From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 350: Ram head, so cool!
The sudden explosion made everyone's heartbeat slow down for a moment.

Nia only felt that everything in front of her seemed to slow down, and the sounds around her seemed to be stretched out.

She could hear her own breathing and heartbeat, as well as the panicked screams of the civilians around her and the wails of the wounded.

The center of the explosion radiated outward, knocking over a bunch of refugees and three soldier bees. The broken limbs and arms were mixed with mechanical parts fragments, like a picture of hell.

When the flow of time returned to normal, the first people to react were the combat soldiers around who had participated in many actual combats.

The leader of the combat squad that followed the medical squad rushed to Nia, who had just come to her senses, patted her combat visor and shouted:

"We will cover you, go up and check on the refugees' injuries!"

At the same time, other members of the combat squad quickly stepped forward with guns in hand, guiding the panicked refugees to evacuate in a safe direction while guarding against "human bombs" that might be lurking in the crowd.

Yes, based on the playback of the sensors on the armored vehicle and the alarm issued by the soldier bee at the last moment, it can be confirmed that the person who just caused the explosion was a person with high-energy explosives tied to his body.

As he was shouting something in a desperate tone and lifting his clothes to reveal the explosives, the soldier bees who were originally helping to resettle the refugees immediately noticed the problem and rushed over.

But unfortunately, it was still too late.

After Nia and the other medics reacted, they immediately followed the soldiers of the combat squad and rushed forward against the crowd.

When most of the refugees were guided away, only corpses and wounded people groaning on the ground were left in this hiding place.

Although Nia and the others had undergone special training, especially strengthening their psychological endurance in the face of bloody scenes, the extremely shocking scene before them still made them feel a little uncomfortable.

However, the combat exoskeletons they wore that monitored various body parameters also discovered this situation, and the internal circulation ventilation port under the tactical visor immediately released a burst of refreshing gas.

Combined with their daily training for dealing with such situations, everyone took a few deep breaths and forced down the nausea in their hearts.

“This one is dead.”

"There is a living person here, but he is too badly injured to be saved."

“These ones are all dead too.”

"No, they are all too badly injured, there is no time to send them to the rear."

Voice messages rang out in the team's communication channel, and the content was basically "sentencing the people on the ground to death". For a moment, the atmosphere of the entire medical team became somewhat depressed and depressing.

But at this moment, Nia miraculously found a little girl lying on the ground.

When the explosion occurred, a soldier bee near her weakened the shock wave of the explosion and blocked most of the debris. It even used its mechanical feet to support its body when it fell over to prevent it from directly crushing the little girl, so the little girl's injuries were not that serious.

"I found a wounded person here! Soldier Bee, come here quickly!"

The two soldier bees that received the command immediately crawled over, retracted their robotic arms equipped with weapons, and then connected their tails to form a spider robot with a larger top area.

With the help of others, Nia lifted the little girl onto the assembled stretcher robot and fastened the restraints.

Just like greeting a pet, the cat-girl medic patted the Combined Soldier Bee on the "butt", and the latter immediately took high-frequency but stable steps with its mechanical legs to carry the little girl to the location of the emergency armored vehicle.

It didn't take long to classify the wounded near the explosion center.

Those who could still be saved were transported away by the medical team, and those who could not be saved were given a quick death after obtaining the other party's consent, so that they would not be tortured. After completing the treatment of the seriously injured and leaving two soldiers to protect the scene, Nia's medical team went to the new gathering place of the refugees with other combat soldiers to treat some refugees with minor injuries.

Although medics and combat soldiers all wear the same series of medical-specific combat exoskeletons, their pure white paint and the red cross logo on them still make them more acceptable when approaching refugees.

After Nia and others began to treat the wounded, the refugees' emotions gradually stabilized. The soldiers in white armor before them were indeed helping them, the refugees who had suffered from the war, just like they had seen in the propaganda films.

The external sensors on the heavy-duty battlefield emergency armored vehicles also recorded the refugees' expressions after zooming in, and soon presented the relevant images in the live broadcast.

No matter how much money is invested in advertising, its effect will not be as deeply rooted in people's hearts as this live broadcast.

Although the people of the Federation are still arguing about the treatment of the Empire's civilians on the battlefield, they have reached a consensus on Atlas - at least for now, this company is indeed as described in their corporate promotional videos.
Just as Nia and others were gradually calming down the imperial refugees and were planning to call on the camp to dispatch vehicles to receive them, something unexpected happened again.

A man with a face full of grief and indignation suddenly stood up from the crowd. As he opened his clothes to reveal the bomb on his body, he shouted to the people around him:
"I did what you asked. Please don't hurt my family!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and prepared to press the detonator button in his hand.

Nia recognized the man. When she passed by him while checking the wounded just now, she looked at the man squatting on the ground with his back hunched over, and asked him if he needed help.

Moreover, the explosive warning unit on the anti-terrorism module installed on the combat exoskeleton did not report any abnormality.
Because the incident happened so suddenly, the surrounding Atlas soldiers were unable to react immediately, and just as the tragedy was about to happen again,
“Zibo! Bang!”

Two high-speed penetrating rods broke the man's right hand holding the detonator and his neck respectively.

The moment the man fell to the ground, the nearest soldier bee pounced on him. While activating the signal jammer on its own equipment, the soldier bee also quickly destroyed the bomb's detonating components.

Nia, shocked by this series of unexpected events, turned around and looked in the direction where the gunshots came from.

I saw that the platoon leader, who should have fallen into a deep sleep under the effect of anesthesia after undergoing the operation, had woken up at some point.

At this moment, he was leaning with difficulty outside the armored emergency vehicle, and there was still a residual flash of blue light on the electromagnetic rifle rail clamped under his intact left arm.

Since he had taken off his exoskeleton during the operation and had no time to put it back on due to the emergency, this 'ram-head' had to rely on his own physical strength to hold up the not-so-light electromagnetic rifle with one hand, and completed aiming and double-shot firing in an instant.
Seeing the man who attempted to self-destruct fall to the ground, the platoon leader breathed a sigh of relief. His already weak body finally couldn't hold on after he exhaled, and he slid to the ground against the armored vehicle.

The relatively 'gentle'-looking ram head also said something that was somewhat inconsistent with his appearance:

"Fuck, I'm really a man who can make the impossible possible."

The series of events just now made the audience watching the live broadcast of the battlefield hold their breath nervously. After seeing the platoon leader of the ram head complete the final blow, even some viewers on the federal side couldn't help but scream out.

"Awesome! Ram-head platoon leader, awesome!"

"Is this a human? A flesh-and-blood body with one arm holding a gun and firing two shots rapidly, and hitting all of them?"

"In theory, the Roma are not people in the conventional sense."

"Wait, this is just a platoon leader of this company's armed forces, right? How strong must the others be?"

"From the grapevine, I heard that the boss of this company is an incredibly powerful psychic."

The comment section of the live broadcast of 'Eye of Truth' exploded, and even major mainstream websites and forums in the Federation and the Empire were flooded with the content of today's live broadcast of the battlefield.
Just when everyone thought that the biggest highlight of today's battlefield live broadcast had occurred, the situation in the town of Portia changed again.

When the federal troops who were just going to encircle and suppress the remnants of the empire rushed towards the refugee gathering point, all the bystanders realized that
The big one is coming.

(End of this chapter)