Angel Binghua of the super seminary

Chapter 41, Intrusion

A large amount of air was extracted from the battleship, like a gust of wind, Binghua stabbed the flaming sword into the metal ground under his feet to fix his body so as not to be blown away.

After the air was completely extracted, Binghua rushed into the gap as soon as he stepped on the metal floor under his feet.

The surrounding environment instantly turned into a four-meter-wide silver-gray metal walkway, and the light falling from the top made everything here clearly visible.

Binghua squatted on the ground, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a group of soldiers in metal armor holding guns pointing their guns at him.

"Fire!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers aiming at Binghua immediately pulled the trigger, and the black firearms in their hands immediately spewed out half-meter-long purple energy beams like machine guns.

As soon as Binghua's dark eyes focused, she immediately rolled to one side, dodging the incoming dense energy beams, and then quickly rolled and jumped backwards a few times to avoid bursts of oncoming beams.

Then Binghua slammed into a metal corridor beside him.

Seeing that Binghua dodged the concentrated fire of his soldiers with dizzying movements, the captain of the soldiers raised his hand to stop firing.

Then the soldier captain stretched out his hand and moved forward a few times. The soldiers who were half squatting on the ground wearing power armor consciously got up, stooped and began to search forward.

But before these soldiers got close to the metal aisle that Binghua had entered, the wall beside them suddenly made a metallic creaking sound.

The sword blade glowing red suddenly pierced out from the metal bulkhead, and then quickly cut a rectangular red mark with a length of one meter across.

boom!
The next moment, a red rectangular metal bulkhead was cut out, and it was kicked from the inside violently, throwing a soldier with a gun into the air.

Immediately afterwards, a figure that was very familiar to these soldiers appeared, she quickly rushed out from the metal bulkhead with a rectangular breach, and jumped into the middle of all the soldiers.

The flame sword in Binghua's hand in the air is a horizontal swing, slashing across the waist of a soldier wearing power armor, directly cutting him in half, and the fracture of the armor is as smooth as if cut by a high-temperature beam.

Originally, there was a huge gap in physical fitness between the two sides, but now that these soldiers were approached by Binghua with amazing sword skills, there was no need to say much about the fate.

I saw the sword of Lie Yan slashing a few brilliant red lines in the air, and the civilized soldiers attached to Tiangong wearing power armor around Binghua all decapitated one after another.

In just a second or two, Binghua solved the few soldiers who came forward to investigate the situation.

But Binghua has not relaxed his mind, because there are still seven or eight soldiers left behind.

Binghua flapped his wings behind his back to provide him with a lot of acceleration, then stretched his legs forward, and slid his whole body close to the ground, avoiding the beam barrage flying above his head.

The flame sword was lifted up, and a soldier with a gun was cut off by the sharp edge of the sword.

Then Binghua raised his leg and kicked it out, and with a bang, the power armor worn by a soldier sank directly, smashing hard on the metal bulkhead and slowly sliding down.

Taking advantage of the kicking time, Binghua readjusted the edge of the sword and thrust forward, and the tip of the flame sword pierced into the body of a soldier on the side and came out through the back.

Binghua suddenly raised his head and a purple light beam flew past the door.

Then Binghua's body flipped flexibly in the air, and the moment he landed in a half-squat, his left hand casually grabbed a beam rifle that fell on the ground, and threw it forward forcefully as a hidden weapon.

A soldier who was pulling the trigger to shoot with a beam rifle was thrown flying by the beam rifle thrown by Binghua.

Then Binghua turned back with a cold face and slashed downwards, cutting a soldier behind him who had just raised his gun obliquely in half.

The soldier who was just thrown away by the hidden weapon thrown by Binghua had just adjusted his body flying around in the aisle when he saw Binghua pointing a beam rifle at him with one hand.

Binghua sneered at him and pulled the beam rifle of an unknown model in his hand, and a beam of light shot out from the tip of the gun, turning the last soldier in the aisle into a hornet's nest.

After killing all the enemies behind the aisle, Binghua threw away the beam rifle she picked up in her hand, and she still felt that the flame sword in her hand was easier to use.

Then Binghua quickly left the aisle with more than a dozen corpses and a large number of blood beads floating in it, and rushed towards the bridge of the battleship.

And when Binghua wreaked havoc in this giant battleship, the battle outside was also fierce.

Most of the female angels are recruits, and those with combat experience like Binghua are still a minority after all.

Every second there are female angels sacrificed in this icy cosmic space.

These inexperienced angel warriors were either killed by the battleship's secondary guns or space fighters after focusing fire, or they accidentally bumped into the large beam fired by the battleship.

Sitting in the command room of the Skyblade battleship, the commanders of the four major armies looked at the countless angel warriors who had lost their lives in the projection, feeling very uncomfortable.

However, as commanders, they forced themselves to become indifferent, because as long as there is war, there will be sacrifices, which is an unavoidable problem.

"Sister Binghua, the sisters have already broken through to the fleet group, please instruct the combat mission."

Binghua, who was rampaging inside a flagship of an unknown civilization, stopped his movements and replied in dark communication.

"Okay, all angel teams pay attention. I am the first-level guardian angel Binghua. Next, the sisters will break into the battleship in a team of five to destroy the enemy's battleship. You must also pay attention to your own safety."

After finishing speaking, Binghua hung up the dark communication. As the first time commanding a battle, this was the only thing she could do at the moment.

Then Binghua continued to roughly cut through the metal bulkhead in front of her with the flame sword in her hand and continued to push forward, while the metal bulkhead behind her was full of large holes cut out by the flame sword.

……

Two minutes later, Binghua stood alone on the bridge of the flagship, the dazzling red alarm lights flickering frantically, and the ground of the bridge was full of humanoid creatures lying in a pool of blood.

"How to do it..."

Lie Yanzhi was leaned against the seat beside him, and Binghua stood in front of the operation interface with unknown characters and touched his fingers, not knowing how to use the interface in front of him.

"Forget it, do whatever you want, it's okay to bump into anything anyway."

As he spoke, Binghua stretched out his finger to pull all the various bars on the operation interface to full value, then pressed randomly, and finally clicked the button that seemed to be confirmed.

At this moment, the gate of the bridge opened suddenly, and dozens of soldiers in power armor rushed in, aiming their guns at Binghua, whose back was facing them.

"You just came, but it's too late, I won't be here to accompany you."

After Binghua finished speaking, he spread his wings behind his back, picked up the flame sword at the side, smashed the glass facing the bridge outside and flew out.

Suddenly violent suction came from the shattered glass, and the soldiers who had just entered the bridge were sucked into the cosmic vacuum outside the bridge before they could react.

　I didn't sleep well yesterday, so I have to go to bed earlier today, so there is only one watch.

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(End of this chapter)