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Tulasis II, Howe Fortress.

Boom!

With the sound of missile launches almost simultaneously, a monolithically oblate-triangular aircraft appeared out of thin air, sparking electric sparks and smoke headlong towards Jim Renault's position.

"Wow, it's been a year and there is still this kind of clone pilot who plans to try his luck, it can't be new, right?" Renault whistled and ducked under the eaves of the roadside building.

Boom! Touch! Squeak Squeak –

After a series of roof bumps, the crashed craft came to a halt on a wide street with friction, and a nearby team of Union soldiers and repair vehicles immediately circled it, while the low-slung buildings it hit were completely unharmed, at least on the surface.

Although this situation is somewhat incredible, it is quite common in Howe Fortress, because the fortress itself does not have the concept of "dwelling" at all, and almost all ordinary houses have been specially strengthened to the air, even if they are bombarded by the main guns of siege tanks, they can take at least five rounds before collapsing, not to mention the negligible crash of this kind of damage.

The "ghost fighter" that has just crashed is extremely fast, and has stealth technology, it is a very good means of reconnaissance, perhaps it was sent by the Mimatar army to test the distribution of air defense inside the fortress, and now it seems that it has indeed done its job excellently, detecting an air defense rocket array deployed in the "residential house".

"The first anniversary of the Clone Rebellion...... Maybe they want to make a big deal? Renault smacked his lips and stepped out from under the eaves of the house, thinking as he made his way to the barracks to which he belonged.

In a short stretch of the road, Renault's guess was confirmed, and the clone marines, who had only been in a daze in the barracks and supply depots, began to patrol back and forth through the fortress with their C14 electromagnetic rifles, and when the patrols encountered each other, the faces of the marunes covered by the visors would often verbally attack each other:

"Want to taste my awesomeness? Brat? ”

"If it weren't for the damn psychic indoctrination, I promise to smash the butt of the gun in your smirking face."

"I'm suggesting we take out the commander who gave orders out of order."

Unfortunately, as clones rather than natural beings, they possess reason and intelligence, but their behavior is controlled, and they cannot live up to what they say, and they may be sacrificed in the next battle.

The treatment in the regular army of the Federation is so bad, and it is understandable that clones from other star fields have rebelled.

After passing by the four patrol soldiers, Renault finally returned to the headquarters of the "Heavenly Demon" special combat team.

Unlike the cannon fodder clone soldiers who don't have names, the units with code names in the federal army are all composed of natural people, and although the members of these units are of uneven physical fitness, and sometimes disobey orders and escape, their combat effectiveness is generally more than ten times that of the same number and equipment of the clone troops, which makes the federal researchers puzzled, and can only pinch their noses and continue to treat them as trump cards.

"Oh, I'm not too late." Renault looked around the camp and saw that there were not many natural man soldiers assembled near several brightly lit barracks, and it seemed that the commander of the fortress did not intend to let the strong natural man company easily fight.

"Anyway, I'll go and equip my old buddy first......" Renault walked towards the barracks he belonged to, which was a building more than twenty meters high, with many "landing gears" at the bottom, and there were already a lot of soldiers gathered around him, well, most likely because this was Renault's direct barracks, and no one dared to be lazy. 123 Literary Network

The "landing gear" was the result of deciphering the "Pioneer Ute" technology, which allowed most of the Tyranid Federation buildings to take off and land via an anti-gravity system, which effectively protected against long-range targeted strikes, even if the speed of movement after takeoff was completely unflattering.

Woooo

"Hmm...... How dare they ...... fight" The familiar voice appeared again, Renault looked up, and found that this time it was a group of air-to-air missiles that emitted the sound of breaking the air, the source was not clear, but the target should be the "science ball" hovering over the barracks area - this is a kind of auxiliary ship that has no self-defense firepower, but can easily detect the enemy in a stealth state, the full name is the science exploration ship, because of its size like a ball.

Boom!

All the incoming missiles hit their targets, but when the smoke cleared, the Science Sphere was completely undamaged, and the silver-white defensive net that shrouded its hull seemed to mock the enemy's inadequacy.

At the same time, five Ghost Fighters flew out from behind the Science Sphere, whizzed in the direction of the missile, and vanished halfway through it as if the ice had melted into the water, and soon an explosion could be heard in the distance.

It seems that the surprise attack has been declared a failure due to the near-perfect response of the Science Sphere, but ...... It's a little bit close to perfection.

"I guess the guys who installed the defense matrix for the Science Ball never thought about what to do with the wreckage after blocking the attack." Renault watched the debris from the swarm of missiles rain down in his direction after crashing into the defensive net and exploding, and turned to run.

This level of shrapnel and debris is fairly common on the battlefield and is completely insignificant to power armor, but Renault has not had time to wear it, and if it is hit by that thing, it will only turn into a honeycomb.

Luckily, there is a vulture car not far away, as long as a sliding shovel gets under it in time......

"Hey, Jim, you seem to be in trouble."

A huge power armor came out from the side, unconcernedly blocking the scattered shrapnel with its torso, and then raised its hand to greet Renault with a clanging crunch.

"You're really going to look for a chance, okay, count me in for a debt of one owe you." Renault, who was close to getting under the vulture, shrugged his shoulders and gave up on the unsightly move.

Tychus Drax Findlay, who is part of the same combat squad as Renault, is a strong, rude, greedy, but super-combative fellow who is said to have been on duty in the Goan area, but was assigned to this border post for beating up his superiors, and the reason seems to be that he was called "bald" - but he has no hair at all.

"Hurry up and prepare, I feel like I can make a big fuss today, haha." Tykes shoved Renault towards the barracks.

Renault didn't talk to Tykes again, and walked briskly up the stairs of the barracks.

Compared to the ordinary clone soldiers, the guys in the barracks were more lawless, heavily armoured, and more ferocious, and their armor color scheme was not the red and white of ordinary power armor, but a dark and ominous black, and everyone had a miserable white skull sprayed on their masks.

Their common name is - "Heavenly Demon".

Renault sinked into his power armor, grabbed his electromagnetic rifle, raised his hand to buckle the skull mask, and then, as if talking to himself, said:

"Come on, the show begins!" （Hell，it`sabouttime！ ）