My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1551 1548. Call of Duty: Alien War, Start!
"The left wing of the fifth floor of the Star Giant has been lost! I repeat, the left wing of the fifth floor has been lost! All the sentinels were killed. We paid the price to kill the two big demons that rushed in, but there is an irreversible crack in the defense line, and the psionic energy of the Chaos Sea is pouring in!

We, the last of the servants, are setting up digital bombs. We are going to turn this place into a no-man's land!

No one is allowed to come to support until the rupture singularity disappears!
Keep fighting, brothers and sisters!

To win! Keep fighting!!!"

The sad yet resolute voice of the front-line captain Xu Gou echoed in the communication of Happy Stick, causing General Bang to clench his fist and hammer hard on the divine brick in front of him.

The fact that the players could send out such a report meant that the situation there was truly irreparable. Two minutes later, the loud noise from below and the chaotic spread of psionic energy represented that the players had done their best in the final moments. They used their lives, which came once every three days, to fulfill the oath they had sworn before the decisive battle in the astral realm.

The loss this time is not as simple as being offline for three days. The players who can be arranged in the Star Giant all have entities from other worlds. In addition, they are fighting here wearing the best equipment. The death of Xu Gou and his team members means that everyone of them will experience double loss of spirit and property.

It basically means that all the work I have done in the past few months has been in vain. If I had a worse mentality, I would probably cry my heart out if I lost my gaming helmet.

However, Happy Stick has no time to consider Xu Gou's mental health. The situation of the Star Giant's defense line is already not optimistic. The integrity of the wall built by the Mother Goddess of the Earth has dropped to less than 60%. What's worse is that after almost three hours of a life-and-death battle like a meat grinder, the maturity of the Star Seed is still only more than 30%.

At this rate, they would have to hold on in the Star Giant for at least four more hours before the moment of star reshaping could come.

But the problem is that with the current intensity of the battle, let alone four to five hours, it is already a blessing from fate that Happy Stick and the Astra Militarum Warriors can hold out for two hours.

The players’ losses are not mentioned.

The Sentinel warriors deployed on the Star Giant alone have lost more than twenty-five companies, which is equivalent to one-sixth of the total strength of the Lady of Glory patrol ship.

This is just the loss on the city wall. The combined losses in key locations throughout the Shattered Star Realm are enough to put the Sentinel Corps under pressure. However, the advantage of the Sentinel sisters is that their powerful forging ship, the Daughter of Plenty, stores several base numbers of Sentinel bodies. Once the spark of intelligence is replicated, these eldest daughters of steel can return to the battlefield.

But the bad news is that Happy Stick will have to hold out for another two hours before the fierce sentinels return.

On the command platform at the highest point of the star giant, Bang Ge could see that huge amounts of chaotic impurities were thrown out of the giant every minute and every second. However, on the opposite side was the constantly beating sea of ​​chaos. Although it was an invisible concept, but in this place where the star realm and the subspace intersected, even Happy Stick could feel the real existence of the invisible thing.

It is constantly devouring the remains of the Chaos that were killed, and giving birth to new Chaos creatures in the next tidal surge.

Happy Stick feels like he is looking directly into the abyss.
"Snapped"

He slapped himself on the head to wake himself up from the temptation of chaos, and then turned around and shouted to the Star Ranger behind him:
"Go to the rear and pass the order! Send two Golden Gods to the city wall! After the fracture singularity disappears, General Kudel will lead the Star Army to follow the Golden Gods and take back the left wing of the fifth floor for me!"

"Yes!"

The Vampire Star Ranger behind him did not dare to delay. He turned around, spread his wings and flew towards the firepower position in the rear. That was also a part of the Void Hill created by Mother Goddess Gaia at the border of the star realm. Nine Callem Golden Gods and the giant war machines that Murphy brought out from the Creation Engine were all placed there.

They are responsible for delivering firepower now, but when the situation of the star giants becomes worse, these big guys will have to shoulder the responsibility of "physical charge".

"Fuck! Bang Bro! Two big demons and a group of Fallen Sentinels rushed into the atrium on the third floor of the Colossus! Ms. Pinkie and her Paladin are trapped, send someone here quickly! Fallen Sentinels have appeared! Tell the Sentinel sisters to stop slacking off and deal with their evil twins!"

Cheche's screams represented that the "worse" situation in the plan had occurred. The Fallen Sentinel finally entered the battlefield three hours after the war started, but before Happy Stick could convey the order, he heard a loud noise coming from above his head. He looked up in shock and saw that a big hole was blown in the side of the hunting patrol ship, the Daughter of Glory, which was cruising right above the giant.

Several shuttles of the Fallen Sentinels were patrolling around the explosion rift, and the Fallen Primarch Juliana could be seen standing on one of the shuttles.

As expected, that guy did not bring her Daughter of Shame to the battlefield.

After capturing the Chief Military Commander, she even wanted to seize the hunting patrol ship belonging to Ms. Erza. What a damn arrogant person she is.

