In the XXX area of the planet Mutus, in the mysterious base of the Sharon rebels, the rebel major general was yelling at the holographic communication channel: "You idiots, why don't you quickly transfer other troops to Lao Tzu and find a way to catch that group of enemy troops!" If something goes wrong here, I'll collapse your rice buckets first! ”

"Yes, yes, the general is angry! The subordinates are going to draw troops! On the holographic screen, a major who was scolded with a bloody head and a red face trembled and confessed.

"Get out!" With an impatient wave of his hand, the Major General cut off the communications and walked anxiously back and forth in what was apparently the base's main control room, with his hands behind his back in his face. Outside the transparent floor-level glass windows of this room is an open space the size of several football fields and two or three stories high.

In the uneven space, there are piles of rectangular sealed iron boxes of different lengths and widths. Without exception, the outside of these boxes is sprayed with yellow hazard markings representing nuclear, biological and chemical weapons. In the center of the space is a cylindrical protrusion with a diameter of about ten meters, surrounded by two large doors, and some personnel wearing white radiation-proof biochemical suits are nervously transporting the large iron boxes inside the cylindrical protrusion.

"Krom, how long will it take for the cargo to be loaded? The Major General walked to the window, frowned for a moment, turned back and clicked on a screen on the console, and asked in a deep voice at a man wearing a white biochemical helmet that appeared on it.

"It's going to take another 20 hours, General!" A muffled voice came from inside the white biochemical helmet, causing the Major General's brow to furrow even deeper.

"Let the brothers work harder, finish their work quickly, and go home quickly! Do you understand? The major general admonished.

"Yes, General!"

"Shit, what the hell are these bastards all about?" After the man in the biochemical suit disappeared from the communication screen, the Major General looked up and continued to look out the window, muttering to himself.

The previous major reported that two hours earlier, an unidentified Union Army transport plane had been shot down by air defense positions on the perimeter. A patrol group that first arrived at the crash site inexplicably lost contact. The troops who then rushed to reinforce were met with fierce resistance from a small group of Union Marines, and after a fierce battle, both sides suffered casualties. Reinforced by the armored detachment that arrived, the Union Marines of unknown origin were immediately routed and scattered to break through. According to the patrols involved in the encounter, nine times out of ten, the small force descended from the transport plane.

Then, in less than two hours, news of the encounter between the patrol and the federal army continued to come back, and not only did the casualties of the patrol gradually increase, but the range of attacks on the patrol also increased, which made the defenders on the perimeter of the base a little scrambling.

"Damn, these people can't be the special operations team of the Fifth War Zone, right?" Thinking back to the contents of the major's report, a thought suddenly flashed through the major general's mind: "Could it be that the two old immortals, Bart and Auston, are aware of something?" Want to send a special combat team to conduct fire reconnaissance? Thinking of this, the major general frowned and shook his head, and said to himself: "No, there are few people in the entire Jihua who even know the details within the top level of the new army, so it stands to reason that it can't be leaked out so easily!" After thinking about it, the major general couldn't help but feel a little big, but the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense.

"Captain Andre, come to the main control room!" Frowning and hesitating for a moment, the major general finally clicked on the communication channel again and gave an order.

Ten minutes later, a Marine in a delicate gray suit of armor stepped into the main control room with sonorous steps. The armor on this team member is somewhat similar to the armor of the members of the Fifth Theater Special Combat Team, and they are all special operations armor that is more sophisticated than ordinary land combat armor.

"General!" The team member opened the one-piece mask, revealing a large, resolute bronze face, and saluted the major general.

"Andrei, I want you to immediately take your squadron and go out to assist the idiot patrol outside, and catch the federal troops scurrying around in our defense zone as soon as possible!" The major general nodded and ordered.

"Get out? Uh, general, subordinates don't quite understand! The Marine Corps officer, who was called Andre, frowned and hesitated when he heard this, "The headquarters gave us the order of the 6th Special Operations Squadron to protect the security here. If we go out, the safety of the base here ......"

"You don't have to worry about the safety here, as long as you can catch those Federation rats scurrying around as soon as possible, this place is safer than a battlestar! Do you understand? The major general interrupted impatiently with a wave of his hand.

"But the general ......"

"Nothing, Captain Andre!" The major general's face sank, and he said in a deep voice unhappily: "I hope you understand something, I am the supreme commander here, and everyone, including your special operations squadron, must obey my orders first!" ”

"Yes, General!" The Marine officer finally stood up and saluted.

In an air defense position diagonally opposite the cliff where this mysterious base is located, except for a few radar operators who are bored in front of the three-dimensional scanning radar, there is no other figure in the entire missile tower control room.

The highly intelligent air defense missile tower can automatically identify, lock on, and attack enemy aircraft as long as some identification programs are pre-set and almost no manual manipulation is required. Therefore, in general, in addition to more than 10 operators, the rest of the positions of a company-level air defense missile tower are ordinary marines who are responsible for defending the missile tower.

