Chapter Eighty-Six, Mark's Story 1

It was the beginning of the 178th year of the Interstellar Era, 2569 AD. A Pelican interplanetary transport plane has landed on the planet Cairns. Cairns is a human colony on the periphery, with a population of only a few million, all living around a base city. Most of the planet is still primeval forest, which produces minerals and wood, as well as a big cat in the forest.

As a remote area, a small planet that not many people pay attention to, but in this inconspicuous place, it has ushered in the confrontation of two powerful races.

Marco didn't know why Puldo attacked here, he only knew that obeying the orders of the military headquarters, coming here, destroying the enemy, and then going back, this is the eternal mission of the war spear warrior. But this time the mission was destined to be different.

At this time, Puldo has occupied the vast majority of the planet, and the remaining resistance of humanity is huddled in the fortress of the base. Relying on a strong defensive line and strong firepower, it resisted the attack of the Poolo.

It's the only military base on the planet, but it's built quite well, and it's said to have been fortified just two weeks before the war began. The area around the military base was originally a large dense forest, but now it has been devastated by the war and has become a large area of scorched earth.

The original yellow-brown soil is now blackened by the scorched dryness. Countless broken siege tanks and porcupine armored vehicles exploded from time to time. The base's original automatic turrets were paralyzed, hanging on the barrels of their guns, emitting black smoke, and stopped working. The corpses of the human soldiers killed by the Poolo's energy weapons were visible to the retinue, emitting a pungent burnt smell.

On the front of the base, a flat area of potholes that had been bombarded was slightly smoothed out by the Purdos, and a large number of Purdo berserkers and dragon knights were concentrated here, attacking the human fortress not far away.

At this time, Puldo's warships had already occupied the planet's low-earth orbit, and at the cost of two cruisers, a pelican transport ship had a chance to reach the planet's low-earth orbit and enter the atmosphere.

In this pelican transport plane, there are 17 war spear fighters, including Marco. The appearance of the transport plane did not arouse the concern of Commander Puerdo, he had shot down countless such transport planes today, and later found that it was easier to destroy the human soldiers carried inside than to take down this transport plane.

The Pelican transport plane lowered the altitude in the base, and when the altitude dropped to more than 50 meters, the spear fighters jumped from the sky and rushed directly into the position of the Purdo people as soon as they landed.

Those Purdo berserkers and tall dragon knights with blue crystal swords also reacted immediately, and the berserkers turned to attack the spear warriors, and the dragon knights also released countless light bullets, shining with white light, flying towards them.

The warriors were undaunted, their bodies swiftly shuttling among the Pullos, shooting at them with their MA5C rifles. Those bullets could not directly penetrate the protective shield of the Pulloc armor, but could only consume the energy stored in the protective shield, but the attack of the spears still did not stop.

Seeing the picture of the spear warriors fighting in front of them, the soldiers who were originally huddled in the fortress knew that reinforcements were coming, and they also raised their courage and began to launch a fierce attack on Purdo that had never broken out before.

At the rear of the fortress, a short-range rocket was suddenly fired, suppressing the dragon knights. The heavily armored dragon knights with four huge legs, although their shields were slightly stronger than those of berserkers, felt like being hit by rockets.

A single rocket can consume nearly half of the Dragon Knight's shield energy, after which it takes about five minutes to fully charge. As a result, the dragon knights danced, swapping positions, shielding a round of attacks, and then hiding behind their companions to regain their energy shields.

At the same time, the Purdo Berserkers on both flanks were also cared for with a dozen 40mm machine guns. These frenzied formations were disrupted, and 40mm armor-piercing bullets struck their light shields, causing countless ripples. From above, it looks like a golden lake washed by a torrential rain, and invisible duckweed spreads out.

This seemingly beautiful image lasted for a while, and then it began to be full of violence. Because countless grenades flew towards these berserkers, exploding red fireballs and gray smoke in the crowd. The loud explosions and whistling bullets finally pierced the shields of Purdo's furious battle, and the tall warriors who had been fighting for so long finally suffered casualties.

In this way, the pressure on the spear warriors is also reduced. The frontal spear warriors began to gather in formation, taking care of each other's flanks and backs. Moreover, the weapons held by the warriors seem to have a special attack effect on the light shield, and the energy shield of the berserkers seems to be unable to resist for long, and the full energy is consumed.

