The war was still going on, for three days, for three full days, and the offensive of the alien race was maintained with extremely high intensity.

General Yang is right, the ruler of the alien race, the demon, basically doesn't care about the lives of other alien races, and with the performance of these alien races, it seems that he is trying to kill his hundreds of thousands of troops.

Bruce and the others were also shocked, although they read many battle records, they received more traditional military command theories in school, and used their own theories to deduce and predict, and found that the actions of the alien race were almost contrary to the theory.

After this battle, they also understood the difference between the opponent of the alien race and the opponent of the human.

These alien cubs are completely attacking with the same end of play!

In three days, Hua Ji, Bruce and others only rested for less than eight hours, but what they admired was General Yang, the general of the Glorious Army, the commander-in-chief of the White Tiger Fortress, who had been in front of the electronic screen for the past three days, and even if they rested, they only let people move a stool over.

After another day, the alien attack was finally repulsed, to be precise, completely annihilated.

Yang Jiang, who looked tired, went to rest, while Hua Ji and Bruce and the others silently watched the battle damage gradually counted on the electronic screen.

Three divisions were disabled, one division was almost completely wiped out, and the death toll exceeded 30,000......

In addition, the loss of resources and equipment is innumerable.

In exchange for their sacrifice, the 500,000 alien races that came to invade this time were completely annihilated.

Bruce was silent, proficient in deduction and confrontation, and roughly calculated, if he carried out his plan, he was afraid that the number of deaths would have to quadruple.

"Let's go, Big Brother Bruce, we need to rest too." Beside him, Hua Ji said.

Bruce glanced at Hua Ji with a complicated look, this commander who had not been taught orthodox military theory was right.

Hua Ji walked out of the headquarters, in front of him was the unified style building of the White Tiger Fortress, he tightened his clothes, it was night at the moment, and the temperature and environment of Mars were really not human.

Walking along the road, I met many Glorious Army soldiers along the way, some garrisons with military ranks, and some partisans with only numbers.

Looking at their faces with joy at victory, Hua Ji sighed softly.

A casual attack by an alien race will cost about 30,000 people, and if it is a nest, can humans really stop it?

At that time, I'm afraid everyone will feel numb to the death list, and the death toll is just a string of cold numbers.

Hua Ji remembered what General Yang had said to them:

"Mighty or weak, we are all bastions of humanity."

It's a battle that has to be won or lost.

Following the road, Hua Ji came to the hospital of the fortress.

Swipe your card to board the elevator to the fifth floor of the inpatient area and walk into a room.

"Second brother, hasn't he woken up yet?" As soon as he entered the room and saw the person who was still asleep on the bed, Hua Ji sighed.

"Hmm." It was Ye Zixu who spoke.

"The front line is stable?" Xiang Qingsong, who was sitting on the side, asked.

Hua Ji nodded, he was also tired, he glanced around, didn't see many stools, and simply sat on the ground.

"The alien cubs lost 500,000 of themselves, and we lost 30,000 people, but the loss of other materials is estimated to be a lot, and the follow-up will be redeployed in the original position, and the alien race cannot take the opportunity to occupy the ...... of the A section of the defense line."

Listening to Hua Ji talking about the battle report on the front line, Ye Zixu was silent.

In the past few days, the rear battlefield has changed guards, and the Eighth Brigade has taken over the original Seventh Brigade's defensive area.

Because he had been fighting with the Seventh Brigade for more than a month, Captain Luo Fan asked Ye Zixu and his team to temporarily repair for ten days.

Ye Zixu had a special medal, except for Xiang Qingsong and a few officers in the outpost, no one else knew.

"What happened to you?" Looking at Ling An, who was still asleep on the bed, Ye Zixu sighed.

He has already reported the matter through his own channels, through the information brought back by Matt and the oral accounts of Silas and Yumi after waking up, plus the records of the battlefield recorder, Ye Zixu can be sure that the target of the alien race is Rowan.

He is no ordinary recruit, and has certain tasks on his shoulders, including investigating the Scarlet Demons of the Fallen Gods.

The information currently available is that the Scarlet Demon Gene improved by the Fallen God Society may be hidden on someone, originally Ye Zixu and the people behind him, this person is a spy of the Fallen God Society, but the review of this new recruit has not found any suspicious people.

Now it seems that they did not send a spy, but somehow placed this gene on the recruits who were unaware of it, and they brought it to Mars.

The reason why the genetic creation of the Scarlet Demon was not detected was mostly because the Fallen God Society did not put the gene in one person completely, but divided it into many parts to minimize the possibility of being identified, so it was brought in.

In this way, it is difficult to say whether the alien race can use this genetic creation, but at least, this genetic creation blocked by the Glorious Army and the Earth Defense Force should already be in the hands of the alien race.

To be honest, when Ye Zixu saw the one-time feedback information given above, he was also a little incredulous, but it seems that only this is the most reasonable.

Seeing that Hua Ji was still talking about the battle situation on the front line, telling how General Yang commanded, so that the various divisions of the garrison could be small and big, Ye Zixu was puzzled in his heart.

