Several Ghost fighters high in orbit attacked the host, and they fired a large number of missiles to envelop one host in flames and blasts. It's like fighting monsters.

The anti-ship missiles suspended by the old Phantom fighters are so old that the warheads used for counter-attack ships of the old Union era have become very unfit today, more than a decade later. It's not just enemies to fight against, ranging from humans to alien races. There are also styles that are too old, and their power is constantly weakening in comparison with the ever-increasing number of active weapons.

The repeated firing of anti-ship missiles set off a bloody storm on the host's body, but in front of the host with a strong self-healing ability, the attack of a ghost fighter looked very tickling.

Soon, more fighters joined the battle, and a large number of anti-ship missiles bombarded the host's body, directly challenging the self-healing limit of this host.

After several volleys, the host turned into a lump of minced meat.

Although the host died under siege by the Ghost Fighters, their mission was achieved, which was to drop an airdrop bag on the ground.

After completing the mission, the hosts fled in all directions of the universe, and the ghost fighters, after killing the other insect host, watched the slow host fly away slowly, and could only choose to return home.

Ammunition is consumed too much.

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"Attention the ground command command center! Ghost Fighter interception failed! The airdrop bag has entered the upper atmosphere! Be prepared. "The few orbital combat forces on the Meinhof space station have done their best, and they have launched a communication on the ground as they can't do it. Soon, the ground command center gave a reply.

"Roger, Orbital Command Center."

The ground forces, which had not fought for a long time, finally showed their efficiency underground, and they were in a hurry with no combat experience, and the airdrop bag had already crashed into the ground before the radar that activated the location of the empty object and estimated the landing location was turned on. It was the small vibration from the drop of the air drop detected by the command center that located some of the drop bag drop points.

Nearly half an hour later, a vigilant Marine stepped on the push, and in a panic walked to the nearest drop drop point.

Soon, information from the camp that the camp had been attacked by insects reached the command center, and they sent in several more Marines to maintain the order.

These Marines are at most fighting security battles against dangerous elements, and with thick armor that can withstand small bullets, the Marines have always been able to win the law and order war. And these insects, who are accustomed to fighting the inevitable battle with humans, against the ferocious, terrible and ferocious viruses that carry them, the outcome is slightly unpredictable.

It was only five kilometers away from the command center in a straight line, and the Marines, who were transported by truck, were able to arrive an hour later. Upon arrival, they were confronted with a quiet and tranquil atmosphere.

I've heard that insects are very fond of killing, and one can kill many. Shouldn't we be all over the place when we get here? How can it be as if nothing is happening.

The uneasy Marines grabbed a pale, malnourished man and asked, "Didn't you hear a jolt just now?" ”

"I'm so hungry....."

The Marine pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the man's head.

"Yes, yes, yes! It was a big shock, and he woke me up from my sweet dreams of eating. ”

The man hurriedly said with the help of a pistol, and after the Marine turned to him, he disappeared in front of him with a straight groan.

"Maybe the insects are throwing garbage?"

One of the Marines told a not-so-funny joke.

Soon, under the leadership of the leading marines, this local group of marines continued to set off.

As their position on the map kept getting closer to the location of the airdrop bag, they felt something more or less unusual.

There is no direct threat of alien insects. Every refugee is as if they had just reached the ground with an airdrop bag, either listless or thirsty for water. If anything, it's just that they're more listless.

Shouldn't it be that the refugees are fleeing in all directions, killing the insects behind them, and when the Marines appear, they will kill them indiscriminately to complete the extermination of the insects?

Suspicious, the Marines continued their journey, only unbeknownst to them, they had been targeted by a terrifying creature.

A faint wave of psionic energy spread out in all directions, and the infected units that began to accumulate nearby, and soon, the infected people in this area had reached the zero threshold of mutation.

In this place, some of the refugees either hid in their houses, or in the shadows, or lay down out of sight of the Marines. Soon, a terrible mutation occurred.

The small amount of fat in the body is directly mobilized by the virus, and the fat consumed is directly used in the process of biological transformation, and the fragile skin is replaced with a mutated carapace that is hard and can withstand the fire of a small oral pistol. The nails on the fingers fell off and were quickly replaced with sharp, mutated claws......

The mutations around them did not fall into the eyes of the marines who did not care about the lives of the refugees, they only saw their own lives, merits, and money.

A refugee staggered to his feet, and slowly, step by step, walked towards the Marines. And the unconcerned Marine knew that the refugee had walked four or five meters away before he realized what he wanted to do.

"You! I don't care about you! ”

The Marine shouted roughly. And in response to the Marine's roughness, it was a terrible claw.

The sharp claws that were enough to tear through the Marine's combat armor cut the creature straight out of the wound, ripping off large pieces of metal while exposing the Marine's chest to the air.

"Holy!"

The man felt the heat in his chest, and he cursed, having no idea what the refugees were hurting his Marines until the refugees had swung their mutated claws again.

"Da !!"

The Marines pulled the trigger tightly.

"There are bugs !!"

After the rest of the Marines found out why the guy who fired was wasting bullets on a refugee, they were surrounded by a crowd of things that looked like people and didn't look like people. They had an ugly carapace like a cyst, terrible claws growing from their hands, and they stared at them with a terrible gaze.

Bullets like a tidal wave were sent to the chest of the alienated combat body, and like a tidal wave, the alienated combat body also pounced on the enemy. In an instant, the victory and defeat were reversed in favor of the alienated combat body. Soon, the infected in the vicinity were given several infected Marines as toys.