However, at this time, the air defense position was a little empty. In the ring fortifications centered on the anti-aircraft missile tower, there were only a few groups of marines gathered in pairs and threes. These Marines either get together to play cards and chat and brag, or eat and sleep and daydream, and occasionally there is a guy who is rarely lying next to a heavy machine gun, and when he walks in, this guy is having a spring dream that he doesn't know what kind of thing he does. The total number of Marines in the fortifications was less than twenty, far from the full strength of a Marine Company.

"I said sixth, Marco they've been out for so long, why haven't they come back?" A Marine with his helmet mask open and a deck of playing cards in his hand hesitated to draw the cards in his hand and asked his comrade next to him without looking.

"To Old K!" The Marine B who was asked, with a cigar in his mouth and his helmet mask also open, threw out two playing cards, and said with some dissatisfaction: "The ghost knows where the company commander took their bunnies and took this opportunity to run away!" Uncle, weishenme has good things that don't always take our turn to platoon? ”

"If you want me to say, not necessarily this time! To the old A, big you! Another Marine C then threw out two cards, and then said: "Before Marko and the others set off, I heard the company commander nag that this time even the major general was angry, saying that a special operations unit of the federal army may have been drilled into our defense area!" I'm obedient, special operations troops, just those of us who have just been wearing military uniforms for a few months, and we are not even very skilled in the functions of CMC armor, and touching them is equivalent to a mouse meeting an old cat, and the game will be over! Sixth, you said it was a good thing, but I don't think it maybe! ”

"Four preserved eggs!" Marine A, who asked the question earlier, threw out four cards, seemed to hear something, pricked up his ears and listened intently for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Old Sixth, Old Nine, have you heard any movement?" I think I'm hearing some explosion! ”

"An Lao Wu, this is a battlefield defense zone, is there any movement? Do you think it's your back garden, a quiet place for you to have a tryst with your little lover? Don't be too sensitive, let's take advantage of the fact that the company commander hasn't come back yet, and hurry up and play two more laps! Otherwise, hurry up and play the cards! The old six, who was holding a cigar, urged impatiently.

Not far from the three rebel marines who were playing cards, a pair of slender eyes sneaked out of cover, glanced at the movement in the ring fortifications, and stayed on the three marines for a moment before suddenly disappearing.

"Boss, there are twenty white devils in that fortification, can we handle it?" A moment later, halfway up the mountain, not far from the slope of the ring fortifications, behind a boulder, Chen Changhao, who was gray-faced and a little embarrassed, reported to Haoyi.

"Only twenty heads? Well, not too much! Hearing this, Hao Yi nodded, and said with a straight face that almost made Chen Changhao, Hu Erpang and others fall together: "I originally thought that there would be hundreds of white devils, if there are too few people, it will be useless to beat them!" ”

"Uh, Brother Hao, are you okay?" Hu Er reached out chubbyly, wanting to probe Hao Yi's forehead. In their opinion, Haoyi either has a fever or is crazy. Including himself, there are only six heads in total, and he dares not to put in the eyes of twenty marines who are fully armored, well-equipped, and have sufficient ammunition, and it is estimated that only a madman can do this.

"What? Do you think I'm crazy? Haoyi slapped away Hu Erpang's big hand stretched out in front of his eyes, glared at Hu Erpang and the others who were stunned, and asked. Seeing that Hu Erpang and the others nodded in unison, Hao Yi rolled his eyes angrily and scolded: "Lao Tzu is not crazy!" As he spoke, he took out a row of seven or eight high-explosive grenades from the equipment behind the armor like a trick and placed them in a row on the ground.

"Wow, Brother Hao, where did you get these good things?" Hu Erpang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted happily.

"You foodie be quiet, damn it, do you want to bring in the white devil in that fortification now?" Haoyi stretched out his hand and flicked Hu Er's fat head with a chestnut, scolded in a low voice, and then explained: "When you rabbit cubs only cared about running for their lives, Lao Tzu was not idle!" These are all scavenged from those dead white devils. Lao Chen, with these good things, it should be more than enough to deal with the twenty white devils in that fortification! ”

"Enough is enough!" Chen Changhao nodded again and again, swallowed his saliva with the same bright eyes, picked up a high-explosive grenade from the ground, weighed it in his hand, and said shyly: "This guy's power is not small!" I just watched, these dog-day white devils are all gathering in twos and threes to bask in the sun! As long as we act in unison, the custodian can send these white devils to the west together! ”

"So what are you waiting for? Fuck him! Hu Erpang said anxiously on the side.

"I'm in a hurry to be reincarnated!" Haoyi glanced at this foodie helplessly, beckoned to Chen Changhao and said, "Old Chen, you can draw a rough sketch of the scene in the fortification you just saw for everyone to see!" ”