I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

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Chapter 243: Chapter 186: Facing Death with a Smile 3

Translator: 549690339 I

Nora Camp was shocked, “What? Counterattack?”

Harrison Clark nodded heavily, rushed to the escape pod hatch, threw her inside, and then pressed the close and launch buttons.

Before the door closed, Harrison Clark looked at her again and slowly said, “There will be a day of counterattack, I promise you. Now go! You leave right now!”

His words sounded somewhat incoherent to Nora Camp.

But Harrison Clark really needed to boost his own spirit.

He told himself not to give up.

This time, something different must have happened.

As long as he understood this, he would be closer to the truth, even if this was only one step in a journey of a million miles, everything he had done would not be meaningless.

Woo!

The escape pod’s engine ejected a scorching stream of particles, shooting out like a cannonball.

The engine power was too high, the plasma flow impact exceeded the carrying capacity of the launcher’s protective system, burning the exterior of The Giant Wave until it melted.

The alarm rang again inside the battleship, automatic repair measures were activated, many channels were closed automatically, and the escape pod launcher was isolated from the rest of the battleship.

The melted opening was flowing with red-hot molten metal droplets, which quickly solidified into bead curtains.

The opening was just big enough for Harrison Clark’s space fighter, now in full-power mode, to shatter the curtain of beads and soar into the sky.

He followed closely.

Harrison Clark connected the escape pod’s voice communication, and Martha Owen’s panicked voice was heard first, “What’s the situation now, what should we do?”

Harrison Clark didn’t answer her.

He didn’t know what to do either.

It was Nora Camp, who had quickly regained her composure, who made the decision.

“The situation is hopeless, and we have no chance of victory. However, there are 100,000 frozen embryos stored in the escape pod hangar of each fleet flagship! We must leave! We must escape!”

“As long as we get away safely, there will still be me, you technical personnel, and Harrison Clark! There is still hope!”

She decided to become a deserter.

This decision might be painful, but she didn’t hesitate at all.

Harrison Clark also thought it was a good idea.

Although there was little hope of a successful escape, at least there was a goal.

Escape, as far as possible.

As a space fighter, Harrison Clark went full throttle, using the most advanced human technology to date, capable of releasing plasma nearing the speed of light to provide thrust. The thruster roared like a giant cannon, propelling him upwards with great force.

Harrison Clark, who started later, caught up with the escape pod and controlled the clamp beneath the space fighter to lock it securely, further increasing the speed of the escape pod.

Then, the merged space fighter and escape pod veered off at a right angle away from the line of the Invader Warship’s displacement.

He could only save so many people, and Harrison Clark couldn’t manage more than that.

Mr. Green, the commander of the First Area Army Corps, came through his communicator again.

“All fleet command flagship escape pods disengage! Choose your own escape direction!”

Clearly, Mr. Green also believed Nora Camp’s decision was correct.

Then Mr. Green issued a new order.

“All remaining combat units, regroup and charge! All Bee Swarm Fighters, launch! All Morrowind Warriors, launch! All soldiers with spacewalking equipment, exit the ship! Launch continuous assaults on the Invader warships! Buy time for the escape pods!”

Thirty seconds later.

Harrison Clark faintly sensed a buzzing sound coming from behind.

He looked back.

The Giant Wave Vertical Team’s thousand battleships finally began to explode in a chain reaction.

Starting from the rear main ship and escort ships, the explosions spread all the way to the command flagship in the middle position, before ultimately engulfing the forward battlecruiser.

Further forward, the hundreds of battleships of the Long River Fleet, which had already lost all crew and could only glide on their own, also burst into flames one by one, turning into dazzling miniature suns.

From then on, the main battle fleet built by humanity with all its strength was completely annihilated.

The explosion’s shockwave chased from behind, getting closer, threatening to engulf the escape pod.

Harrison Clark switched his form, from a power-propelled space fighter to the gigantic shield mode that was originally used only for front-line protection on the ground.

He bathed his back in the plasma stream ejected from the escape pod, while his front faced the direction of the shockwave of the explosion.

Nora Camp was horrified and asked him to move away.

But Harrison Clark didn’t have time to bother with her.

He had a smile on his face.

Yes, he found out what was different about this explosion compared to the last one.

Actually, Harrison Clark was not afraid of death, he was just afraid of dying without value.

This was his true fear..

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