreat and let someone else be the president, will the Federation become better?"

Silfa whispered: "You have done a good job."

Mobit laughed, raised his hand and shook it, then put it down, and said: "I can only say that I do my best. As for the good or the bad, I will leave this to future generations to judge. As for now, say Really, I am a little grateful for this cosmic twilight. Otherwise, I might not be able to put aside the burden of the president and be a soldier."

"Yes, in my heart, I really like to be a soldier."

Mobit turned his head: "So today, there is no Federal President, only one private soldier. Do you understand, General Silfa."

Silfa knew it was useless to persuade him, so he nodded.

Mobit put on his helmet again and walked to the front of the ship: "Then let us go and blow up the eggs of those guys."

Then added: "If they have this stuff too."

Silfa smiled bitterly, watching the figure leave.

Immediately, where it was born, the Alliance Fleet made an assault. Including the Black Wing battleship, all the soldiers on board charged with their blood and lives to put an end to their army's life.

The soldiers rushed into the battlefield, and there were no more than three.

Eboins, wars are everywhere.

Probably after the Creator created this space, Eboins hasn't been as it is today, and battles are happening everywhere. The Burning Legion is still attacking the portal guarded by the two empires of Agareth, and at the same time, the five birthplaces have become battlefields. Since it is impossible to know in advance which birthplaces the Alliance army will attack, the forces of the Burning Legion are extremely dispersed.

This makes even knowing that a fleet is coming straight towards the Hall of Withering, the air units that can be intercepted are very limited. Coupled with the fact that there are three Supremes on the fleet, and Twilight, who is comparable to the Big Three, that bit of interception power seems to be completely inadequate.

It broke through the interception very easily, and then was attacked by several waves, but it didn't take long for the Hill of Dusk to finally appear in front of the fleet. At this time, the fierce force was charged on the hill of twilight, and the main force led by Guglieleo had already deployed a large army at the foot of the hill of twilight and in the sky. Allen looked at the screen in the command hall. The ground on the screen was occupied by the army. Even with the size of the screen, the army could not be accommodated completely.

In the Withering Hall, sitting on the throne, the Twilight Son stretched out his fingers and buckled the handrails, and said calmly: "Is it finally here?"

"Dawn and dusk will finally be separated!"