From cannon fodder to sweeping across thousands of stars.

Chapter 410 Armed Attack
When the violent explosion ended, Osana propped up her body, which felt like it was about to fall apart, amidst the seemingly endless tinnitus in her ears, and hid behind a nearby vehicle on the street.

At this moment, the surroundings were filled with smoke and dust produced by the explosion, and the vision was basically blocked.

Osana used her hands to fan away the smoke and dust in front of her eyes, and the pair of cat ears on her head trembled quickly, which slightly reduced the tinnitus.

"Large-caliber high-explosive bombs? How could such weapons appear in the urban area of ​​the administrative capital?"

The sales director of Atlas Private Military Company was guessing the cause of the explosion in her mind. She turned her head and looked through the gradually dispersing smoke at the wreckage of a car not far away, which was blown away with only the frame left.

This was the vehicle she was just about to take. If she had walked a little faster, or the other party had opened fire a little later, she might have become a pool of minced meat by now.

"Kled."

Osana whispered the name. This was the driver who was waiting for her in the car. He was a Roma like her. He was supposed to return to the Tower of Babel on the spacecraft with her and another group of rotation personnel today.

But now he has become one of Atlas' casualties.

Osana is currently at the Atlas Group's office in the Rubion galaxy, which is also located in the urban area of ​​Rubion V's administrative capital.

Since the security of the group's employees here is undertaken by the Atlas Private Military Company, she, the project manager whose name is written as "sales manager" and pronounced as "head of field operators", also came here today to communicate on some matters before her shift rotation.

Unexpectedly, when they were about to leave, they were attacked in broad daylight.

Osana blinked, and the mapping interface of her personal terminal suddenly appeared on her modified retina. After seeing that the 'automatic warning message' that would be sent when attacked was displayed as 'sent', she breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what happens next, at least the group headquarters will soon receive news that the Rubion No. 5 office has been attacked.

But the words "interfered, fighting in progress" that popped up on the communication interface indicated that things were indeed not over yet.

The sound of "bang bang bang bang" came from the other end of the street, accompanied by a burst of heavy footsteps. The experienced Osana almost instantly determined that it was the sound of medium-sized or larger multi-legged chariots and armed personnel equipped with exoskeletons moving on the street.

She looked down at herself. The bulletproof suit that was used to protect against pistols or small-caliber submachine guns was obviously not able to defend against shooting from electromagnetic kinetic weapons. Also, because she was preparing to go directly to the aerospace port, she did not carry a service gun with her.

But even if it was carried, the small electromagnetic pistol could obviously only provide some psychological comfort.

The gate of the Atlas office was less than 20 meters behind him. Without any equipment, he had no chance of survival except by escaping there.

Otherwise, even if she had rich combat experience and had mastered various individual combat skills, she would only end up being shot to death.

Osana took a few deep breaths to check if she had any internal injuries. She moved her hands and feet slightly to make sure there were no broken bones or fractures in her limbs. Then she looked at the gate 20 meters away again.

"God of all beasts, please bless these good brothers of mine so that I can have the most basic tacit understanding."

The next second, Osana rushed out from behind the vehicle that served as a temporary shelter like a female leopard.

The 20-meter distance was less than 3 seconds for the feline-like Roma to sprint, but the moment Osana rushed out, a series of steel needles fired by electromagnetic rifles swept over immediately. The vehicle she had just used to hide herself was quickly shattered by the electromagnetic rifles, and the street wall behind her was also smashed into pieces.

But Osana didn't care about the shooting from behind at the moment. She knew that with her sudden sprint, it would be difficult for the attacker to hit her quickly. The real threat might come from the friendly forces in the building. After all, she was not wearing a combat exoskeleton, and the friendly forces' HUD would only mark her as a yellow "unidentified unit."

In the event of a sudden attack, the security personnel in the building could accidentally cause a hit
"Friendly forces! Friendly forces! Pay attention to the direction of the beam!"

Osana shouted at the top of her lungs in the Romani language, and then a series of black shadows popped out from the office door with a "bang bang bang".

When these can-sized black shadows exploded in mid-air and quickly formed an anti-infrared smoke wall, Osana's heart finally settled down, and she quickened her pace and rushed into the building.

"It's Director Osana! Protect her!"

A large Roma man wearing a combat exoskeleton with additional armor plates and carrying a heavy shield quickly rushed out to protect Osana behind him, and then took her to hide behind a temporary shelter raised from the ground inside the building.

"Are there any casualties?" Osana asked as soon as she retreated behind the bunker.

"Reporting to the supervisor, the office staff and security personnel were not injured, but you?"

"Kled is gone."

The big guy's mouth froze open, and after a moment he uttered: "Fuck!"

"The attackers were supported by medium-sized or larger multi-legged tanks. The explosion just now should have been fired by the multi-legged tank's main gun. There were also other armed personnel, but the exact number is still unclear."

Osana quickly told the information she had just obtained, and at the same time, she bent down, walked into the building with the cover of the bunker, and began to make arrangements.

"Activate the emergency plan. Have the technical team begin jamming countermeasures to regain the initiative in electronic warfare as soon as possible! All non-combatants go to the basement for shelter. Combatants must deploy their weapons as per emergency defensive configurations. Close the blast-proof doors in all passages of the building, and raise protective walls inside the building."

"Yes, supervisor!"

At Osana's order, all Atlas employees in the office immediately took action, and she herself came to the underground weapons storage vault.

On a work platform, a heavy power armor had already unfolded all the armor plates and switched to "wearing mode". Osana also jumped onto the platform and got into the heavy power armor, while continuing to say to the big guy:
"After the communication is restored, contact the ships in orbit. We may need their support in an emergency. At the same time, contact the Rubion Galaxy Autonomous Government to see how they react."

As she spoke, the various structures of the heavy power armor closed again, and the external sensors lit up one by one.

Just before the heavy helmet fell, Osana looked at the still somewhat nervous big guy and smiled.

"Don't panic, the group headquarters has received the news, just hold on."

(End of this chapter)