I consulted with Basque Ice for a while, but I still couldn't come up with a better battle plan: the effective range of a short sniper was less than a thousand meters, and the range of the four-clawed spider seemed to be more than 1,500 meters. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIf it's on flat ground, we don't have any other solution than to fight hard. On this barren crater, the only way to fight is to take advantage of the favorable terrain. The combination of our weapons was a pretty good combination, but when we encountered such an enemy attacking from a long distance, it was difficult to come up with any perfect tactics.

The Basque Ice should have carried the most equipment among the Leilondo infantry. His flame gun was useless in this battle, and the two-chambered gun equipped in his right hand was an experimental product of the Samsung Space Weapons Research Institute, because most people are reluctant to carry such a heavy guy at any time, and he is the only one who has participated in the test so far. This weapon is very powerful, and it is actually equivalent to a combination of a single cannon + grenade launcher + revolving machine gun. Because the chamber and the machine gun are actually separated, they are called two-chambered guns. I studied the caption on the cannon, and it was blown more fiercely, but the actual combat effect of the xenomorph is not yet known.

I had an idea and said to Basque Bing, "I have a plan, which is definitely better than yours." ”

Basque Bing blinked his eyes, didn't ask me about my plans, turned his eyes to the marching shovel I took out of my backpack, and asked hesitantly, "You don't want to fight it with cold weapons, do you?" ”

"Of course not, I'm not crazy."

"Don't fight with him...... What are you doing with a shovel? ”

"Obviously, the preparation of the pit buried you." I smiled and raised my shovel to him.

Twenty minutes later, I climbed to the top of the crater. The rest of the four-clawed spider was beaten in disarray: its golden body was covered in black smoke from the missile, and blue bodily fluids flowed from several parts of its body. It remained in place, its body trembling slightly, and as its body rose and fell, the light on its body strengthened little by little, and it seemed to be recovering itself. I didn't even hide it, I just stood up, set up my sniper rifle with both hands, and pulled the trigger.

I condensed the pheasant qigong to shoot this bullet, although it did not help the power of the bullet, but I could slowly see the process of the bullet passing through. The bullet hit the carapace next to its eye, and it was actually bounced to the side, which shows how strong its defense is! After receiving this bullet, the light on the four-clawed spider quickly dimmed a lot. If I could get May to stand behind me and cast defensive magic on me, and shoot it slowly with my rifle, I guess it would be effective with four or five bullets. But it reacted quite quickly, and it had already turned around and fired a shot at my side. Fortunately, I was prepared, and I laid the pile along the way, leaving the safety rope. One flipped upside down, reached out and grabbed the safety rope and slipped down. The white ball of light flew past my feet, and it really scared me out of sweat.

The ground shook above, and the four-clawed spider chased after it. It's not as fast as the Xenomorph Assault Force I've seen last time, and it's only slightly faster than mine. Theoretically, I could still run a bit before I could catch up with it. It's just that the terrain of this crater is too poor to run. It took me five minutes to run less than a hundred meters, and I heard the footsteps of the four-clawed spider almost catching up to the top of the hill here. At this distance, there is no obstacle in the middle, and I am completely using it as a target.

It's useless to run, so I don't run, lie down and set up a sniper rifle. As soon as the four-clawed spider emerges, shoot it in the foot. The spider mine inducer that had been buried there was hit, and the three spider mines buried in the ground immediately emerged from the floating dust, looked around, and ran towards the nearest non-friendly lifeform that was detected. There were three consecutive roars, and dust was splashed on the crater. The four-clawed spider exploded and rolled down, coming straight for me! I didn't think about this situation, so I was stunned for a moment before I hurriedly shot. The four-clawed spider was very heavy, and it ran all the way down, until it was thirty meters flat in front of me, and it slowed down after two more grabs from me, and then stopped. It had lost all its light, and lay there motionless. I blinked, threw the gun aside, folded my hands, and muttered, "Dead dead, dead dead......"

