"Fernando! You stupid ass. Keep an eye on the lift valve in your hand! I promise Aunt Claudia to take you back intact. If you don't want to 'shoot the plane' with that hand again, go home and chop it yourself!"

  An "Old Mo" with Chicano-style tattoos spreading from his neck to his shoulders shrunk his neck and cursed at his distracted young nephew.

He rushed to the young man's side and took the "leg" lift valve that was slowly pried up. The spittle from his mouth was mixed with the water splashed on the drilling platform by the waves, and he splashed his head and face, and he still hasn't recovered. Half a child.

  The Gulf of Mexico, located in the southeastern coastal waters of the North American continent, contains a large number of submarine oil and natural gas reserves. Since the 1940s, the mineral energy buried in this sea area has occupied a large part of the domestic demand of the United States.

  The oil and gas field called "Mars" has just been put into production this year, and it is still in the stage of dragging the jack-up drilling platform to continuously fine-tune the drilling cut, which is also the most critical and complicated time for oil field development.

   "Li, Uncle Leo. Look, look at the sky!"

   "Fake! I shouldn't have brought you here. Unless the sky is full of beautiful swords, even if it's the Holy Mother—"

  "Old Mo" wanted to shake his nephew's brains, but subconsciously glanced at the sky, then stood there with his jaw dropped, his Adam's apple twitched a few times, and he simply spoke Spanish.

   "—Maria Vincent Maria, Misenioli."

  It seems that someone set off gorgeous fireworks in the clouds covered by dark clouds. Red, purple, blue and even rainbow-like dazzling shadows pass through the black clouds, and large areas are shining with strong light.

   There are even bands of light repeatedly shuttled above the clouds at an unbelievable speed, just as dazzling as watching a light show in an amusement park.

  Then there was a thunder-like roar rolling over the clouds, and a group of fiery red spots grew bigger and closer above the head

  Finally, a Cree fighter plane burning with raging flames crashed down, and landed at a position less than ten meters away from the drilling platform, blowing up a huge wave and knocking down the oil well workers on the platform.

The foreman "Old Mo" had no time to complain and curse. He protected his nephew, tightly gripped the cable, and huddled under the towering legs of the drilling rig. Just as the waves fell, he saw a blue-gray diamond-shaped four-winged fighter jet diving from high altitude. And down.

I saw the fighter plane lightly brushed against the sea surface for a moment, then turned over like fallen leaves, the tail fin and most of the rear fuselage shone with rainbow-like light bands, crossed a distance of more than ten kilometers in an instant, and then soared into the sky again And up.

  Finally, there is a misty and colorful halo under the reflection of water vapor over the Gulf of Mexico.

   "Hey! Did you see the seventh Kerry fighter killed by 'Bing Tuozi', the 'Lone Ranger', Tom, I hope you are not jealous, after all, we are from the same unit"

The former captain pilot of the US Navy, who now belongs to the Earth Aerospace Forces, Major Peter Mitchell of the "Light Speed ​​Engine" Pegasus Fighter Squad is sitting in the cockpit, wearing a black full-covered "pressure-rejecting flight armor", quite A little shyly continued to his companion:

   ". That's what I think, ahem! What do you think of the record of the first space air battle in human history, the "Lone Ranger" that killed the most enemy planes?"

At this moment, Tom Kazansky, the pilot of the "Iceman", who is still traveling at the "speed of light" in the extraterrestrial orbital space and dealing with four Kree Tejas fighters at the same time, is still able to handle it with ease, after receiving a message from his comrade-in-arms Mitchell No interest in responding.

   Kazansky's clear helmet coordinate light curtain shows that the "Lone Ranger" has returned from the earth and is approaching him.

  The two sprinted towards each other in outer space in tacit agreement, turned over suddenly and fired the photon cannon, instantly destroying two more Kree fighters.

  “.The number of enemy fighters is still much higher than ours, and apart from the Pegasus team, the other “Blue Star” models have been at a disadvantage. Major Mitchell, the battle is far from over.”

  Just listening to the indifferent and monotonous voice of "Iceman" in the signal, Mitchell can imagine how stinky his square face is.

  But "The Lone Ranger" still put away his excitement and re-examined the entire space battle situation.

  With the help of the ships driven by that mysterious family, 80% of the pressure on human countries to form air and space fighter forces was instantly eliminated, almost only needing to face the remaining "leftovers" of the Kree Empire fleet.

