"That's what it is...... This is Granzang, Noblanga, and ...... And you guys, the basket that poked out when I wasn't there? Or do I have to do everything? Oh my God, when I'm not there, you guys can't even protect a rocket, the only means of transportation you have to use to get home? ”

If it were the earth, a radius of five kilometers would probably be filled with this roar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info But this is the moon, and the only radio communication is me and Darsha, so Darsha is unfortunately the only one who bears my wrath. It's not fair to her, but if I don't vent my frustration and grief, I'll be so angry that I'll blow up into a pile of debris like Yuri's military base.

After scolding, I asked Daxia what was wrong. As if my ears were being called out to me, Daxia was stunned for a moment before answering my question. She spoke in fits and starts, and only later did she become fluent.

After I infiltrated Yuri's base and instructed my troops to temporarily return to the rocket and hide, the troops were attacked by several Yuri discs in the hilly terrain, for which Noblanga had to order the troops to be reduced to zero. However, due to the inconsistency of the speed of each unit, the time for each unit to return to the vicinity of the rocket is also different.

Because of his poor physique, Daxia was the second group to arrive at the rockets, but when they arrived at the camp, they saw that Granzangm and their group had already suffered heavy losses. The rocket was half broken, corpses and debris, and the ruins of the explosion were floating in the air, and there was only more rubble available for cover. "Comrade Granzangm said that in two hours they lost hundreds of men, but they did not even know who the enemy was." I believe that, I saw a lot of discarded vehicles and aircraft, and none of them were clearly marked. "What about the corpses?" I looked up and asked, "These planes...... Also, those peacekeeping tanks are not unmanned. What about the corpses inside? Also, the soldiers in spacesuits are certainly not naked, and are they not marked in their inner clothes? ”

"This ......," Daxia was so embarrassed that he couldn't say a word. I shook my head and sighed again. I don't know when the autonomy of my comrades-in-arms will not be so low that it often causes me to sigh.

"Forget it. You go ahead and talk about what's going on next. I waved my hand wordlessly, and Darsha put away his embarrassment for a moment and continued.

Seeing the huge losses, Granzang ordered the division of his forces again. All men were to carry enough dry food, water, oxygen, and weapons and ammunition, and disperse until the enemy retreated, or when other orders were given. But after such a fierce battle, the dispersal and flight of the troops became a rout (and for today, I swear that Norblanca will never be put in the post of military commander again). Darsha and dozens of Storm Crew men were stuck in the rocket wreckage. By the time Darsha had changed into his spacesuit and was about to leave, Yuri's troops had already entered from the pierced lower level...... "I'm sorry...... It's all my fault, if I hadn't been a beat slower, Noblanca wouldn't have asked those 40 comrades to cover me, and finally ......"

This sentence shocked me for a moment. If it were me, I would never have done that! Either not to give up any comrades, rather than leaving a group of people to "cover" a communicator to retreat, which is not cost-effective; Of course, if it's a good deal, I might choose to leave him to fend for himself. Rather than bothering to save a "burden", it is better to simply think about how to avenge him.

Truly...... Not to mention Daxia, for any comrade-in-arms, I am cruel to do this, but there is no way to do it. Noblanca behaved ......

Cover...... Comrade Noblanga could not have protected Darsha for my sake. So...... Something suddenly occurred to me, and I threw the chattering Darsha in place and rushed into the rocket. Speaking of which, I should have taught them this trick. In the face of comrades-in-arms who have fallen behind and enemies who are in hot pursuit, there is a way to get the best of both worlds, in addition to not abandoning their comrades or abandoning their comrades......

Nobranga, he left Darsha as a burden. Or maybe it's too late to save someone. Anyway, in order to prevent the pursuit of the enemy army, and in order to avoid the accusations of the fighters of "abandoning their comrades", and even more afraid of the blame of Comrade Prime Minister, he also left dozens of abandoned sons to buy time for his (or rather the majority) to escape.

"Oh my God, Comrade Noblanca is really self-taught. He wasn't there when the Black Forest retreated, he was not there when he attacked the city of London, and he was still unconscious when Morocco led away the pursuing troops, but he learned this outcast tactic so quickly. I added a comment lukewarmly, and I was a little shocked. It has just been said that Noblanca is simply military blind, and now it seems that this conclusion is premature. At least Noblanca's heart is much harder and more decisive than mine.

On the periphery of the rocket are several improvised lunar shelters, all of which are in a state of water, power and oxygen cuts. A large hole was blown out of the first layer of the rocket, and the rocket was supported by the brackets sticking out around the second layer of the rocket to prevent it from falling. The oxygen system stopped, leaving only the flash of the emergency power supply, listlessly coping with the errand of illuminating the debris floating in the air. There was nothing to use in the clutter, but the staircase leading to the second floor was cut off by a blocked door, and the password pad next to it made my heart move, and I shouted to stop Daxia, who didn't know how to run around, and asked, "Did you come down from the stairs before?"

"yes, what's wrong?" Darsha turned around and saw me staring at the door in a daze, explaining, "It was just me and a few warriors inside. The enemy rushed in, but we destroyed them. Then we changed into spacesuits and rushed downstairs, but the others ......"

"So, you were captured outside?" I continued to ask. As if sensing that the atmosphere was a little solemn, Daxia nodded solemnly, pointed to a scrapped vehicle in the guide area, and said, "I was probably captured there."

"Great, I need to go up for a while." When I heard the good news, I was overjoyed. Maybe the losses weren't as bad as I thought, and if you're lucky, you'll be able to find traces of the enemy......

The idea is inherently rosy, but it has encountered some resistance. Like what...... The computer in the helmet reported that according to the detection of the telepathic remote sensing chip in the helmet, the enemy of a division was on the way, and the distance was only 20 kilometers away (I kind of admired the signal of the telepathic chip).