The front end of the "Selene" space station.

The last garrison built a line of defense with mobile bunkers, and the high-concentration particle beams of long-range rifles fired at the target, burning the inner walls of the space station to a pulp.

The trio hid behind a repair robot, and their bunker was almost overwhelmed. Patrick found a control panel and used the frenzied invasion to unlock the area's defenses.

The fort was activated, and the garrison at the front was instantly wiped out. They moved to the nearest mobile bunker under the cover of a casemate, Patrick unfolded the barrel, snooped behind the bunker, aimed at the guard armed with a long-range rifle, pulled the trigger. The sound and sheer power of the anti-materiel sniper rifle is enough to terrify the enemies present, and the target will bloom with brilliant red flowers and then break in two.

If you hit the head, the effect will be completely different.

Gradually, the enemy forces were suppressed. Patrick saw that it was not only the garrison, but also the engineers and other personnel who had not had time to evacuate to engage them with guns, he had assumed that these people were somewhat trained, but when he looked closely, even the hand holding the gun was shaking.

The result is the same, they are enemies, and Patrick will kill them eventually. But this nature was only slightly better than the slaughter of unarmed civilians, he knew it. But he would not stop, nor would he stop pulling the trigger, one bullet after another pierced the enemy's body, and he was already insensitive to the crimson in front of him.

There were more and more floating corpses, like a pond of stagnant water, full of fish that had been eaten by monsters, broken and broken, with no head or tail in sight. The tight front gradually becomes chaotic, and when death spreads, so does fear. Some began to flee, frantically seeking a way out.

"Patrick, a medium-sized unit is approaching fast. "Seeing that they were about to break through the defensive line, the madness suddenly reported the enemy's reinforcements.

A blade sliced through the inner wall of the station, and air quickly drained through the opening. They cling to mobile bunkers to avoid being thrown into the universe.

The medium-sized mech in human form entered the space station, and the broken inner wall was quickly closed again. The mecha's arm protruded from the blade, and the heat made the blade red. With a particle cluster weapon on its shoulder, its firepower should not be underestimated.

"MS-N, Southern Union's combat mech," said Madness, the data displayed in Patrick's head-up display, "The product that has only been developed in recent years has a reputation that is not as good as the AA series." ”

"Hmm......" Patrick watched through the scope.

"Well, the internal skeleton refers to the human body, and the body moves in a similar way to a human being, even the head is designed. Madness said, the sarcasm in his tone was obvious, "How do you say it...... It's not so much a military industry as a work of art. ”

"Yes......"

MS-N nimbly dodged the battery's attack, swung its sword, slashed it off, and then turned to aim for the other, gathering the energy of the cluster cannon and melting the battery with a single shot.

Patrick pulls the trigger, and MS-N turns back to defend with a shield on his arm, bouncing off the bullet. It straightened itself and rushed towards them.

"Dispersed. Patrick ordered, jumped back, raised his sniper rifle in mid-air, and locked onto the MS-N. Seeing this, the target immediately used a shield to protect the position of the cockpit of the upper body.

The mad contempt is not unreasonable. Patrick deflected the crosshair slightly, pulled the trigger, and the bullet pierced MS-N's left knee, breaking one leg, and the plane immediately lost its balance and slammed into the inner wall of the space station.

The enemy's reaction was fairly quick, and the fallen MS-N immediately aimed its cluster cannon at Patrick, and the particle beam on the left was successfully launched, while the right one was preemptively broken by the G41 before it could be launched, and the explosion destroyed the head of the mech, and the right arm was also removed.

Patrick reloaded his rifle, and he was left with only two magazines, which had to be finished as soon as possible. The destruction of the head of the MS-N was equivalent to the loss of vision, and the pilot opened the cockpit door and controlled the fuselage to get up. A chainsaw stretched out from under the shield on his left arm, and the smoking cluster cannon ejected and was unloaded.

There were electric sparks in the cabin, and the attack of the G41 just now also affected the cabin, so this guy is going to fight to the death, right......

The thrust of the MS-N's thrusters lifted it into the air again, its chainsaw in front of it, ready to slash at its target. Patrick stayed put, searching the gap through his rifle's scope. The chainsaw slashed, Patrick pulled the trigger, and immediately activated the force field shield to block the opponent's attack. The chainsaw nearly cuts through the force field shield, and Patrick is thrown out by MS-N's massive force, but it is not a big deal.

His attack hit the driver in the abdomen, and although it passed through the controller first to lighten the momentum, it was fatal enough. The dying pilot still tried to turn the mech, but the MS-N's thrusters had already been smashed by the G41, the engine emitted black smoke, and the vent could no longer emit flames.

After dealing with the garrison, the trio rounded the central hall, followed by a pile of instruments for recording, arranged in three rows. The contents of the records are unknown, and the equipment was vandalized, presumably by the staff when they left. There are two passages on either side of the instrument, which converge at the very front, and there is no doubt that the main control room of the "Selene" is located.

They entered the passage, and Patrick scanned it, marking a figure around the corner where the passage converged. It seemed that the workers who had not had time to retreat were still huddled there with a pistol.

These poor people just want to live, and he pulls the trigger for it. Since he is a threat, Patrick will not let him go.

Patrick spun around and screamed and shot the workers who tried to sneak up on them, but Patrick kicked the pistol away first, and his right hand popped out his Hidden Blade, stabbing him in the throat. The worker's voice quickly became muffled, then quieted down, and his head tilted to the side of the deflated ball.

"Patrick, I can't open the door to the main control room. "You need administrator permission to open the door, I didn't find them." ”

"I see. ”

The scan just now didn't reveal anyone in the main control room, and he had an ominous premonition. Patrick slammed the door a few times, the deformed door cracked a crack, and he grabbed it with both hands and opened it with all his might.

"Well, these are the admins you're looking for. Patrick said to several floating corpses, their temples scorched.

"Ah, a bunch of innocent guys. "Looking at the communication records, the government has issued no less than ten warnings to the 'Selene' space station to immediately stop firing railguns. ”

Patrick understands the arrogance of the Yugoslav government, and it is quite funny that they stumbled at the end of the First Antarctic War and hurt themselves with hypocrisy. Fortunately, they did not change their stubborn nature, otherwise "Selene" would have poked all the countries on the earth that could be beaten.

On the contrary, some conscious people have emerged in the military of the Yugoslav Federation, which is not a good thing.

"These bastards destroyed the console and killed themselves. Patrick said.

"yes, thanks to them, we can't stop the railgun firing process. Said madly and displeasedly.

"Hmph......" Patrick exhaled, "I'll have to go the old way." ”