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Chapter 693 Dead End
The unexpected event didn't come from the demonic tide, but from behind.
That silently operating wormhole collapsed!
In the center of the Kona satellite battlefield, the dark blue wormhole was operating stably, continuously spitting out combat robots, unmanned combat vehicles, engineering vehicles, and transport vehicles, among other things.
Everything is proceeding according to the schedule set by Commander Han Niba.
As long as this passageway remains, the landing site of Kona Satellite is essentially backed by the entire blue planet.
Just as a transport team entered the middle of the tunnel, the inner wall of the wormhole suddenly trembled.
Large cracks appeared on the surface of the silver-blue light wall, like a piece of glass about to shatter, being torn apart from all sides by countless unseen hands.
The turbulent air currents created a piercing whistling sound, and even the sensors on the unmanned unit's outer shell detected abnormal thermal noise.
The escort convoy's navigation signal simultaneously turned red.
"Warning: Spatial curvature anomaly!"
"Warning, channel stability has decreased!"
"Warning, quantum relay node lost connection!"
Mechanical alerts rang out one after another inside each unmanned unit.
However, there was no fear; the formation remained unchanged, and the optimal solution was determined according to the preset program.
That means speeding up the process.
The entire spatial passage lasted only ten seconds.
From slight tremors to violent distortions, and then the center suddenly contracted inward.
The next instant, the space tunnel collapsed completely.
The hundreds of unmanned units in the passage were all swept into the turbulent currents of the distorted space.
There was no explosion, no debris, not even a palm-sized fragment remained.
In the local tactical network, more than 300 blue signal points went out almost simultaneously, leaving only a cold "connection lost" message filling the screen.
The exit of the wormhole on the Kona satellite.
Lin Mo was piloting the Pangu mech, guarding the two elven elders. It was only through the reactions of the surrounding robots and Pangu's report that he sensed something was wrong behind him.
The Pangu AI alarm blared almost against my eardrums.
[An anomaly in the spatial field behind.]
The stability of the wormhole exit is rapidly decreasing.
Lin Mo suddenly turned around to look.
In the holographic view, the edge of the wormhole, which was originally rotating steadily, suddenly twisted, and the dark blue halo looked as if it had been crumpled by an invisible hand.
Ripples spread wildly outwards in concentric circles, and fine arcs of electricity even appeared on the shells of several nearby robots.
Lin Mo's scalp tingled instantly.
Even a fool could see that something was wrong!
"retreat!"
He roared.
"Stay away from the wormhole entrance!"
The six-meter-tall Pangu mech suddenly retreated, its two mechanical arms grabbing the exoskeleton armor frames of the two elven elders, dragging them backward like chicks.
Before the two elders could react, Lin Mo had already led them back a hundred meters.
The moment the three of them were out of danger, the wormhole collapsed.
The entire exit space collapsed inwards like a crumpled piece of paper.
A black rift exploded from the center, swallowing several of the closest robots before they could even turn around, and their signals disappeared instantly.
The worst off was an unmanned transport vehicle.
It had just broken through half of its vehicle body, with the front half still on Kona Satellite, but the back half stuck in the passage.
The moment the spatial rift closed, the entire vehicle was twisted into a pretzel.
The alloy chassis emitted a piercing groan, the robotic arm was stretched into a long strip, the ammunition boxes in the cargo hold bounced around like dice, and finally, half of the wreckage crashed to the ground with a thud.
Robots and vehicles within a radius of several dozen meters were also not spared.
Some were swallowed up directly.
Some had half of their bodies shaved off by spatial turbulence.
Other joints were snapped by the torsion field, and the bodies fell to the ground like a pile of scrap metal, with electronic sparks crackling and jumping around.
Lin Mo felt a chill run down his spine.
If it had been even a second slower, even with the Pangu mech possessing peak sixth-tier strength, it certainly wouldn't have been able to withstand this spatial collapse.
Not to mention him and the two elven elders, it wasn't a matter of whether they were injured or not; they were completely wiped out!
