Super Battleships and Super Cruisers blotted out the sky, almost covering it with a layer of black armor.
Countless orbital weapons accompanied by a large number of Jedi Jetpacks descended from near-Earth orbit, catching the Fallen Light Energy Race completely off guard.
No way!
It doesn't make sense!
Yellow Springs Warrior, Jedi Jetpack, this is indeed the Superhuman Federation!
But they didn't fight like this a few hundred years ago!
Back then, we were so dominant, bullying the Superhuman Federation was as easy as a strong man crushing a child.
If it weren't for the limited numbers, how could we have lost?
This time, we're all armed, the whole clan is all in, yet we can't win?
The supreme commanders responsible for the frontline battlefield were almost driven mad, urgently calling for reinforcements from the rear.
The human commanders saw this.
You're calling for reinforcements? Can't I do the same?
Watch me bring in a truckload of backup to destroy you!