   But even so, the earth's aerospace forces are still at a disadvantage in terms of the number and quality of fighters.

Except for the nine Pegasus fighters that can rely on the technological advantage of the "light speed engine" to outperform the Kree spaceships, the other "Blue Star Generation" aerospace fighters that imitate the Kree's glorious fighters are inferior in terms of performance alone. insufficient.

   Not to mention the human race, a young race that has just jumped into the interstellar world, still has a huge gap with the Kerry Empire in terms of space combat experience and driving.

  In the flames falling from the extraterrestrial orbital space to the earth, most of them are destroyed human fighter planes.

   But Minerva, the interim commander of the Cree fleet who still has an advantage in space battles, and Yon Rogg's deputy, is not at all relaxed.

The only remaining Kree cruiser she was on has called and searched the interstellar location of the Dark Star countless times, but because there are no exact coordinates and the distance between the two has exceeded the light of the Kree quantum communication. year range.

  From the moment the blue space ripple took away most of the Cree Starfleet, the two parties completely lost contact.

  The glamorous blue-skinned Cree Minerva's vice-captain has kept his heart up until now.

  The core of their war is to capture the mysterious cosmic Rubik's Cube. It is not the goal pursued by the Cree people to destroy hundreds of ships, even if they wipe out all the space armed forces of mankind, and burn the war all the way to the earth.

   Drip! drop! drop.

  Suddenly lit by the green communication light, Minerva almost jumped up from the command chair. She saw that the source of the message was an unfamiliar coordinate millions of light-years away, so she braced herself and hurriedly connected.

   "Chichimi, First Class Minerva, listen, hear. Please answer."

   "Captain Yon Rogue!"

  Mineva heard that this magnetic voice belonged to the expedition commander, Yon Rogge, and then saw the signal identification of the summons showing the mark of the dark asterisk, and finally made up his mind.

   "Captain, this is Minerva, temporarily acting as the commander of the remaining fleet, and is fighting with the space force of star C-53, please issue an order!"

   "The Cosmic Rubik's Cube has been obtained, and the Imperial Fleet no longer needs to continue to fight against human beings. It will quickly return to the parent star and gather towards the Dark Star in the space of X-67A outside the galaxy."

  Kree fighter jets and small spaceships quickly assembled in the opposite direction of the earth's orbit.

  The "Pegasus Squad", which chased and destroyed several Tejas fighters, watched the space in front of them suddenly distort and rotate, and they all turned and retreated above the position of the orbital fortress and the moon base.

Less than ten seconds later, the compressed space dimension exploded into pieces of ripples, a cruiser of the Cree, more than a dozen light fighters and several fighters gathered in formation, deployed the curvature engine and quickly got rid of this universe space.

  Whether it is a fighter pilot in space, a ground crew and ship gunner in a base fortress, or a commander of the air and space forces on the ground and staff at the headquarters.

  People looked at the interstellar sky where only a large number of fighter plane fragments remained, and a somewhat unbelievable thought gradually rose in their hearts.

   "Humans, just repelled the invaders of a powerful interstellar civilization?"

  At this moment, including countless ordinary human beings who can still see the scene of extraterrestrial space on the TV screen, everyone is silent for a long, long time

  Finally, the shouts of mountains and tsunamis spread to every country and every corner of human civilization.

  This race that has been born with wisdom and thought, looks up at the starry sky, and fights and kills each other for the earth under its feet, projects its ugly but great ambitions and desires to those who can really accommodate them

  New world.

—

In the empty and dark main passage of the Dark Asterisk, every step you take, your feet will squeak like mucus. The towering statues of the Kree Empire emperors on the four walls are splashed with large amounts of blood, and even more of them belong to Cree's, blue blood.

  Mineva walked in the corridor silently along with the other two fleet adjutants, and the joy of hearing the communication transmission from Captain Yon Rogue at the beginning had long been lost.

   Occasionally, a few cleaning robots gathered up the broken body remains, and cleaned up the ancient battleship belonging to the Kerry accusation regiment little by little.

   "Mineva stays here, you go down and rest first."

  Yon Rogge turned his back to the remaining fleet personnel who came from the coordinates of the earth, his voice was slow and hoarse, like an old man who was dying.

  He was sitting on the edge of the giant "bath" that Ronan often used. The blue blood on his body had already formed thick scabs, covering the black and green light armor.

