Tough Warrior in Galaxy

94 Meat Grinder

    Heavy rain fell on the fifth administrative star in the imperial occupation area. The rain fell like a tide. Countless soldiers could only stay in the base and not go out. There were fewer and fewer soldiers patrolling outside. The entire administrative star seemed to be dead. Quiet, only occasionally a little light emerged from the metal bases.

    After occupying Planet 50, the Federal First Army did not stop advancing but left 10,000 garrisons to go straight to Planet 5. Liu Xiangyu was very excited, and he felt that a huge contribution was placed before his eyes. , As long as these occupied administrative stars are recovered, then his position in the new federation will be more stable.

    Every time he thinks of this, Liu Yuxiang's heart is itchy. The excitement in his heart can't help but he directly issues an order: abandon all heavy weapons and set off lightly.

    On the spacecraft of the First Army, countless railguns and heavy weapons were thrown into the starry sky. Even in order to speed up the spacecraft, the ion cannons on some military spacecraft were removed and thrown away. The soldiers were holding an ion gun. , Wailing ready to rush towards the executive star without any resistance.

    Liu Yuxiang's aggressive advancement aroused Lin Wu's anger. He issued three orders one after another instructing the opponent to fight steadily, but Liu Yuxiang did not have the slightest estimate. He ignored Lin Wu's order and continued to move forward with his troops.

    "This damn i***t!" Lin Wu angrily shattered the light screen.

    Although the defense force of the empire has been greatly reduced, Lin Wu has been uncertain whether this is a trap of the empire. His original plan was to fight steadily, but as soon as he found that he fell into the trap, he immediately retreated. Order, if a lightly loaded unit encounters an ambush from the opponent, it will be difficult to rush out.

    After calming down his anger, Lin Wu began to observe the situation on the planet Lons. He did not pay attention to Qin Luo's life and death. At least the most primitive idea in his heart was to hope that Qin Luo would die, but this death must create a certain value, such as dragging. Living with more people will buy him more time.

    "It's a pity, it would be great if you were my person." Lin Wu sighed softly.

    On the planet of Lons, after the first round of the general offensive suffered strong resistance, the coalition did not hesitate to launch a second offensive. The anti-aircraft firepower of the spacecraft and warships directly covered the entire planet, full of flames and huge beams of light. Tilted down like a rainstorm, and the ten-meter-thick metal defense facilities of the exile star field could not be blocked. It was shaved off layer by layer and turned into a pool of liquid like shavings. These liquids soon fell into the trenches. Solidified.

    Countless soldiers hiding under the cover were irritated by the powerful vibrations and their eardrums were perforated, and even some soldiers' pupils had condensed bloodshot eyes, and they fell directly to the ground.

    The firepower of the coalition forces exceeded Qin Luo's expectations, and the command headquarters was temporarily arranged underground. For that matter, it was also shaken by the artillery fire.

    "The other party's bombing has lasted for an hour, and it is estimated that the attack will be launched again later!" Feng Chenyang said.

    Qin Luo directly threw the map on the ground and took out an ion gun: "The difference in strength is too great, all the tactics are useless, we can only fight hard!"

    Feng Chenyang stopped him and said calmly: "I'll go. If you go to the front at this time, my lord, it's my dereliction of duty!"

    After saying this, Feng Chenyang walked directly out of the headquarters. Qin Luo hesitated for a while but still followed. While checking the ion gun, he said to Feng Chenyang: "The cowards are staying in the headquarters at this time."

    This is a battle that hardly has any chance of winning. Qin Luo knows, Feng Chenyang knows, and even all the soldiers who exiled Starfield knows. The soldiers in the logistics department put down the kitchen utensils for making meals, replaced them with the allotted ion gun, orbit. The soldiers of the artillery unit also took up their guns and rushed to the front.

    After several wars, the original 300,000 troops still retain less than 120,000 combat power, and the opponent is fully capable of launching more than a million assaults more than a dozen times. The only thing that can slightly stop the opponent is flesh and blood.

