Combat subhumans are professional combat creatures that have grown up from their genetic sequences. In the face of furious firepower, the terrain is at a disadvantage, and it is still the side that was raided.

These big guys, like mountains of muscles and flesh that can move, weave and collide in the fire network formed by the Marines.

I spotted my chance, pointed at the back of the subhead, who was clearly a small boss, and fired the shaped gun at close range.

Half a huge head, along with the single warhead, was thrown out.

Even so, the mortally wounded subhuman did not stop fighting, and instead of turning around, he pushed directly to the ground, and a wall seemed to crash into the back. I narrowly avoided the impact, and coldly saw the dark shadow flickering in front of me. Knowing that this is a subhuman combo. Do not raise your arm shield below to block. The force came, and I flew out, and at the same time I heard a roar of daring rage.

I struggled to get up and saw the huge corpse lying in front of me. There were still Marines in the line of fire concentrating on the motionless pieces of meat. Presumably such a terrifying creature, the warriors were afraid that he would not die and hurt people again.

Stopping the soldiers' waste of ammunition, they looked around and saw that it was already a mess.

The battleship Thunder Mountain was invaded by only 10 submen, and it was almost destroyed by the arrival of my reinforcements, including Captain Edwin, and the bridge was torn to shreds. It was inside the bridge that this fierce battle took place.

"Sir, what next? There are no more officers on the Thunder Mountain. ”

I also sighed in my heart, such a huge ship was broken by 10 subhumans. The Branders are so powerful, can we really defeat them?

Due to the urgency of the battle, the command was unable to mobilize additional generals to control the Leishan, and the battleship Leishan sank in the explosion at 12 hours and 23 minutes.

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Although there was a tragedy of the Thunder Mountain, in the overall battle situation, our fleet did not suffer a fatal blow. On the contrary, in the continuous assault, Brand's biochemical warships suffered many losses.

The battlefield was timed for 15 hours, and the Wanwang once again became the focus of the Burlanders' assault battle. I led the elite of the landing team, standing in the sea of corpses and blood. The Marines suffered 511 casualties and 32 heavy infantry, including 71 automatic batteries, personnel carriers and various auxiliary vehicles. Our results were also quite rich, and more than 300 submen, including 12 commanding submen, remained forever in the fighting battlefield specially opened up by the Ten Thousand Kings.

Looking at the piles of corpses, as well as the muscles of the subhumans who flew away from the ** and still pulled out the throbbing subhumans, I felt sick to my stomach for a while.

"How do you deal with these things?"

Facing Roshan, I was speechless for a moment. It is estimated that it will be too heavy for the incinerator inside the Wanwang, and I am also worried that the soldiers in charge of cleaning will be overburdened.

"Find your own corpses and throw the rest into space."

I could smell the unavoidable smell of blood on the battlefield even through the respirator, and I walked away quickly after giving the order, and I didn't want to stay here for a moment.

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Faced with a heavy loss, the people of Brande appeared furious. The fleet was then attacked by biochemical warships. This move must have been very much in line with Green's intentions. It's just that our fleet still has to make a gesture of retreating in panic.

After 19 hours and 30 minutes on the battlefield, I returned to the bridge and studied the dispatch and command of the fleet with the staff officer.

Since that loss in 15 hours, the Berlanders have stopped engaging in broadside battles, but are bent on using their horrific combat ships to wipe us out of space.

At this time, the fleet completed the early performance and retreated and fled wholeheartedly. At the tail of the fleet, the Planters kept approaching, attacking again and again. Helpless about the overall speed, their attack did not threaten us.

At 26 hours and 11 minutes into the battlefield, our fleet received the first contact from the Jupiter ship group, and at this time, the fleet had actually broken away from the influence of Neptune and entered the orbit of the Jupiter system.

For about 30 hours, the people of Brande seemed to be calmer, and they were about to get out of pursuit. Grimm repeated his old tricks, and the Grand Fleet turned, striking at the flanks of the Biochemical Fleet as it prepared to evacuate. The enraged Branders fought back again.

Around 33 hours, in the Saturn system, our fleet and the Planters once again staged a trick of pursuit. During this time, the fleet again received contact from the Jupiter ship group. This time, the combat boats that were in the outer part of the fleet even spotted the shadow of Mrs. Wall's reconnaissance ship.

