(Thanks to Feng Da, GODMORGAN, and 08A for their tips)

Catherine Garcia was a young lieutenant officer, and as her name suggests, her face was just as pleasing to the eye. When she was still in the military academy, the boys who chased after her ass and courted could almost line up from the back range to the front door of the academy, and there were many imperial nobles.

As the capital planet under Prince Walker Stewart, Moore is one of the most prosperous planets in the Empire. Catherine's home is here, her father is a materials engineer at an aerospace research institute and her mother is a surgeon.

In this family background, she received a good education from an early age, and according to her parents' plan, she was trained to be a good doctor, or a lawyer, or a university teacher.

However, man is never as good as heaven, and when Prince White Stewart rode his white-haired majestic steed through the central block, receiving the cheers and admiration of the people, Catherine's young heart began to stir.

At the end of the summer of that year, she applied for the military academy without telling her parents, and was admitted to the Zerasu Naval Academy as she wished.

Now that the wood has been completed, the parents have no choice but to accept their fate, so it has been four years, and when she graduates, she has a more graceful and lovely appearance, but it is very regrettable that she did not enter the "Thunder" wing where His Royal Highness the Prince is located, but was arranged to the 3789 Division for material management.

As a material dispatch specialist, generally speaking, the work place is located in the rear of the battlefield, and there is not much danger compared to those grassroots officers who charge into battle.

All along, the young and beautiful Catherine put almost all her thoughts on the lace military life of His Royal Highness the Prince, which made her jealous, fantasical, elated, and dismayed.

Death, every day, to be exact, replayed, replayed, replayed on the monitor in front of her. Maybe it's because of the numbness of the body and mind after a long time, or maybe there is an unspeakable selfishness in the bones, and he is used to ignoring others. Catherine had always felt that death was far away from her, as far away as 100 years.

It's just that today and now, it comes to its side in a trance, and it is getting closer and closer.

The sound of gunfire in her ears continued, and the bullets slammed into the cover like a demonic grin, Catherine glanced down at the automatic rifle between her legs, and she was eager to pick it up and turn back to fight back.

However, her hands, and even her body, trembled uncontrollably, let alone fighting back with a gun, and she didn't even have the strength to move.

The delicate little face that used to be dripping was already a miserable white, and there was no blood at all.

Under Huo Qing's mobilization, all of them, civilian officers, have gone to the front line to snipe the enemy with flesh and blood, but is this useful? It's useless!

Watching her comrades fall one by one, one by one, and die in battle, Catherine felt that her whole body had collapsed, and tears fell like a curtain of beads with broken threads, and hit the back of a cold hand.

The creatures who showed their affection by hanging behind her ass like insects, either holding flowers in their hands or holding roses alof, are now cold corpses on the ground.

In their eyes, Catherine read fear, reluctance, longing, and perhaps a soothing sincere love like an evening breeze.

Maybe, I should give them a chance, maybe......

Fear, chagrin, frustration, pity...... All kinds of emotions drowned her like a surging river.

Tick, tick.

There was a soft sound in her ears, she woke up from her distraction, her eyes swept over, and the viscous blood of Youye was drawn into a long line, dripping on the crook of her pink arm, shedding a shocking red.

It was the blood of Susan, the internal affairs officer, who had coffee with her yesterday, gossiping about the fact that the young and beautiful ninth princess, Olivia Stewart, was used as a political bargaining chip by His Majesty the Emperor to marry Mitchelson Cecil, the third prince of the United Kingdom of Tulanx.

Susan originally had a delicate face that was not inferior to hers, but at this moment, the blood plasma was a little red from her forehead, and graffiti was staggered on her powdered face, and if you add her empty and godless, but angry eyes, like a bloody female rakshasa.

"Mom, Dad...... I was wrong, woo, woo...... I miss you. Catherine struggled to curl up and bury her head deep between her knees.

The automatic rifle slid to the ground, its muzzle reflecting a ghostly glow in the light.

Bloody and screaming. The shockwave of the grenade explosion rolled and raged, bringing up her forehead bangs, and the fine strands of hair rubbing back and forth against her cheeks, which she would have screamed "so itchy" before, but now, she seemed to feel that it was the caress of death before the harvest.

……

The screams died down, the gunfire thinned, and the battle soon ended.

Tang Fang crossed the tattered bunker and walked quickly towards a middle-aged man in front of him who had been shot in the leg, and the blood spread under his feet, splashing several centimeters high.

Hausen followed him, and as he stepped over the cover, he frowned at Catherine, who was trembling and huddled in the corner, and hesitantly raised her hand, the muzzle of the black hole aimed at the little girl who was trembling.

"Wait." Aros caught up from behind, pressed his arm, and shook his head: "I never kill people who are not capable of resisting, she is not a threat to us." ”

Hausen didn't speak, lowered his arms, turned his head and walked forward. Aros swept across the corpses on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh, war, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, but for these young people, it's obviously too cruel.

"Chief of Staff Huo Qing?" Tang Fang's voice came from ahead.