Happy Stick clenched his weapon and forced himself to look away. The Primarch of the Faithful was in charge on the Maiden of Glory, and Lord Murphy was also there. A fallen Primarch was not an unmanageable problem. Right now, the most important thing was to hold his own position.

"Commodore Fraser! Is there anything you need to take care of right now?"

Happy Stick mobilized his reserve team to rush to the third floor atrium of the Giant, while connecting to the communication of the Star Ranger Commander. He said:
"There are several big demons on the third floor. I have to ask you to deal with them."

"No problem! We are holding a Chaos Demon Hunting Competition here. Currently, my Black Flame Squad is at the top of the list with three points. I am happy to help my brave ally. Please wait for good news."

Brigadier General Fraser sounded eager to fight, and soon a shuttle specially prepared for the Star Rangers rushed out of the battlefield from the right wing of the fifth floor, turned a corner and dived towards the third floor where the fire broke out.

But there are people who are faster than them!
Just as Che Che and his roommates were being chased by two big demons and a group of Chaos Sentinels and were retreating in a hurry, as the blue light lit up on the hellish battlefield, the densely packed Sons of Tristana wearing Origin Alloy Armor rushed head-on like a turbid stream of steel, dispersing the Chaos evil creatures that were spreading along the star giant in front of them.

There were people standing behind those giant turtles that could travel through the star realm. When they were approaching the third floor of the giant, strong firepower fell from the sky, almost instantly forcing back the Fallen Sentinels that were approaching Che Che's group.

This timely support made Che Che breathe a sigh of relief. He flicked open the blood-stained mask of the Phoenix Warrior Power Armor and looked back, only to see familiar guys jumping down from behind the Son of Tristana who was flying past.

That's a classic raid tactic.

Those guys splashed dust when they landed, and then smoothly joined the already defeated defense line amid the familiar shouts and screams.

But the armor they wore was not the Astra Militarum Power Armor forged by the Sentinel Corps, but the older original Power Armor. These were players who were supposed to stay in the material world! How could they appear in the dangerous astral battlefield?

"Oh, what a shame for an incompetent brother! Didn't you say that as a great warrior you should establish great achievements in the sea of ​​stars? In the end, you still have to rely on your powerful sister to rescue you!"

Just as Che Che wiped the blood off the mask of his power armor and was about to return to the battle, he heard his sister's teasing voice. He turned around and saw his sister and a group of elite soldiers from the Dragon Slayer Team walking towards him without any regard for their relatives.

The loud uncle at the back was holding a heavy-duty explosive gun and roaring like Rambo while reaping the chaotic monsters around him.

If we ignore their old protective gear, it really means that some elite from the star realm have come to the rescue.

"Why did Lao Qin leave you here?"

Che Che curled his lips and said:

"Also, little girl, stop it! The reason why I'm in such a mess is because before you came, we just dealt with two Chaos Demons. They were monsters that were enough to make you cry in your nightmares."

"Master Qin recognized our combat effectiveness and he even transferred troops from another world. Now the Sunset Plains is full of serious soldiers driving tanks and fighting a mechanized war. We are no longer needed there."

Xian Ling, the nominal captain of the Dragon Slayer Team, explained a few words to Che Che. Before the two sides could finish reminiscing about the past, a dazzling and dirty rainbow light hit the ground not far from them, scaring the uncle who was enjoying the roar. If he hadn't rolled quickly, he would have been swept into the wave.

"Look, the Chaos Demon is here! This place is full of these damn dangerous things, just as disgusting as the maggots in the Chaos pit."

Che Che grabbed his Iron Cross Psychic Staff, snapped it back on his helmet, and said to the others:
"We'll be in the front, and you'll flank us. Turn on the mind-enhancing plug-in. These monsters have a corrosive force field. I don't want to see you all grow a third eye after a battle. It sounds cool, but believe me, that kind of mind-opening feeling is really terrible.

Now, follow me!"
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"哐, 哐, 哐"

With the sound of uniform footsteps, thousands of well-trained soldiers entered the auditorium.

Their unit was selected to participate in a military exercise, but unlike in the past, this time they found out that the exercise was a simulated war constructed based on recent breakthroughs in virtual reality technology.

This auditorium, which can accommodate a thousand people, has also been renovated. In front of each row of seats there is a special device similar to a motorcycle helmet. The soldiers maintain iron discipline, but their curiosity and surprise can be seen in the occasional eye contact.

There was a troop commander in front explaining the key points of the exercise, but to be honest, the soldiers' attention was all on this strange helmet at the moment, and not many of them could listen.

Fortunately, today's leader said very little nonsense. He just repeatedly emphasized discipline and explained that after entering the virtual battlefield, there would be special staff to assign tasks and asked the soldiers to give their best performance. Then he returned to the rostrum and picked up their helmets with other officers and put them on their heads in front of the soldiers.

Then the company commanders of each company issued orders, asking the soldiers to put on helmets and start the certification process.

This is quite novel.

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This is the first time I go to the battlefield without a weapon. How is this different from taking an exam without a pen?

