The broken iron railing on the base gate slanted horizontally in the wind, constantly emitting a ghost-crying wolf-like "Squeak!" Squeak! Voice. Sitting in the driver's seat of the armored car, Mei gasped, and the entire border base can only be described in eight words at a glance:

The walls are ruined, and the corpses are everywhere!

It's hard to imagine that they were only away for less than 3 hours, and the base became like hell on earth after being ransacked by the devil.

"How so," Edward said, standing in front of the bulletproof glass window, covering his mouth with his hands.

Richard walked up to Edward and covered his eyes, a scene that was still too bloody for a 12-year-old boy. Richard looked out the window at the messy border base, his brow furrowing slowly.

"Boss, there is no reason why those black armored troops alone will wash the entire base in blood!" Furious Lang hurriedly grabbed the Storm Rifle in his hand, and for the first time the hand holding the gun trembled.

"May stays to watch the car, and Tempest takes care of the keyboardist Edward," Richard solemnly looked at the painful scene outside the car, took a deep breath, and turned his head to climb the iron ladder, "Angry Lang will follow me out of the car!" ”

Richard and Lang jumped out of the armored car and walked cautiously on the pile of corpses with guns in hand, Barrett's sniper rifle was held tighter and tighter by Richard, and his mouth was already a little pale from the oppression. The angry Lang on the side couldn't help but scold.

"! Who is so ruthless! Angry Lang cursed as he stepped over one border guard corpse after another, and then raised his Storm Rifle and fired a fierce shot at an empty black armor.

"Alright, Fury Lang, there's no one in there anymore, it's just a steel shell, and it's useless for you to strafe it." Richard said with a frown.

"Boss, there's no one left!" Angry Lang looked around, only to see that there was not a single living person in the field, whether it was the border guards or the black armor troops, they had disappeared.

A strong question also rose in Richard's heart, what happened to the border base after they left?

Just as Richard began to analyze the entire tragic battlefield and try to restore the scene in his mind, there was a sudden sound of wind whistle behind his head, and Richard immediately fell forward, rolling in the air and landing on the ground, avoiding the sniper bullets fired at him behind him.

"Who?" Angry Lang's voice rang out, and he looked in the direction where the bullet was fired, just in time to see a black steel cap swaying on the second floor of the base building.

"Boss, that sniper is on the second floor!" Angry Lang said to Richard, his right hand already brandishing the Storm Pistol in his hand and rushing forward.

Richard rolled over from the ground and didn't immediately catch up, but looked back at the ground where he had fallen before, a sniper bullet deep embedded in the ground was glowing in the sun, Richard crouched down and stretched out his right hand to take out the bullet.

Holding the bullet up in front of his eyes to take a closer look, Richard's lips moved slightly, "Xiaolan, help me match the model and origin of this bullet in the database!" ”

"Received host command system is in matching"

"After database comparison, the bullet is a perfect match with the M880 military sniper cartridge that was put into use by the Federation three years ago, and the M880 military sniper cartridge is produced by the Iron Star - Iron Tower, which is exclusively for the Seventh Legion of the Federation!"

The Seventh Legion?

Richard's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he put the bullet into the inner bag. Behind him, the voice of the wind panting: "Boss, that sniper committed suicide by jumping off the building."

"Suicide?" Richard suddenly felt that the whole thing had become even more confusing, why did the artificiality of the Seventh Legion suddenly appear here? The most important thing is: what did that person want to kill himself just now?

Richard's brow furrowed even deeper as he thought about it, and suddenly a dead man's hand climbed up his ankle!

"Brother and Brother" The "dead soldier" who was originally lying on the ground suddenly raised his head, and his pale and chapped lips closed with difficulty, "Yes...... Mutant ...... Invade...... The federation has an internal response! ”

"This man is alive! Top dog! The angry wolf called out to Richard excitedly.

"What about our people? And what about the Black Armor troops? Richard hurriedly helped the dying soldier up and asked anxiously.

"The commander of the dragon teng army has already retreated, and he has been taken away by them, please be sure to find a way to inform the Nebula military ......!" As soon as the words were exhausted, the warrior swallowed the most slugging, and then took a breath, his eyes widened and he left unwillingly

Richard was silent for a moment, then covered the soldier's eyes with his hands and closed his eyes.

"Boss, what now?" Angry Lang scratched his hair anxiously.

"Wait." Richard frowned and looked at the sky

Two hours later, three supersonic spacecraft landed in the Death Rift with a huge sound, and the huge darkness covered the border base, and countless hard-armed armored warriors and special forces were urgently dispatched, and the plane was comparable to a Nebula Hollywood blockbuster.

After confirming their identities with the commanders of the three regiments they had sent, Richard and the others went to the prosecutor's soldiers next to the spaceship in turn to make five oral records.

The pen in the soldier's hand rubbed against the paper quickly to make a "salsa" sound, the video recorder on his shoulder flashed green, and Richard lowered his head and recounted everything that had happened since he came to the Death Rift.

Although the flamethrower of the spaceship extinguished the flames, it still "buzzed" with a muffled sound like a yak exhaling.

"Name?"

"Richard"

"Age?"

“17”

“”

After Richard finished recording his speech, he slowly exhaled a breath, saluted the prosecutor soldier and left, and when he walked to the temporarily set up rest tent, another soldier called out a strong wind from inside. The two looked at each other and just nodded to each other, and then Tempest passed Richard and walked over to the creep, repeating the same answer in a low voice.

The Black Armor unit in the Death Rift vanished out of thin air, leaving behind a glorious "record" of one hundred and fifty-seven dead and two hundred and thirty-three wounded, and eighty-nine missing.

Richard looked back at the wind that was asking and answering questions with the prosecutors, because he couldn't hear them anymore because they were so far away.

Richard squinted at the supersonic spaceship floating in mid-air, they were about to go home, but the joy that Richard had had been two hours ago was gone.

The only thing he knew was that the news of the Death Rift would definitely cause a storm in the Federation when it came back to the Federation!

And it seems like this is just the beginning