For a while, the pressure on Puldo multiplied, and the loss of the flanks was not large, but the consumption of the berserkers on the front was a little unbearable. Purple blood mist continued to erupt, and every second, a huge berserker fell, and the commander of Purdo finally couldn't sit still.

In the gray-black sky, a row of banshee fighters descended from the sky, and the light cannons on their wings were aimed at the spear warriors at the front of the position. Marco looked up and saw an enemy fighter plane appear in the sky, a flying machine like a large metal bird, and even metallic feathers fluttering in the wind.

The light cannon lights up and fires. Regardless of whether the enemy or the enemy strafe into the area where the spear warriors gathered. While the light cannon was being prepared, Marco had already ordered the transfer. At this moment, the strafing fire of the light cannon fell beside them, and it was still closely chasing them less than five meters behind them.

The rockets that had suppressed the dragon knight immediately changed direction and flew towards the banshee fighter in the sky. Long lines of gray-black tail flames burned in the sky. The bird-nimble banshee fighters tumbled, dodging the rockets, but also lost their grip on the spear warriors.

Marco raised his left hand at this moment, and the five spear warriors immediately stopped, and when they turned 180 degrees, they all had two more metal boxes on their shoulders. The two boxes were about the size of their shoulder carves, and when the lids were opened, they could be seen to be red bullets.

Marco put down his left hand, and dozens of rockets were sent out, rushing towards the dozen banshee fighters in the air who had just finished dodging. Boom~! A string of orange-red fireballs lit up in the air, and a huge wave of air blew up dust on the ground.

But this qiē did not end there, only a few of the Banshee fighters received minor injuries, and most of them were protected by shields without damage. The damaged Banshee fighter did not emit any smoke, but instead eerily dripping some purple liquid and fled into the distance.

Marco knew that the threat from the air could not be lifted, and there was nothing he could do. The Federation's warplanes are extremely vulnerable in the eyes of the Purdos, and the air superiority is mostly in the hands of the Puldos. At this moment, the dragon knights also fired light bullets, and the target was the spear soldiers.

"Retreat to the fortress first to ensure the completion of the first mission!" Mark shouted in the communicator. Facing the hordes of Purdo soldiers is indeed a troublesome thing.

Under the cover of the base's artillery, Marco withdrew with his warspear soldiers into the base's fortress. The Puldoman side has also lost some ground troops, and is now regrouping, and it looks like there will be more heavy blows.

Inside the fortress, Marco and his 17 spearmen were greeted heroically. There were still hundreds of warriors holding out inside the base fortress, and an officer stepped out of the crowd and walked towards the spear warriors. Mark took the lead and walked up to the officer and gave him a military salute, and the officer returned the salute.

"I am Major General Capus, the Supreme Military Commander of Cairns. It's nice to see reinforcements, and thank you to the Commonwealth for remembering us. The officer said, his eyes bloodshot, his face wrinkled and dusty, and his gray hair unkempt.

"We're a Spear Squad, and I'm Sergeant Major Marco." Marco said coldly. Whether he was on a mission or not, he was so cold.

"How many federal support troops are there this time? When are we going to fight back? The major general asked anxiously. He had lost almost all of his men, and now he had only the anger of revenge in his heart.

"Our mission is to keep one item safe, and then your safety."

"What? So there will be no support here, and there will be no counteroffensive? Are my men, my soldiers, dying here in vain? The Major General roared angrily, the last hope to support his survival was to wait for the support of the Federation, and he wanted to watch the Purdomen who killed millions of humans on the planet be destroyed one by one under the counterattack of the Federation.

"I'm talking about our mission. Our mission is not to destroy the Puldos and to plan a counteroffensive. Sir! ”

Taking a deep breath, Major General Capus tried to calm himself down. After years of operating in the army, he knows what they are facing now. The Union army doesn't have the strength to counterattack, but there's something here that the big guys value. So to protect that thing and leave, and take yourself away, is nothing more than to find a person to carry the black pot on this fallen planet.

However, looking around the inside of the fortress, those gray-faced and exhausted warriors thought of the wounded in the crowded medical room. They were all lively lads, the best soldiers under him, and now they are going to leave them behind?