But the next moment, when the soldiers put on their helmets, the VR-like interface in front of them lit up, and it automatically skipped the login and character creation steps with almost no delay. After a dozen seconds of signal connection, their psychic projections were generated and thrown onto the battlefield of Sunset Plains.

These helmets were a temporary modification made by Murphy specifically for this support mode.

After his administrator program completed the final upgrade, the helmets that were originally exclusively bound could be logged in in "visitor mode" without binding. After Mr. Qin contacted the leaders here many times, Murphy allocated 30,000 helmets from the nearly 100,000 helmets he currently had and adjusted them to tourist mode to serve as support for the soldiers.

These helmets adopt a "one-life system". When the first tourist is offline in the war, the second tourist can take over without any time difference, so that limited helmets can be exchanged for almost unlimited reserve manpower.

The only problem is that the tourist mode will fix the "Novice Village".

For example, this auditorium with a capacity of a thousand people is bound to the Novice Village No. 0187 on the second line of defense of the Eagle Canyon, which is located in a bunker.

There are thirty "training grounds" similar to this auditorium in the other world, and fifteen of them are bound to the novice villages of Sunset Continent and are already in operation.

The soldiers were very novel about this feeling of "world travel", but before they could experience it seriously, they saw a bright light in front of their eyes. After opening their eyes, they saw a special underground space made of stone. They instinctively jumped up and down to adapt to their 100% realistic new bodies.

As a "benefit" of the tourist mode, Murphy specially set up uniform military green uniforms for these support soldiers, making them look like they are wearing training uniforms.

"Quick! Come and gather!"

The leaders of the troops who landed first had already understood the course of the battle and the tasks their teams were tasked with under the guidance of the local staff officers. Just like in a real war, orders were quickly passed down layer by layer.

The squad leader is the grassroots commander. Each squad leader receives a computing orb as a communication device, and then goes to the nearby armory to collect equipment as a company unit.

Master Qin's pre-war preparations were very good. Every soldier was provided with an AK-like assault rifle, a pistol for self-defense, and a sufficient amount of gold-burning bullets. The basic protective gear included bulletproof vests made of insect shells and enough explosives to blow up the entire line of defense.

If they are armored soldiers, they can also drive the Aztec chariots parked on the defense line or follow the heavy dragoons. The air force will be directly assigned to the sun ship, where there are a few jet fighters produced during the war preparation phase for their use.

Weapons like Iron Fist missiles have been equipped to every team.

But that's nothing.

The soldiers who received their weapons just thought that this virtual battlefield was really awesome, just like the real one. This excitement lasted until they left the underground novice village and entered the battlefield.
"What the hell! Squad leader! Look ahead! What the hell is that?"

A soldier holding a weapon shouted in panic, which made his squad leader frown immediately. What a loser! What a fuss! Didn't he see that the company commander was walking with us?

Why are you so loud?
No discipline at all!

The squad leader was just about to glare at his cowardly soldiers when he saw that his own company commander was also shocked. He turned back in confusion and saw a Chaos Egg, led by several Fallen Elves, fighting a desperate battle with winged Aztec warriors on a position not far ahead. Beside them was a Heavy Dragoon that was constantly spewing flames to harvest the Chaos evil.

In the sky not far away, burning world-burning demon soldiers were constantly falling in the form of flaming meteors. On the battlefield where the shouts and screams were deafening, an assault army composed of flesh-tearing ghosts was sprinting towards their novice village. When they climbed up the defense line, they were hacked down by a group of mountain warriors wearing black power armor.

"Squad leader! Squad leader? Who are we going to fight? These people don't look like normal people."

The soldiers held their weapons, feeling like they had strayed into a mythical world and were at a loss as to what to do. This was not until the sun that came down from the sky bombarded and cleared the entire battlefield, and the scorching wind that blew in their faces woke the soldiers up.

They looked at their squad leader eagerly, and the old squad leader stamped his feet fiercely and cursed:
"Don't ask me, I've never seen such a scene before! But the friend-or-foe identification mark on this little iron ball shows that the uglier-looking guys are enemies."

"Then do it!"

At the critical moment, it was still their own company commander who made the decision. He took the fourth-generation Iron Fist missile from the soldier next to him and carried it on his shoulder. He took a slight aim and pulled the trigger. The golden missile flew out with a whistling sound and hit the Chaos Egg that was rushing towards him with a roar.

At the same time as the thing was blown to pieces, a prompt of combat points +3 popped up on the "visitor interface" in front of the team of soldiers.

"The leaders said that we need to use actual combat to test our combat effectiveness."

The company commander threw the cannon back to the soldier beside him, picked up the AK from behind, and said to the others:

"It is said that there will be a real-combat competition among the companies. Winning doesn't seem to be of much benefit, but if you lose... Haha, each person will have to write a 3,000-word self-criticism plus daily extra training. Guys, you don't want to be 'promoted' by your squad leaders, do you?

So what are you still standing there for?
Find advantageous terrain, coordinate with the advance of these heavily armored vehicles, and prepare for coordinated interspersed operations!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)