    In the temporary Ministry of Health, the wounded soldiers struggled to stand up. They were either holding guns or alloy daggers, dragging their broken and weak bodies and walking out step by step. At this juncture, no one would feel that they could live. Going on, the only hope is that death is worth a little bit.

    More than 20,000 wounded soldiers came out one after another, but they were stopped by their companions in the monitoring force. They gave a straight military salute: "Brothers, if we all die in battle, it will be when you set off. As long as there is one person alive, you will not be allowed to go to the front line."

    The wounded soldiers responded with a military salute. Some of them lost an arm, some lost a leg, and some had bandages on their heads. Then none of them returned.

    "Brother, kindly, we have basically lost combat effectiveness, so we are a wall. Although we know that we can't stop the other side, they must pay a price if they want to cross it!"

    The tilt of the artillery fire ceased completely after ten minutes. The coalition soldiers ran off the spacecraft. They launched an assault as soon as they landed. One million troops were crowded together, boundless, like a wave of the vast sea.

    The hundreds of thousands of exiled troops are crawlers on the beach, and no one knows how many are left after the huge waves.

    Relying on a solid position, the soldiers exiled from the star field made a tenacious resistance. One energy block was replaced from the ion gun and thrown to the place. The soldiers watched their companions falling down continuously, shouting and holding the ion. The gun kept firing.

    The coalition forces rushed to the battlefield after paying a heavy price. Qin Luo took the lead withdrawing the alloy dagger to greet him. The wounded soldiers dragged their weak bodies to meet his enemy. The two sides collided in an instant.

    However, due to the disadvantage of the number of people, the troops who exiled the Star Territory were instantly overwhelmed. They were either facing a few or even a dozen enemies, waving the dagger in their hands with red eyes. After the enemy's dagger plunged into their chests, the soldiers screamed with his teeth, arms, and any part of the body that could be used to resist stubbornly.

    Soldiers continue to fall, but even if they die, their opponents will pay a great price. A wounded soldier who had lost his right leg fell to the ground and strangled the opponent's neck with his walking stick. The opponent's dagger kept piercing into his chest, and the blood burst out like a fountain, but his hand was dead. Refused to let go.

    The dagger in Qin Luo's hand kept slashing across the opponent's soldier's neck, but the number of opponents increased. Qin Luo was surrounded by him, and he couldn't break through from left to right. His military uniform was already stained red with blood. Qin Luo's eyes became blood red.

    Hand-to-hand combat is still going on, the blood on the ground has penetrated the dry earth into the mud, and the army boots are hard to pull out if they step on the blood mud. Soldiers exiled from the star field keep falling down, even Feng Chenyang is seriously injured on his stomach. Blood kept coming out of a wound.

    In the coalition command, the commanders who saw this sight from the scout mirror took a breath. For six hours, the two sides fought the most primitive hand-to-hand combat on the position, but they were unable to move forward at all. Tens of thousands of exiled coalition forces are like a nail welded to the battlefield, and everyone who touches it will be pierced and bruised.

    "You can't fight like this, so withdraw it," Sima Liang said.

    "In three hours we will be able to completely defeat each other, now withdraw? Are you joking?" Luo Lin sneered.

    Sima Liang turned and looked at him, looking directly into the other person's eyes: "I know that victory will be won right away, but most of the leading troops are soldiers of our empire. I have lost more than half a million troops. I don't want to let him These soldiers are here for nothing. As long as we surround each other, we can starve them to death even if they are hungry."

    In fact, what Sima Liang was even more worried about was that these soldiers belonged to Kate Golly's direct line of troops. Once the loss was too serious, it would have a great impact on Kate Golly's status in the future.

    "I agree!" Hong Tu said.

    Now that the opponent is at the end of the battle, as long as he surrounds the opponent Qin Luo, it will be finished sooner or later, and it is not worthwhile to invest more troops to go shopping with these lunatics who have no retreat. This is not a cost-effective business.

    Luo Lin turned around and walked out of the command post: "If you decide to withdraw, just withdraw, I have no objection!"