There have been many people who have said that I am a crow's mouth, and I really hope that this crow's mouth will work at this time and can say that it is dead. But this legend, which lacks scientific basis, fails, and the four-clawed spider moves, ready to get up. I'm only less than thirty meters away from him, so can I fight directly with this guy who can jerk off? When I hurriedly picked up the gun and wanted to shoot again, who knew that the stone and soil that had just been splashed down stuck in the muzzle of the gun, and I couldn't remove it in a hurry, and I was about to explode the chamber as soon as I fired it. Seeing the four-clawed spider staggering to its feet, I became defenseless and had to raise my hands in embarrassment, not knowing if it could understand the gesture of surrender. I couldn't help cursing in my heart: "Damn, I believe the wrong person, the fat man is like a little prostitute ****, and he is really unreliable." ”

I really didn't have luck today, and none of the plans I had come up with worked as I envisioned. I thought that those three spider mines could already kill it, but who knew that its HP was so long! The four-clawed spider, which is not of our species, ignored our international law and military conventions, and turned the tube on its shoulder in a gesture of apparent surrender, and it seemed that it was about to open fire on me. I just don't know if its white ball of light hits its body, is it cold or hot? Faced with such a life-and-death situation, I actually thought about it. At this moment, a sudden dust storm rose behind the four-clawed spider, and the Basque ice I had buried there finally jumped out.

I immediately lay down, and immediately after, thousands of flashes of fire from Basque Ice bullets flew overhead. The four-clawed spider tried to turn around and deal with the sneak attacker, but the power of the minigun was too strong, and the distance was too close, and it struggled and trembled again and again, unable to control itself, and had no power to fight back. In an instant, it was sieveed into Basque ice, revealing the infernal flames of his side. In less than ten seconds, the four-clawed spider collapsed, dripping blue bodily fluids all over the ground.

After carefully observing for a while, the Basque Ice slowly approached, first threw a grenade to replenish it, and seeing that it did not react, it approached twenty meters, lit the flame gun and sprayed wildly. It wasn't until the four-clawed spider was burned to ashes that we both sighed together and were completely relieved. Such behavior is equivalent to the crime of insulting corpses under the criminal law, but we are all too weak to blame.

Basque Bing put away the gun, lifted the protective mask, took out a cigarette and lit it on the flame gun, and laughed at me: "Huang Er, your method is good. Although he buried us in disgrace, he finally exerted his combat effectiveness at close range. I dragged my gun over and asked him for a cigarette to light it.

The two of them sat back to back for a while, and finally calmed down, before I returned and punched him on the shoulder, scolding: "Fatty, you play with me, and you only jumped out at such a critical time?" Basque Bing shouted, "Damn, Huang Er, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk." The dead spider weighed at least six hundred pounds, and rolled straight over my head, and I felt like I had been run over by a road roller, and it would be nice to be able to crawl out! ”

That's right! I looked at it, the four-clawed spider rolled all the way, and the floating dust was really pressed tightly, and thanks to the infinite power of the Basque ice, it could still struggle out! This kind of clever plan still encountered an unexpected situation, and in the actual battle, it was really nine deaths.

After the battle, we have to start talking about how to divide the spoils. I put on a pose of contempt for utilitarianism and waved my hand to give the credit to Basque Bing. He became serious and refused to accept it, saying that he would write the report truthfully and share the credit equally. I tried to explain to him that I was now in the period of being rectified, and it was useless to ask for these small credits, so I forced it on him. The fat man seemed to be very embarrassed, and said, "Well, how about I go back and invite you to my house to eat grilled chicken?" "I praised it again and again, saying that such things are more real than credit.

After the sweep is over, we have to go back. It is very troublesome to go up the mountain, and it is even more difficult to fall down the mountain. It took another four days before returning to the team assembly site and meeting up with the others. Basque Bing and I had already figured out the language of bragging on the road, and we bragged at them in the car. But before we could blow enough, the on-board radio received an urgent summoning telegram from the commander of the second company, asking all units to go to the 22nd area of the Yamullin district to support, and to find the enemy on the plain there!

In this case, the Air Force should be called to help, the problem is that Lelondo now has no Air Force. It is difficult for reinforcements from the main base to arrive, and only our weak forces can fill the loopholes. The situation was urgent, and there was no time to think about the problem of fuel, so it moved to the specified assembly area at full power. The few other soldiers who hadn't fought against the xenomorphs weren't much, just a little nervous. The Basque Ice and I were in a state of disarray, and we didn't know how many enemies there were, what breeds they were, and we couldn't do anything to prepare.

