While the young man was saying goodbye to his elders, also in Fuxing City, the original high priest of the Primordial Rage Sect, Trikao, was doing his daily homework.

This is a bright hall, and a statue of a god like a bear and an eagle stands here. The statue of the angry owl god carved out of the white jade-like stone has a furious expression. Anyone standing in front of it feels like a storm is coming at them, and those who are not firm in their minds will be destroyed by the strong wind.

The primordial high priest Trikao, but we are safe and secure in front of the statue of the primordial angry owl.

He was baptized by the storm and at the same time listened to the wrath of the gods.

At this moment, a priest wearing a gray hood quietly appeared behind the high priest.

Far away, he didn't feel the wind, but he knew what the consequences would be if he stood in front of the Storm Idol.

And the high priest has been standing here for a long time.

The priest's eyes were full of fear and reverence, and he whispered: "High Priest, our actions in Fuxing City have encountered some obstacles, and the governor who is not in the city has put too much pressure on the Union government, and they are now investigating us much harder. Much of the material could no longer be operated through official channels with great fanfare, and the missionary work among the out-of-town displaced people was forced underground. ”

The high priest turned around, his gaze deep, as if looking into the priest's heart. His lips did not move, but his voice sounded in the ears of the priest like a breeze: "The power of the storm is endless, and we will overcome all difficulties to achieve the sacred mission." The slightest obstacle will eventually be destroyed by the storm, no matter which Governor is holding us back. ”

The priest was convinced: "You are right, the Howling Wind God has sent a message earlier, and the enemy has taken the bait, so there will be good news soon." As long as that governor dies, the whole city of Fuxing will be in chaos! They can't afford the Governor's unnatural death, they'll be afraid of the starships in the sky, and no one will have the energy to care what we're doing. ”

The High Priest sighed, "Time flies, and humanity is still sinking in ignorance, and only the storm can lead them out of the darkness. Our mission is to spread the glory of God to every corner of the world. “

The priest replied respectfully: "As you say, High Priest. We will do our best to live up to the expectations of the storm. “

The High Priest again prayed silently and exclaimed, "May the storm guide our paths and let us be a light to guide people in this darkness." Go, my child, and the blessing of the Lord is with you. “

The priest bowed respectfully, and then quietly departed, leaving the high priest standing alone in front of the statue of the wrath.

……

Yan Fangxu already deeply felt that the situation was wrong.

He led the 3rd Infantry Battalion, which had just been formed and had only been fully equipped, to carry out a clearing operation of xenomorph woodland.

Four hours ago, his team was cleaning up a monster's lair.

They had killed dozens of monsters near their lair, and what they had to do next was no different from before. Although the hatchery was larger than anything they had ever encountered before, it was not large enough to be larger.

After destroying the nest, they prepare to leave and move on to the next location.

Then, a dense burst of gunfire could be heard in the surrounding woodland.

Yan Fangxu's command style has always been steady. Even though he had destroyed many hatching nests before, he still didn't let his guard down when he encountered this one. There was no shortage of perimeter guards that should have been arranged, and when the hatching nest was destroyed, the establishment of temporary defensive positions did not fall. In short, highlight a dumb battle, leaving no flaws.

He knew that the old boy of Perbov was muttering behind his back that he was inefficient, and wanted to fight for the 2nd Battalion to do this work, so that the 3rd Battalion, which had just become an army, would guard his home. But apparently, the Governor trusted him more as a serious Imperial Captain than in the speedy Perbof.

And he lived up to the trust of the Governor. Since the beginning of the operation, his team has suffered few casualties.

Especially today, his prudence has paid off.

The soldiers on guard on the perimeter spotted a very large number of monster clusters approaching. They fired first, delaying the progress of those monsters, and at the same time buying time for Yan Fangxu to come here.

The soldiers on the perimeter guarded fought and retreated, and when they returned, Yan Fangxu had already commanded the troops and built a triangular defensive position. The three infantry companies are in one direction, and some of them extend outwards and protrude, acting as horns for each other, and ensuring that the firepower can cover and support each other.

In the ten or so minutes that the soldiers on the periphery were on guard, they were able to do all this, on the one hand, Yan Fangxu's command was good, and he was prepared in advance, and the troops strictly abided by discipline and did not relax; On the other hand, the entire 3rd Battalion is completely excellent in all military skills.

Although they had not yet fought a tough battle, the mentality of the soldiers was visibly nervous. However, the morale is still good, and the completion of orders is also meticulous, fully reaching the normal level of the Imperial Astral Army.

Every time he saw this scene, Yan Fangxu had to sigh.

This kind of troops, there are not too many on the quintet starship. Most slave servants, or machine servants, do not reach this level. Only a handful of Marine Corps have the ability to do so; For example, the marine commandos he brought down are indeed more elite, but the soldiers of this level are only a thousand people on the entire starship.

The soldiers smoothly built a defensive position, which slowed down Yan Fangxu's nervousness a lot because of the sudden attack.

When the enemy appeared in front of them, the soldiers began to fire fiercely.

Under the crossfire, the monsters fell in pieces.

They quickly repelled the attack of the monster swarm.

Those disgusting, variously shaped abscess monsters are dead all over the place. The dark green pus that flowed from their bodies was even more fishy.

Disgusting is disgusting, but the threat is really not threatening. Enemies who can only rely on bites, pus splashing and corroding at close range, and who will die if they are shot, have no chance under the fire net.

But before they could relax a little longer, the second wave of the enemy came.

There were still a large number of abscess monsters, covered in long bags of human-shaped, beast-shaped, indiscernible things, rushing out of the woodland, screaming and rushing towards the position. And in this second wave of attacks, there are things that have long-range means of attack.

Abscess ejectors.

This monster looks about the same as a normal abscess, except for an extra squirt on the chest or on the top of the head. When they reach a distance of about fifty meters, they will stop in place, accumulate for a moment, and then spew large yellow-green pus from the nozzle.

These monsters, which can spew very corrosive pus, pose a great threat to the position.