How come I was the one being targeted?

Faced with Ester's clear and calm command, as well as her courageous and resolute attitude, the people around her finally stopped panicking.

"Roger that!"

The broken morale was instantly revived, and at the same time, Esther gave orders one after another at an extremely fast speed, mobilizing all the resources of the space station.

Bai Jun, who was standing next to Ester, saw that she had recovered. So he roughly memorized the damage in the space station and the distribution of the enemies, then turned around and left alone.

“Ugh! W-What the hell is going on!!!”

On the deck of the main control compartment, March 7 heard the sounds of explosions and cries all around him. He was immediately disturbed by panic and hid behind Dan Heng and Walter trembling.

"Is there an enemy attack?"

Dan Heng quickly noticed the situation in front of him, and Walter's face was solemn. He quickly gave up the idea of ​​looking for the silver figure and said to the dazed San Yue Qi and Dan Heng in a calm and rational voice:

"Hurry up, there are no members left on the train."

As he spoke, Walter took the lead and ran towards the support compartment. However, before he could run a few steps, he was interrupted by the mobile phone call in his pocket. He had to stop for a while and, like March Seven and Dan Heng, took out his mobile phone to check the communication sent by Ji Zi.

"Star core?... March, Dan Heng!"

"Going to the containment section to check the star core, right? I get it! Dan Heng, let's go!"

March Seven nodded vigorously, took out his longbow, and urged Dan Heng to run towards the containment compartment, while Walter calmly pushed his glasses and quickly followed.

...........

System time: 1:23:22.

At the connection between the support section and the containment section, Alan, like several members of the defense department, collapsed against the wall, gasping for breath.

They were all wrapped in emergency bandages, the plain white bandages stained with bright red. Cold sweat oozed from their foreheads, and everyone was so nervous that they were almost vomiting.

"Ha, these guys are really difficult to deal with..."

"Ah, it would be great if Brother Bai Jun was here. He can definitely deal with these things easily."

Alan Walker, the twin brother, grimaced in pain due to the injury on his waist, while Aldrick, the twin brother, said with a wry smile.

Alan remained silent, with only the sound of heavy breathing surrounding him.

The next second, the remote communication device made a sound, injecting a shot of adrenaline into the oppressive darkness:

"Everyone evacuate, Alan, retreat from the support section immediately!"

"But... there may be other surviving officers."

"No more... There are no other life signs."

Alan knew he should trust Estelle until he saw the antimatter army rushing towards them again like a tide. The signal from the monitoring domain was weak, and Estelle could not see this scene.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the connection between the two compartments.

There were only him and a few members of the Defense Department here. As the person in charge, he had to make a judgment, even if it meant disobeying Ester's orders - in order to protect them, he had to block the link permission at all costs and not let the monster get close to the containment chamber.

"Sorry miss..."

Before Alan could explain, he hurriedly threw away the communicator and the long-distance communication was cut off.

He recalled that whether he was working at the young lady's house or going to the space station "Black Tower" to become the head of the defense department, he had never "hesitated" from beginning to end.

Since the young lady had decided to go in that direction, it was only natural that he should follow her.

"I hope it's not the last time."

Alan raised his head with difficulty as the monsters gradually closed in on him. He had never disobeyed the young lady's orders before; this was the first time.

I hope Bai Jun doesn't get hurt...

In the end, this thought suddenly popped up in Alan's mind, but he soon felt that this idea was ridiculous. After all, he was not as weak as himself, so nothing would happen.

He supported his body with his greatsword and stood up slowly and firmly.

Space Station Stories: Chapter 99: As Strong as I Am, Please Give Me Your Advice

"You guys retreat quickly, I'll cover your retreat here."

Alan faced the antimatter army that was surging like a tide alone, urging the staff behind him to evacuate.

As the head of the defense department, Alan is obligated to be responsible for the lives of his staff. Even at the cost of sacrifice, he must make a judgment.

Among all the people present, only Alan's strength can hold out for a while under the attack of the antimatter army. With the strength of the others, even if they stayed, the outcome would probably be just a few more lives lost in vain, and their deaths would be meaningless.

Not only Alan, everyone knew this, but there was no sound of footsteps leaving from behind.

"Brother Alan, are you looking down on us?"

"That's what I'm saying, Brother Alan. We can even withstand Brother Bai Jun's training. How could we possibly be afraid of a mere Antimatter Corps?"

The twin brothers stood up first and stood at the front like Alan. They said it was easy, but in fact their legs began to tremble.

The other staff members stood up silently, but no one left. They all followed Alan.

"Really..."

Seeing this scene, no matter how much Alan wanted to complain in his heart, in the end it could only turn into a subtle smile that was a mixture of bitterness and emotion.

To be honest, the difficulty of the Antimatter Legion was far beyond Alan's imagination.

Unlike the first wave of stragglers who served as cannon fodder, the subsequent antimatter legions underwent drastic changes in their force structure.