Even if the alien race gets the modified gene of the Scarlet Devil, and can greatly improve the strength of the Scarlet Devil who is the cannon fodder at the bottom, it will not suddenly launch such a big attack.

What's more, judging from the battle situation on the front line, the scarlet demons on the battlefield have not been strengthened, there are still no red crystals, and they can be killed as long as they are heavily wounded, otherwise, even if General Yang sends troops to recapture the 102 heights, so that the self-propelled guns of the 102 heights can be covered by normal firepower, I am afraid it will be difficult to annihilate the enemy army.

What a turbulent situation!

Ye Zixu sighed softly and looked at Ling An.

How long are you going to sleep?

……

Ling An was dreaming, a long, long dream.

It stands to reason that it is difficult for a dreamer to really realize that he is dreaming, and Ling An was the same at first, but gradually, as the dream unfolded, he not only realized that it was a dream, but also surprisingly maintained a certain level of awareness.

In the dream, he seemed to have returned to that night, the night before he met President Zhou Yang.

The father, who was also staying up late, was also restless.

Then, he met with Chief Zhou Yang, and then for some reason, he joined the Glorious Army training camp.

In the training camp, he met Ye Zixu, Xiang Qingsong, and Luo Wen, and Hua Ji has always accompanied him.

Of course, there is also the guy with the number Ladybug 236, Qin Han, this time, he is not dead.

The Fallen God Society launched an attack, and it was not Qin Han who died, but Hua Ji.

In the dream, Ling An cried alone in the room for a long time.

Later, they all joined the Glorious Army, Luo Wen, Qin Han and him, all of whom belonged to a small team.

They fought together for more than three months, and Ling An was accidentally injured and injured his right eye, but the doctor replaced him with a clone eyeball.

Soon, they rose through the ranks, until one day, while sweeping the battlefield in the rear, their squad encountered two demons and a lot of raiders.

In the dream, the demonic Fist that liked to hide himself with a smile broke Luo Wen's neck, and Qin Han was beheaded by a sneak attack by the raiders.

Himself, just like in reality, opened his pupils, and then killed all the aliens, looking at the corpses of Rowan and Qin Han, and knelt down in front of them weakly.

This is the end of the dream, and then, a new cycle.

Ling An had already made hundreds of dreams like this, maybe there would be differences in the characters, maybe there would be differences in the time of events, but the characters in the dreams seemed to have rehearsed the script in advance, repeating their fate again and again.

In the end, Ling An opened his eyes, but he couldn't save his friends.

The dream ends, and it begins again......

Ling An went through everything numbly, as if he was looking at a slideshow, at first, watching people he was familiar with die, and sadness, but soon, he was already numb.

He couldn't do anything but open his pupils like an afterthought after they died, and then kill the aliens.

For the last time, when Ling An experienced a dream that was exactly the same reality, his consciousness fell into a blur.

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, he saw Rowan lying on the ground, although his eyes had been closed by himself, at this moment, he suddenly opened them.

……

"It's ...... Where? ”

Opening his eyes and looking at the somewhat unfamiliar white ceiling in front of him, Ling An felt his body stiffen.

"Awake?"

Ling An turned his head with a slight difficulty, and the neck on the pillow creaked, as if it was a long-unused and rusty machine.

"You, who are you?" Ling An's voice was a little hoarse.

He was sure that he had never seen this middle-aged man dressed in red, could it be that this person was the doctor here?

"Don't move, you've been sleeping for half a month, your body is very weak, and you will be much better when you do recovery training in the future." The man said with a smile, his voice was very gentle, and coupled with that handsome appearance, he was definitely a star on earth.

"Ahem, where is this? Who are you? Ling An felt a little better, and reluctantly sat up against the bed.

"This is the fortress hospital, as for me, you should have heard of it, my name is Lin Cheng." The middle-aged man said gently, still peeling an apple in his hand.

Lin Cheng? Red Heavenly Venerable ?!!

Ling An's pupils shrank.

Ling An knew that among the people, there was only one named Lin Cheng, who glanced out of the door slightly, and saw the guards and soldiers standing guard outside from the transparent window on the door, where did he not understand who this person was in front of him?

"I've seen General Lin." Ling An wanted to salute, but he was too weak.

"No need to be polite." Lin Cheng shook his head, just after peeling the apple, took a fruit bowl, and cut it into small pieces.

"Do you eat?"

Seeing Lin Cheng placing the fruit plate next to him, Ling An felt a burst of gratitude in his heart.

The dignified general, the S-class warrior, and the famous Red Tianzun, actually came to visit a recruit and peeled apples for himself.

"Thank you, General, I'm ......"

"I knew you weren't going to eat it." Lin Cheng didn't wait for Ling An to finish speaking, he took a small toothpick from himself, picked up a piece of apple and stuffed it into his mouth. "You've been transfused for so many days, you still have to get used to it first."

Ling An's grateful expression instantly froze.

"Okay, I'm not idle, the doctor said you woke up soon, and I'll come. I have something to tell you. ”

Ling An was silent, watching Lin Cheng pick up a piece of apple, shake it in front of his eyes, and then stuff it into his mouth with a smile.