Interstellar Railway: Start to Build a Foundation

Black Tower Space Station, Black Tower’s office.

When the voices of the ghosts talking to Atanis and the others sounded.

March 7 has finally arrived.

The moment when the ghost story is about to end.

At this time.

She admired the first person to tell a ghost story. Maybe it’s a real ghost.

March 7 finally got the courage.

She first let the afterlight cover a small part of the screen, and after making sure that there was nothing white in the picture, she slowly moved her gaze.

However, even so, she is always ready to turn her head ~ back at any time.

Until Atanis and the others completely left the ghost place, she finally dared to look directly at the picture.

“It’s finally over! All right! ”

“This girl is not afraid of ghosts!”

After that, she didn’t forget to straighten her chest and meet Bai Xuan’s spoiled gaze, with a proud face:

“Xiaobai, at this time, don’t you want to give some rewards to the brave pioneers?”

So, Bai Xuan held March Seven’s cheeks, and his eyes met and his warm snort hit each other’s faces.

Close your eyes and start rewarding.

A moment later.

Lips parted from lips, and Bai Xuan suddenly found a blind spot.

March Seven was lying on himself just now, and he felt that it was nothing.

But at this time, as soon as she stood up, the duck sat on her lap.

Suddenly, the posture was a little bad.

Even the “young” Black Tower was a little unable to stand at this time, and kept coughing on the side.

“Star” immediately understood the current situation.

She took a disposable cup, took some hot water, brought it to the black tower, and said with concern:

“Drink plenty of hot water.”

Black Tower: “? ”

……

Parallel universe, Keha IX

Now.

Keha’s neon is flashing.

In the communication system of the expeditionary corps, commanders at all levels communicate with each other and synchronize progress.

The corps commander “satellite”, looking at the planet below the general flagship, his face was neither joyful nor sad, only slightly regretful.

– Another planet completely destroyed by the unclean.

Just like Tyron, who was destroyed under the swarm a long time ago.

But at this time, he is no longer the helpless teenager who faced the insect tide and only knew how to wait for death stupidly.

At this moment, he has gone from a small role rescued by the foundation to the commander of the Grand Army.

And right at his feet.

Countless shells were fired from the starship’s muzzle and poured towards the surface of the planet.

They streaked across the sky with crimson trails, weaving a red canopy that changed the color of the sky.

Keha surface.

The violent explosions continued one after another, lasting for hours without stopping.

In the bombardment zone, the air was filled with a high concentration of Blackwood’s tear steam.

Even the tall unclean person who stays here for a long time, even if it does not disintegrate immediately, will be debuffed by countless layers.

The high temperature and pressure generated by the explosion caused the surface to churn and the air to transpire.

Even if it is a few kilometers away, it has not yet become an old village in the bombing zone.

Cracks also continued to develop in the old masonry walls, which soon collapsed one after another.

Formerly a thriving business district, a calm residential area…

Remnants of these old civilizations.

In addition to being specifically marked, there may be several false god clues.

Everything else.

In the trembling and mournful sound of the earth, pieces turned into ruins.

The Legion Commander watched all this, his face calm.

Recently.

After the spiritual masters completed the excavation and archaeology of the ruins of the center of the world.

A high-profile meeting was urgently called.

All senior generals are required to attend.

At the meeting, the psionic masters gave a complete and detailed report on this operation.

At the end of the meeting, the administrator once again emphasized the attitude and approach that should be adopted towards unclean people.

– Put away sympathy, put away pity, in the most decisive, cold, and rapid way, let them die!

Subsequently, the commander of the First Expeditionary Legion made self-criticism in public, and deeply reflected and reviewed.

Seeing that there were no casualties, and that many corps commanders had spoken out to protect him, Lord Ranger did not hold him accountable. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

After that meeting.

Every participant in the Great Expedition, from top to bottom, inside and out, whether commander, soldier or cook.

We all know that there was a Legion Commander who confronted the Lord Ranger and conducted a self-examination, only because his understanding of the unclean was biased.

On this basis.

Everyone already knows that the huge body of the unclean is actually an eternal prison that imprisons the souls of the victims.

And all they have to do is to liberate these poor people and let their souls rest in peace.

The trembling of the hull stopped for the time being.

This is a sign that the starship has stopped shelling.

But this does not mean the end of fire preparation.

Instead, it is a sign of switching the type of ammunition to incendiary bombs.

Five minutes later, munitions carrying special incendiary agents then fell from the sky, turning large areas into a sea of fire.

As the gunfire from the starship shifted forward, the landing ship transported armored units and corps to the surface.

“Krieger, all bayonets, veterans prepare shovels!”

“Coordinate with armored units to clean up the unclean!”

The commander of Krieger’s Death Corps came to the front with his men.

The residual heat of the ground has not yet dissipated, and there is floating earth everywhere, and every step is like stepping on the hot snow.

There was a large amount of black-gray soot floating in the air.

Toxic gases formed by incomplete combustion obscure the view.

The bodies of the victims left behind by the unclean were purified in the flames.

Although the environment here is harsh, the intensity of the battle may be the lowest in the history of the Death Corps.

If it weren’t for twenty expeditionary legions, march in twenty ways to clean up the natural disasters of the unclean.

Then, this corps may not even have the opportunity to land on the surface of the planet.

This is not to say that the foundation is rushing forward.

In fact, the twenty expeditionary legions have a fixed contact time, and they know each other’s coordinates of the universe in which they live.

As soon as a legion discovers that something is wrong, it will immediately shake the person.

But.

All the way to clean up, except for the first planet was just unclean.

For the rest, civilization, not to mention the destruction, has been destroyed for hundreds of years.

The clue of the false god is broken!

And the planet they are on has only been invaded for less than fifty years.

On this planet, there is a good chance that they will find traces of false gods!

The moment the order was heard, all the Krieger soldiers immediately acted according to the commander’s order.

They took out their bayonets and mounted it under the muzzle in almost synchronous movements.

Subsequently, in tactical groups, they followed next to the armored units.

Without a trace of hesitation or hesitation, he entered the war zone where there was still a residual warmth.

From the sky.

A thick line, maintaining a constant speed, followed behind the moving bombardment zone.

In distant times, there is a professional term – “barrage Xu Jin”.

Merely.

At that time, artillerymen fired shells hundreds of meters in front of the infantry, providing fire cover for the infantry.

And now, the cover of the ground unit advance has been replaced by a starship in the universe, and the distance between the two has reached more than ten kilometers.

Soon after, the corps commander “satellite” finally heard good news from his subordinates.

Krieger, discovered an underground permanent fortification.

And, a couple of living people were dragged out of it!

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The sand sculpture author Qingchuang returned, and the person was about to faint in pain.

Now people are falling into a collapse (meaning that the knees cannot be bent).

It hurts so much that I can’t sleep (referring to today’s codeword until I can fall asleep).

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