The first to be affected were the Tramplers that appeared at the forefront of many battle lines. Their strength far exceeded that of ordinary virtual soldiers. Although their numbers were relatively small, they possessed the intelligence of warriors with the strength and mobility of ancient beasts. Their roars could summon a large number of virtual soldiers.

Moreover, the heavy armor condensed on their bodies makes it difficult for ordinary swords and energy cannons to deal with them. While the tramplers advance, there are also many magicians and agile virtual soldiers distributed behind them.

So just two waves of attacks were enough to completely overwhelm Alan and his team's line.

Alan clenched the sword in his hand. Even though he was mentally prepared, he was still nervous when he saw the antimatter army rushing towards him.

One... three... six... nine, no, there were thirteen Tramplers dispatched to the front of the battle line, and there were also several dark-figured Storm Raiders. The terrifying storm was constantly gathering in their crossbows, and finally, it turned into three storm crossbows ready to be fired, aimed at everyone.

Seeing this scene, even Alan felt deep despair.

It's impossible to stop it. It looks like it's really going to end now...

Looking at the terrifying storm howling through the air, Alan held the sword across his body, endured the pain of the torn palm, and mobilized all his strength to prepare for a final counterattack, while the others simply closed their eyes in despair.

"Sorry, there were a lot of soldiers blocking the way, so it took a little longer to clear them out. But it seems I arrived just in time."

However, the imagined pain did not come, nor was there any sound of howling wind in the ears. Instead, there was only a voice that was extremely familiar to everyone present.

When he opened his eyes, the storm crossbow arrows that were supposed to be flying towards him had disappeared without a trace. Looking closely, he could see three arrows as thick as his forearms in Bai Jun's hands. He casually threw the crossbow arrows he caught to the ground. After seeing that the few people were not seriously injured, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work, leave the rest to me."

Then Bai Jun turned around, holding a long sword and slowly walked towards the huge antimatter army.

This was the first time that everyone saw Bai Jun use a weapon. In previous sparring, no matter how many opponents there were, Bai Jun never used anything other than his body. The Alan Walker brothers did see him use a wooden sword once, but he fell down after less than two seconds.

Although Bai Jun said that his strength was very gentle, everyone felt that it was a bit exaggerated. However, it was not until now that everyone realized that Bai Jun might have been too gentle.

I saw several huge tramplers roaring madly and rushing forward at lightning speed. The ground trembled slightly under their charge. Their burly and ferocious iron hooves crushed the hard ground along the way, and at the same time, countless empty soldiers swarmed forward.

The Windmaker in the rear began to gather storms again, and this time the power was far greater than last time. The trajectory of the energy gathering even caused the surrounding light to begin to distort, and the storm condensed on the arrow almost condensed into a point.

Such an attack was still terrifying even if viewed from a distance. Cold sweat kept dripping down everyone's forehead, and they were even more worried for Bai Jun.

The tramper who arrived first raised his iron hoof, raised the lower body of the centaur high, and accumulated strength like a giant bow, ready to hit Bai Jun from the top at the maximum distance.

Bai Jun still maintained the posture of holding the long knife, and seemed to have no movement at all, and did not even look at the trampler.

He looked completely defenseless, and his steps were so light that it seemed as if he was going on a picnic.

The Trampler will not show mercy to its prey like humans do in order to tease it. Its iron hooves will trample down without leaving any room, but its movements always maintain a state of accumulated power with its lower body raised high.

It was as if it was under a spell of immobilization, and its iron hooves did not fall until Bai Jun walked past it.

This strange state lasted until an imperceptible thin line suddenly appeared on the body of the trampler. The next second, the burly and ferocious body was split into two and fell to the ground with a loud bang, without even a scream.

The armor that could easily block swords and energy cannons didn't even have the slightest effect. Perhaps until the last moment of its life, it didn't realize that it was being hit.

At the same time, the other tramplers and virtual soldiers who rushed forward also fell into the same state. Without exception, they were slashed at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye and fixed in place.

During this time, Alan and others in the rear didn't even understand what was happening. They saw the antimatter army around Bai Jun being frozen in place and then split into two halves.

It was a complete crushing defeat without any difference. Even when faced with a storm of arrows coming from the front, Bai Jun did not make any response, or it could be said that he was too lazy to dodge.

The storm of energy could not be stopped by swords alone. The huge explosion directly covered Bai Jun who was standing still. The end of his vision turned into the same color as the fire. The entire cabin trembled under this blow, and the consequences of being hit head-on could be imagined even with one's toes.

The energy destroyed the center wantonly, producing a large amount of smoke and dust. When the smoke cleared, Bai Jun, who was at the center of the storm, was completely unharmed, and even his clothes were unchanged.

"This time, it wasn't an arrow launched by the wind, but a storm formed by pure energy? Considering your insignificant existence, this is worthy of praise. I'll just acknowledge this strength, which makes my hair ruffled."

