Him and their stars

What followed was a stormy pursuit and strangulation battle. The Marines of the Hell Parachute Division were greeted at the beginning. If there were prisoners of war, the sand people could stay and be taken under the custody of the local militia that followed, but the plunderers had to be shot on the spot.

There is no way, the reputation left by the predators in this universe is too great, not to mention the Myshandar Trolls, a warrior race with a reputation that has shocked the galaxy for two thousand years. Even if they are unarmed, they can kill several people. A young man armed with weapons. If you are not careful, the consequences will be disastrous.

We have no choice, our troops are limited, and there is no room for unnecessary compassion on the battlefield, so we can only take extreme measures.

Anyway, predators are not human beings and are not protected by any interstellar laws. Even if they are killed on the spot, they will not be sued.

Fortunately, probably because the irrational fanaticism has not completely dissipated, the intercepted looters either resisted or committed suicide on the spot. They surrendered very little, which did not leave too much moral pressure on everyone. .

Soon, what everyone called the "big fish" was found. A troll marauder, who was obviously much more gorgeously dressed than the surrounding soldiers, was instructing his subordinates to assemble an ion cannon in preparation for a counterattack, but was caught in the act by Summers, who had quick eyes and quick hands. He and his men were immediately involved in the shock wave without fire. As for the ion cannon that had just been installed, it also turned into deformed parts.

Then, when everyone rushed to the scene, only the troll officer was left. At this time, he was covered in stains and bloodstains, and only pieces of the gorgeous ribbon wrapped around his body were left. He held a double-headed sword and roared at everyone, limping towards everyone.

"Die! Rogue Rogue!" Summers roared again and blasted the wave cannon directly into the opponent's face.

This troll was probably a psyker. His reflexes were indeed much stronger than those of ordinary warriors. He actually made a dodge action in an instant, but half of his body was shattered.

But despite this, he still relied on the astonishing vitality of the psyker, howling miserably and taking a few steps forward, and then Summers put a gun to his head again.

"Shatter to pieces! You bastards of predators!" Mr. Engineer let out a high-pitched laugh that showed his madness, and directly blasted out a bunch of bullets, blasting the troll's head into a bunch of flying pieces of flesh and blood on the spot.

By the time Major Winter came over, there were only half-broken troll corpses left on the scene. He couldn't help but glance at Mr. Engineer with lingering fear. He was thinking about giving him an injection of diazepam when he saw that the latter had put down his weapon, stretched out his hand and pinched Mr. Engineer, let out a deep breath, and then said to him He smiled to himself: "I'm sorry, Major, I'm actually a bit shy about seeing blood. I always have a bipolar reaction after seeing blood."

Oh, it turns out this is bipolar disorder!

Major Winter nodded understandingly: "It doesn't matter. As long as these problems are intervened in time, they may be curable. Many of our comrades in arms have much more serious conditions than you, but as long as they take the medicine, they can live a normal life. .”

Summers knew the man was talking about drugs. In fact, not only the frontline combatants of the Community, but also the Alliance and the Empire also have a "glorious tradition" of taking various stimulants. After all, although there are no side effects for psykers, the buff does cost a lot, but the cost of drugs mass-produced by factories can be less than 50 yuan.

Mr. Engineer was happy to see that his misunderstanding continued, so he nodded and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm already starting treatment. And the doctor said it's not serious, just take some medicine and keep sleeping."

As he spoke, he swallowed a pill in front of Major Winter.

Major Winter thought this made sense. Although Mr. Engineer just now seemed to be a different person, he was directly possessed by a war maniac and started talking trash, but he still understood the truth when fighting. Not only could he cooperate with everyone in the battle, but he could also help himself as a consultant. Obviously My mind is still very clear.

If he hadn't known that the other party was an intellectual from the Engineers' Guild and had a bright future, the major would have thought of drawing Summers closer to him as his chief of staff.

Soon, soldiers came forward to inspect the corpse of the troll officer. Although the guy's head was rotten, the person's appearance could still be restored using the battle video recorder taken previously and compared with the military database. After some comparison - before the war started, Yang Xiyi had already requested the Alliance and Empire's database of important personnel of the Predator through the military committee. Since what they were asking for was not reinforcements, money or supplies, they had no reason not to give them.