Huo Qing sat on the ground, panting heavily: "Yes, exactly." ”

"Where's Francis?" Tang Fang asked unhurriedly.

The person he was looking for was Francis? Huo Qing frowned, and his pale face was a little more bloody: "Who are you?" ”

"You really want to know?"

Huo Qing didn't reply, only looked at him with a pair of eyes.

"As you wish."

With a "bang", a machine gunner blows up the camera in the corner of the hallway, and at the same time, the helmet mask is raised, revealing a young face.

Huo Qing's eyes narrowed, he looked at it carefully, his brows furrowed more and more, although there were 10,000 people in the 3789 Division, it was impossible for him to remember everyone's appearance, but there should always be a sense of familiarity.

But why didn't the person in front of him have the slightest impression? Could it be that he deliberately disguised himself as an Imperial soldier to disrupt his vision?

"What? Unrecognizable? Tang Fang smiled coldly, leaned closer to him a few points, and gently spit out a few notes in his ear.

Huo Qing's face was like a fried tenderloin in a pot, turning from red to white, and finally a piece of sauce purple, he remembered, finally remembered.

This person...... This man was an Asian man who was sent to death by Francis before the war, and I think that he planned the reconnaissance mission at the beginning. Unexpectedly, he didn't die, and he also killed a horse gun and led people to capture the base.

No wonder he wants to kill Jin Yonghao, no wonder he wants to betray the empire, no wonder he wants to attack the base, it all makes sense, he is here for revenge!

"It seems that Your Excellency the Lieutenant Colonel has remembered." Tang Fang said lightly: "Let me ask again, where is Francis?" ”

Huo Qing stared at his face for half a minute, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Do you think I will sue you?" White, day, do, dream! ”

"Even now, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, that front-line reconnaissance mission is from me."

Losing the base is a big crime of losing his head, and it is also inevitable to die if he falls into the hands of the other party, Huo Qing is more inclined to choose the latter, at least he sacrifices his life for the country, and he is not afraid of affecting his family.

As for Francis, he will definitely shelter to the end, first, the colonel has the grace of knowing him, and second, if Francis can escape this fate, he will ensure that his family has no worries about food and clothing.

"Well, it's a man." Tang Fang nodded and said softly, "If I'm not mistaken, Francis should be somewhere underground at the moment." ”

As the commander of the 3789 Division, if he was in the command room, he would definitely not let a civilian officer like Huo Qing lead the team to snipe him. Based on the current situation, the old guy must have entered the Epsilon Ruins.

"You...... What do you know? Hearing Tang Fang's meaningful words, Huo Qing's face suddenly changed greatly.

"Your Excellency, I also tell you something, I know more about that thing underground than you do."

"How so? How could it be ......"

Ignoring his muttering, Tang Fang waved his hand behind him, and the seven cockroaches twisted their bodies, thrust their sharp claws downward, directly tore through the hard floor, and then softened the rock layer with the acid overflowing from their fingertips, shaking the sand and gravel, like a loach burrowing into the silt, quickly swimming towards the ground.

Huo Qing's eyes widened, looking directly at the seven crypts on the floor, and his heart was half cold.

It's over, it's all over. At this moment, he was so depressed and powerless, and he was no longer high-spirited and excited. All his precautions and all his efforts were resolved one by one by the young man in front of him. He lost, and he lost completely!

"Bang." A gunshot rang out, and blood spurted on the silver-white metal wall, so bright and dazzling.

Seeing his hand slip weakly, Tang Fang sighed softly. Self-defeating, this may be the best ending.

"Let's go." Greeting the two, Tang Fang walked quickly towards the road he had come.

The cockroaches that have dived into the ground have found the location of the Epsilon Ruins, and there is a debtor, Huo Qing is dead, and there is still one Francis missing.

"What about the command room?" Hausen asked hesitantly.

"Francis is underground." Tang Fang's answer came from the communicator.

"Oh."

The two looked at each other and dodged to follow.

More than 20 corpses crisscrossed the body, and the blood flowed into a river, and a pungent smell could be smelled from afar.

Catherine cowered in the corner, her body no longer trembling. Her heaving chest and flared nose proved that she was still alive, and as the only survivor of the battle, she was merely fainted.

……

In the command room, Edward Oliver sat on the leather couch he had brought down from the battleship, his right hand gently shaking the amber liquor in a small square glass like a pendulum.

He would not forget the contemptuous gaze that Huo Qing cast at him when he left the command room, as if he was ridiculing him: "Look at that, as an imperial nobleman, the deputy commander of the 3789 Division, he doesn't even have the courage to snipe the enemy. ”

Edward swept the Paladin M5 pistol on his knee, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a self-deprecating smile, the so-called courage? It has long disappeared with the passage of time, and he chose to stay here, but it is just a decent point to want to die.

As the minutes ticked by, he had drunk most of the whiskey from the bottle, and there was silence outside the hallway, the only sound being the regular beep of electronic devices.

Why hasn't the enemy come yet? Why......