Chapter 1200: Chapter 703: Empire’s Declining Sun_1 Chapter 1200: Chapter 703: Empire’s Declining Sun_1 Boom.

A massive all-terrain beast-type war behemoth, created through the deep recombination of countless Glenoid Tribe beetles, plunged helplessly into the ground from the sky.

An eight-armed standing Battle Armor, only two meters tall, descended from above.

From an energy level standpoint, the energy strength of the Eight-armed Armor was far inferior to the beast-type war chariot, but the situation was such that the seemingly weaker side held an overwhelming advantage.

The Eight-armed Armor eventually landed on top of the war chariot and then bent over to pummel the chariot’s back armor thousands of times in just one second.

Each punch landed in the same spot with precision. Every time it hit, the energy turbulence was at its peak. Every time it collided, the scattered radiation waves were accurately recovered by the respirator behind the Eight-armed Armor.

Although the battle here was fierce, there was surprisingly no trace of abnormal fluctuations that would alert the patrolling Glenoid Tribe.

A short while later, the Eight-armed Armor finally stopped its dramatic movements and, with a casual touch of its hand, ripped open the back of the beast-type war chariot as easily as tearing paper.

After that, the Eight-armed Armor leaped down and landed lightly.

“O’Brien, Marthus, you come and dismantle it. Oliver Yeoman, Mitchell, you two go to the mountains ahead and guard. Martha Owen, could you please deal with the traces of the battle? A fragment splashed out and hit our tower smelting furnace.”

The young man in the armor spoke while pointing at the fully operational tower smelting furnace not far away.

Apart from the small hole that had just been struck, the smelting furnace looked no different from the Glenoid Tribe’s ordinary machinery. But its internal structure was vastly different from the ordinary type, with a material smelting extraction efficiency of at least 800%. This was the masterpiece of genius scientist Martha Owen.

The gap between Marthus and Martha Owen in the field of mechanics and technology was like the difference between a grass-covered tomb and Mount Everest.

“Alright, Needham Brown.”

Martha Owen replied coldly.

This special squad, led by Needham Brown and Martha Owen, was the Wind God Special Combat Team, representing the pinnacle of Earth’s youth army and currently dominating the entire Empire’s military competition as the top-ranked team.

The Wind God Special Combat Team had the ability to build interstellar aircraft and could leave the satellite for the nearby Glenoid Tribe Star at any time. But as a perfectionist, Martha Owen always strove for excellence, wanting to make the spacecraft better and further enhance its stealth camouflage capabilities, which was why they had not yet set out.

“Hm? I received a command.”

Needham Brown, who had been sitting cross-legged in his armor resting and observing others’ hard work, suddenly spoke up.

Martha Owen: “What?”

“The referee group has informed us that the competition has changed, the mission has changed, and we are allowed to activate the Absolute Link for the entire team.”

“Oh? What does that mean?”

Needham Brown shrugged and stood up, controlling the Eight-armed Battle Armor to stretch and yawn. “Who cares? I’m tired of feeling constrained. Let’s speed up and complete the basic work within five minutes. Then everyone enters the underground base to hide, with ten people per group starting the Absolute Link in sequence. I’ll go first.”

Before moving into the base, Needham Brown glanced back at the Glenoid Tribe Star in the distance, immediately going over all the collected intelligence in his mind and casually shrugging his shoulders.

Due to the transmission delay of the long-distance neural link, his previous operations always left him with a hazy feeling of discomfort.

Not anymore.

As for the risk of losing his life if he died in battle after activating the Absolute Link?

Needham Brown didn’t care. His confidence was blind. Of course, his achievements so far in battle were enough to support his blindness. In his eyes, the Glenoid Tribe Star was nothing more than his hunting ground.

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On the other side, the first to arrive at the battlefield were not the other members of the Flying Tiger Team, but the K3152 Star Representative Team.

When they arrived, the Flying Tiger Team had already completed their transformation. But their adaptability was not as strong as Nico Ross’, so they were still feeling groggy.

The sudden appearance of an entire 30-man Heavy-load Spider reorganization squad startled Mata and the others, who were trying to regain control of the Beetles. They thought their fight had drawn more enemies. But when they approached and established cross-team communications, they let out a sigh of relief when they realized they were humans.

However, Mata was still slightly nervous. In past military competitions, the human teams often eliminated each other through underhanded tactics due to fierce competition.

This had never been explicitly forbidden.

Many Special Operations Teams undertaking the Third Front mission often cut off communication with the Third Front Command to prevent leaks. Even if they encountered other human teams infiltrating, they would not know who they were under normal circumstances.

This was a human guerilla tactic. Sometimes, a team even had to be sacrificed to help a stronger, more promising team gain the infiltration enemy’s trust.

Moreover, humans had been conducting the Third Front operations for some years, and after suffering losses, the Compound-Eyed Observers gradually learned to analyze the characteristics of human Special Operations Teams, using counter-infiltration and counter-sabotage techniques to fight back.

Mata gave a brief instruction to Edgar through the team channel.

The two of them barely managed to hold up the Beetle and stood in front of Nico Ross.