Judging from the public information, the Galactic Republic in the universe where Xiao Yan and Sonia live is a loose, bloated, and huge organization, with hundreds of smaller principalities and republics gathered under its banner, as well as organizations such as the Trade Alliance, the Manufacturing Alliance, the Galactic Syndicate, the Void Prison, and the Knights Templar. These separate entities occupy more or less 500 seats in the supreme Senate of the Republic.

That's right, 500? If you want to ask why it's 500, I'll have to apologize for saying that you did it that way in the first place.

When faced with an invincible enemy, the Republic would unite under one banner, but that was many years ago.

Standing under this banner, Tyrion, the commander of the Republic, was a prominent general of the Galactic and Baieran Republics, a defender of the Senate and the darling of the Goddess of Victory, and a veteran of great prestige.

At this moment, there were less than 200 Marines gathered around the marshal. Although he had made extensive preparations to defend himself against the invasion of the Trade Alliance, the Duchy of Bayeran's weak ground military force was crushed in the face of an earlier than expected war.

The main force of the Principality of Bayerland, that is, the majority of the forces of the Space Fleet, was at this time under the Combined Fleet of the Republic, and when the war broke out suddenly, it was still several galaxies away; The other part of the force is concentrated in the Aziyakin Cosmic Fortress in the Bayeran system, and can only sit back and watch the overshadowing Trade Alliance landing fleet for airborne operations.

Marshal Tyrion and his loyal Marines struggle to evade the encirclement of the Federation robot soldiers in an attempt to find a ship to get out of here.

"On November 26, the Marines and I moved towards the recovery center of the abandoned spacecraft hidden in the desert. I hope to assemble a working transport ship there, and as soon as I leave the planet of Bayerland, I will rush to the capital of Kloha, appeal to the Senate with the assistance of the impartial and prestigious Senator Hasting, and then return with the combined fleet and kick the trade alliance in the ass! Marshal Tyrion took advantage of the brief break to write in his diary, "This place is full of patrolling T1 robots, but these stupid guys have passed by the neighborhood several times without noticing us, which makes me believe that fate has returned to us and left Bayeran with hope." The warriors of Bayeran cannot afford to fall here without honor. ”

"Commander," a captain officer walked over, "the communication interference is still strong, and we haven't contacted anyone. ”

"You know, after the start of the war, there will be a large number of N neutrons scattered in the orbit of the planet, and our communication with the enemy will be disrupted." Commander Tyrion nodded, "We must take this opportunity to break away as soon as possible, as long as I appear on the complaint bench of the Senate, the plot of the Trade Alliance will be bankrupt." ”

"Yes, commander, we have no doubt about it," the officer nodded, "I'll go inform my brothers, and I'll leave in five minutes." ”

The hot wind of the canyon blew the wind and sand up and crackled against the power armor of the Marines.

It was not easy for them to march in such an environment wearing the Mark 2 power armor, but none of them dared to take off the stuffy and hot armor.

Trade Alliance pursuers can appear in their vicinity at any time, and a single mistake can lead to death.

"Brothers, get ready to go!" The captain said as he packed up his assault rifle, "Don't leave your belongings behind. ”

In a trance, the captain seemed to see a figure flashing by, startling him, but the powerful perception of the command Mark 2 power armor did not detect the presence of enemies nearby.

Am I hallucinating? It must have been me who was too nervous. The officer was almost scared to the point of screaming just now, it would be a shame to really do that.

His glad emotions had not subsided, and a sharp pain came from his waist. The officer found that a sharp blade had pierced his sturdy armor and burned his waist and internal organs into a cloud of slime.

Is it an enemy attack! The officer tried to scream, but the pain and numbness came from his waist, leaving him with a coughing sound.

The dying voice did not spread through the communication channel and did not attract the attention of the other Marines at all. The assassin who had killed the officer grabbed the corpse of his prey and slowly lowered him to the ground.

The Assassin has emerged from the darkness. A man wrapped in a black cloak and thin armor gathered his weapon and approached Marshal Tyrion and his men. Four or five Assassins like him also surrounded the Landing Warriors from several directions.

These black-robed assassins wielded double-headed beam scythes that swung like windmills. There is almost no sound when these terrible weapons are used. The Assassins moved as light and swift as the ninjas in costume dramas, and their cloaks could even change color depending on the environment, making them no better suited for raiding than this squad.

Private Odie, a marine, felt that his body was about to fall apart, and he lay on the ground and didn't want to get up from the ground. As the Captain had just walked past him, he hoped that the order to stand would come later.

As a result, after five minutes, the order to leave still did not come, and the Marines were still lying on the sand to rest.

"What's going on today?" Odi's companion Io opened his mouth and asked. By the time the officer walked past them, the Marine had already sat up to sort out his equipment, and as a result, he was not given further orders for the mission.

"Wouldn't it be nice to lie down a little longer?" Across from them, Private Pfister murmured, "We're too tired to fight." ”

"yes!" Pfister's words were echoed by Private Brad, "The air conditioner on my power armor seems to be broken, and I feel like a steak in the oven." ”

"When did the power armor's air conditioner get better?" Ody smiled bitterly.

"Don't talk," the heavily armed Sergeant Downey walked over, "we're always on our toes with those mechanical juniors, keep our eyes peeled." ”

"Yes, Sergeant." The privates kept their mouths shut.

"Why don't you go yet?" Sergeant Downey was also very puzzled. As usual, the captain should have ordered the Marines to go.

"Captain, I'm Donnie." The sergeant turned on the communicator, "The soldiers have rested, is it time for us to go?" I don't think it's safe to stay in this canyon for a long time. ”

"Captain?"

There was only the slightest murmur of interference in the communicator, and an ominous feeling immediately crept into the sergeant's mind. Maybe...... No, no, you can't leave anything to chance! The veterans who had fought many wars with Commander Thyrion shouted, "There is a situation! Get ready for battle! ”

The weary Marines jumped almost instinctively, scrambling to activate their armor and weapons.

"Where is the enemy?" Odie looked around nervously. Suddenly, a scream came from the front of the line.

"Enemy attack!" The Marines at the front opened fire almost immediately, and the sound of dense blast beams was resounding.

"Where is the enemy?" The soldiers in the middle and rear rows cowered nervously behind the rocks, their vision blocked, and they could not see the battle in front of them, and they did not even know how many enemies there were.

"Odi, Io, Pfister, Brad, follow me!" Sergeant Downey patted them on the shoulders one by one, "Take the bazooka!" Others stand by and on! ”

"Yes, Sergeant!"

Ody and the others trotted with the sergeant to the front of the line, only to see the soldiers of Company A shooting in all directions.

"Where is the enemy?" Downey hid behind the rocks and looked around for a moment.

"Three more than 300 yards away," replied one of the lieutenants, "they killed the captain and two brothers, and when we found out, they killed two." ”

"Second Lieutenant, we can't stay here for long." Sergeant Downey could only see blast beams and rubble flying everywhere, and he couldn't find the enemy at all, "Reinforcements from the Trade Alliance will be here soon. ”

"I know, I'll go to the marshal, and everyone is ready to go," the second lieutenant's communicator was also jammed, and even the marshal not far away could not be contacted, "Sergeant, let your men take out the enemy with bazookas." ”

"Io, Brad, get ready to shoot at the target!" Downey indicated the enemy's position on the tactical terminal, "reload the grenades, bomb them off." ”

Two privates immediately carried their bazookas and marked the enemy's coordinates.

"Fire!"