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"Fernando! You stupid donkey, watch the lift valve in your hand! I promised Aunt Claudia to take you back intact. If you don't want to use that hand to 'shoot planes' anymore, go home and chop it up yourself!"

An "Old Mo" with Chicano-style tattoos that spread from his neck to his shoulders curled up and cursed at his distracted young nephew.

He rushed to the young man's side and took the lift valve of the "leg leg" that was slowly pried up. The spit from his mouth was mixed with the water splashed by the waves on the drilling platform. Half a boy.

The Gulf of Mexico, located in the southeastern coastal waters of the North American continent, contains a large amount of undersea oil and natural gas reserve resources. Since the 1940s, the mineral energy buried in this sea has accounted for a large part of the domestic demand in the United States.

This oil and gas field named "Mars" has just been scheduled to be put into production this year. It is still in the stage of dragging the jack-up drilling platform to continuously fine-tune the drilling incision. This is also the most critical and complex time for oil field development.

"Here, Uncle Leo. Look, look up at the sky!"

"Fake! I shouldn't have brought you here. Unless there is a beautiful sword with green flowers in the sky, even if it is the Holy Mother——"

"Old Mo" wanted to blow his nephew's head off, but he subconsciously glanced at the sky and then stood there in a daze with his jaw dropped. His Adam's apple clicked a few times, and he simply started talking in Spanish.

"—Maria Vicente Maria, Missenioli."

It was as if someone was setting off gorgeous fireworks in the clouds covered by dark clouds. Red, purple, blue and even rainbow-like dazzling lights penetrated the black clouds, and large areas shone with strong light.

There are even light bands that repeatedly shuttle through the clouds at a speed that is unbearable, just as dazzling as watching a light show in an amusement park.

Then a thunderous roar pushed the clouds rolling in, and a fiery red light spot grew bigger and closer above the head.

Finally, a Kree fighter plane burning with raging flames crashed down, landing less than ten meters away from the drilling platform. It exploded with a huge wave and knocked down the oil well worker on the platform.

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

I saw the fighter plane lightly brushing against the sea for a moment, then turning over like falling leaves. The tail fin and most of the rear fuselage shone with a rainbow-like light strip. In an instant, it crossed a distance of more than ten kilometers and then soared into the sky again. And up.

Finally, above the Gulf of Mexico, there is a halo of misty and colorful light reflected by water vapor.

"Yah! Have you seen the 'Bing Tuozi', the seventh Kree fighter jet that the 'Lone Ranger' killed? Tom, I hope you don't be jealous. After all, we are from the same unit."

Former captain pilot of the U.S. Navy, now affiliated with the Earth's Aerospace Forces, Major Peter Mitchell of the "Light Speed ​​Engine" Pegasus Fighter Team is sitting in the cockpit, wearing a dark, full-coverage "pressure-resistant flying armor," which looks quite impressive. He continued to his companion somewhat arrogantly:

"That's what I thought, cough! The record of the first space air battle in human history, the 'Maverick' that killed the most enemy aircraft, what do you think?"

At this moment, the "Iceman" pilot Tom Kazanski, who was still traveling at the "speed of light" in extraterrestrial orbit and dealing with four Kree Glory fighter jets at the same time but was still able to handle it with ease, received a message from his comrade Mitchell. There was no interest in responding.

Kazanski's clear helmet coordinate light screen showed that the "Lone Ranger" had returned from the earth and was approaching him.

The two of them sprinted towards each other in outer space in tacit understanding, then suddenly turned over and fired their photon cannons, instantly annihilating two more Kree fighters.

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

Just listening to the cold and monotonous voice of "Iceman" in the signal, Mitchell could imagine how disgusting his square face looked.

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, the human nations' formation of air and space fighter units instantly eliminated 80% of the pressure, and almost only had to face the remaining "leftovers" of the Kree Empire's fleet.

But even so, the Earth's aerospace forces are still at a disadvantage in terms of the quantity and quality of fighter aircraft.

Except for the nine Pegasus fighters that can outperform the Kree spacecraft by relying on the technical advantages of the "Light Speed ​​Engine", the other "Blue Star Generation" air and space fighters are just imitations of the Kree Glory Fighters, and they are all inferior in terms of performance. insufficient.

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

Most of the balls of flames that fell to the earth from extraterrestrial orbit were destroyed human fighter planes.

But the temporary commander of the Kree fleet, Yon Rogg's deputy Minerva, who still had an advantage in the space battle, could not relax at all.

The only remaining Kree cruiser she was on had called and searched for the Dark Star's interstellar position countless times, but due to the lack of exact coordinates and the distance between them beyond the light of Kree quantum communication, year range.

From the moment the blue space ripples took away most of the Kree's star fleet, the two parties completely lost contact.

The beautiful blue-skinned Kree deputy captain Minerva has kept her heart lifted until now.

The core of their war is to seize the mysterious Cosmic Cube. Destroying hundreds of ships, even annihilating all human space weapons, and burning the war all the way to the earth is not the goal pursued by the Kree.

drop! drop! drop.

Minerva was so startled by the sudden green light of the communication that she 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 cheered up and hurriedly connected.

"Chichimi, first-class officer Minerva, listen, hear me. Please answer."

"Captain Yon Rogg!"

Minerva heard that the magnetic voice belonged to Yon Rogge, the commander of the expedition. Looking at the signal recognition of the transmission, which showed the mark of the Dark Star, she was finally convinced.

"Captain, this is Minerva, temporarily acting as the commander of the remaining fleet. We are fighting against the space force of C-53. Please give us an order!"

"The Xi'a Space Rubik's Cube has been obtained. The Imperial Fleet no longer needs to continue fighting against humans. It quickly returns to its home star and assembles towards the Dark Star in the airspace of X-67A outside the galaxy."