At 35 hours and 12 minutes, next to Saturn's ring of gravel and ice, our Neptune ship group joined the Jupiter ship group. A cheer in the communication loop.

Seeing the change in the number of our battleships, the group of ships that were following behind made a sharp halt and tried to retreat.

At 35 hours and 52 minutes, the group of ships that had withdrawn in a hurry collided headlong with the unmanned fleet that was detouring from the other side of the ring. As a result, the two most powerful forces in human civilization collided again. The explosion of light caused by the battle shone on Saturn's rings, causing them to reflect an unusually dazzling light. The supernova-like light from the starship's explosion animates the entire ring of Saturn. Viewed from the far reaches of space, Saturn's rings tend to surpass Saturn and distant stars, like giant planets bound by a rope that glows brightly.

With the silence of a large number of biochemical warships, a large amount of blood, which would never appear on a normal warship, condensed in the vicinity of the battlefield. In the intense white light, the red elements constantly intervened, and later the destruction of a large number of Brande battleships, causing the entire ring of Saturn to take on a dark red color.

The Saturn system is stained blood-red.

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After the convergence of our main fleets, they were regrouped. A large number of starships gathered around. Although the distance between each starship is about 2,000 kilometers, in this space battlefield, such a large investment of troops is like a man-made Tianhe side.

General Kramer appears on the communications screen. He told the warriors that the final moment of decisive battle had come. Now that the two most evil forces are killing each other, all I have to do is wait for one to die and the other to join the fight when the other is battered.

"It's not a battle between good and evil, and there's no chivalry or morality in it. I want all of you to remember that this is a battle for survival, for our own sake, for the sake of billions of people in the solar system, we cannot spare our hands, and we must sweep away the enemy in front of us with the momentum of beating the reservoir dogs. ”

I've noticed that the attitude of the newcomers to the Marine Corps is a bit inexplicable. But after all, this is the solar system, and it is understandable that we solar system people fight to defend our homeland and survive. They should be glad they still have their lives.

Ignores the emotions of Proxima Centauri in the party. In general, the morale of the generals of the fleet is high, and the same is true of the marines.

This is about to be the final battle, and we will only be qualified to survive in this system if we do our best to deal with the enemies who are fighting each other.

Similar meanings are constantly conveyed downward through commanders at all levels, and are reflected in the grassroots fighters with strong emotions.

In the communication circuit, the tsunami-like shouts and roars of the mountains are really a manifestation of the high morale of the soldiers.

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The battlefield is recounted.

The formation of our main fleet included the enemy ship groups of the combatants.

Due to the dense number of battleships, the contradiction that manned combat ships were afraid of strategic weapons came to the fore. We still arrange this traditional grid formation, and the battleship is fixed in the universe as a node, and the cruiser, destroyer, and combat boat are used as the main combat force to directly shuttle through the node.

The battlefield was timed for 5 hours and 10 minutes, and intelligence news revealed that the unmanned fleet had been hit hard. The battle situation deviated from the initial prediction, and the Brande ship group, which was only one-third of the unmanned fleet in terms of numbers, successfully eliminated many unmanned combat ships, and their own losses were not small, about half.

The battlefield was timed for 5 hours and 15 minutes, and the order to attack was issued. The fleet slowly moved towards the core of the battlefield with its existing formation. At 5 hours and 32 minutes, with the railgun salvo of our battleship Montenegro, the Battle of Saturn entered its final stage.

Entering the battlefield, the sight is still eye-popping. This is the side of Saturn's bad belt close to the Sun. Countless ice crystals and stones, as well as waves of methane ice reflecting scorching energy, were pulled by the gravitational tidal phenomenon, and the remains of the battlefield formed a swirling columnar band that stretched all the way to Saturn's surface.

The biochemical ships of the Brands loom in and out of the vast amount of battlefield junk and the blinding light.

"May the gods bless, this is the second time I have seen such a tragic scene since the Battle of the Imperial Planet."

Maxim muttered something as he made a religious gesture on his chest.

Verelli took a deep breath, and then he relocked his gaze to the electronic sandbox.

I scanned the bridge again and exited through the decompression door. My real job was in the Marine Corps. If I want to use all my strength, I have to be in a sidewalk environment. I understand that both Kramer and Green know what I'm capable of and what role I can play on the cosmic battlefield. I believe that I will not just observe this battle.

