The starship did not slow down due to the fierce battle in the distance, and continued to land towards Kuixing.

After a while, Feng Qiu returned to us, and I saw a deep worry in his eyes, and it seemed that the explosion must have been a serious failure.

But we still didn't have enough energy to keep an eye on the hatch 24 hours a day, so we divided into groups and took turns on duty.

We haven't slept for more than ten hours now, and no one knows if we will be able to land on the surface of Kui Star without any problems. Odjett and Sache stood on the first shift, and Roy and Bird, along with me, hurried to sleep.

Two hours later, I replaced Sachie's post, and I didn't actually fall asleep for a second, always thinking about the explosion in my head.

An interstellar aircraft carrier is not something that can be built, but here, an entire fleet disappears in front of our eyes in an instant.

I noticed that we were starting to enter the Kuixing atmosphere, the exterior of the ship was rubbing violently against the air, the transports were starting to tremble, and I had to hold on to the handrails to stay on my feet.

Suddenly, a reaction force came from under our feet, and it seemed that the ship began to slow down and land, and we all became nervous, quietly waiting to reach the surface of Kuixing. About ten minutes later, with a muffled sound, the ship successfully landed.

The captains all got off the ship and exchanged combat missions with the commanders below, and we remained on the ship, everyone looking out of the porthole curiously.

We stayed in a makeshift starport with several large armed trucks on the tarmac of the starport, and instead of following us to this base, our group of transports landed in other areas. The helipad is surrounded by dense forests.

The overall appearance of the Rosa system is a replica of the solar system, with a total of Kuixing, Dixing and the main star Rocha.

Each of the three habitable planets is very large, and all the roads on the earth will be very large when they reach this place.

Kuixing has been cold for a long time, and these forests are all coniferous forests, and the branches are covered with light snow at the moment.

Then I saw the trucks move, and they drove towards a transport ship on the other side of the tarmac, and the soldiers on the trucks were real veterans, they were wearing no helmets, their black combat uniforms were dirty, and they were ready to transport the trucks to the transport ship.

The first truck drove past the porthole, and inside were square boxes, which I gradually recognized as the urns of the soldiers of the Star Guard.

The soldiers on the truck carefully stacked them neatly, perhaps among them were their former comrades.

The next two trucks were carrying living people, both dressed in reddish-brown clothes, covered in hair, and wearing electronic shackles on their hands and feet. Roy said to us, "Behold, the Rosha captives. ”

Many of us saw the Rosha people for the first time, not the virtual Rosha people in the hologram drama, and everyone crowded in front of the window to watch curiously.

The Rosha people were originally humans, and when humans first discovered this place, there were no intelligent creatures here, and humans began to colonize here.

Due to the effects of cosmic rays, the Rosha people have grown into orangutans, they are no longer human, and they do not intend to admit that they are of human origin.

Roy whispered to me, "Look at the guns in the hands of our escort soldiers. "I took a closer look and found that they were not holding high-energy laser guns, but classical rifles, which were not used for war, but only appeared on two occasions, one at a military parade and the other at the execution ground.

It seems that these two carloads of Rosha captives were not sent to transport ships to bring them back to the solar system, but were directly executed on the spot.

The Rosha also knew their fate from the rifles in the hands of the chariot soldiers, and each of them had fear and despair on their faces, but there was no way to resist.

Humanity has adopted the most decent method of execution for them, rifle execution is a waste of bullets, this is the last respect for the enemy, in fact we have a hundred cheaper ways to execute them in batches.

Captain Feng Qiu did not give us the order to stay on the ship, and at this time the hatch had been opened, and some of the supplies began to be loaded and unloaded, and it seemed that they would be replenished to this small base.

We stepped out of the ship and stood in line, and in the distance there was already a neat sound of gunfire in the woods.

At this time, the commander who had been talking to our captain Feng Qiu noticed us, and our immature temperament made us recognize us as recruits from afar, so he arranged a few words for Feng Qiu, Feng Qiu nodded, and came over and gave us an order: "Odjet! Lead your class to bury the orangutans. ”

I understood that the officer wanted us to see the "world" first, but my mission was really tiring and disgusting.

We were ordered to go, and when we got to the edge of the woods over there, we saw three neat rows of corpses, each with a hole in their head.

We pinched our noses and buried the bodies, but according to the original process, the firing squad burned them down.

We all felt sick as we moved the bodies, and the acid was churning in our stomachs. Although we watched a lot of dead people in horror movies when we were children, the first time we saw a real dead person, we had to reach out and move it, which is another matter entirely. Bird couldn't help it at first, and spit it out.

All of our cargo was unloaded here, and all of our cargo was transported by land. In fact, land trucks also fly in levitation, although the speed is slower than that of transport ships, but it is better than economic safety. More importantly, the transport ship is a valuable war machine, which can not only transport supplies between the stars, but also quickly evacuate personnel, without loading cargo, a transport ship can pick up 3,000 people. Moreover, the cost of building a transport ship is hundreds of times that of a truck, so transport ships rarely go to the front line to avoid unnecessary losses.

The cargo we shipped this batch was mainly a large number of missiles, as well as a small number of ground-based particle cannons, both of which were urgently needed on the front line.

Our mechanic company is responsible for escorting the cars along the way, and when we get to the front line, we are also responsible for installing particle cannons and repairing everything that is broken. In the event of an emergency, we will also act as an offensive or defensive force on an ad hoc basis.

While we were waiting for the loading of the truck, five more trucks drove in from outside the base.

This time it wasn't the Roshas, it was our wounded soldiers, each of them wrapped in blood-stained bandages, and others lying in makeshift treatment bars. I looked at their bandages, which were something they only used when there was really no way around.

If there is a medical soldier to help with the treatment, it will not be a bandage, but a wound gel. The wound gel in the medical kit we handed out, and I would love to share this gel with these wounded soldiers, but I don't know who to give it to, there are too many people outside.

I saw that some people had their limbs amputated, but they were smiling on their faces, and they kept muttering that they could finally be freed.

I see in the eyes of these people a strong desire to go home, and the Empire will not treat them badly. One of the men noticed me, waved at me, and smiled regretfully in return, and I could see in his eyes a deep pity that he was pitying our recruits who were about to go to the front.