"This is Sergeant Ankang of the Seventh Mobile Unit of the Planetary Defense Force, is anyone there? Is there anyone on board? ”

While running in the direction of possible people, Ankang kept using all the means of communication he could use to try to contact the survivors.

But nearly a minute later, he still hasn't heard anything from the survivors.

The undisguised broadcast on the public channel revealed his own location, and although the information warfare protection provided to him by the two frigates around him kept his position from being known to the enemy in space, thus avoiding the danger of external precision strikes, the alien debris inside the ship continued to stop him in various ways.

"Sergeant, I'm sorry we don't have any extra land forces to support you right now, so please be careful. If you need it, we will send our sailors to support you. ”

The captain of one of the frigates protecting the Hope said apologetically to An Kang on the communication channel that the frigate's operational requirements had led to the fact that he did not have the need to carry a large number of land combat drones himself, so now they could only help him to a certain extent in terms of information.

"It doesn't matter the captain, I can protect myself and search for survivors as much as possible, without a special land drone to deal with the enemy on this ship with the crew, there will definitely be great casualties, please don't risk it." Well, in fact, there is still a need, and if possible, I hope to drop some ammunition and supplies on these sites. ”

After sending the coordinates to the captain of the frigate, Ankang fired several shots in succession at a location covered with brown fungus beaches, and the heavy armor-piercing projectile carrying the blasting warhead accurately pierced the fungus blanket after electromagnetic acceleration, and after killing some fist-sized but extremely explosive puncture worms, by the way, opened a bathtub-sized hole in the armor plate on the ground.

"It seems that this ship is really a half-finished repair of a civilian ship."

After a minute or so of fighting, the Ankang Power Armor Computer has basically restored the structure and anti-strike ability of this ship, which will be of reference significance for future battles.

"Understand the sergeant, the supply crate has been delivered." Eight supply crates the size of a single bed were smashed into the Hope via a multi-purpose dropper, and after careful calculations, the crates, which had been flying for about two seconds, briefly slowed down as they approached the intended location to allow it to pass through the Hope's outer armor without causing further damage. "Sergeant, I heard gunshots, it looks like you're in some trouble."

"Yes, it's what looks small that is really threatening. In fact, drones are very useful at this time. yes, partner. Ankang patted the weapon station in front of the right that he temporarily named R2, helping Ankang solve a lot of small troubles At this time, there are all kinds of potholes on the external armor, in addition to the lack of reactive armor that has been used up to defend against attacks, there are also some traces similar to corrosion, which were splashed out when they were solving some big silicon-based bugs before.

"Actually..."The frigate captain's tone suddenly hesitated, "If you can't find a survivor, then sergeant, you better hurry back quickly, our shuttle is ready at any time." ”

A minute had passed, there was no sign of survivors, no more responses were made in the communications industry, and close-up scanning of frigates and fighter jets found no traces of survivors' lives. So the loss of another professional soldier at this time is really a bit inappropriate.

"And according to the latest news that came just now, a large number of Confederate warships and the Meda Clan's swarm fleet are attacking all UN strongholds, and we shouldn't have more reinforcements coming in ten minutes."

The captain's words made An Kang's footsteps pause, but the next second he still walked forward quickly: "I have a hunch that there should be survivors and will be of great help to us." ”

“... Get to know the sergeant, keep in touch. ”

Because of the battle, in the dimly lit aisles, clusters of fungus carpets of different colors seemed to continue to erode the ship, adding some magic to the already oppressive environment.

After a turn, the map shows that there is only one aisle away from the CIC, but the map shows that the aisle is only about two meters wide.

The small environment is often not conducive to human beings, and at the same time, it is more susceptible to dense attacks and cannot dodge, so in the process of rushing in the previous minute, Ankang spent so long, in addition to being harassed by the units of the King of the Meda Clan, there is also the relationship that he has avoided some narrow shortcuts.

However, there is no other route to choose from in this last section. As an effective protection measure, it has now evolved into a moat that hinders rescue.

"Embarrassing, what should I do now?" An Kang, who was talking to himself, glanced around him, then glanced at the holographic map again.

The not-so-complicated map and relatively complex pipelines are at a glance, but there is no other way to bypass them anyway, and although there are some things in the pipeline diagram that are connected to the CIC from all directions, it is clear that Ankang can't get into it as small as Ultraman.

Moreover, Ankang seriously suspects that there must be Zerg guards among these pipelines.

