The presidential secretary saw it and wanted to say something, but he just opened his mouth and said nothing. He knew that even if he spoke it himself, he couldn't change the existing results. When the order was issued, President Otride was ready to bear all the consequences.

And at this moment, in the three-dimensional council hall, the quarrel continues. A small number of capital controllers are able to influence the movement of the entire country, which is a very bad phenomenon, but the current Outlet has no ability to change it. I watched the arguments of the councillors in the council hall for a long time, and most of them thought that the demands of the Celestial Empire and the Entente were too much.

Only a few businessmen who had served in the army remained silent. You know, a lot of things point of view is important. In a dispute over a matter, only a small number of people really participate, and the vast majority of people maintain an onlooker attitude, but the harm of this kind of inaction to a country is sometimes more chilling than doing something wrong. Afterwards, if there is a serious problem, they will continue to sit in their place as if I had done nothing or that I had not taken a stand.

But in the end, you can't punish them because they make up the largest group of people.

Sometimes, Otride is really envious of the Celestial Empire, and their execution efficiency is always the highest.

Closing the personal computer in front of him, he uses quantum communication, and he is not afraid of being intercepted, which is a rare right for him now. If the information of a country's president cannot be kept secret, the allies will be too poorly mixed.

"After this is over, this right will also be stripped by the council!" Otrider sneered and thought to himself, continuing to watch the performance of the councillors in front of him as if he were watching a circus.

The secretary next to him had no choice but to accompany the president to continue watching. And the old congressman was still foaming at the mouth of the Celestial Empire's threat theory and the unreliability of the Entente. This has been said for centuries. But in the end, the Celestial Empire is still the same, and even many places have surpassed them. As for the Entente, they are even less afraid of them, it seems that as long as the allies dare to fire a shot at them now, tomorrow the starship will stop above their council hall.

The Allies were spitting on Earth, while Major Edward on the other side felt the urge to shoot the President in the head with a gun. Almost after the president sent it, he just received the message here. And Major Ye Feng just went out to find Major Chekov. Compared to Major Ye Feng's steadiness, Chekov was a typical fiery temper of the Entente, and when the allies did not agree to hand over the Pluto data, he turned around and left, leaving his captain to play with his fingers here.

"It's good to send a message earlier, you have to come now." Edward grumbled in his heart. What does the interests of those businessmen have to do with him, his own life is not guaranteed here, regardless of whether the money in the pockets of those businessmen has increased or decreased, who cares about this. As long as he and his comrades can go back alive.

Thinking like this, Edward just felt that it was nothing to lose some face, and the main thing was that it was best to go back alive.

On the other side, in a not-so-deep ice trench of Pyromes, hundreds of black-gray undead of different shapes stood in the ice valley, including humans wearing BX heavy armor and other alien races wearing other strange armor. The only thing they are the same is their black-gray bodies.

The undead seem to have a special ability to strip all color from them, leaving only a dead black gray. Their language is strange, more like a roar deep in their throat that can't breathe out syllables, and their voices are low.

It didn't take long for the undead to rush towards the tarmac, which had just finished exploding. They don't need to breathe, they don't need food, just like zombies that appeared in TV movies a long time ago. But, what is certain is that none of them are life anymore.

If the people of the allies were here, they could scan the identity codes of the humans in the team and they would find that they were the sentinels stationed outside the solar system, and most of them were here now.

The undead prefer tall race corpses. And the human body is too small to be used as cannon fodder.

These things are unknowable to humans, and I don't know how they would feel if they were known. The Protoss side doesn't look down on humans, because human technology is too backward to be worth spending a lot of time and energy on. The undead clan is because the human body is too small, and it can't withstand the attack of the Protoss warship or the main cannon at all, and it is not as good as a huge pile of meat.

But in front of humans, the undead feel that the corpse of a human is enough. After all, they are all small points, and they are enough for their internal wars.

"Undead." A warrior saw the black-and-gray figure of the undead from afar. On a silvery-gray Pluto, their silhouette was not particularly noticeable, but in the eyes of highly vigilant soldiers, their movements were very noticeable.