"He is the leader of the Dabon Chapter. He participated in the Black Tribulation battle against Turanq in 828, and the massacre on the Baisu 18 planet against the Wamo Star Group in 826. He is a cruel bandit with a lot of blood debt, and he is a second ring 'Gladiator'. There is a bounty of 4 million faith stars! No matter life or death."

Gladiator? No wonder the flesh was so thick before and it felt like it couldn't be beaten. However, it is a surprise that he is still a ruthless gangster who is on the bounty list.

In short, with the death of the enemy's top commander and strongest thug, the battle at the scene was completely without suspense. Major Winter did not continue to make central arrangements, and allowed the five companies under his command to perform freely. Half an hour later, when Captain Parkin, the commander of E Company, reported to him, it was determined that the bodies of the looters had exceeded 1,500, and countless sand people had been killed or captured.

At this time, Major Winter had already set up his headquarters on a mobile command vehicle outside the city to discuss the next step of action with everyone. The engineer also got on the bus, but no one seemed to think anything was wrong.

"Tulon Command told us what we should do in this situation." Major Winter said to the company commanders: "The three passes and tunnels connecting to Mount Kiliro have been planted with bombs. Once the enemy If the attack on Tulon is not successful, the bombs will be activated to cut off their retreat."

All the officers nodded. They have all met the young Akinayama Hachiman, and they know that he is a "Moon Man" and has the support of the highest level. In this three-acre area of ​​Xinyumen, the word "Chief of Staff" is pronounced as "Commander" of.

"The bombs are all hidden. Of course, it doesn't matter even if they are discovered. Our next task is to rush to Gray Fog Valley, meet up with the 311th Battalion of the 12th Marine Division on the road, and then set up defenses in the south of the valley. Block the enemy's retreat. Gather them and annihilate them in the wilderness at the northern foot of Mount Kililuo. As for the Black Dragon Gorge and Cold Wind Pass, other friendly troops will also rush over."

In fact, so far, the support troops from Japan, excluding volunteer troops such as the Red Maple Factory Volunteer Army, the Marine Corps alone has reached eight battalions with more than 5,000 people. Not to mention that they are all elite troops from the Hell Paratrooper Division like Major Winter's command, but at least they are regular troops with extensive training and complete equipment.

In addition, in order to ensure smooth command from the New Yumen side. These marine battalions are drawn from various legions, and the largest officers are majors like Winter, so there is no problem of coming over to seize the class and seize power.

Even before the war started, Akinayama Hachiman had placed six of the eight marine battalions in the south of the mountain range. He had set up barracks along the oases and settlements, and stockpiled a considerable amount of supplies, as if he had already prepared to take the enemy's retreat. get ready.

But in this way, there were only two battalions near Tulong, and this arrangement was too much.

"Let's carry it out like this." Akinayama Hachiman, who is written as chief of staff and read as commander, pushed up his glasses and faced a large number of military ranks equal to his own. On average, he was fifteen years older than himself, and his qualifications were even four or five years higher than his own. The officers, who were twice as strong as before, persisted in their judgment without any hint of timidity.

There is no way, although they are all on the same level, the "Moon Man" is different from the "non-professional group" where big-headed soldiers like them were born! After this battle is over, in a few years, everyone will have to call this young man "sir."

Since the people above want to support him, everyone can just implement it like this.

"Don't worry, it's enough to have two Marine battalions stationed near the city to protect important facilities. The rest of the defense can be left to the militia and volunteers. I have great confidence in their fighting spirit."

The company commanders felt that this "Moon Man" was really arrogant. Although he looks like a poker face with his eyes on his face, he is not humble at all, and he is not like his heroic classmate at all. However, now that I think about it, I can't help but be surprised. I think that I am indeed that person's classmate. As expected, if I wear eyes, I will be called a poison!

Of course, there were also those who were mature and easy to worry about and expressed their concerns about the situation in Tulong.

After all, there is an army of hundreds of thousands of sand people, and the main force of the marauders and all the heavy weapons are in that direction. You can imagine the pressure you will endure.

Major Winter said: "At least the correct information I received ten minutes ago is that the enemy has been completely intercepted on the second line of defense."

Everyone showed expressions of surprise. Major Winter said with a smile: "After this battle, we may enter a period of military change. I hope everyone is mentally prepared."

In fact, this was indeed the case. The extremely ferocious predators and their sand people were soon blocked in the crisscrossing tunnels and obstacles on the second line of defense.

