After all, it is the capital star KW27, and it is impossible for Waters, who represents the Komianan faction, to really tear his face and launch a large-scale armed attack. But if the other party is just playing assassination, harassment or something, there are 4 battalions in charge, and nothing goes wrong.

For example, last night, no matter how tough Rodney was, if the 4th Battalion had stared at the small black ship with the Iron Helmet, and then sent more than 20 excellent mechs to besiege Rodney and arrange a few good men to intercept it, then Rodney would really not have enough lives to die.

Tang Yun silently returned to his temporary camp and closed the door with a bang.

The members of the 3rd team left, and the people of the 4th battalion never came again. But it's not that they don't want to come over to take a look at Tang Yun's injury, and by the way, they can comfort this little brother. But because of Qin Haocang's order, the original words of this stubborn old man were "Soldier!" You can't hide from what you should experience! No one is allowed to coax the child, otherwise he will be fined 50 kilometers of weight-bearing running! ”

Yes, as Qin Haocang said, Tang Yun, who returned to the temporary camp, was unspeakably sad and lonely, but these are all things that a real soldier must experience.

Tang Yun took off the military vest that was a little ragged during the battle, tore it along the side stitches, and then took out a few pieces of ice from the refrigerator, wrapped them and applied them to the eye sockets that had not yet subsided. At this time, Tang Yun just wanted to stay by himself, and was unwilling to go to the medical team to "hang out".

He slumped himself on the couch in the living room, pressed the ice pack on his eye socket with his hand, and stared at the ceiling in a daze. The meaningless patterns on the ceiling formed by the paint that had not been evenly brushed due to the rush of work seemed to have become a famous painting, gluing Tang Yun's gaze there.

He just sat there, looking at the sky, motionless.

When the automatic clock at the head of the bed chimes the time for the fourth hour, the anger in Tang Yun's heart had already torn all those sad emotions to pieces. And more than that, another more contradictory and complex emotion began to fill his heart.

He hates!

Hate Apocalypse killed his 38 brothers, Hate Apocalypse killed Awl, Hate Apocalypse killed Xie Ying, Hate Apocalypse killed Wangcai who held slippers for him every morning, Hate Apocalypse Hit X Biochemical Beast on Savage Star K5 and slaughtered all kinds of mercenaries......

As a lucky survivor, he has no qualifications to grieve, he only has more good reasons to hate and take revenge!

But it doesn't seem to stop there.

For the battle between the D7 Star Gate and the Southern Faction Combat Ship Group, Tang Yun tasted something different from the previous ones in the battle.

He began to hesitate, was the cruel and bloodthirsty methods he had used to deter those Southern Faction battleships really a matter of course?

Under the ultra-high human-machine synchronization rate, Tang Yun could still clearly remember the feeling when he poked his finger into the cockpit of the enemy mecha and crushed the mecha inside into a pulp. He still remembered how he held his sword high and slashed at the Nanpai mecha who had completely lost their ability to fight like a demon god. He could still remember the flying blood and scraps of flesh.

Indeed, both the Apocalypse and the Kemia Southern Sect are Tang Yun's enemies, they are a mixed dog, trying to help Apocalypse infiltrate the Kemia Star Domain and even control the Kemia Star Field. Moreover, for their own benefit, they intercepted those innocent merchant ships that passed through the D7 Star Gate, and brutally strangled all kinds of mercenaries.

But he and the two of them killed so many Southern mercenaries with extreme cruelty in this battle, is this also justice?

These hapless mercenaries don't even know about the existence of the Apocalypse, they just trade their own lives for that meager bounty, even if the leader of the Komianan faction, Waters, really sits in the position of the head of the star, what benefit can these cannon fodder get?

The cost of a drink or a pack of cigarettes?

......

To fight is to fight, and to kill is to kill. But these cruel and bloodthirsty acts of oneself ......

Whatever the reason, is this just?

If these dead cannon fodder also have some brothers who have passed their lives, should they also hate themselves for this and find ways to kill themselves?

Tang Yun grabbed the only remaining half bottle of General Red on the coffee table, pulled out the cork plugged on it with his mouth, raised his head and poured it down.

The burning sensation in his throat like a fiery fire diverted many of his troubled thoughts, to hell with what is righteous and righteous. For the duel between the [Dark Sanctuary] and [Iron Body II], it was unreasonable for him to be optimistic before. The biggest problem he has to face at the moment is not the problem of these half-values that have almost sublimated to the realm of philosophy, but how to defeat the half-human, half-machine monster in a duel.

If yesterday's battle was a duel representing two crystals, or two star head candidates, he would have lost.

The opponent's strength in battle was much higher than his own, whether it was speed or strength, his half-human and half-mechanical body was like an insurmountable mountain, horizontal in front of him. [Dark Sanctuary] is not a concept at all in the hands of Rodney and the Hatred Ingots, and the real competition and training are completely different. What would be the result when a brilliant crystallization like the Dark Sanctuary was combined with a first-class master like Rodney?

What's more, the [Dark Sanctuary] is a standard C-level crystal, and last night Tang Yun used the same C-level [Jin Yi] to fight the opponent was not an opponent at all, but what about the D-level [Iron Body II]?

[Iron Body II] was originally a low-level and easy-to-control card, but the energy intensity was a whole level weaker!

And Tang Yun didn't dare to imagine how high the human-machine synchronization rate would be with the other party's half-human and half-mechanical body. Coupled with the skillful control of the miniature [Dark Sanctuary], the understanding of the standard [Dark Sanctuary] crystals will not be too bad.

Therefore, Tang Yun knew very well in his heart that whether it was a fighting or a mecha battle, the only thing he had to face was the possibility of a fiasco.

......

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Zhai Wu walked into Tang Yun's temporary camp with his little brother who looked quite professional but was always nervous.

"Brother Yun, this crystal was successfully cracked 4 days ago, and I just had time to send it to you." Zhai Wu had a smile on his face and whispered hello. Although he is not as bright as he usually smiles, he does not deliberately keep a straight face, which is very decent in the current situation.

"I've said it several times, don't call my brother!" Tang Yun put down the ice pack in his hand and said helplessly, "You are more than ten or twenty years older than me, and it is enough to be my uncle!" ”

"This really doesn't work!"

"Let's do it, whoever takes the lead, who is the brother! Not stingy. ”