Lacroxia pondered an important question: What is the value of life?

This bullshit problem he didn't want to do before. In the early years, when I wandered with the tribe, I thought about how to eat more food and not go hungry; Later, he became an adventurer, also to eat; Later, after becoming an adventurer, it was essentially for a bite to eat.

Later, all his brothers from the same wandering tribe died, and he joined the beast slaughtering group, so that he could eat enough, but the goal became to fight the green skin and avenge the brothers who had fought side by side together.

Later, the people above didn't know what to say, he went from an adventurer to a regular army unit under the governor's command, with a military rank and a number.

But he didn't have much so-called or even support for it.

The food was more satisfying, and the governor was also issued with weapons, which looked much better than the garbage used when he was an adventurer before. They were also supported by heavy equipment such as artillery and other friendly armored vehicles. This will obviously greatly increase their efficiency in eliminating the greenskins.

So what's there to be unhappy about?

Yes, 10,000 support!

Some time ago, the green skin of the ruins of the tower was dried up.

According to the officer above, in order to prevent the growth of these green skins, it is necessary to ensure that all areas of the ruins of the tower are burned with flames.

He sometimes wondered if the storm of wasted energy that often blew up in the ruins of the tower could replace the fire.

But even if you don't care about those, in short, the big problem is solved, and even if there are occasional green skins regenerated in the future, the number of them can't be too much at once, and then it will be good to destroy them and burn them again.

Just as he and his comrades-in-arms were chatting with each other, speculating whether their performance this time was not enough to regain the title of 'Beast Slayer' that originally belonged to them from the Governor, a new task was issued.

They are to be transported on a transport ship to a starship docked in orbit on a planetary mission.

When Lacroxia and his comrades were dumbfounded when they heard about this mission.

Is this going to heaven?

He had looked up at the starry sky countless times, but he never imagined that one day he would be able to leave the surface of the earth and fight in the starry sky.

They were inexplicably excited.

Although they could think that it might be a very dangerous thing, when they got on the spaceship and watched the outside get farther and farther from the ground, so that they jumped out of the atmosphere and looked down from afar, almost to see the whole picture of the entire planet, the originally infinite earth, turned into an arc, and then turned into a planet mixed with yellow, gray and blue, he still felt a great sense of shock.

It turns out that this is the world we live in.

This is the angry star that our ancestors have lived in for generations.

It's hard for him to even describe the feeling in his heart, and his comrades may be in the same mindset. The comrades-in-arms who were still chatting with each other were all silent at this moment.

The transport ship carried their group and slowly approached the massive steel creature hovering in the void.

A hatch opens, and the transport ship enters, then the hatch closes, appearing to be filled with gas. Another door opened, and the ship went inside, a huge, airfield-like place.

At multiple exits, one transport ship after another entered, the hatches opened, and groups of soldiers stepped down.

Soon, he didn't have time to look, and the transport ship he was in also opened the hatch, and their whole company went down like this, and according to the instructions of the ground crew waiting below, they walked all the way inside, and entered the Marine camp.

The temporary abode for them was crowded with people. Their entire class was crammed into a narrow space of a few square meters. There are four groups of beds here, each of which is close to each other, with an aisle of about 40 centimeters in the middle, and each group of beds has a total of three floors, which can theoretically sleep a total of 12 people.

There were also two beds available for us to put our stuff......

That's how they complained.

There is a cafeteria for eating, and the food is completely synthetic starch, which is said to be very greasy after eating for a long time, but at least now they feel okay and can eat enough. They may really get tired of it in the future, but will they stay on the starship until then?

However, it is said that in some parts of the starship, there are markets and bars, and they can come to something different, but they have not seen it, and they are not allowed to walk around on the starship. Even these rumors are still the chats of the so-called Starship Marines among some idle soldiers in the company who come to the cafeteria to eat like them, but don't like to communicate with them very much.

Lacroxia had little interest in that.

What he cares about is a thought that has arisen since he came to the starry sky on a transport spaceship and saw the magnificent picture: what is the value of life?