The soldier was not answered above, but a swaying individual missile, not aimed at him, but at some soldiers and wounded people gathered behind him to rest.

The sound of explosions sounded in the helmets along with the voices of the majors of the various brigades. Compared to the Major's voice, the explosion was more like watching a silent movie, except that there was fire and fluctuations, and the ice beneath his feet shook again.

Fighting in such an environment, unless it is a direct hit to the enemy, the fluctuations of the explosion will be weakened to the extreme because there is no medium transmission. "Troops, fight back." The major's voice sounded in the helmet.

At this moment, Mo Ran was moving away from a twisted steel plate with Rogge, and behind the steel plate was a small weapon rack, which was a lot of such weapon racks in battleships. There were not many weapons on it, only a dozen guns. This was prepared to prevent the enemy from boarding the ship for combat. In addition, after the forced landing, the security personnel of the fleet are used for defensive purposes.

Hearing Major Ye Feng's order, Mo Ran and Rogge immediately threw down the matter in their hands, grabbed the explosive gun on the side and rushed to the direction where the fire came from. He heard many cries for help and scolding from the sick and wounded in his helmet.

Then, the second and third individual rockets crossed the sky in arcs and landed among the soldiers who had not yet reacted and gathered together.

Mo Ran and some other uninjured Celestial Empire motorized infantry had already arrived at the place where they were attacked. This is the open space where their supplies are temporarily stored and the wounded soldiers rest, and it is also protected by a small number of starship steel plates. But he didn't expect the other party to use individual rockets to attack first.

Looking at the missiles that swayed into the protective ring, there were a lot of supplies in them, and if they were destroyed, their situation would be even worse. The counterattack had already begun, and when the first individual missile flew into the defensive circle, the veterans on the periphery had already begun to counterattack.

Compared to the weakness of human beings to use laser weapons, the undead are mass-produced, and humans fighting on aliens are very vulnerable, and the BX heavy armor still has a certain protective ability, but the training armor is gone.

The smooth surface also has a certain protective effect on the overflowing laser, and if it is directly hit, it will definitely be penetrated by the training armor. There is almost no hope of survival in an environment like Deimon, and this is the disadvantage of traveling far away to fight. With the exception of a small number of planets suitable for human warfare, the vast majority of the environment is hostile to human survival.

Watching the red lasers fly overhead, even behind the armor of the Mary, the protection is limited. Thin armor can't stop the undead's lasers.

Mo Ran saw with his own eyes that a recruit had just stood up and was about to cross the protective steel armor in front of him, and when he rushed to the front position to be with the veteran, he was pierced by a laser. The red laser just scratches through. Before the recruit could even shout anything, a large amount of gas poured out of the cracked training armor. He only had time to shout, and then fell silent.

Mo Ran couldn't see the face under his helmet, but he thought it was frozen to a white-gray color.

"That's good, at least you don't have to go out and get his body back." Rogge sneered, but his hands were clutching the blaster in his hand. These recruits don't dare to show their heads, and the ones who show their heads are almost the same as the recruits.

Mo Ran smiled bitterly, this is not bad. If they don't beat back the undead in front of them, then someone else will come to collect their bodies.

"Don't be stupid here, fight back. If you don't want to die, hit them back. Major Ye Feng's voice was a little angry. They had expected that Deimon would have the whereabouts of the undead, but the integrity of the previous tarmac had caused them to ignore such a problem. But now they know that this is a trap for the undead to encircle and annihilate them here.

After a little thought, Major Ye Feng made a bold decision. "Go to Pluto and destroy those two hot cannons." It was a gut feeling, and the more he felt that such a plan worked.

"The purpose of such an attack by the undead is to make the people on Earth feel that there are a large number of undead on Pluto, and then let the Earth bring back the team from the outer regions. The time to bring back troops is enough time for them to secure Pluto's positions and defenses. Major Ye Feng thought like this. He fired a shot at one of the undead in the distance.

The power of the blaster was enormous, and the massive recoil caused the bullet to fly through the open space between the two sides at a rapid speed, and then smashed a human undead wearing Type BX heavy armor into pieces in an instant. Although it was only a BX-02 type heavy armor, it was powerful enough to stun many people around.