   "Captain. In the end, after you disappear"

  Mineva clenched her fists and then loosened them little by little, even choked up and didn't understand what to say. She watched Yon Rogue staring blankly at a metal box, and decided to wait quietly for him to speak.

   "call"

   "Didn't you find it all the way in, this ship is fully loaded with a 50,000-kilometer army on the Dark Star. Hehe, it's so empty that it makes people hairy"

  Yon Rogge leaned over and took out the "Universal Warhammer" with a half-shattered hammerhead from his feet, and threw it in front of Minerva with a bang. The gloomy and hoarse voice was a little bit more serious, and then ordered:

"Go and communicate with the 'supreme intelligence', and report to it. The Kerry Starfleet successfully won the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, the Accuser Ronan died in battle, 'Surprise' Firth died in battle, and all 36,000 Kree warriors survived. Less than two thousand."

  Mineva only felt his legs go limp, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

  She bit her lip and remained silent for a long while, her mind was filled with confusion, and said: "You, don't you report to it yourself?"

  Yon Rogge finally turned half of his face away, his protruding blue eyes and sneaky smile made Adjutant Minerva suddenly shudder.

  She hurriedly turned around and left without saying any more, leaving only the hunched back, cowering in the grand accusation group hall.

   Only a little over ten minutes passed.

   Passing through the stellar layer of the Large Magellanic Cloud, the "Holy Hara", which is nearly three times larger than the earth, gradually emerged in the field of vision of the dark star.

  The only thousand remaining soldiers of the Cree Expeditionary Army stood solemnly in the belly of the spaceship. According to the custom of the Cree Empire, each of them held at least a dozen epaulettes of their comrades who died in battle.

  They waited, waiting for the warship to land at the airport and leave the cabin, and the unique hazy light curtain of Hara star was dyed layer by layer, just like the Kerry people who returned from thousands of battles, they were dyed with the light of their hometown.

   "Captain, the Supreme Wisdom orders you to go to the Supreme Hall in person."

  Yon Roger held Ronan's warhammer upside down in one hand, and the black box containing the Rubik's Cube in the other hand, standing at the front of the team.

  After listening to Minerva's words, he left the legion alone, boarded a shuttle that came to pick him up, and flew towards the very center of the capital.

Just as Yon Rogg was leaving, Minerva's eyes suddenly flickered in confusion, and she stood back in the expedition team numbly. Together with all the surviving Cree warriors, she changed her solemn appearance just now, With a strange smile on his face.

  Nearly 2,000 Kree soldiers looked to the left and then to the right in unison, even like a person who came to the Hara Star Airport for the first time, even the movements of curiously looking up and down were exactly the same.

   It seems that everyone is the same.

   As the supreme hall that stores the core mastermind of the "supreme intelligence", it is the only building with a unique shape on Hara, the capital of the unified Kree Empire.

Yon Rogge walked unimpededly into the nearly kilometer-high "sword-shaped" building. After entering the supreme hall, he walked along a faint blue light belt in the dark space for a few minutes, and finally he was surrounded by a silvery white light curtain. Pause in front of you.

   After looking around for a few times, he adjusted the complex emotions that shouldn't be in his eyes, took a deep breath, and stepped forward.

  As if sinking into an ocean made of light particles, Yon Rogg watched clusters of colored light clusters gather to form an image of a Cree commander covered in silver frost.

   That was the old officer he was familiar with, the former commander of the Kerry Star Force, and the father of Mar-Vell.

   "I'm sorry, because I have never connected with you spiritually, so I can only temporarily use the most admired character image of Yon Rogg to meet"

  "Supreme Wisdom" with his hands behind his back, slightly bowed his body indifferently and saluted, but said very firmly in his words:

   "I'm not mistaken, the person I'm really meeting at this moment should be called the Five Kings of the Extraordinary World of Humanity, one of the Big Three under the 'Wolf Emperor', Mr. 'Professor X' Charles Xavier."

   The heroic appearance of "Yon Rogge" who returned from a tragic victory suddenly disappeared. He shrugged generously, threw the extremely heavy hammer by the side of his boots, and nodded with a smile.

   "Hehe, you guessed it right, this is the first time I've had a conversation with a super biological intelligence brain. To be honest, although there is a person separated, it doesn't affect the feeling of being on the scene at all."