He didn't know why he wanted to do such a boring thing, but there was nothing else to do in the cramped and closed cabin all this time.

He thought about it for days, but he didn't come up with a reason.

To this day, the scarlet lights flickered everywhere, and the sirens sounded one after another, and he and his comrades, receiving the order, left the cabin where they lived and went to assemble outside.

Everyone was very worried.

They know that it seems as if there is already a war. The starships are constantly firing, engaging the Greenskin fleet.

This is different from their past experience of war.

In the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was or how bad the situation was, it was always down-to-earth and fought with the weapons in one's own hands. To some extent, life and death are controlled by oneself.

And right now, they are far away from their hometown, from the planet, and it is said that the light will fly for a long time.

If the naval battle is lost, all of them will be buried in this sea of stars.

But soon, their task arrived.

He saw the company commander and the instructor say a few words, and then he gave the order for the whole company to set off.

After walking outside for dozens of minutes, in a violent explosion, he saw with his own eyes that almost all the members of the platoon next door were engulfed in flames and debris. Then, as his head swelled, he saw a figure rushing from behind the breach.

Almost subconsciously, instinctively, he raised his gun and shot there.

Although it was probably a person, Lacroxia was very sure and very familiar, it was greenskin.

And it was true, and his shot even saved the life of the company commander. With his leadership, many of his comrades-in-arms around him opened fire, and the greenskin was soon killed on the spot under the blow of the concentrated fire.

However, more greenskins, stepping on the still burning flames, rushed in.

A bloody battle, just caught off guard, broke out at a very close distance.

No heavy firepower, no artillery, no armored vehicles...... In the environment inside a starship, these things are difficult to unfold.

All they have is a gun in their hands and a will of steel.

As more and more green skins poured in, they couldn't even continue to shoot, so they could only hold their bayonets and go up to fight.

There was a lot of fighting, and there was almost no room for the art of command, and the two sides fought with blood. Bayonets, bullets, blood, stumps...... These things are flying around in this narrow passage.

Lacroxia had nothing left in his head, only one assassination after another. The comrades-in-arms around him fell one by one, and made up one by one, but he has not had much trouble, even if he was hit in the chest by a green-skinned machete, the plastic steel bulletproof armor plate also saved his life, and he turned his hand back. Ignoring the pain in his ribs or being tossed to the ground by the force of the greenskin, he stabbed the bayonet into the neck of the unbalanced greenskin.

Lacroxia, who was covered in blood, pushed the corpse away with all his might, and stood up panting.

And this seems to be the last green skin, and there is no other living enemy in sight at the moment.

But in this purgatory-like scene, there are only seven people standing like him.

Lacroxia looked dazed.

A company of a full hundred and twenty people...... Only seven left?

He couldn't count the number of corpses that littered the corridor, especially since some of them were out of shape. He only knew that almost all the people he knew were dead, and the seven in front of him were not familiar. They were all covered in blood, and they were all at a loss.

The seven of them instinctively got together, and for a long time, no one dared to speak.

Eventually, Lacroxia spoke: "Here...... Who is the highest in military rank? ”

He remembered that in between the previous surface battles, the company instructor had instilled in them many of the rules of the army. If the formation of the team is broken up, the soldiers in the surrounding area should spontaneously assemble and take the highest rank as the temporary command.

Right now...... I guess it's been broken up, right? Or should it be considered defeated?

"I'm a private...... a timid voice sounded, "I just got added to the Third Independent Regiment ......"

"I'm also a private......", "I'm a private......", "I'm a private......"

After listening to it in a circle, they are all big-headed soldiers.

Lacroxia touched his head, he really didn't know what to do.

Not a single officer left, right? What should I do?

In a trance, he saw that everyone's eyes were on him.

He remembered that he hadn't reported his rank yet: "I'm ...... I'm a corporal. ”

When he was first reorganized, he was only a private; After fighting the battle of the ruins of the tower, he was considered the old man of the Beast Slaughtering Regiment, and when he was awarded a large number of medals, he received the rank of corporal.