One after another, Kree fighter jets and small spacecraft quickly gathered in the opposite direction of the earth's orbit.

The "Pegasus Team", which was chasing after and destroying several more Glory fighters, saw the space in front of them suddenly twist and spin, and they all turned and retreated above the location of the orbital fortress and the lunar base.

Less than ten seconds later, the compressed space dimension exploded with ripples. A Kree cruiser, more than a dozen light fighters and several fighter planes gathered in formation, deployed their curvature engines and quickly got rid of the universe. space.

Whether it is fighter pilots in space, ground crews and naval gunners in bases and fortresses, or commanders and headquarters staff of air and space forces on the ground.

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

"Humanity, just like this, repelled the invaders of a powerful interstellar civilization?"

At this moment, everyone, including countless ordinary humans who could still see the scene of extraterrestrial space on the TV screen, was silent for a long time.

Finally, the cry of mountains and tsunami spread to every country and every corner of human civilization.

This race that was born with wisdom and thoughts, while looking up at the stars, while at the same time fighting and killing each other for the earth under its feet, projected its ugly but great ambitions and desires onto the world that can truly accommodate them.

New world.

——

In the empty and dark main passage of the Dark Star, every step you take makes a popping sound like slime under your feet. The majestic 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.

Minerva and the other two fleet adjutants walked silently in the corridor. The joy at first hearing Captain Yong Rogg's communication transmission had long been lost.

Occasionally, a few cleaning robots collected the broken body parts and cleaned up the ancient battleship belonging to the Kree Commanding Group bit by bit.

"Minerva stays, you go down to rest first."

Yong Rogg turned his back to the remaining fleet personnel who came from the coordinates of the earth. His voice was slow and hoarse, like a dying old man.

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

"Captain. In the end, after you disappeared"

Minerva clenched her fists and then loosened her fists little by little. She was even choked with sobs and her words were inconsistent with her words. She looked at Yon Rogge staring blankly at a metal box, and decided to wait quietly for him to speak.

"call"

"Didn't you notice all the way in that the Dark Star, which is fully loaded with an army of 50,000 Kri, is so empty?"

Yong Rogg leaned over and took out the "Universal War Hammer" from his feet, with half of the hammer head broken into pieces, and threw it in front of Minerva. His gloomy and hoarse voice became a little more serious, and then ordered:

"Go and spiritually connect with the 'Supreme Intelligence' and report to it. The Kree star fleet successfully captured the Cosmic Cube. Ronan the Accuser died in the battle, 'Marvel' Voss died in the battle, and all 36,000 Kree warriors survived. Less than two thousand.”

Minerva felt her legs weaken and her body couldn't help but tremble.

She bit her lip and was silent for a long time. Her mind was filled with confusion and she said, "You, won't you report to it yourself?"

Yon Rogg finally turned half of his face, his blue protruding eyes and sneaky smile made adjutant Minerva suddenly feel chills rising.

She hurriedly turned around and left without saying another word, leaving only her hunched back, cowering in the grand hall of the Accusation Corps.

Only more than ten minutes passed.

Passing through the star stream layer of the Large Magellanic Cloud, the "Holy Hara", which is nearly three times larger than the Earth, gradually appeared in the Dark Star's field of vision.

The remaining thousand or so soldiers of the Kree Expeditionary Force stood solemnly in the belly of the spaceship. According to the custom of the Kree Empire, each of them held at least a dozen epaulettes of their fallen comrades in their hands.

They waited, waiting for the battleship to land at the airport and exit the cabin. The halo star's unique dim yellow light curtains dyed their bodies layer by layer, just like the Kree people who had returned from thousands of battles, dyed with the light of their hometown.

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

Yon Rogg held Ronan's war hammer upside down in one hand and the black box containing the Cosmic Cube in the other hand and stood at the front of the team.

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

Just as Yon Rogg left, Minerva's eyes suddenly swayed in confusion. She stood back in the expedition team numbly, and together with all the surviving Kree warriors, she changed her solemn and calm look. He chuckled with a strange face.

Nearly two thousand Kree soldiers looked uniformly to the left and then to the right. They even looked like people arriving at the Hala Starport for the first time. They even looked up and down curiously with the same movements and demeanor.

It's like a thousand people are alike.

The Supreme Hall, which stores the core mastermind of the "Supreme Wisdom", is the only building with a unique shape in Hala, the capital of the Kree Empire with unified regulations.

Yong Rogg walked unobstructed into the "sword-shaped" building nearly a kilometer high. After entering the supreme hall, he walked along a faint blue light belt in the dark space for a few minutes, and finally came across a silver screen of light. Pause forward.

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

As if sinking into an ocean composed of light particles, Yon Rogg watched clusters of colorful light clusters gather together to form the image of a Kree commander with a head covered in silver frost.

That was the old commander he was familiar with, the former commander of the Kree Star Troopers, and the father of Mar-Vell.

"I'm sorry, because I have never been in contact with you mentally, so I can only temporarily use the image of Yon Rogg's most respected character to meet you."

The "Supreme Wisdom" put his hands behind his back, bowed slightly and saluted with an indifferent expression, but said very firmly in his words:

"I'm right. The person I'm really meeting now should be called the Five Kings of the Extraordinary Human World, one of the three giants under the 'Wolf Emperor', 'Professor X' Mr. Charles Xavier."

"Yong Rogg"'s heroic appearance after returning from a tragic victory suddenly passed away. He shrugged his shoulders generously, threw the extremely heavy hammer beside his boots, and nodded with a smile.

"Haha, you guessed it right. This is my first time talking to a super biological brain. To be honest, even though I am separated by a person, it does not affect the immersive feeling at all."