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The Celestial Armed Shuttle thruster activated, and the blue flames instantly emptied, and then, Marshall saw what could be called a nightmare scene. A dog-like xenomorph was lying on top of a soldier, its sharp claws sinking into the power armor, blood shooting out along the slit and spray-paint on its face.

There was also a larger reptile, with an unbelievably thick shell, which was swept by the cannon of more than 20 millimeters on the armored car next to it, and it was only exchanged for a few screams. They are capable of spitting a type of green saliva that is as corrosive as potent magic acid.

Under their counterattack, the outer skin of the armored vehicle was like rice paper ignited by fire, quickly wilting and melting, forming a large hole that was shocking to see.

Marshall had seen a soldier being poured on his head with sour spit, and his screams were reminiscent of the traitors who had been burned to the Empire's execution grounds.

He has always believed that the reinstatement of the death penalty is a regression of human civilization and a desecration of human rights. However, at this moment, those so-called traitors are treated countless times better than the soldiers who were attacked by sour spit.

In just half a minute, thirty seconds of effort, the alloy steel armor became a puddle of green and miserable metal solution, as for the soldiers inside, the skin and flesh melted, the tissue liquefied, they struggled, howled, and finally collapsed like a broken skeleton, and the plasma and pus mixed together, flowing on the cold ground.

The real crushed bones, dead without a whole corpse!

The shuttle's searchlight streaked across the ground, shining on the reptiles that swayed back and forth, spitting out streak of deadly acid. The driver cursed frantically to dispel the fear in his heart. The fire control radar had already locked on two targets, and it moved its sweat-stained right hand a little and pressed the fire button hard.

Two "Headhammer" IV anti-tank missiles were fired from bomb racks under the wings, and the rainbow coma broke through the air and flew straight towards the two cockroaches.

With such a short distance, with the speed of the cockroach's action, the probability of dodging the missile is infinitely close to zero.

However, to everyone's surprise, the two missiles had just flown halfway when they suddenly burst out without warning, instantly bursting into two fireworks-like flashes. Immediately afterward, as if the shuttle had been hit by a sharp object, the left wing thruster burst into flames, the fuselage was unstable, and it fell from mid-air with a turn, plunging headlong into the ground.

The chaos spread uncontrollably, and some soldiers who had just woken up and were in a state of panic fled towards the wings. It's too terrifying, the scene in front of me is too terrifying, in the face of those hideous aliens, it's futile to resist.

At the same time, a group of human soldiers silently approached the battlefield, a total of 24 people, a platoon of troops. They split into two teams of 12 each, each led by a captain, and launched a hunt for the stragglers who had fled to the flanks.

The clumsy of the two, the black-armored units with cooling towers on their shoulders abandoned their ordinary soldiers and rushed directly to the Warthog I anti-armored fighting vehicle on the left side as they fought and retreated.

A grenade dragging a silver-white tail flame slashed through the void, accompanied by a dazzling flash, exploded on the port side armor of the combat vehicle, and the anti-armored combat vehicle that was originally crazy backwards seemed to suddenly fall into a quagmire, with a sudden drop in speed, and in the blink of an eye, it was surrounded by five enemy soldiers chasing after it, and a strange conical grenade meteor shower fell on the body like a meteor shower.

A series of fires erupted, and Marshall's brain automatically made up a loud explosion, and the anti-armored combat vehicle was finally reduced to a pile of scrap metal under the continuous strafing of howitzer fire.

At this time, looking to the right, another group of slightly smaller, agile and agile strange soldiers pulled the trigger again and again towards their comrades who were running for their lives, and in the dark night there were no sparks from the muzzle of the gun, no tracer light piercing the sky with bullets, only the corpses of their companions who fell to the ground one by one like cutting leeks and could not get up again.

Marshall felt a chill, like falling into a midwinter glacier, the chill penetrated to the bone and almost suffocated.

At this moment, at the end of the line of sight, a person walked slowly, wearing a set of Mengya Empire's standard "guardian knight", walking leisurely to the front line, with a slight wave of his right arm, a needle with the thickness of a water urn and an anchor tip at the top of the needle must be from far to near, quickly passing through the insect swarm, penetrating a jackal tank that was adjusting the shooting angle on the edge of the position, and then forcibly lifted it into the air and flew out directly.

The jackal tank smashed a deep pit in the ground, and beans fell in front of him under the flying rubble.

He ...... Who is he? Why would those aliens listen to him? Marshall shook the W-219 Boxer assault rifle in his hand and swallowed with great difficulty.

The strength of nearly two companies was not defeated in the face of the artillery fire of the 3789 Division, and they were not discouraged in the face of the impregnable fortifications, but in just a few minutes, in the face of this mysterious force of less than 50 people, they were defeated and collapsed.

Screams and screams replayed over and over again, and the hoarse voice of Captain Claude was heard over the communicator.

"Come back and hold your ground! You cowards, don't run, come back to me......"

The rout continued, one vehicle after another ignited the sky-high flames, and the morale was like an unbearable SY pleasure, and it was dissipated in an instant.

"Alas!" Captain Claude's sigh came over the communicator.

Such an opponent is definitely not something that these people can resist! Marshall licked his cracked lips and was about to sneak away behind a veteran not far away when a figure flashed around the corner of the trench.

His heart tightened suddenly, and the steps he had already taken shrank back, it was Captain Claude.

"Marshall, Wilson, you two come with me." Captain Claude gave the order, walked quickly to the front of the command vehicle behind the cover, opened the back door, and dodged in.

Marshall looked at Wilson, who was slowly straightening up next to the command car, sighed helplessly, and walked towards the command car.

"What are you two still rubbing!" Claude's angry shouts rang over the communicator.

By this time, Wilson had already entered the command car, and Marshall glanced back at the approaching swarm, his face sank, and his pace quickened a little.

"Dad, Mom, take care!" Tearing off the pendant around his neck and stuffing it into the storage box of the power armor, Marshall broke the handrail and used his strength to rush up.

When he entered the back cabin of the command car with the heart of death, and looked up, the scene in front of him made him stunned, and the whole person stood on the spot.

Why is this happening?

Claude stood in front of the comms station, dumbfounded.

Wilson's right hand entered his chest and pierced through his heart, blood flowing with minced internal organs.

"You...... Who are you? The voice of Captain Claude dying was heard over the communicator.