Faced with the question, the political commissar replied in a familiar manner: "Our current task can prevent more people from suffering."

"But those are my dear relatives and friends, brothers and sisters!" The questioner was unexpectedly excited, "We can't even protect our own comrades-in-arms, what kind of fighters are we?"

This emotion instantly ignited all the soldiers: "Should we just watch those monsters and desecrate human blood?"

"Kill them all! Until death!"

"Perhaps dying with our comrades in arms is our best destination..."

"..."

"Calm down!" The General Political Commissar suddenly shouted.His size was not considered stalwart among the stampede warriors, but with his fleshy voice alone, he overwhelmed the noise of the entire team.

After all the soldiers looked at him.

The General Political Commissar said calmly: "Aliens are interfering with your mind!"

This statement immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Calm down and recite along with me," the political commissar shouted, and the eagle flag in his hand played its role to the maximum, arousing everyone's loyalty and belief. "I swear, I will always be loyal and firm. If there is any change, I may my soul fall into the nether world..."

Very effective.

The stamp of loyalty and long-standing habits made the soldiers almost subconsciously devote most of their minds to praising the emperor, and stopped thinking about it.

"Very keen," the sage also secretly established a communication with the political commissar, "How did you discover the interference of the swarm aliens on the mind?"

The political commissar responded: "The soldiers of the empire should not be so weak."

"...Just because of this?" The sage didn't seem satisfied with this answer.

"Of course." The political commissar replied decisively.

"..." Stupid idealism.

Under the constant chanting of slogans.

The team soon came to the core area of ​​the creep, a leaf fell off, and the wood and muscles were entangled with each other. It was impossible to tell if it was a twisted forest of wood or flesh.

The tree of life is also a tree after all, after Mota turned the "nest tower" into a Zerg building.Creep has a choice other than devouring and decomposing when facing "trees"-insert the nest tower gene to turn the forest into a vitality unit.

Although the "infected forest" transformed from this is still far away from the node units such as parasitic hearts or implants.But it is enough to maintain its high degree of activation, and even has enough power to heal Zerg units to a certain extent.

As if they sensed the arrival of the team, the surrounding trees began to "move their bodies", and the wind and popping sounds produced by the swinging were still clearly audible even though they were far away.

At the root of the tree, the bulges that look like tree tumors and slime mold spread out one by one, forming a layered structure of spray tubes. The political commissar can even see the densely packed small tentacles in the flesh cavity...

Taking a deep breath, the political commissar ordered: "Shoot!"

After the words fell, he was the first to pull the trigger, and the two explosive arrows smashed the strange wood stretched like a rubber band down the middle.

Bolt crossbow, in the field of logging, has played a decisive role.In just one round of clips, the woods were cleared out of a clearing.

With the advancement, everyone entered the range of the barnacle shooter, and saw the fleshy tubes shrinking their bodies, spitting out spores.The power is very small, not to mention the kinetic energy compared with the air bolt crossbow, even the winding crossbow used by ordinary people is slightly insufficient.It is corrosive to a certain extent, but there is still a long way to go to corrode the soul quenching alloy.When it hit the armor, it couldn't even leave a white mark.

But the fungus cluster is extremely viscous, and it keeps drawing with the movements of the soldiers.

"The insect swarm attachments may be rich in earth elements," the sage's voice came from the intercom, "The communication has been significantly disturbed."

The earth element group in the hyphae will react with the vibration wave of the air element, thereby disturbing the stability of communication.

The political commissar made a prompt decision: "Fire!"

Some soldiers retreated the bolts of the crossbow and turned on the element rotation component, but they were not fighting the enemy, but roasting their own personnel.

The power armor was enough to withstand this level of high temperature, and soon the attached creep was burned, and the soldiers looked brand new under the flames.

Up to now, they have basically determined the fighting level of the activated forest, and the political commissar immediately ordered: "Move forward."

The bolter crossbow was fired again, and rows of trees fell down. The team used steel and flames to open a path out.

But not long after the team went deep, the sage suddenly sent a message: "Your signal is getting weaker!"

"Earth magic again?"

"The effect is stronger." The sage's voice has already begun to appear obviously distorted.This is when the infected buildings and forests began to develop peripheral neural networks, which directly shattered the air elements by releasing psionic energy.

The General Political Commissar didn't struggle much, and asked directly: "What countermeasures?"