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The order to attack again was about 14 hours and 50 minutes on the battlefield. The Kings were ordered to launch a ship-wide assault, followed by countless assault boats. Under the fierce collision and the salvo of the Marking's proud rapid artillery array, he crashed headlong into the belly of a massive carapace battleship.

I don't know how this type of ship is classified among the Branders, but anyway, through brain perception, I found this enemy ship that constantly emits dense spirit wave commands. I seriously suspect that this is the deeply hidden flagship of the Branders. The command agreed with me and immediately assigned the Manking, along with all the fleet's land forces, to engage the enemy's suspected flagship. At the same time, the entire fleet went into action, and did not hesitate to expose a third of its strength for this broadside battle. If at this time the Poles concentrated on the use of strategic weapons, we would have suffered heavy losses.

The battle is imminent, and I don't care about anything else, and I concentrate on the upcoming boarding battle.

With the emergency release of the accelerator and the condensation of the filler at the boarding port, the heavy chariots lined up in the front line regularly opened their spider-like legs and began to advance. In a blinding blast, the reactive armor on the front of a heavy tank burst open, followed by a series of flashes, leaving cracks and deep pits in the inclined armor plates of its main body. Immediately, the heavy chariot fell to the side, and the follow-up infantry did not have time to come to the rescue, and the chariot exploded, turning into countless fragments and hitting the body of the nearby chariot, causing a piercing knocking sound.

Immediately the group of chariots we released also launched a counterattack, the line of fire shuttled intensively, the explosions continued to produce and disappear, countless shrapnel flew in the air, when the storm of dust and debris dispersed. Revealing the crustacean behemoth, we realized that this time we had really encountered the main force of the land battle of the Berlanders.

Able to withstand direct attacks from powerful railguns, the plasma-like attack fire fired by the Behemoth can easily penetrate reactive armor. Everything is boiling hot in chaos and disorder, and as chariots and behemoths face each other, the infantry and the crushers are also in one place. The infantry relied on the defense of the heavy infantry to strike at the defending sub-men from the flanks or through the gaps of the hoplites.

Instead of participating in the assault battle in the first place, I led a pre-selected elite unit to lurk in the corners of the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity. With the advent of dense command bioelectric signals, I took someone to touch it. The 22 carefully selected soldiers with mental toughness and talent, under the protection of special shielding helmets, were able to withstand the strongest mental shock of the commanding subhuman before they died, which was the main reason why I formed such a unit.

Navigating the battlefield and avoiding enemy attacks to find weaknesses to attack their commanders is not so easy to accomplish, even with the help of my brain domain perception. After several rounds and the sacrifice of 5 soldiers, we finally made a bloody way to the commanding subhumans who were responsible for guarding the line of defense at the breach.

With the explosion and the roar of the subhumans, all the human soldiers on the battlefield were affected by the impact. The Fighting Asians, on the other hand, were thrown into disarray by this final roar. Two more of the 17 surviving fighters did not survive. As we smashed the corpses of the Command Subhumans, the lines of the Fighting Subhumans at the breach finally broke down.

Immediately the Marine Corps began to advance.

Numerous assault boats invaded the interior of enemy ships from all directions.

The interior of the Brande warship is different from the polished floors, muted bulkheads, and ubiquitous artificial lighting that we are familiar with. It's like the body of some kind of creature, and the lighting will also secretly bring a strange feeling. Under the gaze of the eyes, which were constantly staring at our illumination, the troops cautiously advanced along several major passages.

Due to the disparity in combat power between the two combat units, even a single subhuman sneak attack, or harassment, will cause a lot of damage. The prudence of the troops was not timidity, but the most basic measure to ensure morale and victory.

Many times, I had to move from one passage to another, taking 15 warriors into surprise battles around important nodes, and as the number of warriors following me dwindled, so did the number of commanding subhumans who lost in my hands. Gradually, I discovered some tricks for dealing with these subhumans, and in a few raids, I was able to completely wipe them out before they could even unleash a psychic shock.

Even if I had a new approach, the attrition of the soldiers around me was inevitable, and later, it was my own guard squad that followed me to attack, and only two of the special soldiers were seriously injured and saved their lives.

It's been a long time since I've experienced such a big battle. In the feeling, I returned to the battlefield under the Martian Tarsis, that hellish place, in the midst of blood and fire, the scene of the desperate battle returned.