He brushed the dust off his clothes, as if he was fed up with this boring farce, so he slightly mobilized the sun surging in his body, maintaining the amplitude of the mobilization to a level that did not change his body size. Only a hint of gold appeared in his azure pupils, and there was a slight change in his tone.

Then, he casually waved his hand, and the floor in front of him instantly shattered and fell off. In the storm created by the waving of his arm, a large number of virtual soldiers were crushed into pieces and disappeared from sight, turning into countless powder particles and smoke and dissipating together.

Just the ordinary act of waving his arms generated a force far greater than the huge storm created by the full-strength attack of the three wind-raisers, and it did not produce any energy fluctuations. In other words, all of this was just pure power generated by the flesh.

The smoke completely dissipated with this attack, and at the same time, the antimatter corps also lost nearly 60% of its troops.

"You are not only stupid, but also very unlucky to come here deliberately to die."

Bai Jun calmly watched the antimatter army in front of him retreating in fear. He raised his long sword to his left shoulder, pointed his right hand at the ceiling, and said calmly and naturally:

"Flame Wheel Casting Palace's Flame Wheel Eight-Leaf Chief, Liujing Zhenjun Bai Jun, please deeply engrave this name in your souls. This is the only thing you can do at the end of your life."

The strongest one officially announced his name.

The following battle was so easy that Alan and others could hardly imagine. It didn't feel like a battle at all. It was as if Bai Jun was just taking a walk in his yard and clearing the weeds in the yard.

When I came to my senses, Bai Jun had already walked back, and his eyes had returned to their previous deep blue state.

"It's great to see you're all safe."

"Yeah, it's great to see you... Eh? Wait, Bai Jun, why are you here? Shouldn't you be by the young lady and Ms. Heita's side protecting them?"

Alan's mood, which had finally relaxed, became tense again in an instant. The sudden movement of standing up caused the wounds on his body to rupture again, and the severe pain made him wail.

"Don't worry, they'll be fine. Only a small number of enemies have infiltrated the base compartment, and I've already cleared them out. The only ones left are the enemies in the containment compartment and the support compartment."

Bai Jun sighed, distributed the emergency medicine he brought to everyone present, then walked to Alan, unscrewed the bottle cap and forcefully stuffed it into his mouth.

"I was originally planning to go directly to the containment bay, but when I realized that the support bay was under the charge of an idiot like you, I came all the way here."

"S-Sorry... I just wanted to buy a little more time for everyone behind us."

"The idea is not wrong, but you have to do it within your capabilities. Not to mention that there are Black Tower and I in the space station. As the saying goes in Xianzhou, if the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Honestly, it's not your turn to fight to the death."

Bai Jun knew that this was due to Alan's personality, so he didn't say much. He just tapped his head and turned his attention to the twin brothers beside him.

"But you guys have worked so hard, especially the two of you. You didn't leave even in that situation. I was right about you."

“Brother Bai Jun!!!”

Originally, Bai Jun's heroic figure descending from the sky moved the two men to their core, and now the admiring look made the two who had survived the disaster burst into tears without caring about their image.

After everyone took the emergency potion and their health improved slightly, Bai Jun said to them, "Hurry back to the base module and reunite with Ester and the others. I'm going to the containment module now. I'm a little worried about the star core."

Several people looked hesitant, but Bai Jun would not allow them to refuse. Perhaps his personality had not yet fully recovered from the state of Sun's Grace, and his tone seemed a little cold:

"Now get back to the rear obediently. This is an order."

Alan knew that he was only holding Bai Jun back, so he stopped being pretentious and stood up to retreat with the other staff. Before leaving, he suddenly reminded them solemnly, "By the way, there's an enemy wearing Molten Armor deep in the support compartment. Although I know you're strong, Bai Jun, please be careful!"

".....I see."

When Bai Jun heard Alan's words, he just looked at the support compartment with a slightly complicated expression, and then nodded slightly.

..........

In the containment section, a woman with long burgundy hair walked leisurely in the deserted corridor, surrounded by countless corpses of dead soldiers.

Soon, with the sound of heavy footsteps in the corridor, many more soldiers appeared.

The woman did not feel panic at all, and there was always a gentle smile on her face.

She tugged at her gloves lightly, and the slender sharp blade was slowly pulled out from her waist. The exquisitely shaped gun popped out from her cuff. The coat stopped at a high speed, causing the wide cuffs to flutter and dance, and slowly fell down with gravity.

Amid the crisp sounds of breaking weapons and crumbling armor, all the enemies were annihilated, and the clinking of bullet shells fell. After dealing with the enemies in a gorgeous, elegant, and clean manner, they continued to move in the designated direction.

However, in the blind corner of her vision, a soldier holding a sharp blade had survived the hail of bullets. Seeing the woman's defenseless back, he followed her quietly.

Just when its sharp blade was about to touch the back of the woman's neck and easily take her life, a cracked and lacquered sword quietly pierced its head.

"Thank you, Aren."