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

Chapter 289: Chapter 210: Heroes Do Not Ask Where They

Come From, Nor Where They Go_3

Translator: 549690339

Harrison Clark seemed as if he could be hit by the giant cannon or torn apart by the Halo War Beast at any second.

The slowly swirling points of light, green and red, rose into the sky.

He was so stubborn and persistent.

His desperate struggle was so frantic.

What kind of will to live was supporting him?

“Sorry, Camp. I might not make it this time; the energy of the Hawk Armor can’t keep up. You guys max out the detection equipment power! Be sure to capture as much information as possible during my actual combat! By learning my control skills, you can become stronger. Hawk Armor is not bad;

humankind is not entirely hopeless.”

Suddenly, Harrison Clark’s voice rang out in the Hidden Warship’s command cabin.

The sound had a slight delay – it was sent via radio signal, with a delay of about

two minutes.

Nora Camp watched the real-time synchronized quantum information projection and suddenly realized.

He had known two minutes ago that there was no chance for him to survive, so he said those words.

He persisted not for survival, but to demonstrate the Hawk Armor’s combat techniques to all the Freedom Front soldiers!

“What…”

Nora Camp covered her chest, breathing heavily and quickly, almost out of

breath.

Suddenly, she yelled out in seemingly senseless anger, “Why is it an energy shortage!”

She caught the key point.

Harrison Clark must be unwilling now.

He had a chance originally.

Wait!

What’s going on with that small warship?

Nora Camp caught a glimpse of a tiny green dot on the three-dimensional star chart, flying at an astonishing speed from the Venus Base and having already crossed three-quarters of the journey, about to reach the Far-Earth Orbit and head straight for the area where Harrison Clark was battling!

A small warship with such power…

Could it be Needham Brown’s flagship!

“Check the code!” Nora Camp immediately ordered.

The communications soldier quickly responded, “Venus-001. It’s Captain

Needham Brown! He’s going to save Harrison Clark!”

Everyone was in an uproar.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If he goes now, it’s suicide! Tell him to retreat immediately! We can’t lose him too!”

The original captain of the Hidden Warship and the other Vertical Formation captains who had opened real-time communication all urged anxiously.

But everyone didn’t immediately issue an order, instead looking to Nora Camp.

Harrison Clark was her soldier, and she had the final say.

Nora Camp’s forehead broke out in large beads of sweat, and she was in unbearable pain.

A second later, she said, “Captain Needham Brown, retreat. You can’t save him.” “Impossible! No one can order me! I, Needham Brown, will not allow such a strong warrior to die in someone else’s hands without facing me first!

Needham Brown’s small warship accelerated even more and lowered its altitude further, starting to trace a long arc around the Earth along the

Near-Earth Orbit.

Unstoppable!

As for Harrison Clark, he was still struggling to dodge and flee with great

difficulty.

He indeed had a chance to escape, but as he watched the remaining energy index drop steadily from 3%, he knew he couldn’t escape this fate.

It was a pity that he would die without even seeing the invaders this time.

He was really unwilling.

But there was nothing he could do.

Could humans win this time?

If they could absorb his combat skills, perhaps they could really defeat radium. But at this level, it wasn’t enough. They couldn’t be a match for the invaders, so they were still doomed to lose in the end.

If he couldn’t even stand until the end, then this trip across time would be a complete failure.

So he knew that insistence was pointless now.

He didn’t know why he had said that rubbish earlier.

Maybe it was just the simple unwillingness.

I’m such an idiot, showing off my strength and leading from the rear.

Wouldn’t it have been better to just hunker down and live?

Sigh.

Perhaps it was because Harrison Clark’s will to survive had decreased, or the energy reserve was getting lower and lower, but his dodging movements gradually slowed down, and he was nearly hit by the space-based weapons several times.At this moment, he also noticed the rapidly approaching light in the pitch-black space.

It’s a high-speed small-scale battleship of their own!

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

The three Halo War Beasts also noticed this battleship but did not increase their attacking intensity.

Instead of being aggressive, they slowed down a bit, as if they were intentionally waiting for the battleship to approach.

This must be Radium’s new plan!

Kill one more!

As they got even closer, finally, the enemy identification mechanism within Harrison Clark’s Hawk Armor control system provided feedback.

It’s Needham Brown’s Venus-001 Special Battleship!

Harrison Clark was shocked and cursed inwardly, what the hell was this idiot doing coming here to die?

Are we that close?

I beg you to stay away.

Harrison Clark decisively gave up on struggling and resigned.

At this moment, a blazing light suddenly rose from the ground.

This was Radium’s real killing move, a ground weapon – the Laser Giant Cannon!

A true light-speed weapon!

With ground targeting, the covering range was as high as ten kilometers!

It even predicted Harrison Clark’s escape direction, the prediction was basically correct, only slightly off, after all, Radium didn’t predict that Harrison Clark would suddenly give up resistance, and not even bother to move, so the maneuvering speed actually decreased, and the beam just grazed him.

But with the characteristics of laser weapons, being grazed was as good as being hit directly!

The Laser Giant Cannon is a very ancient heavy weapon, launching ordinary lasers.

However, its power is so great that its range and temperature are astonishing.

It is Radium’s strongest close-range defensive weapon on Earth, also known as the Battleship Killer.

Everything below Harrison Clark’s neck was enveloped in a massive laser beam. The terrifying high temperature instantly melted his Hawk Armor and his body.

The beam, along with the immense pressure of light, pushed him forward at a speed faster than his maneuvering at full throttle.

But Harrison Clark didn’t feel much pain.

He lost consciousness in an instant, without any sensation.

Needham Brown’s battleship in front of him was incredibly lucky. This shot was aimed at Harrison Clark, and it was not on the direct linear trajectory of the laser attack, the error was about several hundred meters.

Seeing Harrison Clark was hit, Venus-001 immediately lifted the bow and began a C-shaped maneuver to escape.

The three Halo War Beasts did not chase after them, but instead returned to the direction of the Earth’s atmosphere.

Space-based weapons also gradually stopped charging.

With Needham Brown’s ship maneuverability, it would be very difficult to hit him if he was determined to escape, so they wouldn’t waste this energy.

Nora Camp looked at the empty Solar System three-dimensional star map, where that stubbornly persistent green dot had gone out.

Her hands were on the command table, feeling extremely conflicted.

She didn’t know what was wrong with her.

She had seen so many comrades die before, but never had she felt such heartache.

It was just that before today, she had never even spoken a word with Harrison Clark, the new recruit.

Why?

Why am I so sad?

In the low-frequency quantum network projection of the Freedom Front, a simulated image appeared.

It was Harrison Clark’s head, still wrapped in a tactical helmet, drifting lonely into the depths of space.

He was truly dead.

He was very mysterious.

His meteoric rise, streaking across the sky, leaving a brilliant trail of light, but in an instant, vanished without a trace.

Watching this scene, Nora Camp thought of a song from a thousand years ago by Master Carrie Thomas.

The hero’s No Questions of Origins and Destinations.

The one responsible for capturing and transmitting this simulated image was Needham Brown’s Venus-001.

After waiting for about two minutes, Venus-001 suddenly made a big turn and swooped back towards Earth’s orbit, straight towards Harrison Clark’s head. Radium’s space-based weapons began charging again!

But it was too late, as Venus-001 flashed by Harrison Clark’s tactical helmet like lightning and released a large net from the bottom of the ship, dragging him in.

Needham Brown retrieved the hero’s head..