On the ground, three bulldozers stood back to back, holding their large shovels towards the sky, ready to launch an attack at any time.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no attack.
Li Tianqing moved the shovel away in confusion, but found that the six giant eagles had disappeared.
He was full of doubts.
Strange, where did those beastman bastards go?
A forklift said in astonishment, "Brother Li Tianqing, look over there, what is that!"
Li Tianqing looked over when he heard that and was also stunned.
However, six huge ships were seen flying towards them in the shape of an "入" character in the sky.
A forklift said in despair, "When did those birds build a battleship?"
Li Tianqing's heart sank.
Those birds definitely can't build warships. There is only one possibility: this fleet comes from the three most powerful orc tribes at present!
As for the bikers, he hadn't even thought about them.
The two great war kings of the Beast Tribe are approaching with their armies. It is already a question whether these Motorcycle Tribe cities can be defended, let alone building warships and sending them to this border area?
The yellow forklift smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li Tianqing, just run away and don't worry about me."
Li Tianqing raised the shovel, and the blue light under the optical mirror became brighter.
"No, at worst we can die together!"
Finally, a black shadow blocked the sky, bringing a hint of shade to the Gobi Desert which was suffering from the scorching sun.
The six-hundred-meter-high steel structure began to slowly descend, and the airflow it emitted even created a small sandstorm.
Three forklift soldiers covered their faces with large shovels to prevent wind and sand from penetrating into the fragile optical lenses.
With heavy footsteps approaching, Li Tianqing prepared for battle and remained alert at all times.
But when the team arrived, he was stunned.
Leading the way was a blue biker warrior, followed by a golden biker and a warrior from the Hercules family.
This fleet actually belongs to the motorcycle clan!
He looked at the broad silver-gray hull, his heart full of disbelief.
Li Qiankun stepped forward excitedly, "Brother Li Tianqing, it turns out that you are the ones!"
Li Tianqing was stunned for a moment, and quickly shouted, "Li Qiankun! You are still alive, where is your brother?"
"My brother is also alive, and he is serving the Robot King!" As he said that, Li Qiankun led Jack again .
"The man behind me is 'Gray Yao', the commander of the Fiery Sun Legion!"
Li Tianqing looked at the blue motorcycle warrior and couldn't help but feel curious.
Is this the Marshal of the Fiery Sun Legion? He looks ordinary, but to be able to lead a legion, he is definitely not an ordinary person.
Especially the guard following behind.
That guard was composed entirely of warriors painted in gold. They held giant swords with long handles and emitted halos around their bodies, which seemed to echo the two suns in the sky.
He had a feeling that any one of the twenty guards could easily defeat him.
Li Tianqing suppressed his surprise and thanked him quickly.
"Gray Yao... Marshal, thank you for driving away those birds."
"It's a small matter." Jack replied, but couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"The stronghold of the Hercules family is nearby?"
Li Tianqing shook his head. "No, when Wild City and Storm Cliff attacked our Boulder Town, we got separated from our family's main force, and now we have to rush to reunite with them."
"How about you come to our family as a guest, and I will do my best to be a good host."
"Okay, I was planning to visit your family." Jack nodded affirmatively.
At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh that the bulldozer had taken the initiative to invite him before he even mentioned it.
I don't know if the Hercules family is generally so simple or if they don't have any scheming.
"Get ready to set sail. You two can catch up later." Jack said, and then he returned to Air Force One with the Sun Guards.
"Okay!" Li Tianqing did not hesitate and followed with his two brothers.
Setting sail again, Jack stood in the bridge and looked into the distant sky, still thinking about the Eaglemon he had just met.
On the bridge, the logistics soldier suddenly turned around and spoke in a nervous tone.
"Marshal! Radar detected 192 targets approaching at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour. We expect to engage the enemy in half an hour!"
Jack gripped the upper railing of the bridge, his optics flashing blue.
I just used the fire control radar to drive away six of them, and now you're bringing troops here to cause trouble so soon?
9527 also said nervously, "Marshal, we have no air combat capability, and the six Yinglong-class strategic ships are too old. If a conflict occurs, it will probably cause great casualties."
"If they destroy the power unit, these six ships may not be saved. I suggest landing immediately and mobilizing the soldiers to form a dense formation for air defense!"
But he retorted, "9527, you are encouraging others too much. It's just a hundred Skyhawks. Our six ships are fully loaded with more than 6,000 Bikers."
"Don't even mention more than a hundred Skyhawks. Even if there were a thousand, they would be dead!"
"Besides, we have the Marshal here. With the Marshal's fighting power, which Skyhawk dares to fight him?"
Hearing this, 9527 was a little dissatisfied, "You take the war too lightly."
"marshal…"
Jack raised his hand to stop him and gave an order to the warship operators, "Let the six ships descend to 50 meters above the ground."
"Yes!" The soldiers in the logistics department nodded one after another.
He looked at the elder of the motorcycle tribe next to him and said, "Master Huang, what is the current armament of the Yinglong-class strategic ship?"
Master Huang turned on the projection and shook his head, "Due to the hasty departure, we did not have time to carry out modernization, so we had to adopt an alternative solution."
"At present, each Yinglong-class strategic ship is equipped with twenty mechanical quadruple pulse turrets, which can barely be used."
Jack immediately ordered, "Sound the alarm and put the entire ship into combat mode!"
"Yes!" the operator replied immediately.
Alarms sounded throughout the fleet, and blue robots over five meters tall rushed to their battle positions.
In just a few minutes, a group of motorcycles crouched in the turret on the surface of the Yinglong-class strategic ship.
The blue motorcycle warrior curled up in the spherical turret, half of which was embedded in the hull and the other half was exposed outside.
From the outside, it looks like a hemisphere with four small water pipes welded to it.
The hemispherical turret is leaky on all sides and is entirely constructed of five curved steel beams. The four pulse cannons are fixed on the horizontal steel beams.
Looking at the leaky operating room and the ground that was more than a hundred meters away and still shrinking, the blue motorcycle warrior moved his butt uneasily and couldn't help talking to himself.
"I always feel like this is a leaky coffin."
However, when he saw the soldiers around him, especially those colleagues standing on top of the ship with pulse cannons, he felt a little more at ease.
It's better than having no defense at all.
Dozens of kilometers away, a large group of sky eagle beasts came.
Their formation was neat, with three Skyhawks forming a flying formation, flying in a triangle formation to provide cover.
Four such formations form a small team.
More than a hundred sky eagle beasts flew in this formation, and the entire air cluster was strict and orderly.
One of the blue sky eagle beasts led the team and rushed to the front, sending out bursts of radio signals.
"The goal is just ahead!"