Corporal, which means that he has the equivalent of the D1 rank in the revival city in the propaganda. The food ration and training allowance added up to enough for him to live a life much better than food and clothing, and if he is not a soldier in the future, he will also be transferred to the same level, and he will be guaranteed in the future. When a war starts, a combat allowance will also be paid.

He is considered to be a fast promoter, in his class, only the squad leader is a sergeant, and the deputy squad leader is a sergeant, and he is other than that.

But in general, in the whole company, it is still a small shrimp.

As a result, he heard the senior soldier say, "Well, it seems that you are the highest in the ranks, and we will listen to you now." ”

Lacroxia was stunned.

I, I, I...... I can't do it?!

But then he quickly calmed down again.

This is not power, but responsibility, and he cannot shirk it. According to the regulations, he has to shoulder this responsibility.

Taking a deep breath, he seemed to understand the question he had been thinking about before.

Far from it, I dare not say, at least his current value is to lead the 3rd Company of the 6th Battalion of the 2nd Independent Regiment, and the only seven people remain.

The last seedlings of the 362nd Company are all here.

What's next?

Their previous mission was to garrison Sector B7752 and eliminate any alien enemies that appeared there.

However...... The company commander and instructor may know where the B7752 is, but where does he, the corporal, know?

Scratching his head, he heard the sound of battle in the distance.

He greeted and said, "Let's go over there and see if we can find other allies." ”

If there were friendly troops, especially officers, he would be able to relieve himself of his responsibilities.

……

Fully armed, nearly three meters tall and wearing super-heavy armor, Geni Mad Fang, pushed open the half-rotten hatch and was the first to step out of the landing ship. He was greeted by the concentrated fire of more than 30 electromagnetic rifles and laser guns.

His armor clanged, but it didn't stop him for a moment. He stepped out of his mechanical thighs and rushed forward, sheltering the greenskins behind him from the wind and rain, while also leaving room for them to spread out in formation.

And, in the process, he also raised his left arm. The multiple rocket launchers mounted under the forearm fired rockets full of rockets, blowing up the elite Marine Corps soldiers in front of him and the few who were going to support them in the back.

The violent explosion even caused some damage to the cabin of the metal tunnel, blowing up several craters, and you can still see the cracked mechanical structure, as well as the evacuated groups under the craters.

It seemed to be the cannon bay of a 'reflector' of the 'Quintet' to intercept the laser cannon.

Crazy teeth grinned, and the smile was very hideous.

And this kind of harvest?

He raised his hand again and aimed the rocket launcher downward. The self-loading structure has stuffed a new batch of rockets into the nest, and there are two orc boys with large bags on their backs, adding a dozen rockets to the new shells into the battle backpack of the fangs through the entrance to the armor at the ass of the fangs.

The next moment, more than a dozen rockets flew out and bombarded the independent artillery compartment below.

The Reflector's operating cannon crew, consisting of dozens of people, was almost instantly reimbursed, and the energy storage device of the Reflector laser cannon was also detonated, creating an even larger gap in the perimeter.

The explosion even spread to the upper floors. Gennie Tooth wasn't affected, but several of the hapless Greenskins were swept up in the explosion and thrown off the ship.

Without the ship's life support system and gravity system, these guys who enter the void, even the green-skinned orcs with strong vitality, have no chance of survival.

But it doesn't matter, destroying a ship's gun is worth much more than a group of unlucky boys being blown up.

Seeing such a splendid explosion happening right in front of their eyes, the living boys were very happy.

Crazy Tooth laughs too!

He beckoned backwards and shouted to the boys to get out of the landing capsule, they were going to kill inside!

As the Overseer of the Irontooth Clan's 10th Raiding Fleet, he is the leader of the entire fleet, and he is going to win this war by going into battle himself!

The Supreme Commander of the Fleet personally jumped into the gang to fight, reckless to the point of being almost stupid, but green enough.

(End of chapter)