Chapter 99

Joey, Tang Feiyang, and other members of the anti-government armed forces, who were lucky enough to escape, stared blankly at the crippled poisonous sickles scattered on the hillside.

The killing machine that had just driven them to a dead end became a pile of immobile iron lumps in the blink of an eye. Those unfamiliar armored soldiers were so powerful that they were simply a human-shaped turret.

The same scene also appeared on the North Slope. The survivors slumped on the ground and looked at the vast corpses of poisonous locusts around them, like the garbage thrown by the strong wind. Turning his head to look at the mysterious soldiers who were killed halfway, the smell of gunpowder still lingered on them, and pieces of gravel crumbled under their feet.

"You... are you?" Grant licked the blood on his lips and said incredulously.

"Hey, those wines can't be drunk for nothing." Hausen patted his shoulder and said carelessly.

Grant looked at Joey, Tang Feiyang, and at the other companions who had escaped death, nodded, and solemnly said "thank you".

"NO, NO, NO, don't thank me, thank him if you want, our boss." He turned around and pointed to Tang Fang behind him.

Chief, is he the leader of this unit? so young? Grant was stunned for half a minute, before he recovered, looked at Tang Fang and said gratefully, "Thank you for saving us."

"You're welcome." Tang Fang glanced at Hausen, then turned back and said, "You can call me Tarossa."

A taros, a taroso, and a tarosa...Are they kidding me? Grant's face twitched a few times and squeezed out an ugly smile: "Hello."

"I'm not busy with greetings, wait for me to deal with these guys first." After speaking, Tang Fang let him go and walked forward.

"Pop." The glass cabin of a poisonous sickle was opened from the inside, and the three drivers crawled out in a panic. Just as they were about to run for their lives, Monroe jumped out of nowhere, with a W-505 Sabre assault rifle in his hand. A horizontal, "Da Da Da..." A row of bullets was quickly swept out.

"Bastard, I want you to pay for your life."

"Puff puff!" The large group of blood flowers exploded behind the three drivers, and the blood criss-crossed on the ground, converging into a river.

Seeing this scene, how could the rest of the poisonous sickle pilots dare to go out to die, planning to shrink in the glass cabin and not go out, thinking: "Jasell will definitely send a swarm of poisonous locusts to rescue when he sees this scene, and then it will be natural There is a chance to escape.”

Their idea is good, but the reality is terrible, poisonous locust swarms? They are all lying on the north slope.

They waited for a long time, but instead of waiting for support, they were greeted by the looters. One after another grenade exploded outside the glass cabin, "Kaka..." The cracks spread, and the glass cabin "crashed" and shattered into a mass of debris. Then, another inquisitor grenade was stabbed, it exploded with a bang, and countless fragments were sputtered around. The original crystal clear glass cabin has become a blood storage vessel for the slaughterhouse in a blink of an eye, reflecting a bright red circle under the sunlight.

This case tells the few remaining scythe drivers that going out is death, and staying is also death. Despair spread on their faces. The earlier mocking, sneering, sarcasm, and cheering had all disappeared, replaced by the fear of death and the desire for life.

However, no one pity them, the looters don't understand, Monroe, Joey and others don't!

The killing soon ended, and none of the 30 scythe drivers survived. Those rebels who escaped from the tiger's mouth embraced each other,

Express the joy of the rest of your life in the form of crying or praying to the sky.

Grant walked to Gray's side, his palms brushed his cheeks, his angry eyes slowly closed, but the comforting smile on the corner of his mouth remained the same.

He came to Marney again, squatted down slowly, straightened the young man's body, and then gently put his hands in front of his chest.

"Grey, Marney, Louis, Yang... You can rest assured, I will follow the agreed path unswervingly until the last drop of blood is shed. This decaying dynasty will eventually perish one day."

"Well, definitely." A faint voice came from behind, Grant turned his head and saw that Tang Fang came to him at some point.

"You don't need to comfort me." Grant sighed: "I know in my heart that this is difficult. But this road, someone has to walk down the road. If the bumps are not leveled and the thorns are not split, the successors will struggle. . This is the duty of us pioneers and the duty of our predecessors."

Tang Fang looked at him in astonishment. As early as in the bar, he had admired Grant very much. After hearing this, he immediately felt a sense of embarrassment. If there were more people like him at the top of the empire, Perhaps there will be less wars, less bloodshed, and less tragedies that make people cry.

"Don't worry, this day won't be far away, I promise you."

His voice was not loud, and there was no cadence, the rhythm of Gongshangjiao's feather emblem. However, when he heard Grant's ears, there was infinite magic in a trance, which gave rise to an indescribable sense of trust.

Is it my delusion? Grant shook his head. The origins of the three are indeed somewhat mysterious, especially the equipment of the heavily armored soldiers is much better than that of the imperial soldiers, but what can be done? It is absolutely impossible for the infantry alone to form a group with the empire. The space fleet competes.

