Return from the second dimension

The sudden change alarmed all the patrol ships and immediately began to guard strictly.

When each gondola is received on the patrol ship, it will be strictly tested to ensure that there are no internal problems.

Fortunately, in this situation, only one case has occurred so far. The other patrol ships are all normal.

The invaders were relieved.

They were very worried before that this is the beginning of the survivors' counterattack, and there will be a series of actions next.

The result was just a false alarm, and the other party's purpose for doing so may be simply a threat and warning.

But to the intruder, this level of threat is nothing at all.

The lethality of ghouls is limited, and the individual weapons on patrol ships can tear them into pieces.

The monk is not an opponent of Battlestar, let alone this kind of brainless monster, as long as it is not in the thousands, it cannot cause a deadly threat.

The problem is that the emergence of this incident means that the ground forces have encountered a serious incident, otherwise, how can they not even be able to protect the hanging basket?

In order to clarify the actual situation, when the gondola was dropped again, observers followed to the ground.

They are responsible for collecting intelligence and reporting it to the headquarters in a timely manner.

As the investigation started, reports from the ground continued to be sent back, but the situation was not optimistic.

Regardless of the ground forces, they have suffered personnel losses, and some troops even disappeared collectively.

After statistics, it is learned that the number of lost contact and missing of the millions of troops on the ground has reached 150,000!

After getting this result, the managers of Battlestar collectively fell into silence.

Before dispatching ground troops, the managers were mentally prepared, knowing that some ground personnel would go missing.

But no one expected that the amount of losses would be so large, it was simply shocking.

The action has just begun. As time goes by, I don't know how many soldiers will be swallowed by the weird gray mist.

This is a very serious matter, and if it cannot be solved perfectly, it will inevitably be held accountable by the residents of the Battlestar.

Although they are highly powerful and will not be punished for this, they will inevitably have a great impact on the stability of the Battlestar.

If it can be resolved, there should never be any delay, just to avoid long nights and dreams.

It's just that today's Battlestar is really helpless.

Although he has harvested more than one planet of cultivation and civilization, and hunted and killed an unknown number of monks, he just attacked suddenly with powerful weapons.

As long as the first wave of attacks is fierce and fierce enough to completely destroy the origin of the world, you can basically win the game.

It is basically impossible for the remaining indigenous people to turn around and resist.

It should be noted that the environment of the battlefield was originally extremely unfavorable for the survivors, and coupled with the continuous hunting of the reapers, the reapers were lucky to survive.

It can be said that as long as it becomes the object of harvest and belongs to the low-level spiritual civilization, the Battlestar has no possibility of failure.

But this time, they kicked the iron.

The planet that was about to be harvested broke into a god from afar and intervened in the war for some special reasons.

Although they didn’t take the shot directly, but the means of the gods are far beyond the imagination of these invaders

That's why they suddenly discovered that the survivors had become powerful and difficult, making the Battlestar also helpless.

"This situation cannot be allowed to develop. We must find a way to resolve the immediate crisis as soon as possible."

A management elder first opened his mouth and looked around, revealing a headache.

"Although there are billions of residents living in the Battlestar, they cannot afford such a loss.

Once the casualties data are made public, the families of those killed will surely cause new chaos.

Residents originally did not support the formation of ground troops, and now they have suffered such heavy casualties, and they have an excuse to attack."

Some elders held different opinions, and they immediately retorted, saying that participating in the war is the obligation of the residents of Battlestar.

Wars cannot avoid casualties, but if the collection of energy spars is stopped because of this, it will be really unthinkable.

The elders also suggested that other methods should be used to replace ground forces, so as to reduce the number of casualties among residents.

For example, the production line of the Reaper can be manufactured in batches with a simple modification.

This special clone soldier can be cultivated into various forms according to the needs of the battlefield.

Whether tall, short, fat or thin, long or flat, it’s just a sentence.

If necessary, even creatures like residents can be easily produced.

This proposal was put forward, but it has received a lot of support.

For the management, as long as the problem can be solved perfectly, it can accept more consumption.

The resolution passed by the Battlestar began mass production of special soldiers to replace ground forces to perform tasks.

The reason for not doing this before is to reduce the waste of resources, but now choosing to do so is compelling.

While making special soldiers, the Space Headquarters also issued orders, requiring ground forces to be more careful.

The special soldiers manufactured on the production line cannot be scaled up in a short period of time, and the ground forces are still the main combat force.

It must persist for a while, and then it is possible to withdraw from the ground and return to the Battlestar.

...

"My name is Aibo, a soldier from the 37th Brigade of the Ninth Army, who has just been enlisted for three days.

I record this information, hoping that if I am unfortunately killed, someone can send him to the Battlestar.

Let everyone know the truth hidden under the gray fog."

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"Since the operation started, the ground forces have been advancing slowly every day.

Casualties have never stopped. The Ninth Army where I belonged lost more than 2,000 comrades in one day.

You can't believe that the comrades who were still communicating last second will disappear without a trace in an instant.

This damn place makes me about to collapse, but I can't escape."

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"My comrades-in-arms and I really live like years, passing every moment in panic.

Even if I found a lot of energy spar, it won't make me happy, because it's very likely that I won't die to claim the reward.

Although he protested more than once and asked to return to the Battlestar, there was no result."

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"On this earth shrouded in gray mist and full of despair and death, we can only suffer silently.

The whole world seemed to be only me, there were still people chatting at the beginning, and then no one talked again.

It seems that because of the influence of the gray fog, everyone has become dumb, a walking dead."

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"The frequency of the disappearance of the companion has increased, and I often encounter those terrible ghouls, tearing the companion to pieces alive.

Although the weapon's lethality is very strong, it can easily kill the ghoul, but because of the gray fog, it is difficult to find the wandering ghoul.

By the time they were discovered, it was basically too late to shoot again.

In addition to these monsters, there are many weird places in the gray fog. Once you enter, you will have hallucinations and kill your companions and yourself like crazy.

Or it suddenly explodes, and the area of ​​several kilometers is a sea of ​​flames. Even if the protective clothing has a fire protection function, it is still roasted to a muck.

In addition to these dangerous areas, there are also ghost-like things that appear around you from time to time

They can't kill people directly, but they are very strange and terrifying.

Before joining the war, no one could believe that this war was so terrible.

If possible, end this damn war immediately and return to your own home quickly.

Including the Battlestar, it is best to stay away from this dangerous and strange planet, because I have an ominous premonition..."

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"Weird sounds came from ahead. It may be those damn monsters. I have had enough. I must make them taste great today!"

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"Damn it, what the hell did I do to shoot and kill a group of lost comrades!"

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"I and the team are separated. No matter how I shout or track the fluorescent markers on the ground, I can't see them at all.

My heart is full of fear, for fear that I will never return to my hometown or see my loved ones."

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"I met the survivors of this planet. They looked at me with indifferent eyes. They just stretched out their hands and gently pointed them, and my body was cut in two.

I know that I am dying.

If I had a choice, I would never participate in this damn war, but now it is too late to regret it..."

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