I've got the induction and fragmentation grenades ready, and at the last moment I plan to use them to kill my own life and kill as many subhumans as I can. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the distance, a clear and powerful bioelectric impulse signal from the last sapient subhuman was heard.

You don't need special analysis to understand that this is an order for total supply.

The sub-people present and in the distance roared in unison.

The whistling sound was deafening.

I noticed that the eyes of the nearby subhumans turned blood-red to dark red, and anger, murderous intent, and many other emotions erupted in them.

It's ridiculous to say, it's us who should be outbursting in anger now, not these inexplicable things, what are they angry about?

The heavy, shrill sound of anti-materiel rifles is especially piercing amid the roar.

This must have been an attack by Lieutenant Colonel Berg.

I can guess he must be waiting for the last commanding sub-man to show his praise.

Did it work?

The shock wave, which was several times more intense than the previous four spirit pulse waves, spread around. I had prepared for it, but I still felt the shock of the bioelectric impulse, which almost shook my resolve to die.

There was a wail, and then look at the surrounding sub-people, they are no longer cruel and tyrannical before, they are like wild dogs that have been wounded, whining and tossing on the ground.

Gunshots rang out one after another, and it was the surviving warriors who were seizing the last chance to clear out these vicious enemies.

I also reacted, dragged my lame leg, and raised it with my almost de-empowered left hand, I don't know who it was with an assault rifle, and walked towards the nearest subhuman.

He noticed my approach, too, but the pain kept him tossing and wailing instead of being able to respond effectively.

I can probably relate to their pain, which is similar to how I felt when I first experienced the Command Subhuman Psychic Shock. Unprepared, they didn't immediately become brain dead due to excessive stimulation, and they could be regarded as mentally strong.

Without how to aim, it was continuously stimulated at the center of the eyebrows, and the subhuman, who was blurred with flesh and blood, twitched and became a muscular corpse.

One, two, three, continuous stimulation, in the face of unresisting prey, I have a refreshing feeling of revenge.

When the fifth, and last subhuman next to me, was killed, cheers erupted all around. What I didn't expect was that so many people survived.

Finally, under such a tragic battle, I was not the only one who lived, which was so important to me that tears couldn't help but wet my neckline.

Back at the headquarters, Staff Officer Lin, who had been separated by the impact of the explosion, was busy inside.

Staff Officer Lin: "Sir! It's great that you survived, it's a miracle, we did a miracle. ”

Looking at Staff Officer Lin with an excited face, although I was also very happy in my heart, I couldn't be too excited. We have paid too much for this so-called miracle.

Count casualties, inspect the battlefield, and search for missing people.

After the basic data came out, Staff Officer Lin couldn't laugh. A total of 517 fighters from our squadron who participated in the fighting in the 16th sector survived, and with me and him, a total of 93 people. Even if some survivors are found in the future, the number of survivors will not change much.

With the strength of almost one infantry regiment, we resisted the attack of less than 300 sub-men, and the result was a defeat for both sides, can this really be considered a victory?

The warriors who went out to find the snipers reported that the sniper unit was completely wiped out, and they basically died in the counterattack of the commanding subhumans before they died. Lieutenant Colonel Berg's body was found next to the last commanding subman. How exactly he managed to touch such a close distance without being noticed is unknown. When he delivered the final blow, he must have known that at this distance, he would not be able to escape the counterattack before death, but he still pulled the trigger without hesitation.

This is the real battlefield hero.

Salute to the corpse of Lieutenant Colonel Berg in the video, this victory belongs to him, and it is he who saves everyone in the last moments.

I suddenly realized that I was the only one left in the special operations team that participated in the operation deep underground on Mars.

I'm really an ominous fellow, and some of the good temperaments I had just had are gone.

Shortly after the destruction of the Berlandeans, news came from the Jupiter fleet that Proxima Centauri had mobilized the remaining land forces from Mars and was about to launch an attack on the Titans.

Plans to probe the depths of the Titan ship, which were being prepared, ran aground again.

With the death of Lieutenant Colonel Berg, I became the chief of the ship's defensive operations. In line with the concept of steady and steady, I focused my defense on the 16th area, which I was most familiar with, and placed heavy troops at the key entrances in the rear area of the Titan. The devils don't want to directly invade the rear area, the only thing they can do is to gather forces in the front of the Titan ship, and find an opportunity to break through Area 16 to be able to clear us out.

Since the opponent has been replaced by a devil, I expect to be attacked by regular mechanized weapons and real artillery, and I think Mars will ask for a lot of cover materials and heavy weapons to support it.

However, it is difficult to quench the thirst of the distant water, and in the face of the attack of the devil from the Martian landing force, I have no bottom in my heart.

Five hours after the end of the Borg's total, Proxima Centauri launched a very large-scale fleet strike operation against the Titans, and the Jupiter fleet starships attached to the Titan had to withdraw.

The rear route of the assault force on the ship was completely cut off.

After two hours of preparation, the devil's invasion at the back of the Titan saw ended in failure. He instead assembled at the front of the ship.

From the reconnaissance unit and from my own perception, I know that we will be dealing with a mixed force that has always had tanks, heavy tanks, heavy infantry, attack aircraft, and artillery.

It is estimated that only the interior of the Titan ship can withstand the toss of such a large scale of marine forces.

Sigh to sigh, the structure of the devil unit immediately made me realize that it was impossible to hold it. In the face of heavy artillery and three-dimensional attacks by attack aircraft, the boarding units lacking heavy bunkers had no possibility of holding their positions, even if the terrain in Area 16 was narrow.

In the nick of time, I changed my strategy and decided to break it up.

Mobilized a company to defend the power room, and told them that once they couldn't hold the power room, they would directly detonate the entire Titan ship, and don't leave the devils with the main force of our fleet.

Then I planned to make up all available light infantry formations of nearly 700 men, and organized them into dozens of guerrilla units, large and small, and sent them to various positions on the ship to carry out harassment operations.

And I myself took a combat squad of veterans, equipped with the most complete weapons and the most fueled jetpack.

I'm going to try to use my perception to touch the devil's headquarters.

Although the so-called miracle generally can't be relied on too much, but in the current state, we have no future without miracles, and I have to give it a go.

Find out the 16th area and observe the newly arrived reinforcements of the devils nearby. What I have seen is that the army has always been disciplined, whether it is marching or stationing, it is a meticulous professional army. They strictly left the headquarters behind the troops, and the close coordination between the various units made it impossible to erase the back of the devil army even if they had the ability to perceive the brain domain.

As the vanguard of the Devils approached Area 16, I found myself unable to find an opportunity to accomplish the great cause of beheading the commander of the army. From the meticulous attitude of the devil soldiers and the indifferent application, I understand that no trick will work against such an elite army.