"Okay, let's go, the enemy's reinforcements will arrive later."

Grant swept over the body of his fallen comrade with a face full of reluctance, sighed heavily, turned his head and walked to the road behind Tang Fang.

11 looters and 5 machine gunners have surrounded 3 trucks. Jasir was carried by the neck of a looter and thrown to the ground like a chicken, and those assistants in white coats As well as the operators of the poisonous locusts, they were also driven to the hot road through the sun.

As for Owen and his teammates, at this moment they have become a pile of dead bodies.

Walton and other five North Slope remnants saw that Grant was fine, they all swarmed up, hugged each other and patted their backs lightly.

Tang Fang looked at them from a distance, and suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. In Tang Yan's memory, he has gone through countless battles, big and small, but he has never seen such a scene. In the military units, interpersonal relationships are very indifferent, and selfishness is the code of conduct for every soldier, and it is also a life-saving skill.

In tough battles, you have to learn to hide behind your comrades. War of attrition, you must endure loneliness. The weapons, food, and even their corpses in the hands of those dead teammates may be the cost of your life.

Kirkcroft I thoroughly implemented the behavior of the founding emperor of the empire, Maxwell Stewart, to the point that he was almost integrated into the bones of army generals and even grassroots soldiers.

The army has fallen, and the politics are even more rotten. What supports the Stewart family now is nothing more than the icy blade of the "Celtic" holy sword and the fear of death among the subjects.

"Tarossa, what should he do?" Aros held the Paladin M5 and pressed it against Jasell's forehead at close range.

"Huh?" Tang Fang was stunned for a moment, only to realize that Aros was calling him: "Who is he?"

"It's like a doctor, and those killing machines are from him."

"Oh." Tang Fang nodded and walked to Jasil.

Jasell changed his style from his previous suits and leather shoes. At this time, his clothes were wrinkled and covered with dust: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm a military designer, I can develop a lot for you. Weapons. Don't you want to overthrow the dictatorship of Kirklav I? Advanced weapons and equipment are necessary, please spare me, I will work for you."

"Develop new weapons? Work for me?" Tang Fang smiled coldly. He was in the interstellar system, and could he use him to help research weapons? What a joke, poison sickle, poison locust and other things can be used to bully ordinary soldiers, but when it comes to marauders and machine gunners, it's not enough to stick between their teeth.

Moreover, coming to Crotan was forced by the situation, even if he had a good impression of Grant, he was willing to help. However, once can be done, twice can be done, too much is equally unbearable. After all, he still has to go to the Meggar star system to find a way to pick up Tang Lin and Tang Yun, and he has no time to spend with them here.

It's better to sell him a favor and give him to Grant.

"I don't need it." Tang Fang took the Paladin M5 in Aros's hand and threw it to Grant: "I'll leave it to you, kill it or leave it to you."

Hearing this, Jasil quickly turned his begging gaze to Grant: "Don't kill me, I'm useful... I'm useful..."

Grant took a deep breath, and suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, he heard a "bang". The .50 caliber bullet passed through Jasle's forehead, knocking his head off, and splashing a piece of it on the truck's armor plate. bright red.

"I agree, the brothers under Jiuquan will not agree."

"Brother-in-law, good kill." Joey bit his lower lip tightly, looking relieved.

Only Walton understands the pain in Grant's heart. An intellectual who is proficient in military machinery manufacturing and has deep research on military weapons. Such a person, if used well, will definitely be a trump card.

Grant, as a leader, must act rationally. However, if Jasir remained, how could he face his brothers in the corpse wilderness on the north slope and south slope. Therefore, even if he is reluctant, he must do it.

"Let's go, the enemy's reinforcements are coming." After killing Jasser with one shot, Grant led people towards the town.

Monroe glanced at the assistants: "What about them?"

"Killed." Tang Fang answered. As soon as his voice fell, the muzzle of the C-14 piercer spurted out streaks of silver light, and thunder and lightning generally penetrated the skulls of the assistants. In the blink of an eye, there were six more corpses beside Jasir.

"Let's go first, I have to go to the North Slope." After dealing with Jasell and others, Tang Fang took Hausen and Aros to the North Slope and collected the two dead machine gunners into the system. space.

When he was in Nami, he discovered that, whether it was a living or a dead tri-race unit, he could recall the system space, which brought him some convenience. The Empire captured, cracked, and then copied the same equipment against itself.

"Okay, it's alright, we should go back." After that, he waved to the two of them, and also turned and walked towards the town.

On the way, he took the opportunity to devote his energy to the system space and planned to send SCV to repair the damaged Ma Runjia. However, when he finished giving the order and was about to exit, he glanced at the resource reading in the upper right corner and was taken aback.