"Enemy attack, in the direction of three o'clock, the number of twenty. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A trilling scream came from the helmet's headset, probably at too high a volume, and in short, Merlot, who had woken up from a light sleep, still felt a roar in his ears when he stood up to the firing position. There was no time to curse anything, and only two veterans with combat experience gave the order.

"Free fire at position one." Merlo saw that no sooner had the order been given, the sound of a Federated rifle was heard from a bunker to his right.

The black dots in the distance quickly fell a few times, and the rest quickly retreated, quickly disappearing from view.

"Tentative assault? The first group moves to the ready position. "Merlo only made a judgment based on the content of the textbook, and as far as he is concerned, he does not know whether it is correct or not.

As far as the results are concerned, Merlot made a correct judgment. At the same time as the first group shifted, intensive artillery fire covered that area. The explosion destroyed the bunker, and if it had not been for the advance transfer, I am afraid that two people from the first group would have disappeared into the explosion. Union servicemen, who have not had an army for more than two hundred years, are surprised by the long-range weapons used by the natives.

If Lu Lu knew, he would probably only complain, but he didn't know it.

In fact, the weapons of the locals put a hundred thousand federal troops in the entire Qusayr region in a difficult situation. Requests for fire support were so frequent that even the dedicated platforms in the orbit above were busy.

Melo was only a small detachment, although the commander of the defense area saw that the members of this squad were all technical soldiers, so he specially assigned a fire channel.

However, reality is always cruel, isn't it?

The enemy surrounding the landing craft was close to a thousand people, scattered out of sight of a thousand meters. After several attacks, the local forces dispersed and went into hiding. And the firepower of the orbital platform above has not yet been rich enough to kill and injure four or five people in one attack.

The crosshair's crosshair automatically locked onto the target, and Merlot pulled the trigger. The militants from 300 meters away fell to the ground. However, the fallen figure continued to struggle on the ground, apparently injured.

"Damn, didn't hit the lethal zone." Merlo couldn't help but curse, because at the moment he pulled the trigger, he subconsciously trembled, resulting in a shooting error.

"Stay calm, pay attention to the rhythm, and conserve energy."

Combat veterans have been repeating this phrase in the communication channel. Murlo didn't know about the veteran, and as a newcomer to the battlefield, Murlo didn't even know what to do besides pulling the trigger.

The Marine Corps' assault rifle standard stock of the USS Confederation is 24 energy bars, or about 2,400 shots, which corresponds to a 10 percent increase in weight. The soldiers who arrived on the Confederation not long ago had complained about this standard, as other warbands had no more than six, and some had only three, which made the Marines more able to move through the starship passage.

But now, the veterans are grateful, and the recruits continue to be ignorant...... As for the slowdown due to weight-bearing? Normal people know the difference between a starship with a central zone of no more than a kilometer and a planet with a diameter of thousands of kilometers. What's more, in the defensive war that is now underway, mobility is far less important than ammunition reserves.

I don't know how long it took for the attacking enemy to retreat. In short, at that moment, Merlo felt that all the strength of his body had left him, and Merlo, who was slumped behind the cover, didn't even want to pay attention to someone approaching.

"You're too nervous. The combat power of these natives will not do us much harm. An Lei, who was just a private, smiled and handed out a bottle of water to his temporary commander. If it's in a starship, our squad can beat the opposing team. ”

"That's because the enemy has no artillery support." Listening to what one of the only two veterans in the team said, Merlo didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes. If this squad had not been shielded from cover and charged against the opponent's artillery, I am afraid that they would have been killed without even seeing the enemy's face.

An Lei laughed loudly as if no one was on the side, and for this young man who had a higher military rank but didn't have much actual combat experience, An Lei showed quite tolerance.

"You'll understand sooner or later, sir." An Lei patted Melo on the shoulder, then slipped out of cover and walked towards another cover. After all, as a person who has come over, he knows very well that there are still several rookies in this team who need to be comforted.

"I understand your sister." Merlot took off his helmet and slammed it into the sand beside him. "I'm just trying to gain experience for my technician qualifications."

Marines, in fact, before the Battle of Mill, the Union Navy did not have the Marine Corps as an official combat formation. The task of countering the enemy inside the invading ship was in fact handled by the damage control unit. After all, in a sense, the invasion of the enemy is also a kind of damage.

So, under normal circumstances, the Marine Corps is equivalent to the damage management group. The reason why Melo appeared in the Marine Corps was only because he failed to pass the technician qualification exam last year, so he joined the Marine Corps in second place. In his personal opinion, this is just the difference between commanding and being directed.

