I have a city in another world

Chapter 3114
The hanging basket hanging from the sky is being recovered rapidly.

It is like a fishing boat floating on the sea, throwing the hook into the bottom of the trench, and then retracting it at a fixed time.

But how can the distance between the sky and the ground be comparable to that of an ordinary trench?

Every patrol ship following the action has two identical gondolas, which are used to recover energy spars from the ground.

In addition to being responsible for recovery, another function of this hanging basket is to help ground troops guide the direction.

The patrol ships participating in the battle were all floating outside the gray fog, and coordinated with each other to ensure that the millions of troops on the ground would not be separated.

Just like fishing in troubled waters, the patrol ship is the brain, and the millions of ground troops are the hands to fish.

Once in danger, the patrol ships can attack at the same time, ensuring that the enemy will not have the opportunity to escape.

From the beginning of the operation to the present, energy spars have been recovered in batches, which proves that the collection effect is quite good.

If it continues to accumulate, it won't take too long for Battlestar to recover the cost of the war.

Entering the profit stage means that you have won.

Although this manual search method will definitely lead to a great increase in the probability of omission, but under special circumstances, there is no way to force it too much.

The managers of Battlestar Space know that the most important thing now is to maintain stability, not to provoke war.

If given a choice, Battlestar would rather take the initiative to retreat than engage in friction and exchange of fire with the survivors.

They have already discovered that the survivors on this planet have recently behaved extremely abnormally.

If it is other planets, when they are destroyed to such an extent, basically there will be no threat at all.

Survivors are lingering on their last legs, struggling to even survive, and it is impossible to organize to fight back.

But on this planet, the situation has become completely different. The invincible Space Fortress has suffered a serious blow.

The reserve of energy spar is in jeopardy, even approaching the edge of "bankruptcy", which was unimaginable in the past.

As a last resort, Battlestar had to use ground troops and collect them manually.

It seems to solve the problem, but the feeling in my heart is not good.

While being deflated continuously, Fortress became very wary of the survivors of this planet.

If they can seize the opportunity to wipe out these damned survivors in one fell swoop, Battlestar will never hesitate.

……

As the ground troops slowly advanced, the recovery of energy spars continued, and the scene of the patrol ship formation was also very spectacular.

Floating above the clouds, like driving in the vast ocean
The only connection between the heaven and the earth is the thin and long silk thread, shining with a faint light.

With the equipment running, the conical gondolas are brought into the patrol vessel.

The staff in charge of the operation gathered together immediately and opened the hanging baskets in small numbers.

The hanging basket contains energy crystals, which were hard-earned by the ground troops and represent the harvest of this war.

With a soft sound, the hanging basket was slowly opened.

Seeing the items in the hanging basket clearly, the staff were dumbfounded and couldn't believe their eyes.

The hanging basket that was supposed to hold energy spars was now full of corpses, exuding a strong stench of blood.

Seeing the clothing of the corpse, the staff didn't know that these were dispatched ground troops!
"Gudong~"

A blood-stained head rolled out of the corpse, with a hideous expression of death.

Seeing such a bloody and tragic scene, everyone's hearts trembled, and they didn't know what to do.

"These damn bastards, they must pay the most painful price for their actions!"

Finally someone growled, it was the officer in charge of the scene.

Looking at the bloody corpse, he trembled with anger, his expression distorted and painful.

Battlestar has invaded many planets, but has never encountered such a situation. The residents were forced to land on the ground, and now they have suffered such tragic casualties.

Seeing the appearance of these corpses, one can know how desperate they will be before they die.

Facing the residents of these space fortresses and compatriots who died for the common good, it is impossible for anyone to remain indifferent.

Hearing the officer's roar, the surrounding staff also felt sad and angry.

The most ruthless revenge must be given, and let those damned enemies know what will happen if they anger Battlestar.

For the things that Battlestar destroyed the planet and killed countless aborigines, they selectively ignored, or took everything for granted.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

The staff asked cautiously, looking at the pile of corpses, they didn't know what to do.

"Contain the corpse, and then report this matter to the headquarters and other patrol ships.

At the same time, remind the ground troops to be more careful, the enemy is launching sneak attacks with despicable means! "

From the officer's point of view, the survivors must have used sneak attacks, otherwise how could they be opponents of the ground army?

After receiving the officer's order, a group of staff resisted their discomfort and stepped forward to carry the corpse.

They wear special exoskeleton mechas, which can easily carry tons of items and move those corpses out with ease.

The hanging basket is not particularly big, but it holds a lot of corpses.

Seeing those bloody corpses being continuously carried down, everyone felt more and more heavy.

Especially after seeing a familiar face, also among the corpses, their hearts became more and more heavy.

During the transfer process, some staff members were slightly taken aback.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he found a corpse that seemed to move slightly.

"what happened?"

The staff thought they were dazzled, so they quickly stared at it again to confirm that there was no problem.

Launched a device scan, again no signs of life.

"Could it be that I was too nervous, which resulted in hallucinations?"

The staff shook their heads secretly, ready to continue to carry, and manipulated the manipulator to grab the mutilated corpse.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the distorted corpse twitched like an electric shock.

The staff was taken aback. Just as they were about to withdraw their hind legs, the corpse suddenly jumped up.

Like a nimble beast, it rushed towards the staff with lightning speed.

Both the staff member and the companion next to him were shocked by this scene.

Their hearts were full of panic, they couldn't figure out why the dead body exploded and attacked?

The corpses in the hanging basket were all bouncing up one after another like an electric shock.

The speed of the ghoul was so strange that it was not affected by the mutilated body at all, and it rushed straight to the surrounding staff.

There was a scream, and the neck of the staff member who was attacked at the beginning was bitten to bloody blood by the ghoul.

Just as the staff were struggling and screaming, trying to find the first aid kit, the ghoul bit him hard on the throat again.

The staff members whose throats had been torn off controlled the exoskeleton mechs carrying the cargo, and rammed around in the patrol ship frantically.

This desperate struggle made the scene environment even more chaotic.

The other ghouls roared and ran around inside the patrol ship, madly attacking the panicked staff.

The screams were endless, and there were corpses everywhere, like a bloody slaughterhouse.

The patrol captain who received the alarm immediately sealed off the area where the accident occurred, and at the same time dispatched fighters to clean it up.

In the command cabin of the patrol ship, images of the incident area can be clearly seen.

Those resurrected zombies ran fast against the ground and roof, chasing and killing the panicked staff.

Blood was everywhere, minced meat was everywhere, and the desperate screams of the staff kept coming.

Although the ghouls look very scary, the commander is confident enough to deal with these weird and fierce monsters.

The real problem is that the enemy is actually transporting ghouls in baskets.

Does this mean that the ground troops who entered the gray fog have already encountered misfortune?

(End of this chapter)