The company commander of the second company made a big mistake in this incident: after they discovered the enemy's whereabouts, they purely wanted to take credit, regardless of the balance of forces, first alarmed the other side and provoked a battle. After the battle began, he found that he was defeated, and he did not try to break through, but defended according to the danger, and summoned his companions one after another. However, the area under the responsibility of the second company was too large, and the squads were too far away to reach at the same time, and it was a great taboo to throw troops into force one after another. Before we arrived, we had already received news that the second, third, and fifth platoons had been wiped out. From the description of the enemy, it is known that they encountered the xenomorph commandos who attacked the center last time, and they were simply unable to resist.

On the way, we encountered two jeeps in the first shift of four rows and one of five shifts, and reluctantly formed a line to rush to the 22nd area. We were the farthest and the latest. When I arrived, the battlefield was littered with wrecked jeeps, a few of which had only recently been destroyed, and smoke was still emitting. The twelve-millimeter-thick steel plate armor was actually chiseled through at will, and the enemy's hand-to-hand combat attack power was simply incredible. The few surviving soldiers and company commanders were trapped on a rocky hill surrounded by more than a dozen xenomorph commandos below. As soon as they saw us coming, they rushed up and attacked. The vehicle-mounted machine gun could not shoot at so many targets, and only one of them overturned, and they overturned the four platoons of chariots that rushed to the front. The two xenos jumped up and chiseled the car through in two blows, and a terrible scream was heard over the radio. A shift of five rows of jeeps immediately turned and ran, and the four alien soldiers caught up, and their four wheels couldn't shake off the two legs behind them to run, and they chased after them behind their butts, and they looked very mysterious.

Basque Bing made a decision in an instant, ordering only two guerrillas to be left in the car, and the rest of the people to get out of the car and disperse their fire to deal with the enemy. This tactic sounds like death at first glance, but it actually works. The enemy's attack is too fierce and fast, and no matter how many people you concentrate on one car, it will not have a good effect, but it will slow down the speed of this light vehicle, and you will not be able to get rid of the enemy at all. The firepower of this squad is quite fierce, and it is not necessarily a loss in close combat. We split into three groups and approached the rocky mountains, and when two xenomorph commandos rushed at us, they were both killed by Basque Ice with a revolver. But that thing is too bullet-intensive, I'm afraid it won't last long. I was basically useless, because the other party was running so fast that the sniper rifle didn't even have a chance to aim.

Ten minutes later, Basque Ice and I made it to the rocky mountain. A platoon of five tanks did not run away, but was surrounded and destroyed. The Jeep of the fourth class was missing us heavy guys, and it was running so fast that it was gone, and the other four who got off the bus were gone, and they were probably killed. We climbed up the hill and saw the commander of the second company sitting there in a daze with a face like dirt. Basque Bing asked him several words but could not be answered, and the orderly next to him replied: "After the battle just now, the company commander seems to have been a little crazy and stupid...... Probably freaked out. ”

Damn, we sacrificed so many people to save this madman? Basque Bing was the first to attack, kicked the company commander hard, and kicked him to the side, but there was no response, and it seemed that he had indeed gone crazy. The situation is serious, there are only five people left here, and one orderly and one medic are not useful. How to dispose of it? Let the decision of the ruler be made.

I turned on the radio and contacted the Leilundo command center to report the situation on the spot. Unfortunately, today's leader is Chen Qi, and her ability to deal with emergencies has always been deeply doubted by me. She frowned and listened for a while, and said, "Then let's do it, Huang Er, you will be in charge for it temporarily." The 1st Infantry Battalion has already sent reinforcements and is expected to arrive in three days. ”

That's impossible. We don't have anything, water, ammunition, medicine are all thrown on the jeep, and there are xenos eyeing us below, how can we hold on for so long? Even if all these are in place, it is difficult to say that we can hold on to them with the amount of manpower we have now. I immediately referred to myself as an intelligence officer, in charge of gathering intelligence and making cameo appearances, regardless of command. Chen Qi thought about it for a while, and felt that I was also a character who couldn't get up to the wall, and said: "Then let Basque Bing act as the commander of the second company, and you will lead the whole company to fight hard and hold on until reinforcements arrive." ”

As a result, Basque Bing was promoted to acting company commander of the smallest company with only five soldiers. I jokingly asked him for a treat, but he snorted repeatedly. I understand this feeling - there are not as many people in this company as there used to be. After a whining slew, he summoned the seven surviving men (the former company commander had been excluded from the human category) to discuss the course of action. The doctor and the orderly did not count on it, and they did not say a word, and I suggested that after dark, I would do my best to kill and wound the enemy. The enemy's patience was at the limit, and when they desperately rushed towards it, it was up to the six of them to find a way to resist.

