One Thousand Six Hundred and Four Don't

Looking at the time on the holographic projection in front of him, the commander of the special forces sneered and said, "Okay! Gentlemen! We are leaving this place full of evil!"

He turned around and walked towards the spaceship that was about to take them away not far away, leaving behind this world: "Let these people who betrayed the empire accept the judgment of the empire!"

"Start filling the battlefield!" Following his order, the other two transport spaceships opened the hatches, revealing the densely packed cargo inside.

In the next second, a serious order sounded: "Release the puppet battle robot!"

Accompanied by this order, all the goods stacked in the cabin of the spacecraft began to move. The huddled droids were initially pushed out of the ship's cargo hold and then placed on the ground.

Moving in unison, these puppet robots began to stretch their bodies, stood up, and took out their weapons from behind them.

Inside the two spaceships, four special vehicles were also unloaded. They began to raise the boxes loaded behind them amidst the sound of motors, aiming them in all directions.

"Use mine mine missiles!" Another command sounded, and missiles flew out of the tanks on these vehicles one after another, flying into the distance with the whistling sound of engines.

Over the battered positions full of corpses, these missile shells shattered and scattered the countless mines inside over the entire battlefield.

"Let the robot take over the battlefield, and the air defense and interception missile systems on the two spare spaceships are activated! Everyone board the ship! Board the ship!" Standing at the entrance to the side of the spaceship, the commander took a last look at the world and ordered in a calm tone .

Beside him, there were already special forces soldiers carrying weapons and started boarding the ship, and the released robots quickly took over the positions of the special forces soldiers.

In the other direction, a rebel commander put down the binoculars in his hand and said, "The opponent's firepower has weakened."

Another rebel officer standing beside him spoke of another possibility: "It's probably a trap! Sir!"

It can be seen that he has been frightened by the special forces of the Alan Hill Empire, so he dare not attack easily.

In fact, these soldiers who betrayed the Ellandhill Empire were not as courageous as imagined. They were greedy for life and afraid of death, they were selfish, but they did not have heroic qualities.

Since these people can betray under coercion and temptation, they can naturally hesitate to move forward in this unfavorable situation.

The commander, who was furious, scolded: "Impossible! They must be retreating! Attack immediately! This is an order!"

At his level, he can understand the orders of some people above, so he knows that keeping these enemies and taking them as hostages is the only way for them to survive now.

Even if they opened another Cambridge now, it would be too late for all of them to leave this planet. Those remnants of the Heavenly Sword Sect would not be able to make another mistake and let suspicious rebels go to another world to leak their coordinates.

Therefore, this time it is impossible for everyone to have the opportunity to leave. Under this premise, the only way to win a chance for yourself is to keep the enemy in front of you.

It's a pity that his subordinates obviously don't have such awareness: in other words, his subordinates have completely lost the will to fight.

For these grassroots soldiers, it is also a dead end to face the heavy armor grenadiers wearing the power armor worn by Alan Hill.

Since they are all dead ends, there is still a difference between dying immediately and dying later. Therefore, these rebel soldiers are obviously more willing to obey orders to attack.

This is why, the command and dispatch of the rebel army is obviously slower, and it is not even comparable to the defeated soldiers of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Sir! If it is an enemy's trap, we will suffer heavy losses." The little officer cried and argued, "Brothers don't want to die!"

"Stop them from leaving,

Is what we must do! Don't be greedy for life and afraid of death! Let's keep them alive! Hearing his words, the leading commander became even more impatient. However, he still explained, hoping that the other party could carry out the order.

He didn't want to waste time in this kind of place, because it seemed that the fighter plane was obviously going to be missed.

When the opponent's spacecraft takes off, it may be too late. The rebel army does not have any decent air force, and there is really no advanced fighter jet that can intercept the spacecraft.

It is not realistic to count on anti-aircraft missiles, because most of the opponents also have anti-aircraft missiles to intercept!

What's more, what they want are hostages. If they really take all these people in one pot, blow up the spaceship and kill everyone, then the commanders of the Alan Hill Empire will no longer be wary, and they will not end well if they are trapped on the surface of the planet. Where to go.

Hearing his commander's order, the little officer continued to cry with a sad face, and shouted loudly: "But, in this situation, we will die if we go up!"

"Boom!" He drew his weapon from his waist and shot the small officer in the chest. The rebel commander waved his arms and asked hysterically, "Okay! Now, who dares to question my Order?"

After that, he looked at another trembling subordinate, pointed his gun at the corpse on the ground and said, "He is dead! You come to replace him! Take all his soldiers and attack!"

The little officer swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then stood at attention firmly and replied, "Yes! Sir!"

Satisfied with this answer, the rebel commander looked a little better. He put his pistol back into his waist, and before he had time to praise him, he saw the subordinate pull out the gun from his waist.

Subconsciously, the leading rebel officer touched his waist again, but the other party didn't give him a chance to draw his gun.

"Boom!" A gunshot echoed in the sky. The small officer held a pistol that was still smoking from the muzzle, and looked at his superior who had just been hit by him with a pale face.

"You!" Clutching his stomach, the rebel commander pointed his finger at this subordinate, with unwillingness and anger written all over his face: "You idiot, do you know what you are doing?"

"I'm sorry! Sir! I don't want to die!" The little officer shook his head and defended himself.

"Don't!" The officer covered the hole on his body with one hand, and stretched out the other hand to make a stop gesture: "Don't shoot!"

It's a pity that the subordinates on the opposite side ignored his begging for mercy, and he pointed at his boss again, and pulled the trigger: "Boom!"