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

Chapter 288: Chapter 210: Heroes Do Not Ask Where They

Come From, Nor Where They Go_2

Translator: 549690339

Harrison Clark and the Halo War Beast continued to engage in battle, moving along with the Hidden Warship’s line of retreat.

Nora Camp received intelligence from other battle lines, sitting in the command cabin.

Since one Halo War Beast failed to achieve any results, two more were sent by the enemy’s radium forces.

However, it seemed to not be a big problem. These two War Beasts were not equipped with pseudo-curvature engines and were not fast enough, as they couldn’t reach the scene within one minute.

As long as Harrison Clark could keep intercepting the Halo War Beast in front of him, the Great Retreat would be successful.

But, could he do it?

How long would his Hawk Armor last?

Ten seconds passed.

Twenty seconds…

Thirty seconds…

Forty seconds…

Fifty seconds!

Sixty!

The Hidden Warship successfully connected to the Microwave Power Transmission Lines, turning its bow, and began to elevate its altitude at an extremely fast speed, heading straight for space!

During this minute, the intense combat between Harrison Clark and the Halo War Beast continued, its intensity escalating instead of reducing.

But Harrison Clark never fell into a disadvantage throughout the fight.

He and the terrifying killing machine equipped with a pseudo-curvature engine were evenly matched!

As the battleship ascended, the battlefield between Harrison Clark and the Halo War Beast expanded further.

Support ships responsible for covering the sky gradually suffered heavy casualties, and space-based weapons began to target and fire upon Harrison Clark.

Besides dealing with the Halo War Beast, Harrison Clark had to constantly dodge the space-based weapons’ particle beams.

But he still managed to hold his ground, not allowing the Halo War Beast to get any closer to the Hidden Warship!

Looking at the chain of explosions in the sky accompanying the battleship’s ascension, people thought, “This must be the true elegance of the Hawk Armor, right?”

Though everyone had the same equipment, the differences in combat power were stark.

Many people felt ashamed, feeling unworthy of the Hawk Armor they were wearing.

The supreme weapon had been reduced to scrap metal in our hands.

We were too weak.

We had disgraced the Summit Research Institute’s heroes who had developed this equipment!

We had disgraced our own Hawk Armor!

We hadn’t even been able to utilize a tenth of its available capabilities.

The greatest glory for a soldier is to die in battle; the biggest sorrow is not being able to keep up with technological advancements and being left behind by their equipment, wasting the countless efforts of countless researchers.

Of course, everyone also knew that Harrison Clark’s achievements were not solely due to the performance of the Hawk Armor.

Judging by the technology contained within, ordinary Halo War Beasts were stronger than Hawk Armor, let alone this improved version.

Harrison Clark was able to hold his own against the Halo War Beast despite having inferior technology!

He was too strong.

Nora Camp clenched her fists, her palms soaked with sweat.

“Harrison Clark! Retreat! Retreat now!”

Finally, the Hidden Warship broke through the Earth’s atmosphere, entering space. It could now further increase its speed, ensuring the warship’s safety.

Nora Camp grabbed the radio communicator, switching it to the old-fashioned radio communication mode, turning up the power to its maximum, and shouting.

Within the Earth’s atmosphere, the enemy’s radium forces had complete control over quantum communication, forcing humanity to use more primitive devices.

After Nora Camp shouted, she listlessly put down the communicator.

But what happened next, she could no longer see.

The Hidden Warship entered high-speed mode, and the explosion caused by Harrison Clark and the Halo War Beast on the Earth’s atmosphere began to fade.

Perhaps Harrison Clark heard Nora Camp’s order to retreat, but it was meaningless.

He was trapped.

And the other two Halo War Beasts were about to arrive on the scene.

On the other hand, after the Hidden Warship’s successful retreat, the remaining Vertical Formation Battleships also began to find ways to disengage from the battlefield.

Those who were left behind on the ground in other vertical teams continued their desperate resistance, but it was all in vain.

Harrison Clark couldn’t help them, and they couldn’t help Harrison Clark.

Harrison Clark was completely engulfed in the situation of a lone army fighting fiercely.

More and more space-based weapons began to turn their guns toward his location.

The enemy’s radium forces had once again increased Harrison Clark’s threat level, now considering him equivalent to an ace battleship’s combat power.

Of course, Harrison Clark wanted to escape.

He no longer desired to fight and tried to head straight for space.

However, now the situation had reversed. The Halo War Beast first widened the distance between them, then activated its Pseudo-Curvature Engine to fly past him, ascending to even higher cosmic space, blocking his way from above.

In space, as Nora Camp and numerous other battleship captains saw two more red dots gradually approaching on the space simulation 3D star map, and forming a triangular encirclement with the previous red dot targeting the green dot, they couldn’t help feeling a mix of sorrow and joy.

Some people smiled with tears in their eyes.

The smile was for finally witnessing the pinnacle of individual combat strength from their fellow human comrades.

Harrison Clark had given them hope, telling everyone straightforwardly with his battle results.

Don’t give up, train hard. Humans can have such abilities.

Our talents can support our abilities to such heights!

But sadness emerged because even though Harrison Clark was strong, he would perish on the battlefield, covering the retreat of others.

He had no chance of escaping.

The green dot representing Harrison Clark started to flicker, indicating that he was frantically burning through his remaining battery power to perform a series of high-frequency extreme maneuvers in an attempt to escape.

But it was futile, as the three Halo War Beasts clung to him like leeches.

What was worse was that more and more space-based weapons were completing their predictive targeting of him; phased particle cannons continuously fired, weaving a giant net in space..