Unfortunately, however, after joining the Marine Corps, he underwent six months of short-term training before being packed up and sent to the Springs Domain, a border region that was considered poor and barren by most Yan and Huang people. To make matters worse, when he arrived at the Federation, he was kicked from space to the ground without even covering the steel bed in the barracks.

"Lieutenant, the enemy has launched an attack on DT2630." Private Nie Duolei reported bad news to Hai Li. "Are we going to speed things up?"

"Nope." Hayley shook her head. "We will keep the perimeter maneuverable. If they really can't hold on, we'll go in again. As one of the original 2,000 members of the USS Confederation Marine Corps, Hailey knew the true intentions of this operation. Before the 100,000 newcomers arrived at the source, the Marines convened a meeting of officers to explain their tasks in detail.

"Wow~ This mission is really strange, is it really a rescue mission?" Nie Duolei scratched his head, obviously a little incomprehensible. Because in the previous few hours of hurricane, it was to rescue the lost comrades, and now, the comrades-in-arms are close at hand, but they can only cruise around the periphery.

"Attention, attention, the fire team is ready, our fire support must arrive within five minutes." Haili grabbed the communicator and notified the remaining three cars.

Under normal circumstances, the landing craft possess enough firepower for self-defense to repel these local forces. However, considering those newcomers who have only undergone basic training, the actual combat effectiveness cannot be expected.

However, Haili actually has some doubts about this task. For example, engineering troops actually do not need to fight on the front line, and it seems a bit of a waste to provide actual combat training for engineering troops. In particular, professional combatants like her were assigned to support those trainers.

It's wasteful.

Haili was expressionless, looking out the window at the desert, and no one could tell from her face that she was complaining about this babysitter assignment. In fact, in the Marine Corps, there are so few people who dare to look directly into her face that it can be described by a handful, and it is even less likely that anyone will study her facial expressions.

Of course, Hai Li's disguise was ineffective for Mu Zhendong. In fact, Mu Zhendong was very sure that Hai Li was essentially the same as the eldest sister who always stayed on the bridge.

Therefore, Mu Zhendong always entrusts some highly dangerous tasks to Hai Li, because this kind of task often does not have too many restrictions on force. In other words, it doesn't matter how many people you kill - it's a kind of authorization that doesn't really exist on the authorization document, of course.

As time passed, Mo Luo and the others, who were surrounded, were quite nervous. On the periphery, Haili and the others were eating nutritious meals very leisurely - although the taste was not very good, at least they could fill their stomachs.

This is where the newcomers are always anxious about the battle yet to come, while the experienced veterans are able to seize every free time to regain their strength.

"Rescue team, seven hours have passed, what the hell are you in?" The voice in the communicator was a little hurried, and it was obvious that the unfavorable battle situation or the reinforcements that had not arrived for a long time made An Lei feel the pressure. Although it is not a fact to boast about, it is a tacit fact that in the Federal Navy, rescue forces always arrive at the rescue site earlier than the expected arrival time. Although the tactics manual clearly states, don't expect the rescue force.

If reinforcements can't arrive, then the above will tell you a cold truth in a serious tone, rush out yourself, or die a glorious death. It looks cold, but because of this, in the 500-year history of the Federation, the soldiers of the Federation have worked hard to train themselves, hoping to become rescuers, not rescued.

In any case, the late arrival of the rescue force is very terrible news. As a result, the confidence of the soldiers was damaged, and the demoralization of the entire line of defense was immediately in jeopardy.

"Looks like the battle isn't going well, Lieutenant." The observation group, which had been sent a long time ago, gave feedback on the situation of the battle. After all, they are a group of newcomers who have not undergone professional training, and even if they have the upper hand in weapons and equipment, they are overwhelmed by the local armed forces with superior numbers.

"It really doesn't look good." Nie Duolei shrugged, and the picture coming from the front made him frown. "Are these guys really Marines?"

"Of course a member of the Marine Corps. If they were allowed to fight the Emma on a starship, instead of shooting at people five hundred meters apart here. Haili said calmly, putting on her helmet and checking the command equipment built into the protective suit. So, that's the necessity of training. ”

"No. 2, No. 3, No. 4 car triangle assault, No. 1 providing sniper support at point A." Hai Li gave the order and slapped Nie Duolei's helmet fiercely. "Rush up, Marines." (To be continued.) )