"High altitude... The source of interference... Comes from the ground..." The sage's prompts were intermittent.

The political commissar understood that the weakest unit in the team was the ninth-tier unit. Even without the assistance of power armor, it would be no problem to jump tens of meters in place, which was enough to jump to the area with good signal above the tree canopy.

The communication with the convoy was temporarily interrupted, but the progress of the team did not stop, and just as the team was getting closer to the core of the meteorite fall, and the spore dust mist was already dispersed in the air, the eagle flag suddenly flickered.

A soldier died!

The political commissar glanced out of the corner of his eye, only to see the soldier with a big hole in his chest, and he fell down—he didn't even give an early warning until his death.

No orders were needed, the stencil warriors immediately paired up with each other, guarding and observing each other.

The attacker reappeared soon, and a red light that threw out countless afterimages passed through the chests of the two soldiers at the edge of the team one after another at a speed that was difficult for ordinary soldiers to react.

Only the General Political Commissar could see clearly that it was a petite strange bird!

To be precise, it was an arrow gull.

It was transformed from the essence of the left shoulder that was cut off when the Overlord fought with the mechanical goblins. Now it has become the symbiotic unit of the Overlord. With the gradual improvement of the hive will, even without the support of the Overlord, it has reached the level of a hero unit.

The political commissar fired explosive arrows at the afterimage, and the will and machine soul endowed it with the ability to track, followed the bird shadow, and bent twice.

But the bird suddenly flashed and disappeared from the spot.

When it reappeared, it passed through the chest of a soldier again.

"Teleport?!"

The general political commissar is wrinkled, the empire has a lot of individual equipment that interferes with the flash, but this kind of equipment can usually destroy the world channel and transmit on a large scale after being overloaded, and it will not be equipped with a group of soldiers who are on vacation.

Since it is impossible to kill this strange bird, it is necessary to collect enough information before everyone dies.

"Charge! I'll come to the rear." The political commissar ordered.

On the scene, only he has the ability to see and interfere with the arrow gull's attack, and he must ensure that all fighters are within his sight.

However, it has not waited for the fighters to regroup.

The political commissar suddenly trembled.He clearly sensed that something in the woods had awakened...

"what--"

The soldiers hissed one after another.

The minds maintained by the praise of the emperor completely collapsed, and many soldiers whose minds were already polluted even started to attack each other.

The general political commissar raised the eagle flag, but it had no effect.Even he himself felt dizzy for a while.

"Information... must be reported to the convoy!" The final belief supported the clarity of the General Political Commissar.

At this time, he also knew that once he jumped into the air, he would have nowhere to rely on, and he would definitely become the dead soul under the beak of that strange bird.

But still jumped up resolutely.

When the General Political Commissar passed over the tree canopy, a "ZiZi" sound came from the communicator immediately.

The general political commissar squeezed the explosive bolt crossbow tightly, alerting the strange birds that might attack at any time, and at the same time shouted: "Attention, the leader of the bug swarm—"

Before the words fell, a muffled explosion came suddenly.

The general political commissar could barely see that not far away, the destination of their trip, the spore dust shrouded above the place where the meteorite fell, suddenly "collapsed".

Then, a huge worm wrapped in thick paste broke through the smoke and flew out quickly.

This is an armor-piercing weapon for high-level soul units that has just been fully developed by the worm nest - the blade insect jet.

But the target it locked was not the political commissar, but an arc, passed by the political commissar, and rushed into the distance.The huge kinetic energy carried by the blade insect shells formed a gust of wind, blowing the chief political commissar who was in mid-air into a panic.

But the general political commissar has no time to take care of it.

Under the high-speed rotating field of vision, he watched helplessly as the big bug landed far away, throwing crystal fragments and strong acid slurry all over the sky...

"Zi——" The communicator, the signal from one side of the convoy, turned into a busy tone...

"May a miracle come to the empire..." In the last prayer.

Kacha—as if the beast's mouth merged, the last bit of clarity in the general political commissar's mind disappeared, and it slowly fell towards the boundless creep.

However, he hadn't waited for him to land yet.

A red light flashed.

The arrow gull's sharp teeth pierced through his armor, and got stuck in his ribs. With its small bird body, it dragged its nearly one-ton armored body and flew deep into the nest...

……… (End of this chapter)

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