As for what is happening inside Avalon, as well as the huge fleet that is unfolding in the orbit of Mars, Green and others have come to the conclusion that the Bowlers had premeditated the attack on Avalon after research and the verification of the central intelligence system of the Wanwang. Not only did they have to prepare infiltrators in advance to wait around Avalon, but they also had to arrange for the fleet to move towards the Martian system. Even with such an existence as a super will, it is impossible to prepare everything in a short period of time, and since this is the case, the attack of the Branders on the Jupiter system has become less simple. Judging by the conclusions of Wei Leili and others, this is more like a feint.

Mrs. Wall must have been in ambush all over the solar system with scouting eyeliners. When they detect an attack on Jupiter's system, they will be overwhelmed, and this is a great opportunity for the Branders to attack.

"It's really unwilling. We have paid so much sacrifice in the defensive war, and it turns out that for the people of Brand, it doesn't matter whether it is victory or defeat. Why don't they attack Mercury or some other planetary system?! ”

Jasmine's unwilling sorrow is very much in line with my current mood. I couldn't help but nod my head.

"That's the difference between a giant and an ant."

Green's answer was even more infuriating.

"You really can't speak, how can you compare yourself to an ant!? Even if you are the deputy commander, you can't talk so much. ”

At the military meeting of the Wanwang, in the face of Jasmine's accusations, Green's face was flat.

"Ants have to have the consciousness of ants, although they are a worm, but they imagine themselves as goshawks all day long, can they really eat insectivorous finches in turn?"

Green's spicy and sarcastic metaphor made Jasmine almost go on an all-out martial arts run, and if it hadn't been for Harding's capture of the smaller body, perhaps she would have knocked Grimm on his back like a humanoid cannonball.

Having looked up at the heavens and comparing the Kings with myself, I could roughly understand what Grimm meant. In fact, the so-called classification of size and importance, is a man-made thing, and is not an indispensable element for the development of facts. If we want to deal with the difficulties of the moment more efficiently, we need to put aside these things that affect our judgment.

I suppressed the anger that swelled in my heart, and the matter of the plans of the people of Brande had nothing to do with my actions for the time being, and it was better to focus on what was not there, and it was better to focus on the present.

For the underground space, the support of the Wanwang can be said to be non-existent, and I can only use this giant ship as a mobile supply base on the ground. Because it was a negotiation, the Marine Forces did not attack all of them. Now my available troops add up to only about 2,000 men, which is equivalent to half a brigade. Even with the enhancement of the reformed soldiers, half of the brigade must be extremely precise in the use of force if it wants to change the low and messy situation. The first priority was to get in touch with Zeratul to see if he could use the two thousand men as surprise soldiers to surprise the rebellious Mrs. Wall.

As for our opponents, according to Green's judgment, it is not just the rebellious Lady Wall, but more likely a combination of the Wolf Mechanized Infantry and the Brandians. When I thought of the appearance of the two strongest forces in the human world joining forces to fight together, I couldn't help but feel numb in my scalp, and I wondered why the enemies God had chosen for me were so powerful.

According to the current understanding, the Marines are not in a hurry to attack, but need to lurk through a vast network of low bunkers to a position where they can quickly attack at any time, and it is crucial to send a small team to contact Zeratul to communicate and coordinate with the enemy. I believe that a surprise soldier from the solar system will be enough to change the course of events.

As for the possibility of Zeratul's defeat, we did not discuss it at all, because in that case, the solar system would inevitably fall into the hands of the Branders, and the strongest resistance force would be lost, and the rest would inevitably perish, and what we could do was to immediately lay down our arms and live in seclusion in the corners of the solar system, so that it would be more practical for the Branders not to kill them all.

One hour later, the 2,000-strong Marines set out and went to the depths of the bunker.

One and a half hours later, a special detachment of me and four other reformed warriors headed to Avalon's starship sortie, from where they returned to Avalon again, trying to find Zeratul in the melee.

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There was silence in the vast passageway, and this abnormal peace was a sign of the intensity of the fighting in the depths of the earth. Even the guard robots that guarded the passage were sent out, and it was conceivable that the battle had reached the point where the winner could be decided at any time.

"What if they both lose? Even with the support of the unmanned fleet, if the strength of the other party is too weak, won't we have no fun? ”

A transformation warrior asked in the midst of a rapid leap forward.

I think he must be representing not only himself, but also other transformation warriors.

"It doesn't matter. Mrs. Wall is different from us and the Branders in that their equipment and combat ships are expendable, and the main thing is to control the center of the weapon, and the production capacity to quickly replenish the lost. So as long as Zeratu can finally win, no matter what kind of losses he has suffered, he can make up for it in a short time. ”

"But why is it different from the Branders, aren't they also a large number of combat units, which is dizzying?"

"The advantage of the Polish people is growth, maybe they can give birth to thousands of troops at a time, but after all, they do not appear out of thin air, but need to be cultivated and grown, so although the combat strength of the combat sub-people is terrifying, and the number is even more desperate, they cannot be replenished in a short time, and they have to wait for a long time to re-breed a group of qualified fighters, so only the recovery ability is compared, and Mrs. Wall is unmatched."

As he spoke, the peaceful atmosphere around him was finally broken. My perception is the strongest, and I have sensed that the bad breath is coming from the shadows. Signal your comrades to separate and prepare to meet the enemy. A streamer flashed, and when we had just separated and were looking for cover, the plasma cannon with an arc of light hit the empty space, digging a large pit with a diameter of 5 to 6 days on the surface of the concrete passage. Look at the scene of the crater still steaming and the surface of the pit as smooth as glass. While scolding the Brandians for being despicable, I took the lead in attacking, thinking that the attacking battle subhumans rushed forward.

This was a standard squad-to-squad encounter, and on the side of the Brandes, a reconnaissance group of two combat sub-men appeared, with no commanding sub-humans nearby. One of them is my old critic Salaman.

"Hey, old friend, I'm Zhao Ping, we've met, you should remember, can't you just let us go?"

Then the twisted phrase of the solar system came, "I'm sorry, I thought we could always be friends!" Don't worry, I will respect you and give you a good time. ”

I am very sorry that the simple Salaman saved my life, and I really don't want to see him shed blood under my attack.

But the battlefield is ruthless, and mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself, and I don't want my comrades-in-arms to be hurt undeservedly because of me, so I have to grit my teeth and rush towards Salaman, who is only a few meters away from me.

The fight ended in lightning, and I missed Salaman's resistance to explosive power, as he had the power to fight back under the blows of my shaped spray gun. But that was the end of the trouble my old friend had, as I sideways avoided the swing of the giant claw, and the close burst of the Shaped Spray Gun made Salaman's chest bloom, and he stared at me with those ugly eyes as the pool of blood on the ground grew.

"I'm sorry." I say this from the bottom of my heart.

There was a gurgling sound in his throat, and I couldn't make out what he was saying. I saw him shake his head at me, and even smiled, as if to say, "Don't be sad, we'll see you on the other side." ”

Suddenly, I felt like I had lost my old friend.

Sadness comes from there.

Shalaman had closed his eyes, and he had left with a smile on his face.