In the vast and complex wilderness, this modified vehicle looks very thin, and the weapons on it are extraordinarily attractive to Protoss warriors or armed Terran and Protoss bandits. Due to the lack of information, the scattered warriors of the Terran and Protoss often could not accurately judge the true power of the heavy machine gun and the protective power of the vehicle's external armor, except for the flamethrow, so they miscalculated the strength of the two sides.

Against such a chariot equipped with a conventional flame launcher, a heavy machine gun and at least three reinforced automatic rifles, there is not much difference between the deserters of the Terran and the Protoss who only have light firepower, whether it is ten or fifty people. Their weapons could not penetrate the armor of the chariot, and the distance of about 200 meters was enough for the shooters on the chariot to sweep them all down.

This kind of patrol car is actually a trap set by Emma for a small group of armed bandits and bandits composed of deserters from the two tribes. If they thought that the numerical superiority could make up for the difference in firepower, then most or even all of the people turned into corpses would be the price that the deserters of the Terran and Protoss would have to pay for it.

As the chariot slowly patrolled, a black shadow emerged from a pile of grass in the distance, and the black shadow was none other than Zhang Yuan. Looking at the chariot in the distance, Zhang Yuan pushed a bullet onto the chamber.

The light of the stars in the sky gradually weakened, and it was about to be night, and the patrol car that should have returned to the base long ago had not returned, but the captain on duty at the Silver Ball Base today was not worried.

It was dinner time, and the captain on duty brought himself a large plate of his favorite Zerg puppy steak in the officer's dining hall. In the face of such a delicacy, the captain on duty ate heartily. Just by looking at the speed at which he ate, you could tell that the captain was in a good mood today. In fact, what the captain remembered at the moment was the food he saw for the Protoss warriors and Terran warriors when he was sweeping the colony of the Protoss warriors and Terran warriors a few days ago. With the contrast, it is natural that tonight's food is extraordinarily delicious.

In the wilderness, a plate of food in front of the captain could indeed be exchanged for a lot of bullet medicine or a very rare and beautiful woman's night. You know, hunting Zerg puppies is not something anyone can kill, and no chef cooks such delicious food for you.

In the past, it was common for patrol cars to return late, and if this happened, it would mean that a group of armed Terran and Protoss deserters with poor eyesight would be unlucky.

There may be a lot of deserters from the Terran and Protoss races, but the captain on duty never worries about this. In fact, the body of the patrol car was equipped with thousands of rounds of high-explosive aircraft shells, and another 10,000 rounds of machine shells. Coupled with the flamethrower compression projectiles that can support several days of spraying, these things are more than enough to wipe out thousands of Terran and Protoss deserters.

You must know that the total number of Terrans and Protoss still alive on the entire planet, even if you add a few new generations on this closed planet, is less than a million in number, and the number is even rarer when scattered all over the world. It was simply impossible for too many Terran and Protoss deserters to come here, so the appetite of the captain on duty was as good as ever.

Just as the light on the horizon was about to dissipate, the modified villain patrol chariot slowly appeared in the field of vision of the sentries at the Silver Ball Base. Different from the momentum of rushing forward and billowing smoke when returning from fierce battles in the past, this time the patrol car drove slowly towards the Silver Ball base at a speed of more than 20 kilometers, and the swaying posture seemed to be on an outing for sightseeing. Above the car, the two shooters sitting behind the flame launcher and the heavy machine gun also leaned listlessly on their seats.

"Hey! Behold, Lieutenant Kuanda they are back! After such a long delay, there must be a lot of results. How come I didn't have such good luck that I didn't even touch a bird feather when I went out on patrol! A shooter in his thirties sitting in the base bunker said with envy and jealousy.

The bunker is built on the top floor of a mountain bag, which has a very good view, and the shooting bunker is made of metal, which is much better protected than a bunker made of earth and rock.

Inside the bunker, a weather-covered veteran was sitting with his back against the bunker wall, leisurely looking into the distance. The assault rifle was casually thrown on the ground beside him, but if there was a situation, the veteran could reach out and touch it.

"Boy! More than a decade ago, your unit was lucky enough to take part in the Armageddon as soon as it entered the ground to participate in the battle, and then the war ended in a tragic form. If you take part in a few more fierce battles, or if you reach my age, you will understand that being able to do nothing all day long is the greatest happiness. The veteran said leisurely.

The younger warrior was clearly unimpressed, and his face was full of longing for victory, honor, and wealth. He looked jealously at the patrol cars slowly driving back, and there was no lack of malice in speculating that they must have achieved brilliant results in order to come back in this unusual way, so as to attract more eyeballs and attention, and maybe even delusional hope to get the favor of General Emma!

The thought of General Emma's beautiful figure made the young warrior's blood involuntarily flow faster. Looking at the patrol car again, there was a vague hostility in his eyes that he was not even aware of.

At the Silver Ball base, Emma's strength is unquestionable, unchallenged, and there is no justification for it. But on this closed planet, the idea that women are men's accessories, bed tools, and the mother of the next generation has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, although the young warrior is only the lowest class soldier, but deep down, there is also the urge to throw Emma on the bed.

Of course, such thoughts can only be hidden in the deepest part of the heart, not only can not be revealed in front of Emma, but even when they are gossiping among colleagues, they must never say it.

Because of the strange ways of trying to fight the soldiers and officers of General Emma's idea, regardless of strength, the mortality rate on the battlefield is surprisingly high, without exception. And the guests on the bed who were favored by Emma, those excellent and handsome officers and soldiers, did not dare to disobey Emma's orders in the slightest. Because, no matter who dares to challenge Emma's authority at the base branch of the Silver Globe Army, Emma will not hesitate to kill the other party without mercy.

The veteran lazily poked his head out of the parapet and glanced at the patrol car. Despite the darkness and the fact that the patrol car was still some distance away, the veteran, with his experience, could see at a glance that there was something wrong with the posture of the two shooters. He stood up suddenly, grabbed his night vision binoculars, and looked over at the patrol car. At a glance, the veteran immediately turned around and shouted, "Alarm! Alert! Pull the alarm! Lieutenant Kuanda: They're all dead! ”

The piercing siren sounded, and the moment the alarm sounded, the captain, who had just wanted to swallow a fork of Zerg puppy meat, took a firm bite on the steel fork. At this time, he slowly shook his hand at a cup of rich coffee in the office, and poured all the small half jars of sugar into the coffee, completely ruining the expensive cup of coffee.

Emma, on the other hand, hid alone in the dark office, smoking cigarette after cigarette, and when she heard the alarm, the flickering fireworks no longer jumped, but remained frozen until they went out.

The veteran turned on the searchlight, and a strong beam of light focused on the patrol car that was moving slowly in a straight line, illuminating the body and the people on it.

One of the shooters leaned against the heavy machine mount, his head hanging over his chest, and the military uniform behind his chest could be seen in the strong light. The shooter in the back seat of the flame launcher was lying on his back in his seat, the blood stains on his chest exposed by the bright light. The two warriors in the cab leaned back in their seats, their eyes staring blankly at the sky and the top of the ruins. Their chests were covered in dark smudges.

The patrol car roared in a low voice and continued to drive at a speed of less than twenty kilometers towards the Silver Ball base, where the sirens were blaring. The barracks in the base were full of people, and soldiers rushed out, and a group of night patrol soldiers with live ammunition had already rushed over in a car to meet the patrol car. Brave fighters jumped into patrol cars, pulled dead soldiers out of the cab, and stopped the patrol cars that were set up to drive autonomously.