Flesh and shrapnel splattered, blood danced with flames, and in just five or six minutes, countless alien insect units broke into the human formation and slaughtered on a large scale.

A jumping worm resisted the Marine's continuous fire, and as it was beaten into a sieve, it pounced on him, tearing the newly inflicted Marine to shreds with its fangs and sharp teeth.

One of the raiders tried to use the howitzer in his hand to blast the cockroaches that came at them from a distance into slag, and the cockroaches spat out a mouthful of acid at the raiders even though they had forcibly eaten several grenades and lost most of their bodies.

A sip of acid is enough to melt a raider into a slime state.

The raiders wailed and reached out to the medics for help, but the medics were mostly too busy to take care of themselves, so how could they take care of anything else?

One small thing after another combined to form the whole scene of collapse, countless marines and medics fell under the claws of the jumping insects, and the sturdy siege tanks were reduced to scrap metal under the suicidal attacks of the insects.

The Imperial Commander watched his troops fall under the brutal and efficient slaughter of the Insects, and the few Insects units that died in the resistance of the human forces were almost nothing in the face of the large number of Insects.

It's over, it's over...

The Commander muttered decadent words, but soon, his spirits were in full swing.

"Viking Squad Quickly Crush Flying Creatures at Any Cost!"

"Siege tanks set up and fire indiscriminately at all Alien units!"

Like a roar, the Imperial Commander almost spewed out these orders, and with the command of the commander, the soldiers who had been somewhat lost by the attack of the insects seemed to have found their backbone.

The insects do not launch an encirclement and division offensive against human forces, but a straight line charge. This means that the Imperial Commander still has a chance to turn the tables.

The chance is whether the siege tankers can risk their former comrades being accidentally injured and sent to court-martialed after the battle to launch an indiscriminate attack on the insects.

It's a tough choice.

Marines began to point the muzzles of their rifles at the stinging snakes or cockroaches that were crushing their teammates underneath them, and began to try to shoot short shots.

The Imperial Commander tore his throat and delivered his orders to everyone's ears.

"Boom!"

The wreckage of a siege tank was hit in the ammunition compartment by a series of poisonous explosions, and in a short split second, a terrible explosion occurred. While overturning several stinging snakes and cockroaches, he scattered his own fragments around the battlefield.

The explosion of the siege tank seems to be the future of every siege tank driver present, and if they can't resist the feelings of their teammates and pull the trigger, then ......

"Boom!!"

I don't know which siege tank driver was the first to fire, and the rising biological debris, the corpses of the marines, the shock wave that made it difficult to keep balance, everything echoed in the hearts of every soldier present.

There was a tacit understanding, and the pilots pulled the trigger and sent shells into the bodies of the insects, regardless of whether the insects had their own marines or their former colleagues.

Ruthless and funny, exchanging battle damage for war damage, and by the time all this is over, there is not a single living Insect unit present.

They retreated.

The Imperial soldiers paid such a huge price that there were only twenty or so marines left on the field, seven or eight siege tanks, and nothing but that.

I still remember that when this army was mobilized, it was in high spirits, fifty or sixty siege tanks, more than a hundred marines and raiders. And now...

In any case, it is impossible to lose the command center of the local council, it is impossible in this life, and only by taking down that group of rebels can we avoid the risk of being sent to a military court.

The commander knew it very well.

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Backwater Base Command Center.

"Hey Jimmy! Those bugs really don't end! What about the said good transport plane? ”

Jim Renaud looked at the star map in front of him and made a little recognition.

"Hold on a little longer, Tykes. Help will arrive soon. ”

After breaking the only bridge to the outside world, the Backwater Base did thwart the attack of the insects. However, the attack of the insects will not stop when the bridge is broken, and under the roar of the worm mother Noyce, the jumping insects and stinging snakes choose to climb the cliff and attack.

The sheer cliffs are simply unreachable places in the eyes of human marines, and are only slightly troublesome for the insects.

The jumping insects were leaping rapidly from cliff to cliff, and the Marines playfully shot the insects that tried to climb up one by one off the cliff and smashed them into a lump of meat sauce.

"I hope your rescuers can take us out, the missile towers have already shot down several alien dragons."

Tykes twirled his cigar as he spoke, puffing out two white smokes from his nostrils.

"Yes, Tykes. If you don't believe you can kill a few bugs yourself as trophies. Or snuggle up with that artifact, both of which will grow your wallet anyway. ”

Renault teased. It was hot outside, and he was drinking beer.

"Good suggestion Jimmy!"

Tykes slapped Renault on the shoulder, the metal gloves of the battle armor slapping Jim painfully, and he gave his former friend a hard kick before continuing his drunkenness after kicking him out of the house.

The self-operating missile tower had killed many Xosaurus that had broken into range, and the rifles in the Marines' hands had become overheated in the frequent firing. Renault, who was directing the young man in battle, began to feel uneasy, and soon a communication channel from high in orbit swept away his uneasiness.

"Help is coming soon, hold on!"

"Drive slowly, Matt, no hurry."

Despite saying so, Renault secretly wiped a handful of sweat.

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"Noyce, the mother of worms! Sensing that a human battlecruiser is approaching. ”

"Battlecruisers? How could such a thing happen on this wild planet? Give me everything you see! ”

In an instant, the image conveyed by the host came to Noyce's mind.

Hundreds of meters in length, the hideous naval guns were densely stacked on the body of this battleship, and of course, the most terrifying of them was the Yamato cannon loaded in front of the battlecruiser.

And his movement trajectory calculation is officially the human base where the artifact Noyce wants to obtain is located.

"A human battlecruiser! Reinforcements for humanity! ”

Noyce's eyes were about to burst into flames, but she knew her chances were running out.

"All the pit worms obey orders! All insects obey! Offensive! Occupy that human base! ”