The rumbling of explosions, gunshots, and heavy footsteps was organized by the same intense explosions and gunfire in the doorway. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I know this is just a flashback, and soon the most elite power room garrison that serves as a reserve will be depleted, and there will be nothing to organize the devils to take this place. As for the sappers who are carrying out the armor plate dismantling operations outside the ship, or the technical soldiers who are busy gathering in the engine control room, they cannot be used as normal combat power.

They are all elites in their respective professions, but if they are really given guns, it is estimated that they are only at the level of ordinary 3-month recruits.

What we are facing now is by no means the vast majority of third-rate marine soldiers who have been converted into crew members since entering the ship, but professional land combat units in the true sense.

Even if I am at my level and have the ability to perceive the brain domain, it may be able to play a role in a small battle, but once the opponent is replaced by a group of troops, the small trick of personal bravery and perception is really very limited.

Suddenly, Staff Officer Lin rushed up and snatched my gun.

"Sir, don't think about it, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers!"

“......”

"Lieutenant Colonel, the liaison boat has been prepared, and I will take it here. You're a strategically capable person who can make a bigger difference, and you shouldn't be compromised here. ”

Looking at Staff Officer Lin, who was eagerly telling me, I felt the urge to laugh.

When did I become an old general with gray hair in an entertainment drama?

Didn't get my pistol back because I didn't have suicidal thoughts anymore. As for the liaison boat, I didn't even think about it. If I want to leave my comrades-in-arms who lived and died together and flee alone, maybe the weak rookie in the past can accept it, but now I can't do it.

It is better to die than to abandon one's companions. It's not an oath or a constraint of chance, and it has nothing to do with morality, it's the sustaining of the spirit on which I live. Since I was rescued by those comrades-in-arms who sacrificed their lives one by one, my life does not belong to me, I have things that must be done, and there are areas that can never be touched, all of which are not based on reason, but decided from the beginning.

Thinking of this, my mind stabilized. Walked straight to the side of the weapons cabinet and picked up the shaped gun and the single warhead.

"Sir!"

Staff Officer Lin cried out in despair. Outside, there was a loud explosion that shook the floor, so much so that we had to swap broken steps to really stand on our feet.

"Needless to say, I'm not a person who knows myself, but if I leave my brothers who fought together, it certainly won't work. It's up to you to use the liaison boat, remember, it's not for you to escape, it's for you to send back the information on the battles inside the ship. Here are the fighting characteristics of the Branders, important strategic information, which must be ensured to be in the hands of the higher-ups. ”

While I was preparing my infantry armor and making sure that the weapons were in order, I grabbed the frag grenade and smart grenade in my hand.

Next, I want to let the so-called devil elites see what a real special operation is and how to call it an elite.

The footsteps were far away. It was a small consolation for me that Staff Officer Lin was able to leave smoothly. After all, because of my relationship, it's good to be able to escape one more person.

I sat in the command chair and turned the chair in the direction of the alloy door.

It's really a little ridiculous.,Isn't this the way the final boss in the game appears.。

But if you think about it, although my ability is not very useful for the army against the army, I can definitely be regarded as a real boss when facing a single soldier.

Okay, let me be a legend in the Devil Army.

As he cheered himself up, he stared at the shattered alloy door and the small black dots that flew in through the smoke.

Fragmentation grenades and flashbangs.

Naturally, I'm not going to sit there stupidly and not move. At the moment the door broke, I was already rolling backwards with the back of my chair, using the cover of the chair and console to avoid the glare and debris.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the civilians of the five command headquarters rushing forward with guns.

"Stupid, get down!"

Even if they heard my shouts, they couldn't respond properly. Intense white light flashed, followed by the explosion of fragmentation grenades, and the muffled sound of corpses being thrown and landed.

I don't deserve the death of five people, but I have to accept the fact that I have to. The current battlefield is not a place for them to exert their strength, no matter how good the intelligence is organized, no matter how good the memory and judgment are, the inappropriate use of tactics will make them a dish in the eyes of others. From the moment the door was broken, their fate was already sealed, even if they followed my advice and did not go out immediately to die, they would become targets in the subsequent firefights.

As the Devil Assault Warrior strode into the room, I reined in my thoughts, since I want the Devil to pay, I must let them know the pain, even if I can't escape death in the end, I must let the Devil know that the Martian Defense Force is not easy to mess with.

It felt much lighter, and the weight of the commander suddenly disappeared. Ever since I learned that I had been defeated, that sense of self-blame no longer bothered me.

Now I am not a commander, not even an officer, but a fighter. As long as I take care of the enemy in front of me, there will be no mistakes, and my mental power is extremely concentrated at this moment.

The brain domain perception is fully activated, and the 6 devils who rushed in are as if they had seen them in person. Two of them moved significantly faster than the average person.

They rushed forward quickly, and the two fighters hiding behind the communication station tried to shoot at the devils under cover, but they were shot in the head at close range as soon as they popped their heads.

In addition, the lady officer in charge of communications wanted to attack them from the side with a rifle. The two devils turned around at the same time, raising their guns and shooting at a speed several times faster than that of the lady officer.

The poor lady officer had blood on her forehead, neck, chest, and shoulders, and the dark red snow cave was shocking.

After completing the two attacks, the speed of the two devils suddenly slowed down, as if in slow motion compared to before.

Sure enough, it's a drug devil.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you.

I had expected them to have a hard stun after the second blow.

Approaching the devils, it was too wasteful to use a spray gun, and the military dagger stabbed from the bottom up at the excuse of the helmet and cuirass.

With the splash of blood, the dagger got stuck in the vertebrae. The devil's head was tilted weakly to the side.

With the help of a planned move, I came to the second drug addict, and the butt of the airbrush shot out in an instant. The blow from the butt of the gun, which was accelerated by the right arm of the machine, was so powerful that it directly shattered the bulletproof face armor, revealing the pale and blank face inside. Following the arc of the butt, the mechanical joint of the right elbow protrudes forward. Under the sound of the bridge of his nose shattering, the devil's face was covered in blood.

The man rushed forward and stomped his neck with his heel.

There was a cracking sound in my neck, and I continued to charge forward without looking back. Due to the jetpack, my speed is quite fast, and I have to control the speed of the rush very skillfully, and I can't bear to risk crashing into the wall and breaking my neck.

I don't have drugs, and my reflexes are not as good as the devils after taking drugs, but my speed is not at all, all actions are pre-planned, as long as my speed is fast enough, I can completely treat other devils as stationary.

When I approached the two nearest devils, they apparently did not come to their senses, still holding assault rifles, maintaining the posture of shooting the previous five civilians.

I kicked one of them hard in the waist, and as he bent over involuntarily, the spray gun was fired at the other's visor.

The skull and helmet burst open like ripe watermelons, and without dodging the flying red and white substance, the muzzle of the gun was turned in the direction of my waist, and the side of the low helmet fired the spray gun again.

The remaining two devils had already reacted, and they shook before my eyes and disappeared.

Now it's troublesome, it's two more devils who have taken drugs.