"I'm afraid that's the only way." Basque grimaced and said, "We can't sit still, the first battalion is unreliable." Their battalion commander has always had a reputation for cruelty and killing, and he is greedy for merit. If we don't do it, we will take the exclusive credit, and once our action is successful, we must report it immediately and slip away. ”

"Isn't that so?" I asked him incredulously.

The eyes of the others present proved that at least this rumor is very marketable, then we are not only facing a vicious enemy, but also a knife from our own side.

We gathered the last bit of food and got a meal to eat. Basque Bing unloaded one of the machine guns here and filled his two-chambered gun. However, even if it is fully loaded, it can only theoretically continue to shoot for a minute and a half. Several others set up machine guns at the trail and filled themselves with armor plates, which were so heavy that they had to sit on the ground. When everything was done, it was already a little dark, and the xenomorph launched a charge and fought back.

I took off my hazmat suit in exchange for maximum mobility. The hill was not too big, so I had to sneak halfway up the hill and launch a sniper. Everything was ready to stop, and it was already completely dark. Basque Bing patted me the shoulder and said, "Dude, I'm so sorry for you to get involved in this matter and take such a big risk." You are not an infantryman, but you will be with us. ”

I smiled and said, "Now, I'll give you back that sentence." Don't say anything else, you're here, just for you, we have to fight hard, good brother! ”

When Basque Bing heard my words, he couldn't control his emotions, and suddenly burst into tears, hurriedly lifted his mask and wiped it, and said to me while whimpering: "Dude, your mission is dangerous, in case the other party has a four-clawed spider, it is simply a life of nine deaths, be careful." We can't help you much this time. ”

"Don't be discouraged!" I turned around and shouted to a few people present: "I don't know where I read it, the soldiers of the Middle Ages had a slogan: God bless the infantry. I'm from the East, and you don't seem to have any foreigners, so I guess you don't believe this. Let's change the word and call it 'God Bless Infantry'. Heaven will bless us with success! Let's shout, follow me! ”

Hearing my words, their solemn expressions slowly thawed, and they shouted along with me: "God bless the infantry, we will win!" ”

Then everyone's morale +50, and each of them went to their posts with a hundred times the spirit. Moved to the side, Basque Bing said, "You are really a man of culture, and you have solved the problem of morale in one fell swoop - this is very important at such a time." By the way, you have never officially engaged in this kind of military political work, how can you do this? ”

I stole a glance at it, and no one could hear our conversation, and whispered to him, "When I was in junior high school, I engaged in pyramid schemes, selling fake jewelry, and losing bags and scams. Instigated a few people, but it was a little bit of a cake. With that, he left, leaving Basque Bing standing in place with a wry smile.

Taking advantage of the darkness, I slowly climbed halfway up the rocky mountain and achieved a best shooting angle. However, because I didn't carry tools to dig a pit and conceal it, if the opponent had a long-range attack force, I was also an excellent target for the opponent. At this time, I found a very cute phenomenon: xenos are not suitable for night fighting, and the light emitted by their bodies is purely exposing themselves to each other as targets. Even though I didn't have a night vision device, I could easily find a target to shoot.

However, such a target task is also very dangerous, because based on the shape and size of the opponent's rays, I can conclude that there are two or three four-clawed spiders among them. I don't have the confidence to shoot against that guy. Therefore, if I shoot one or two shots, I will immediately change places, lest the four-clawed spider sea slump me. The results were good, the guerrilla lasted for an hour, two were killed, all the others were injured, and the light on their bodies was dimmed by more than half. There's a downside to that - I can't see clearly, and I miss the target even a few times. At this time, they finally couldn't bear to be hit by my black gun anymore, and rushed up the hill in a hurry.

Xenomorphs are heavy and take advantage of flat ground to easily knock over our light jeeps. But when it comes time to climb up the mountain, this becomes a huge disadvantage: it is physically demanding and surprisingly slow. At this time, they still had nine commandos and two four-clawed spiders, and it was no problem for them to trample on the flat ground three times as many as our infantry, but because of this rotten mountain, they did not dare to charge. My hour's sneak attack and harassment had infuriated them, and they rushed up desperately, even the four-clawed spiders squeezed into the narrow mountain path. The machine guns on it hit them as soon as they came up, and I threw grenades on the side, and the fight was quite lively. After three rounds of attack, a four-clawed spider killed a warp grenade fired at Basque Ice, knocking the next three commandos down the hill together, presumably seriously injured or killed on the spot. Whether I died or not, I gave two shots.

