The outer space satellite defense system fell into the hands at the first time, and the receiving troops with heavy casualties held out until the arrival of the necromantic troops.

The satellite center controlled by the necromantic troops, although it was attacked by the elite corps at the first time, but the necromantic troops, which were slow and amazing in terms of defense, were so unobstructed, with a defense line composed of an undead soldier, but the elite corps as a supplier collapsed!

The weird Gauss Cracker Gun makes the heavy loader of any large target like a balloon, even with an energy shield, it's just a matter of a few more shots.

And after the seemingly thin necromantic soldiers were destroyed by the fire, they were slow, gloomy, and weird to make people's hearts tingle, terrifying enough to make people have nightmares, little by little, piece by piece reunited, and resurrected like a nightmare!

Oh my God, resurrection!

What kind of enemy is this facing!

When morale is gone, collapse is inevitable.

The satellite control center, which has always been firmly controlled, has controlled the defense satellites in the sky as the receiving force of the inner ghost, and the satellite weapon that originally defended Faulkestein has become a sharp weapon to help the enemy!

Satellite weapons kept Faulkstein's fleet out of the defensive circle, and there was still room to attack the main parts of the ground garrison.

The thirteen warships, which were protected by satellite weapons in low orbit, seemed to be in an embarrassing situation with nothing to do.

Ground suppression was carried out by satellites, and all the troops transported were airborne, and the Faulkstein fleet, which threatened thirteen warships, was also suppressed out of range by satellite weapons.

It seems that there is really nothing to do.

The first time Messna experienced such a strange war, the starship, which had always been the absolute main force, became a mere means of transport, and the knowledge of war learned in the past seemed to be useless, and all the common sense of war became rubbish.

Weird, powerless, relaxed in mood for no reason, and contradictory feelings echoed in my heart over and over again, and finally only became one name: Bai Zhi.

There are only a few thousand troops, but they have to deal with hundreds of thousands of troops, although they know the extraordinaryness of the Star Marine, but he is so powerful, he must be fine.

Messna didn't show it on her face, but the hands she had been clenching betrayed herself.

Until, Bai Zhi's voice came from the communicator.

"The ground battle is over, Messna, you can send the transport ship down, and all the things you need are removed! Watch out for sporadic resistance. ”

How long has it been since the battle on the ground is over?

Messna opened her mouth slightly, watching less than an hour pass on the timer.

This time will also allow the troops to run from one end of the battlefield to the other, are you sure that this is really a battle, not a joint act?

No, no, that's not the point!

The point is, that stupid big guy didn't even tease himself, damn it, is this going to be abandoned before he gets soaked in the old lady?

The transport ship took off from the flight deck of the battleship and landed on Faulkestein carrying a logistics force of 10,000 people who were responsible for handling chores for Bai Zhi.

Messna couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and ran with the logistics troops to the battlefield where it was still steaming.

On the ruins of a ruined building that looked like it had been destroyed by a giant beast, a clearing was cleared for landing, and Messna's transport ship landed, a tripod inserted into the ruins, the hatch opened, and Messna, dressed in Caesar's personal armor, walked down the lead.

Messna, who was already in charge of life and death, looked at this ruin, but felt a little weak in her heart.

The ruins were surrounded by bleak-faced Trade League captives, who were now forced to search the entire ruins, not to search for the wounded, but to turn them into corpses......

The number of captives was at least thousand, but the number of Star Marines in charge of guarding them was only one.

Although the captives have no weapons now, I don't know how many soldiers are buried in this ruin, and the weapons that are scattered everywhere are clearly placed aside.

The Space Marine, as if he could not see weapons everywhere, seemed to Messna to even the Space Marine, who was a little encouraging, deliberately luring the captives to take up their weapons and resist.

Messna swallowed, looking at the dangerous ruins everywhere, and at the nearly three-meter-tall giant-like Space Marine, especially the blood that had been cemented on the starmarine's black armor.

Damn, this is the interstellar age when ranged weapons reigned supreme, but how does this Space Marines look like they crawled out of a pool of blood!

Could it be that this Space Marine has torn every enemy to shreds in a perverted way?

Messna stepped off the ship, and behind her a group of Caesar soldiers streamed out, muzzle raised, nervously staring at the captives around her.

There was a tearing sound of air in the sky, and a black dot grew larger in the sky.

The identification system identified them as allies, which relieved Caesar's soldiers, who were almost shot by the sound.

The black dot soon revealed its full appearance, and the figure, which was taller than an ordinary Space Marine, crashed into the spaceship not far from the ship with a bang.

The black shadow smashed on the ground and splashed rubble, causing the surrounding captives who could not escape to exclaim, and a layer of dust floated up, obscuring the whole view of the black shadow.

An electronic synthesized voice sounded coldly: "Messna baby, welcome to the playground!" ”

Messna didn't speak, but looked at the shadow carefully.

The limbs are intact, the power armor does not have too many scratches, and even the blood stains are very few.

Very good, it seems that this stupid big man still knows that the commander can't be at the front line, and he still leads the charge as if he is a fool every time!

With a golden ring on the back of his head, which seemed to be decorative, Bai Zhi strode forward and looked at Messna, who was less than 1.8 meters in front of him, even if he was wearing individual armor.

Wearing the thickened armor of the Pioneer Power Armor, Bai Zhi's height can almost reach more than three meters two, and the one-meter-eight Messna can't even reach half of Bai Zhi's height, and after getting closer, Messna's head is right in front of Bai Zhi's lower abdomen.

It's a bit subtle now.

Looking at the huge figure that stepped forward and occupied almost the entire field of vision, especially somewhere facing him and couldn't look at it, Messna took two steps back, and her little face turned red under the cover of her visor.

"Come, it's not safe here, I'll take you to the command center."

Listening to the other party's electronic synthesized voice that seemed to have no emotion, Messna did not dodge for the first time, and let Bai Zhi hold it in her arms.

With a snap, Messna turned her head to see that the outer armor of Bai Zhi's palms holding her shoulders was stained with a layer of white and red paste, and below this floor, the white-red paste almost stained Messna's body.

What is this, and how does it still seem to have a few bloodshot white lumps sticking to it?

Messna's face changed, and she seemed to see Bai Zhi crushing heads with these big hands.

Damn it! Don't even think about touching my mother again in the future!