Once the space stabilized again, the spatial wormhole had disappeared, leaving behind an empty space.
Lin Mo's expression was even more unpleasant than before.
Oh no, the wormhole is gone.
Once the Blue Star link is severed, it means they will have no follow-up troops, no ammunition or energy supplies, no maintenance materials, and no evacuation route.
The newly opened landing site before us was an expeditionary outpost one second, and the next second it turned into an isolated island in a vast ocean of demonic tides.
And now, the demons on the entire satellite Kona are pressing in on this place.
The front lines are still engulfed in gunfire.
But Lin Mo knew in his heart that the reason why Great Xia was able to push outward inch by inch was because the entire Blue Star was standing behind the wormhole.
It's different now.
Every shell fired reduces the stockpile by one.
With each robot that falls, the defense line weakens a little.
Once you burn one energy block, there's no one to restock it.
If the demons discover that the spatial wormhole has disappeared and the Great Xia has lost its escape route, the eighth-tier demon god who has hidden underground will never continue to play the coward.
Hoping your partner is too dense to notice is less helpful than hoping they can break free from toxic motivational quotes.
At this moment, the voice of the Pangu mech AI also rang out in the cockpit.
The command link to Earth's Celestial Pivot has been broken.
[No feedback from the quantum communication relay; all nodes in the wormhole channel are out of contact.]
According to the wartime authorization regulations of the Great Xia Unmanned Legion, the highest-ranking individual on site is Lin Mo, the overall commander of the New Hope Project.
[Command of the unmanned legion has been automatically transferred.]
[Master, should we maintain the original expansion command?]
[Or will new operational orders be issued?]
Upon hearing this, Lin Mo replied without the slightest hesitation:
"Stop expanding."
"All forward units withdraw to the second line of defense."
"The unmanned combat vehicle retreated to its pre-set firing position."
"The entire army has switched to an energy-saving combat mode, prioritizing the conservation of ammunition and energy."
"Cease indiscriminate firepower and prioritize striking high-threat targets."
"All units carrying nuclear warheads and units guarding antimatter bombs are to be placed on maximum alert."
"All troops to defensive posture!"
Pangu AI responded immediately.
【Received, Master.】
The next second, the order was disseminated through the local tactical network.
The entire operational rhythm of the landing site immediately changed.
The swarms of robots and unmanned combat vehicles that were originally advancing outwards began to retreat, forming concentric steel defense lines.
Instead of indiscriminately unleashing firepower, the cannons calmly turned towards the giant siege beasts, the corrosives, and all suspected high-level demons.
The air combat aircraft formation also changed from a spreading formation to a ring-shaped alert, like a suddenly tightened silver-gray net, tightly covering the area above the position.
Lin Mo was sweating profusely, his brain racing.
Defense can only buy time.
To survive, we must reopen our escape route.
Astral portals are the only way to solve this problem right now.
The Kokona satellite is 3,000 light-years away from Earth. To think that a large teleportation portal could be created on the battlefield to allow an army to pass through would be a pipe dream.
Astral portals are not ordinary short-distance portals; the greater the distance, the greater the energy consumption, and the larger the portal, the longer the time required.
Lin Mo didn't intend to do that; he just wanted a small door.
A small door large enough for him and the two elven elders to retreat back to Earth.
As long as people return, there's still hope.
At worst, we can just abandon this outpost and these unmanned legions.
The problem is that opening an astral portal requires setting up an array and using magical materials.
He had to inscribe and set up the magic circle himself; he couldn't do that inside the Pangu mech.
But outside, there are alien planets that are unsuitable for human habitation!
Lin Mo looked down at the integrated driving suit he was wearing.
This is a special suit for Pangu mecha pilots. It is impact-resistant, heat-resistant, and has neural assistance for feedback movements.
However, it is not a spacesuit and does not have the ability to supply oxygen independently for extended periods.
The situation seems to have reached a dead end...