The flames consumed the soldier, his armor, his flesh, as if it didn't exist in the world, leaving no trace. Only one military badge remained in his possession.

Rifle Mandi Trich, this is the name of the soldier, he is a British national, affiliated with the UNSA Academy of Military Science and Technology.

Fisher picked up the soldier's finished NV4 rifle and thrust it into the ice, then hung his badge on the butt.

The wind whistled with ice chips, blowing the badge into the sky, but the chain was still tightly attached to the butt of the rifle.

This is not the first soldier to die in the war, nor will he be the last, he died in obscurity, and many years later, no one will remember him at all, except for his relatives, war, war has never changed.

The soldier's death didn't affect Fisher's mood, it only added a touch of disgust to the SDF Martian Migration Defense Front.

If Fisher was just trying to fish in troubled waters to reap the benefits, now he is ready to add another kick when the Martian Migrant Defense Front is about to fall into the abyss.

In fact, Fisher didn't think about shooting Salenkoch's dog head with one shot, but it was useless to kill him, the war machine of Mars would be launched sooner or later, not to mention that Salenkoch had never come out of the bridge since he got on the ship, and he was surrounded by robots, so he couldn't find a chance to start.

Speaking of robots, Fisher looked at the flying behind his ass and got angry, what do Martians do for anything else, building killing machines is number one, and the communication channel will be full of short, intense gunfire. It was the Martian colonists executing prisoners of war.

There was a planned, massively carried out ethnographic massacre, which was also the battle plan of the Martian colonists, which had been carried out since the first rebellion, shooting, burying alive, gassing, and even suffocating the victims with oxygen. Its brutality was no less than that of the SS and the Japanese army.

As Fisher was about to return to the hangar, he was about to board the plane when several other pilots of the squadron also walked up from the elevator triumphantly.

"Lieutenant Colonel Fisher, did you find anything good?" Changji asked with a smile on the channel.

"It's just wreckage, what's wrong?" Fisher pointed to the robot, which had a piece of fighter wreckage in his hands in a storage box on his waist, which he was going to make as a souvenir.

"Come on, come on, I'll give you one!" Seeing that Fisher's memorabilia was so shabby, several pilots smiled, and one of them unloaded a big guy from his back.

"The prototype of the secret weapon developed by UNSA is full of warehouses underneath, it's a pity that you can't go down!"

"Oh!" Fisher didn't expect these guys to be able to get this thing, but on second thought, Mars has more advanced laser cannons, and this thing from UNSA is just icing on the cake for the Martian colonists. These pilots took it out, and they were just optimistic about Fisher's identity as the home fleet and deliberately made friends, after all, all kinds of scientific research departments on Mars were monopolized by the Eighth Fleet, and the home fleet usually made do with the old goods.

Fisher didn't shirk either, anyway, this cluster laser cannon seemed to be installed on a large scale on both Mars and Earth in the later stages of the battle, so it was not surprising that he had a laser cannon for a pilot.

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"Sir, we've detected an approach from an UNSA light gunboat!"

"Let them in, I'm going to give them hope!" Salenkoch looked at the red dot shining on the radar and continued with a sneer, "Then kill hope!" ”

The Mount Olympus deliberately hid the battleship on the other side of the satellite, waiting until the gunboat, which was part of the UNSA Special Forces SCAR, dropped all the special operators it was carrying to the ground, and then flew out of the air mass.

The gunboat's driver didn't even understand what was happening, and then the intense electromagnetic radiation paralyzed the entire gunboat, and the gunboat, which had lost its power system, could only pounce on the bosom of the earth without looking back under the influence of gravity.

The special forces members of the SCAR7 team who entered the experimental base also killed under the waterproof of Salenkoch, and finally the commander codenamed Wolf and his subordinates successfully completed the destruction of the weapon prototype.

It's just that the explosion not only destroyed the laboratory, but also blew the special soldiers out of the ground, and finally smashed them heavily on the ice.

"Head, we succeeded?"

"That's right! It worked! ”

The three special forces were happy and found a terrible fact in a few seconds, their gunboat was gone, and at the same time, the oxygen was almost at the bottom, and if there was no foreign help, I am afraid that they would not survive for five minutes.

At the critical moment, Salenkoch domineeringly led his men on the stage, giving these people oxygen as an invincible victor.

"We've destroyed the prototype of the weapon, and you won't get anything!" The wolf's face was impassioned, and his two subordinates also winked at the Martian soldiers, mocking them.

"Hehe, weapon prototype, we don't need it anymore!" Salenkoch snapped his fingers casually, and in the next second, the Mount Olympus suspended high in the sky opened fire, and the dazzling laser beam was like a shot, shattering a huge meteorite floating outside the satellite.

"This ......" The evil wolf looked sad and indignant, what did they come here for all the way from the earth, wasn't it just to destroy the prototype of the weapon and prevent it from being obtained by the Martians, but now they found that Mars not only has stronger weapons than them, but also the kind that has formed combat effectiveness.

Looking at the expression on the other person's face, Salenkoch was very satisfied, and he enjoyed the feeling of being in control, especially the moment when the other person fell into his carefully designed suit.

"We will not give in!" The wolf gritted his teeth, he knew that he and his brothers were already more than lucky, and it was already good to have a whole corpse in the hands of the Martians, and he didn't expect anything else!

"Of course, Commander, I don't expect you to give in!" Salenkoch waved his hand indifferently and motioned for the robot to press the captives to the ground.

"We're here to destroy you! Kill them, don't use guns, save some bullets! With that, Salenkoch walked towards the transport plane without looking back.

The burly robot immediately raised its fist after hearing the order, and the captured special forces soldiers could only watch the crack in their helmet get bigger and bigger, and then with a curry sound, it completely shattered. Shards of glass and frozen blood splattered in all directions, leaving only three vague corpses alone on the ice field.

"Order the fleet to assemble, target Earth, and all of them are dispatched!"