[Huh? Wait, I seem to have an idea. 】

After setting the R2 to companion mode, Ankang loaded the grenade magazine on his waist into the assault rifle and aimed it at the wall twenty meters away.

The modern gun grenade, which is absolutely overpowered, opened a large hole in the inner wall of 5CM thick and the outer armor of 7CM without pressure, and the difference in air pressure between the inside and outside sucked Ankang into space at once.

In space, unlike other times, where the battle is so far away from both sides, it seems calm, but now Ankang, who is in the center of the battlefield, can even see with the naked eye what can be called a "fierce" battle scene. Piece after piece of external armor plate was now breaking away from hyperspace and heading towards one frigate, replacing the armor that had almost turned to pieces one by one at a rapid speed.

The high-power laser array of the spacecraft on the UN ship's side also built a line of death, and silicon-based bugs with a size of ten meters and twenty meters in size charged in batches or disappeared in batches or were cut in half in a line.

Unusually persistent fireballs blocked the path of the Confederate and Zerg warships farther away.

But what is more conspicuous or different from these normal combat attacks and defenses is that on the battlefield, the ATX team is three huge robots shuttling across the battlefield, and under the cover of the unmanned space fighter, Lieutenant Colonel Zeng Jia even really used his ship chopping knife to cut a Zerg battleship in half.

"Sergeant, do you need help?"

When Ankang came out of the hole, the message of the captain of the frigate appeared in Ankang's ears again.

"No captain, it's planned."

The stabilization and propulsion mechanism of the power armor was instantly activated, and Ankang, who got rid of the suction and rushed towards the Hope, raised the assault rifle in his hand and hit the CIC room again, and the grenade on the belt fired a few tenths of a second before it was fired, and the tow rope that shot out almost immediately behind the grenade shot into the hole.

"R2, rescue mode."

R2, who had unleashed a hard rescue net, rushed into the hole with him behind Ankang.

When he reached the hole, he perfectly hugged several human figures who were about to fly out of the outer armor plate with Ankang.

Ankang, who rolled into the CIC was not met with the expected rain of bullets or the onslaught of alien beasts, and all he saw was as many as eleven "corpses" scattered around the dimly lit corners of the CIC, including those he and R2 had received.

It shouldn't have been because of the hole he had opened, so the location of these bodies must have been moved.

"R2, turn on first aid mode."

An Kang, who crouched down to examine the corpses, frowned, as he first saw that the bodies of these people appeared to have been shot by a gun.

It's not that guns are only available to humans, on the contrary, most alien civilizations have this kind of very effective weapon, but the King of the Meda Clan's insect swarm that pursued this spaceship would not cause such a wound even if it had a projectile weapon, and Ankang, who had been dealing with them since the beginning, was very sure about it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

A series of coughing sounds diverted Ankang's attention, and a young man in CIC appeared to have woken up from cardiac arrest after receiving emergency medical treatment from R2.

"Hey, it's okay, I'm a Planetary Defense Force soldier, what's going on?"

"Where am I? He seemed to be a little delirious when he woke up, but his words were still clear, which showed that he had not lost his heartbeat for a long time, and his brain had not been irreversibly damaged.

"It's okay, it's still on your ship, 2, look for a spacesuit."

After about ten seconds passed, the man seemed to come to his senses and tried to get up, but the sharp pain caused him to fall back on Ankang's hand.

"Citizen, your physical condition is still not good, I will ask the ship to send a professional medical shuttle over, but for now it is better for you to lie down."

"Ahem, little Jack, that kid, brainwashed! No, probably not brainwashing. He..."

"Calm down, calm down."

Although the survivor's words were a little confused, Ankang always felt that it included important information, and the survivor seemed to be forcing himself to calm down, and after taking two deep breaths, he looked at Ankang solemnly: "There is a traitor among us, one of our members, Little Jack, suddenly shot just now." Now it may be... Have any survivors been found? Fast! Leave me alone, you go save my crew! He tried to get rid of Ankang's hand, but after a moment's pause, he grabbed Ankang's arm and said loudly, "No, none of this matters, open the communication, I know you have this that can link to the entire battlefield." Tell the UN that those damn bugs are now taking over the colonies of Mars and Jupiter on Earth, and that the mounds are brainwashing after a period of carnage! The colony of Jupiter on Mars, all of them were gradually implanted with the Mind Seal, and then they brought back a large number of relics called the Yutopia civilization, and were building something with faster-than-light broadcasting capabilities, which we, well, the Resistance's technologists say. As for the Resistance, it's finished. Don't care about those who have become puppets, rush in and kill all the damn bugs! ”