At this moment, the attacker's understanding of ground warfare is still in the era of queuing to kill, but the defender has at least reached the level of a first battle. How the outcome will unfold is naturally self-evident.

Although the predators are still very brave, they are indeed unable to attack.

As a result, even the 200,000 sand people "reinforcements" stationed near Tulong City, who were indistinguishable from friends and foes, once again offered their support to the Tulong Command and asked to go south to join the battlefield. However, they were told, "You just stay here." Stay here, don’t move” order.

This time he used an ordering tone, but the "reinforcements" were more submissive.

What Major Winter didn't know was that just five minutes after he received the latest news, the 200,000 sand civilian reinforcements had already started a firefight that was noisy. However, a Marine battalion and a guard regiment had already set out on the only road between them and Tulong, so there was no trouble spreading.

However, just when he finished the impromptu military meeting and was about to hit the road again, he received another communication from the Tulong headquarters.

"The enemy chief is not on the battlefield?"

The communications soldier opposite Turon explained that after the main force of the Marauders landed, the satellites in the sky immediately locked onto the guy who was dressed like a fluffy rooster and determined that it was the opponent's supreme commander Sa. Warlord Zaka. This guy's popularity among the general public is not as good as that of the top twenty pirates on the bounty list, but he has long been blacklisted by the military intelligence agencies of various countries. With a head bonus of up to 50 million stars, he can be regarded as a very powerful person. The leader of the looters on the card.

However, as the battle became more intense, the troll general disappeared among the chaotic army.

Similarly, a black-scaled commander of the sand people, who seemed to be named Tartar Khan, had been discovered by satellite, and he also disappeared.

"They may have withdrawn from the battlefield. If they are passing in the direction of Gray Mist Gorge, they must be intercepted and killed. Life or death is not a concern." This is the explanation from Tulong Headquarters.

Of course, Major Winter was just following the order, but he said to Summers: "Are you staying in the city to rest, or are you going with us?"

Anyway, this experienced major saw that no matter whether Mr. Engineer was really schizophrenic or not, at least he definitely had special skills, and he might be a psychic. Such people, even if they are only temporary comrades, will greatly improve their sense of security.

During military operations, of course, commanders cannot bring civilians with them at will. However, it is certainly reasonable for commanders to temporarily recruit civilians with special abilities as consultants or guides.

"We'll go together." Summers agreed calmly: "However, I need to take a nap now."

"This is natural, you can rest in my command vehicle." Major Winter said. Schizophrenia should be very draining, and he understood it very well.

In order not to disturb the engineer's rest, the major went directly to the cab - there were five or six seats there anyway, so there was always a place for him to sit - and completely gave up the rear cabin to the other party.

When the cabin door closed and he was alone, Summers took a long breath, but he didn't exhale any foul air. He reached out and pressed his beating temple, an unnatural electric spark flashed in his eyes.

It's really easy for one person to control two bodies and fight at the same time. It's really easy to have a schizophrenia! Summers originally thought that by implanting a chip in his brain to assist with calculations, he should be able to cope with it, but now that he thinks about it, he is still too arrogant.

Haha, isn't it a human trait to be so arrogant? No matter how disharmonious the machine is inside my body, I am still a normal human being!

Summers looked up to the end of the sky, and then closed his eyes.

His spirit passed through an unknown transmission channel and completely took over his other "body".

As a result, in the underground ruins of Mount Kililuo, the mechanical giant's movements suddenly became much faster and more agile. The two mechanical arms drove the sharp blades, and they actually had the agility of top martial arts. It originally relied on its armament and firepower to suppress the two of them, but now it forced them into danger.

More importantly, this guy didn't seem to be worried about destroying the ruins, nor was he worried about awakening any ancient monsters. As soon as he opened the distance, the ion cannon would fire violently as if for free, forcing Ya. Xiu and Taina could only dodge separately, and now they have shrunk into the corner.

"Does this guy know our combined attack technique?" Ya Xiu felt as if his underwear was being seen by the other party, and he felt extremely ashamed.

However, the robot shook his head and said: "Unfortunately, I don't know, but I dare not take it lightly when facing you two. If you have all practiced in the Guerrilla Association, there will be such hidden dangers. I dare not take risks!"

Has this guy's personality changed again?

Damn it, my wife is in close contact with me, and now she and I are in isolation at home...