I Only Wanted A Class In The Apocalypse

Chapter 1196 Losing The Aerial Battle

The fight changed all of sudden into a cat and mouse chase all of sudden. On one side, the Hescos were gathered together, unable to follow my suits in such a chase.

On the other side, my suits broke out so that each group had around one hundred or less fighters. They filled the entire sky and kept retreating and flying away from the Hescos.

If the Hescos wanted them dead, they had to break up like how my suits did. But when I watched for the next few minutes, I felt that Hescos couldn't take such a move.

"So these shields required lots of Hescos to operate them… Interesting…" Just as the Hescos tried to break their forces to the maximum number of groups, many of my drones became freed from the clutches of these shields, exploding massively over the Hescos, killing lots of them.

The shockwave was enough to drive away lots of Hescos and interrupt the formation of many shields. The few million Hescos could only divide themselves to one thousand groups at most.

And when they did that, at least one tenth of them got hit by the drones or got in the middle of the backlash of the explosions happening around them.

Each drone of mine was like a nuke, exploding fiercely and sending out deadly shockwaves, covering up a large area around.

In a few minutes, and with the explosion of many drones, tens of thousands of Hescos got killed, and hundreds of thousands got wounded.

Seeing this, the Hescos charged forward once more with more ferocity. They tried to take out as many suits as possible using the wide ranged explosions of the drones.

As the two sides finally clashed, the sky was turned bright by waves of deadly explosions. The attack that was designed for the Hescos backfired and took away a large number of suits.

But in the end, no more than ten percent of the suits were lost. It wasn't the result these Hescos dreamt to have.

During this chase, more drones found their way towards more towers at the bottom, cleaning more of them and adding more damage to the enemy.

"Garry," seeing this aerial battle was approaching its end fast, I looked towards one direction and shouted. The leader of the research department people here moved and came to my chariot.

"Lord… We still need more time," he was smart enough to guess what I wanted to ask him about.

Hearing what he said made me sigh. We started this with a strong hand, but unluckily we didn't have the power to follow up.

"Go and prepare more drones then," knowing it was impossible to send more drones to the frontlines anytime soon, I decided, "this time, I want hundreds of thousands of these drones fully armed and ready to take down tons of these towers. Also prepare as many suits as the department can make."

"I understand," he just said this, but I felt from his tone that such a task wasn't going to be simple or easy.

I knew this would take a long time, maybe days, but this should be done. Trying to break down these defences brick by brick wasn't going to work.

Either we use a brutal way to disassemble the entire thing in one go or we would end up failing.

The Hescos might be taken by surprise this time, but the next time they would be more prepared. Even if they had no other way but to sacrifice their kin, they showed me the resolve that they would take such a step without hesitation.

They already produced such troublesome shields. It was still requiring lots of Hescos to operate it, but who knew? Giving them time, they might perfect such a defensive shield and let it be controlled by fewer numbers.

If that happened, if they added more ways to counter my drones, then using this way wasn't going to bring any more results.

I sent Garry back before returning to watch the ongoing battle inside that world. As expected, once the counterattack of them failed, another wave of Hescos came flying and targeted the drones and suits.

With the decreasing amount of drones, the Hescos found it easier to take down more suits. And with the rapidly decreasing number of drones, the destruction of the Hescos defences came to a halt.

"Tsk, they only destroyed almost three percent of the entire defences," I measured the size of the damaged parts with the entire grand structure and shook my head.

Ten thousand drones and hundreds of thousands of suits could only do this damage. Once the drones were gone, the Hescos finally found it easier to fight against my suits.

The aerial battle was raging wild, but at this moment the ground battle was showing more brutality. The Hescos sent an endless stream of reinforcements to the frontline, stopping the unstoppable advance of my forces and zombies.

The zombies showed their ridiculous advantage. As more forces fell, more zombies started to come up from the ground, taking the power of the deceased individuals, and all were listening to my orders.

Even if the newly formed zombies weren't that strong compared with the zombies coming out from the dens, they were in large enough numbers to count as a decent force.

And they didn't attack solo. They got mixed with my forces and the vast number of grander zombies around. After a few hours, the newly formed zombies took the frontline as fodder, while others kept fighting from behind.

The weapons kept throwing their deadly fire all over the place. The defences kept getting damaged under the persistent fire, and many of the incoming forces from the Hescos side were killed by that way.

Yet that didn't help much. The number of forces coming from the deepest parts seemed like endless sea waves. They kept coming, attacking from all directions and killing my forces.

After five hours, the aerial battle showed a change. The flying Hescos got the upper hand at last thanks to their constant reinforcements, pushing back the remaining forces of suits and controlling the entire sky.