While I was rejoicing, an accident happened: the first machine gun of the defense suddenly jammed, rushing the xenomorph commandos to the top platform, and I didn't even have time to shoot. At this moment, I heard a loud shout from Basque Bing: "Get out of the way!" Suddenly, a raging fire broke out on the cliff pass, and Basque Ice burned all the xenomorph commandos who had squeezed up on the cliff with a flame gun. It's also that it's too narrow, otherwise they will rush up together and surround the remaining ones, and we will not have the strength to return to the sky.

The battle ended at 21:30 p.m. without a single casualty on our side and the enemy was completely destroyed. The soldiers and medical men of the company thanked us, and hurried to the 23rd District Road towards the station, so as to avoid the disaster of the 1st Infantry Battalion. I reported the battle situation to the command center on the radio, and they replied that the 1st Infantry Battalion still insisted on coming to clean up the scene and clear up the missing enemy troops.

"Will they really do the untrustworthy thing of attacking their own side to steal credit?" I turned off the radio and asked Basque Bing.

"I guess so." Basque Bing sorted out the rest of his equipment, filled his weapons as much as he could, and said, "Let's go, we have to walk 200 kilometers to get to the receiving point, and we have to be faster than the 1st Infantry Battalion." ”

Damn, what's the matter!

Cursing, we evacuated the scene and walked back to the station via the 25th District. The battle is over, and it is really unreasonable for us to hide from our own army and run away overnight. We all threw away our armor plates and protective suits and gasped for breath as we walked on the oxygen-thin barren land, blowing at will. When asked about Basque Bing's hometown, he told me something amazing.

"I'm a native of Leilondo, and I've heard that my ancestral home is in Shandong, China, but I've never been there. ”

I couldn't help but be a little confused, and asked, "The natives of Leirondo?" I wondered about this question for a while, but no one answered me. When did you start immigrating? ”

"It's not strange if you don't know, this is a taboo topic, and if we weren't such good buddies, I wouldn't want to tell you this." Basque Bing sighed: "We have been here for a long time before GDI came to take over Samsung. ”

This is not surprising, because Samsung was originally a product of a previous civilization, not GDI. But when I think about it, something is wrong - the GDI history textbooks never mention that when he took over Samsung, there were natives on it. And if there were humans on it when GDI took over, how did the alien invaders of the Great Era invade the Earth?

I put this question to Basque Bing, who was silent for a while, and said, "You'll always know, and I don't have to hide it from you." When GDI first arrived, they were very nice to us until they found out the secret. ”

"Secret?" I repeated,

"At the beginning of the Great Era, after Alpha was attacked, the residents of Samsung fled to Leilondo, blew up the defenses of Adams and Leilondo, and hid under the planet. Without any decent resistance, they ceded the fortress to the invaders, and they hid underground for decades with their stored supplies, surprising the flames of the great era. Our grandfather's generation...... They betrayed the main planet for their own survival. ”

I paused, wondered for a long time, looked at him as if he was joking, and said, "I can't understand this." ”

"Me too." "But they did that," Basque said. When GDI learned about this, it enacted the extremely harsh "Samsung Native Law", which prohibits our population growth and random migration. These are the sins of our ancestors, but we are still atoning for them. I also thought that maybe the old men at GDI don't remember anything about it, but the law is still working faithfully, and our situation is not getting any better. The natives of Leirondo are completely sinners abandoned by humanity on the edge of the universe, and I wish I could one day be free to return to the main planet, or somewhere else. I'm suffocating here. ”

Basque ice doesn't see the deeper cause, which I know a little about. I fell silent, following him as I thought about it in my head. Although GDI took over Samsung, it has never given due attention. The efforts and pioneering efforts of our ancestors here are just routines. Even if we're already fighting and spilling blood here, the main star ninety-five light-years away will only feel like we're doing what we need to do. Even if the fighting becomes more intense, they will not give much material and moral support.

Not only the natives, but also the three stars and all the military and civilians on the three stars, are all abandoned by the home planet and humans. Our destiny is only to wander alone at the end of this universe. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel pessimistic and disappointed in my heart. (To be continued.) )