Destiny Mission of game ‘Star Ring’
Chapter 786 - 616 Guidance

Chapter 786: Chapter 616 Guidance

"Understood."

Putmi quickly responded.

In the left-wing battle area, Qian Chengxue, piloting the fourth-generation Biological Mecha "Silver Wings," firmly suppressed a type-IV Lord Level Red Cicada Flying Insect, the silver long spear in her hand streaking towards the enemy like flowing light.

The type-IV Lord Level Red Cicada Flying Insect in front of her kept flapping its wings to dodge at high speed, occasionally opening its mouth to accumulate a Pollack Beam and blast it at Qian Chengxue.

Qian Chengxue was engrossed, maneuvering the Mecha swiftly to dodge while rapidly calculating the opportunity to counterattack.

However, every now and then a few small Red Cicada Flying Insects would kamikaze themselves onto her, crazily colliding with the AT Stance Barrier of the Silver Wings, endlessly harassing and distracting her.

Qian Chengxue’s brows were tightly furrowed, despite their flank having gained a considerable advantage. But these insects in front of her fought like emotionless weapons, continuously flying to their deaths like moths to a flame.

Planets C181 and C182 seemed within reach, yet they remained elusive.

Any mechas that approached were instantly shredded by the recklessly attacking insect swarm.

At that moment, the voice of Third Army Commander Bricas came through Qian Chengxue’s communication channel; he spoke hoarsely,

"Qian Chengxue, Mr. Li Ruiqi just sent a message, the situation in the center is not optimistic, urgently needing reinforcement. Although I know this request is excessive, I still hope you can quickly kill the obstructing type-IV Red Cicada Flying Insect and free up your hands to help."

"I understand."

Having heard this, Qian Chengxue fully controlled the Silver Wings, turning into a streak of light heading directly towards the enemy.

The type-IV Red Ridge Flying Insect in front of her emitted a burst of insect chirping, its biological reactions soaring, unwilling to show weakness as it met the attack.

The two collided in the starry sky, creating a massive shockwave that swept out.

At the same time, voices of the NCOs in the Third Legion’s communication channel rose spiritedly, "For the Federation!"

The originally conservative combat troops suddenly became aggressive. As a unit, squad by squad, the mechas gathered together. Like a sharp blade, they pierced through the emerging insect swarm.

One by one, the slain insects cried out in anguish as they fell.

However, mechas and interstellar fighters were also pounced on by the insect swarm, instantly being crazily torn apart. With no hope of survival, mecha after mecha, fighter after fighter, initiated the self-destruct program.

Boom, Boom, Boom~

Instantly, balls of fire rose.

Heart-wrenching cries from companions continuously resounded through the communication channel.

"Sun Ming!!"

...

Instantaneously, the intensity on the left-side battlefield skyrocketed, and with it, the death rate soared. Of course, the terrible cost also came with equivalent gains.

The entire attacking force’s progression speed increased.

In the central battlefield, the insect swarm surged like a tide relentlessly assaulting the front line of mecha defense, but unfortunately, the front line defense was not as indestructible as rock. With every assault, many personnel fell.

The whole formation was like a robust dam, showing cracks everywhere.

Watching his companions die one by one,

Fear, anxiety, and other negative emotions constantly enveloped the frontline troops.

Suddenly, the frontline was torn open with gashes.

Fire support from the rear, inopportunely, became somewhat feeble.

The battlefield’s situation became increasingly unstable.

In the midst of the monster pile, constantly fighting chaotically, Su Mo distinctly felt the pressure mounting as countless Red Ridge Flying Insects chased him, attacking furiously.

Beams of light attacked from all directions.

He couldn’t dare use the AT Stance to block fully anymore; the load was too great.

"What’s happening? Has the number of insects increased?"

The Fake Owner "Devourer" gravely said, "Reinforcements for the insect swarm were never interrupted. The main problem is that some of your people are struggling to hold up, their formation is in disarray, the rear fleets are being harassed, and firepower has been weakened."

Upon hearing this, Su Mo’s expression became even more solemn.

"Damn, this can’t continue, we still need to find a way to eliminate a few behind us to free up some hands."

"It’s unrealistic, just wait a bit longer, and even if you do force it and eliminate them, it wouldn’t much change the battlefield situation. Plus, the current situation is unclear; don’t act rashly,"

the Fake Owner "Devourer" objected.

Actually, the Fake Owner "Devourer" never considered the few insects chasing Su Mo worth worrying about. Based on his understanding of Su Mo, even without his assistance, Su Mo was capable of handling them.

What he truly worried about was the unknown insects!

Su Mo’s frown deepened, and he said no more.

In the Black Brilliance Command Room, Putmi continuously gave reports.

"The eleventh company’s seventh squad of the First Legion has been completely annihilated!"

"GT Department’s 28th Reserve has nearly half casualties."

...

The entire holographic image showing the combatant’s avatars, one by one, dimmed.

As the war dragged on, the numbers on the casualty report became increasingly alarming.

"Lord Li Ruiqi, we can’t keep going like this, let’s involve the Black Brilliance in the battle,"

Putmi urged through gritted teeth.

"I ask you, has the Insect King appeared?"

Li Ruiqi’s expression was very grave as he asked.

"No."

Putmi was slightly stunned before responding,

"Then, if we act now, and the Insect King appears, what will we fight with?"

Although what Li Ruiqi said seemed easygoing, his facial muscles couldn’t stop twitching, and his heart was also bleeding; he was more distressed than anyone.

Each tick of the casualty statistics represented a life vanishing.

But, as a commander, he had to remain utterly rational and cold-blooded, making the best decisions, unable to have even a hint of emotional impulse.