I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield

Chapter 196: Interstellar Warriors Mobilized



Chapter 196: Chapter 196: Interstellar Warriors Mobilized



Hoo~


Alan pounded his chest and exhaled a deep breath.


He looked at the scorched, barren ground in the distance, a complex expression in his eyes.


Morost, the eternal villain of the Elf Race, was finally dead, and it was self-destruction. Originally, this should have been a cause for great celebration, but he couldn’t feel the joy.


Whenever he thought of the suffering the Elf Race had endured for nearly a century, his heart was filled with hatred, not just for Morost, but for the root of all this evil, the Evil God, Slaanesh.


"Your Highness, the Elf King, are you okay?"


Eastern Cloud Sea flew over, expressing concern.


"I’m fine, Mr. Dongfang."


Alan shook his head.


"That’s good to hear."


Eastern Cloud Sea looked towards the intense Tier Six battle in the distance and said:


"This war is also coming to an end."


The involvement of top masters like Alan and Eastern Cloud Sea caused the already disadvantaged Dark Elves to collapse instantly. The Tier Six experts in the nest were wiped out in no time.


However, the war was not yet over.


Some Tier Six Elves were still holding various checkpoints in the Dark Forest, leading remnants in stubborn resistance and causing no small trouble for the fleet, which still needed their intervention.


"Ground troops can enter the field now."


Eastern Cloud Sea gave the command.


A low rumble tore through the night sky, like the roar of an Ancient Giant Beast.


Three "Iron Wall Fortress" class transport ships descended from orbit with a thunderous crash, their surfaces glimmering with a mysterious azure Energy Shield, like a mystical aura shrouding a steel beast.


As the ship’s bow plowed through the clouds, the tumbling clouds were ignited by the tail flames, leaving three scarlet trails across the night sky, as if chains of divine judgment had descended from the heavens.


Amidst the harsh screeching, the transport ship’s bottom hatch opened wide like a giant mouth, extending several magnetic slides from within. Fully armed Interstellar Warriors poured down the slides like a black torrent.


They were clad in heavy Power Steel Armor, the sharp angles of the armor plates gleaming with a cold metallic luster, each inch bearing the Legion’s emblem.


The Explosive Bomb Guns slung across the warriors’ chests had barrels shimmering with faint electrical arcs, foretelling the impending deadly firepower.


Upon landing, the warriors’ boots emitted recoil flames, firmly anchoring them on the scorched earth.


They swiftly formed a battle formation, the red sights of their Explosive Bomb Guns scanning the surroundings, vigilantly observing every movement in the darkness.


"Move out!"


With a command from the captains, the warriors moved out, forming small groups of three, with every ten groups making up a battalion, and each battalion equipped with several elite Spiritualists.


They scattered like fish thrown into the deep sea, tackling the tough Dark Creatures.


Da-da-da~~


The roar of the Explosive Bomb Guns thundered like a storm.


The steel line formed by the Interstellar Warriors advanced steadily; with each pull of the trigger, the gun barrels spat fire, and arm-thick explosive bombs howled with death.


A Dark Elf that had just emerged from the shadows was blasted open in the chest and abdomen, a scarlet mist blooming under the moonlight, with shattered limbs flying like puppet strings cut.


Above, warships cruised, radars locked on.


On the ground, an iron flood of Interstellar Warriors swamped all enemies.


Alan and the Elf Elders witnessed the entire war process; logically, seeing the slaughter of Dark Elves should have pleased them, yet at this moment, they felt a chill.


The Empire’s power is terrifying.


In their presence, the Dark Elves were like livestock, slaughtered wantonly. If one day, the Elf Race had to confront the Empire, how much better would their situation be?


Eastern Cloud Sea noticed the change in Alan and the others’ expressions and couldn’t help but smile faintly.


This battle today was not only to help the Elves eliminate the Dark Elves but also to show the Elves the muscle, letting them see the gap between themselves and the Empire.


The Empire needs a cooperative ally.


The Dongfang Clan also needs the Elves to cooperate wholeheartedly.


"Let’s go, let’s first deal with the Dark Elves."


Alan said in a deep voice.


The gap between the Elves and the Empire is enormous, so immense that it’s despairing.


However, the Elf Race will not resort to despair because of this.


Once they’ve decided to embrace the Cosmos, they must face the disparity head-on and strive for development.


In the future, the Elf Race will also have its own fleet and make their name famous in the Star Sea.


......


"This is what true Interstellar Warriors are~"


Qin Tian couldn’t help but sigh as he watched the soldiers equipped with chain-swords and Explosive Bomb Guns in the near distance.


Compared to these elite soldiers before him, the soldiers back on Alpha 7 Star seemed like recruits fresh out of boot camp, overwhelmed in both mental resilience and tactical quality.


Even though they aren’t Spiritualists or Superpower Users, with the advantage of their weapons and seamless tactics, they can easily slaughter Tier Two and even Tier Three Dark Elves.


When facing higher-level stronger enemies, the Spiritualists in the battle formation would promptly act, intercepting and encircling the strong foes.


The entire operation went smoothly, step by step, perfectly showcasing the flair of the Empire’s elite forces.


"If only one day, I could have such a force."


Qin Tian couldn’t help but wish secretly.


Of course, achieving this aspiration would not be easy, as he’s not from the Conducting Department personnel. Working in the Seventh Bureau, most of his time is spent executing intelligence or secret missions.


To command military power, especially a Space Fleet, requires relevant experience.


For now, this wish could only remain in his thoughts.


But no one can predict the future.


Perhaps in the not-so-distant future, he might have the chance to become a general or even a marshal.


"Better go snatch the targets quickly, or they’ll kill them all first."


Qin Tian gripped his Shadowstrike and continued his hunting journey.


The resistance from the Dark Elves was fierce. Unfortunately, in the face of the Empire’s formidable power, all resistance was futile.


After a whole night’s battle, more than 95% of Dark Elves in the First Battle Group were eliminated, with the remaining few escaping to more remote places.


Qin Tian didn’t rest for a moment throughout the night, racing against time to hunt before the Empire soldiers, killing countless Dark Creatures, and gaining over 600,000 Evolution Points overnight.


His Total Evolution Points reached 1,700,000, not only compensating for the consumption of evolving the Barbaric Dominator Body but also setting a new record in Evolution Points.


Quietly returning to the Elf Sacred Land, Qin Tian overheard Alan and Eastern Cloud Sea’s conversation.


"The First Battle Group has been annihilated. Next, we need to seize the victory and destroy the Second Battle Group and Third Battle Group."


"After the news of the First Battle Group’s annihilation spreads, these two battle groups will hide deeper, and it might take some time to locate their positions."


Second Battle Group, Third Battle Group


Qin Tian raised his eyebrow slightly, standing at the treehouse entrance, lightly coughed twice, and said:


"I know where the Second Battle Group is."


In an instant, the treehouse fell into silence.



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