(Thanks to the Pegasus Meteor Cannon, Soul Wound, YUMINGHAO, GODMORGAN, and 08A brothers for their tips.) ）

The battle was over quickly, and it took only half an hour.

The criss-crossed trenches were littered with the corpses of soldiers. Some of them had their armor torn open by their claws, slicing their chests, and blood and internal organs spilled all over the ground. Some were pierced by metal nails, and their bodies were like leaky showers, dripping with cold blood. There is also a hole in the chest, through which you can see the reddish stone sand on the opposite side. There are even those who have their heads and bodies separated, they died very simply and cleanly, and the high temperature of the energy sword directly evaporated the blood in the body, leaving a charred corpse divided in two.

Armored vehicles and weapons of all kinds were scattered throughout the field, and some corpses lay on their stomachs in the cracked cabin, bright red as broken watermelon pulps.

Tanks that were tilted sideways, tanks that were stuck in the trenches, armed shuttles that were structurally deformed, and guns and shells that were stained red with blood.

The forward positions fell, the 2nd Company of the Reserve Support Battalion was routed on all fronts, and less than 20 people survived.

Tang Fang kicked away a broken mechanical kettle at his feet, his eyes swept across the battlefield, swept over the abandoned fortifications, and finally landed on the high fence wall at the edge of the base.

Arosto leaned in from behind with a C-14 "Piercing" Gauss rifle, and a muffled gasp could be heard from the communicator.

"Let's go, don't be sad."

"Hmm." Tang Fang nodded. If it weren't for the help of the interstellar system, he would have been a cold corpse beneath Planet 5. In troubled times, it doesn't matter if it's right, it doesn't matter if it's cruel, if you don't want to die, you must abandon weakness, abandon confusion, pick up a gun to fight, and slaughter an enemy who dares to stand in the way.

This is not cruelty and inhumanity, nor is it the destruction of human nature, this is the way for little people to survive in troubled times!

Peace is coming? That's just a coward's daydream, like a bad white in the pocket of a street thug. It's the same as powder, but it's just a prop for self-anesthesia. Respect for human rights? Just like the socks of a scholar professor, it doesn't hurt to wear them decently and tear them off.

The thick whiskers of the king worm hung down, rolled up Haosen and Tang Fang, and quickly climbed upward.

Hausen was rummaging through a scrapped command car, looking for something to eat, such as steaks, soups, cookies, ice cream, and so on. For several days, I only relied on compressed biscuits to satisfy my hunger, and a bird had already faded out of my mouth.

Of course, steaks, soups, cookies, ice cream...... These are just his unrealistic fantasies.

Kicking away a pile of clutter, a small drawer appeared in front of him, and he opened it casually. A few old photographs, a diary, and a pack of "Mestre" brand cigarettes.

None of this was a small glass vial in the deepest part of the drawer, with the characters "Russiavodka" printed squarely above the label on the front of the bottle.

"Haha...... Hahaha, I knew it! Haosen's laughter was like swallowing eight viagra tablets in one breath, low and depressed, but full of explosive power.

He was about to get the glass vial, when he suddenly paused, remembered the old smoker of Aros, smiled unconsciously, and casually picked up the pack of "Mestre" brand cigarettes and stuffed them into the storage box behind him.

When he stretched out his arm again and grabbed the glass bottle with a smile, suddenly, a whisker fell from the sky, and without saying a word, rolled up his body and pulled him into the air.

Seeing the glass bottle filled with vodka farther and farther away from him, and finally disappearing from sight, Hausen was so resentful that he almost didn't cry.

"Tang Fang, you bastard, you pay back my vodka......"

In the communicator, Haosen cried and scolded as if it was echoing for a long time.

Tang Fang didn't know how he had offended him, could it be that the reckless man had a phobia about being stuffed into the stomach of the king worm?

"Hausen, shut up! I'm going to shove you in its asshole again. ”

After saying a word, Haosen's scolding came to an abrupt end. It's disgusting enough to stuff it into the abdominal pouch, stuffed into the chrysanthemum? HOLY

MOTHER！ How will I meet people in the future.

Tang Fang didn't have time to care about his feelings as if he was an idiot and a resentful woman, and as soon as his voice fell, he turned his attention to the system space.

The losses in this battle were a bit large, losing a total of 5 puppies, 2 machine gunners, 1 raider, and 1 cockroach.

Three of the five puppies were killed by high-powered sniper rifles, and two were killed by grenades. Both of the machine gunners were killed by sniper rifles, and the raiders and cockroaches were killed by the 120mm cannon turrets on both sides of the wall.

Today's combat units and resource stocks are as follows.

Zerg: Worker Bee X1, Queen Worm X8, Spine Needle Crawler X5, Cockroach X7, King Worm X6, Euglena X3, Puppy X4, Total Population 33/74.

Terran: SCV one, Heavy x9, Marauder x11, total population 32/82.

Protoss: Probe x1, Zealot x8, total population, 17/42.

Deposits: Crystal 2285, Gas 6150.

The previous battle was a surprise attack, and it was easy to defeat the "Silver Wing Wind" reserve reinforcement company, but now this battle is a tough battle, not only has the 3789 Division Support Battalion 2 companies defended, but also backed by multiple fortifications, he can gnaw this hard bone at the cost of a mere 10 people, which is already very valuable.

The positions fell, the fortifications were completely destroyed, and the entire logistics base was completely exposed like a fresh peanut peeled off.

The next thing should be much simpler, whether to fry the pot and boil, or to rub the skin and knock it, it is all up to him.

"Aros, here you go." With a cold face, Hausen walked over angrily and casually threw a pack of cigarettes in front of Aros.

Aros looked down and was happy: "Hausen, where did you get this thing?" ”

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to pull out one, light it, take a hard breath, and then spit out a billowing light smoke: "Well, the cigar is strong, and it's good to change the flavor once in a while." ”

"You have staple food and desserts,, Lao Tzu has been busy for a long time, and he hasn't gotten any benefits." Haosen glared at Tang Fang fiercely: "It's been more than half a month since I came out of Planet 5, I eat these garbage biscuits all day long, and a bird fades out of my mouth, so it's easy to find a bottle of vodka, and before I can get it, he got it." ”

Aros smiled even more happily: "Hausen, don't worry, when you escape, I will definitely invite you to have a drink." ”

"Phew, drink a fart, you poor ghost, what do you want me to do?" Hausen glanced at him and muttered angrily.

As a death row prisoner awaiting execution, the empire has long confiscated his property, and his bank account has been directly closed, leaving no dime behind. Treat? What to please? Robbery or selling?

Aros smiled, slowly lay down, comfortably leaned on the soft muscle tissue of the king worm's abdominal cavity, and savored the rich fragrance released by the tobacco.

With a flat mouth, Haosen turned his head to look at Tang Fang, but saw his eyebrows move slightly, and slowly opened his eyes: "It's here." ”

"Huh?" Hausen glanced over his shoulder, his gaze through the transparent vesicles and onto the logistics base complex below.